In the center of the great formation.
Because of Gu Yan's intentional action.
All forces are heading towards the center of the formation.
Each sect supports and helps each other, dragging their exhausted bodies to reach this place.
Bai Jun had already led a group of official warriors wearing white uniforms to this area, which was the most heavily infested with sinister energy.
Liu Jianxing struggled to support Gu Yan's body as they slowly made their way there.
From a distance, he saw the scene at the center of the formation.
“What... is this?”
Liu Jianxing stopped, lifting his head in shock at the sight before him.
There on one of the residential buildings at the center of the formation, a blood-red heart was pulsating.
Thump thump thump!!!
With every beat of the heart, Liu Jianxing could almost hear the wails of the living.
All the surviving members of the sects were standing there, stunned, looking at the pulsating heart on the residential building.
“Jianxing!!”
“Young master!”
At that moment, two voices called out. Liu Jianxing turned to see Elder Jiang and a Jiang Family elder running over.
Old Gao quickly took Gu Yan from Liu Jianxing's grasp, supporting him. “Are you okay, young master? Quickly, take the healing potion!”
Gu Yan complied and after swallowing it, sighed, “I was careless. Mo Tianyun, after being bewitched by the dagger, was far stronger than before.”
“But at least we’ve obtained the scent of Night.”
Elder Jiang looked slightly relieved, as if hearing good news at last.
Gu Yan looked up at the blood-red heart on the residential building, his expression grave. “Old Gao, what’s the situation now?”
At that moment, a tired voice came from the distance.
“Let me explain.”
Bai Jun, looking exhausted, walked over. He looked at Gu Yan and Liu Jianxing, sighed, and explained, “The situation is not looking good.”
“According to the investigation team, this heart is likely a biological medium for transformation.”
“And all the living beings in this residential building might be the nourishment for this heart.”
“We’ve tried attacking the heart, but... every attack, whether it’s qi or sword energy, is absorbed upon contact.”
“It’s all turned into nourishment.”
“Moreover, as soon as the heart senses danger, it launches a terrifying counterattack.”
As he spoke, Bai Jun glanced at some of the official members within the formation, who were clutching their wounds, their faces twisted in pain. Tiny, thread-like organisms were wriggling in their wounds.
If it weren’t for the medical team, these injured warriors wouldn’t see the dawn.
Liu Jianxing’s face was grim. “Damn... only Night could make such a sinister thing!”
“They must be trying to collect everyone’s souls into the heart! Then feed them to the Night King!”
Gu Yan remained silent for a moment, then slowly asked, “How many of us are left now?”
Hearing this, Bai Jun’s expression turned pained.
He clenched his fists, looking at the dozen people present, and said with a sigh, “Only these. But there might be more on the way.”
“Various sects have been attacked by Night’s forces. We have to prepare for the worst.”
Just then, a leisurely teasing voice came from not far away.
“Everyone’s here, I didn’t expect you to be alive, Gu Yan~”
The group turned to see Shangguan Miaoyin, spotless, and Ning Qian, with bloodstains on her cheeks, approaching.
“Miss Ning and... Shangguan Miaoyin.”
“I didn't expect you to wake up~”
Gu Yan said with a pale face, teasing.
Ning Qian’s expression was a bit unnatural, not wanting to admit that she’d been affected by the formation and had a beautiful dream.
Shangguan Miaoyin had been waiting for Gu Yan to leave so she could report to Leng Qingqiu, so she had also pretended to be asleep.
Seeing Gu Yan battered, she was almost laughing out loud.
Hehehe~~!! Seems like you ran into those fake Night members! Serves you right!
Poor guy~ Unfortunate guy~ Hehehe~~
On the surface, Shangguan Miaoyin looked at the heart on the residential building, her eyes revealing a hint of surprise.
“What is this? The core of the formation?”
Such intense evil energy, is this the capital behind the fake Night?
This matter also needs to be reported to the master.
Ning Qian also looked at the heart, her expression revealing a hint of disgust. She frowned, “What a disgusting smell... this aura is very evil.”
“Exactly like the scent of Night my master described.”
Saying this, Ning Qian drew her sword, “Destroying the heart should break the formation, right?”
“Wait, this heart is very special!”
“Any attack with qi or the like will only make the heart stronger!”
“And attacking recklessly will activate its defensive mode.”
Bai Jun stopped her.
Ning Qian stopped, frowning and asked, “Then what should we do now? Just sit around and wait?”
“No, no, we have a plan.”
“Of course, it’s just a hypothesis.”
Bai Jun slowly revealed the strategy they had discussed earlier: “Everything has a weakness.”
“This massive heart is no exception. Its ability to absorb so much qi is clearly abnormal.”
“Or rather, we don’t believe it can absorb endlessly, so...”
At this point, everyone present understood.
Gu Yan pondered for a moment, then continued, “So we need to keep feeding the heart qi until it reaches its limit?”
Bai Jun, seeing that Gu Yan understood, nodded, “Exactly.”
“By the way, besides us, there’s also a very powerful mysterious figure.”
“Gu Yan, you might have a bit of an impression; it’s the one from the previous banquet.”
As he spoke, Bai Jun pointed to Murong Ci, standing in the corner not far away.
Bai Lian and Deng Feng were there too, chatting with the people from Black Tortoise Gate.
Gu Yan and the others followed Bai Jun’s gaze.
When they saw the calm Murong Ci and the frightened Bai Lian,
?
Shangguan Miaoyin slowly raised a question mark.
Wait, you’re deliberately following my path, aren’t you?
Damn it! No, I must integrate into the warrior department faster than Bai Lian!
Seeing this,
Gu Yan nodded, his eyes revealing a complicated expression: “Alright, since we don’t know if there are other enemies...”
“Let’s...”
“Act quickly.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
