Bang!
As the stone statue shattered, a wail resembling one from the depths of hell erupted from within the broken fragments.
Countless pitch-black, ghost-like entities resembling vengeful spirits surged out.
Their expressions were twisted in agony, their faces contorted with malice.
But before they could escape, a shadowy, ethereal hand materialized and clenched them tightly.
"Cough, cough, cough!!!"
Due to the interrupted ritual, the Old Dragon King's soul was forced back into his original, decaying body.
Now, suffering from the backlash, blood gushed incessantly from his nose, ears, and mouth.
The Old Dragon King's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the man standing where the destroyed statue had been.
Clad in a black trench coat, the man was enveloped in tendrils of deathly black mist, his face obscured by the ominous aura.
His gaze was icy and indifferent, and in his hand, he held a black dagger.
And behind him... floated a sinister, claw-like appendage, seemingly forged from countless fragments of terrifying deathly energy.
The claw gripped all the wailing, resentful spirits that had escaped from the statue.
Upon closer inspection, it was clear that the number of malevolent spirits was rapidly dwindling.
He was devouring them!!!
"You... who are you?!"
The Old Dragon King thought of a horrifying possibility—especially that dagger.
Even in his nightmares, he could never forget it.
"You're the Night King?!"
The Old Dragon King gasped in shock.
The Night King... had arrived so quickly?!
The man standing before him... was none other than Gu Yan.
Using the Power of Night, he had traversed space in an instant to reach this place.
His goal? To eliminate the frail, bloodied old man before him.
The Old Dragon King.
A centuries-old monster.
Since inheriting the Dragon King Palace, he had been conducting inhuman reincarnation rituals.
His ultimate ambition? Eternal life.
The conditions for immortality were harsh—or rather, the conditions set by a certain entity were particularly cruel.
The most critical requirement was...
Every vessel he possessed had to be a bearer of immense destiny.
Thus, the Old Dragon King not only exploited the national fortune of the Eastern Nation, linked to the Dragon King Palace, but also used his position as its leader to recruit individuals of great destiny from across the world.
In the end, the souls of those he seized were offered to that very entity!
And the avatar of that entity was...
Crunch!
Gu Yan stepped on the shattered remnants of the stone statue, dagger in hand, his cold gaze fixed on the Old Dragon King as he advanced.
"I originally intended to let you live a little longer."
"But on second thought, it's better this way."
"People like you... only bring peace when they're dead."
Gu Yan's layered voice echoed through the cavern.
He was a cautious man, one who never acted without absolute certainty.
But the Old Dragon King had attacked his family.
And for that, he had to die.
At last, terror flashed in the old man's eyes.
The backlash from the interrupted ritual had severed his meridians, leaving him powerless.
No!
He couldn’t die!
Thud!
Before he could utter another word, the dagger plunged into his forehead.
Gu Yan stared indifferently at the Old Dragon King's horrified expression and said flatly,
"Stop screaming. You're no longer the Dragon King."
As his words faded...
Bzzz...
Dozens—no, hundreds—of shadowy figures emerged from the darkness of the cavern.
These... were once members of the Dragon King Palace.
Now, they had been transformed into Gu Yan's shadow soldiers!
"H-how...?"
The Old Dragon King's pupils contracted.
Suddenly, he sensed something—a familiar, overwhelming presence.
"The Dragon King Jade?!"
"You... you obtained the complete Dragon King Jade?!"
His voice was hoarse, his breath growing weaker.
Because of his destiny-laden body, he hadn’t died immediately.
Had this vessel still been usable, he might have even turned the tables and seized a new opportunity.
But now... it was all empty talk.
His soul was imprisoned by the dagger, leaving him no means of escape.
He couldn’t believe it.
The Night King... had obtained the complete Dragon King Jade?!
This had never happened before!
According to the prophecies...
The two were destined to be mortal enemies!
And without fail, every previous Night King had been dragged down by the Dragon King Palace’s ruler, consumed by the Power of Night until death!
Without exception!
"Wait! I was wrong! I admit it!"
"I’ll never oppose you again!"
"Spare me! I’ll tell you an enormous secret—one about the world itself!!"
"You—!"
Thud!
Before he could finish, Gu Yan emotionlessly activated the dagger’s power.
In an instant...
The Old Dragon King’s life force was obliterated.
Every possibility of revival was extinguished.
Against a centuries-old monster like him, the dagger was the most reliable tool.
"Secrets... I’ll uncover them myself."
At the same time...
[Host has lost the emotion: ‘Rage.’]
[Warning: Host has been excessively infected by the Power of Night. Further use of the dagger will accelerate the infection!! Host may lose more emotions!!]
[Host has obtained the complete Dragon King Jade.]
[Host has successfully converted 183 shadow soldiers.]
[Host...]
A flood of system notifications poured in.
Finally, the alerts ceased.
[Host has acquired the title ‘Monarch of Shadows.’ Within darkness, spiritual and physical energy are amplified tenfold!!]
[Host has acquired the skill ‘Shadow Soldier Creation.’ Can now summon shadow soldiers at will using the Power of Night!]
[Note: Shadow soldiers summoned this way are disposable, with power equivalent to only 1/10,000th of the host’s strength.]
After silently processing all the information, Gu Yan’s expression gradually calmed.
He looked down at the dagger in his hand.
And fell into silence.
So this was the price of using the dagger—the cost Xiao Leng had warned him about.
Losing emotions...
This time, it was rage.
What would be next?
What... would he become?
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.”
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
