Abyssal Extinction Technique, One of the Original Female Protagonists

Bai Feng Manor.

Whoosh—!

The teleportation array activated.

Bai Lin's figure appeared in this place.

His expression was grim: "Damn Ice Heart Sect, how dare they treat me with such disdain."

"Hmph! Since that's the case, don't blame me for declaring a sect war on them!"

"This time... I will mobilize all my forces and slaughter every last one of them!"

As he spoke, Bai Lin suddenly shook his head.

No, this wouldn't do. Leng Bingning's cultivation was at the mid-stage of the Grandmaster realm, and Yu Mengbai was also at the mid-stage.

His side lacked the strength—only by summoning the ancestor, his father, would they stand a chance.

But the ancestor was stationed year-round at the border's forbidden zone.

Still, for a sect war, he could probably return briefly.

With this thought in mind,

just as Bai Lin was about to step forward—

Slash—!

Bang!

His Grandmaster protective barrier shattered.

A sharp, slicing sound echoed by his ear.

"Huh...?"

Bai Lin's heart skipped a beat. He lowered his gaze slightly.

Yet... his line of sight kept dropping.

Thud!

To his horror, he realized his upper torso had appeared in his own field of vision.

A closer look revealed—

his head... had been severed and was now rolling on the ground.

The cut had been so swift, and thanks to his Grandmaster physique, Bai Lin still retained a sliver of consciousness.

But even this last trace was fading fast.

How... could this be?

Who?! Who dared invade Bai Feng Manor?!

Swish! Swish! Swish!!

Under Bai Lin's wide, furious gaze,

figures clad in black shadows emerged one after another.

"The sect leader of Bai Feng Manor is dead."

"Mission accomplished."

"The master ordered the sect's annihilation."

"Good. Brother Shi Tou, how about a competition to see who kills more?"

"Little Bai, you..."

The voices gradually faded.

Bai Lin had completely lost consciousness.

Just... what happened?

Meanwhile,

in a mysterious forbidden space,

five figures sat cross-legged in five different positions.

Among them, a white-haired elder suddenly opened his eyes, unleashing a terrifying aura of peak late-stage Grandmaster cultivation.

He raised his head and roared to the heavens: "Who?!!"

"Who killed my son, Lin?!!"

"Who?!! Once I leave seclusion, I swear I will slaughter your entire lineage!!"

Boom! Boom! Boom—!!!

Waves of oppressive energy erupted in the space.

The other four slightly opened their eyes, their brows furrowing.

Someone actually managed to annihilate Bai Feng Manor?

Had something major happened in the outside world?

After his furious outburst, the white-haired elder bit his finger and formed a seal.

"Manifest!!"

Hum!

An image appeared in the center of the group.

Within it,

Bai Feng Manor was engulfed in raging flames.

Countless corpses littered the ground.

Swish! Swish! Swish—!!

Black-clad shadows flitted across the scene, slaughtering Bai Feng Manor's disciples.

"This is... Night?!!"

"Night?!"

"Has the Night King been resurrected?"

"The Night Organization... has returned!"

"Excellent... excellent... I am saved!"

Strangely,

while the Night King was a name that struck fear in the outside world,

to these individuals, it seemed like exhilarating news.

Their expressions all turned feverish with excitement.

The white-haired elder's pupils contracted. Gnashing his teeth, he spat, "You dare, Night King, to destroy my Bai Feng Manor."

"Once I emerge, I will kill you again!!"

Yet these words

drew dissatisfaction from the others.

"Old Demon Bai, you already killed the Night King once fifty years ago."

"This time, you must leave him to us."

"Indeed, you can't hog him every time."

"Hmph! Fine. I don't care either way. I've already gotten what I wanted. As long as the Night King dies, it doesn't matter who does it!"

Hearing this, the others exchanged eerie smiles. "In that case... we'll have to rely on everyone's cooperation."

......

......

Ice Heart Sect.

Late at night.

A little girl lay on the bed,

her lifeless eyes staring blankly out the window.

She seemed dead, yet not.

Everyone in her village had been slaughtered by martial artists.

Her father's intestines had spilled onto the ground, and her mother had died before her eyes.

So... what was the point of living?

The girl lowered her gaze to her bandaged hands.

Ice Heart Sect...

Was this the place her mother had always told her stories about?

The sect her mother had dreamed of joining.

Now she was here, but her parents were gone.

What meaning did her life hold?

Her entire village was dead—friends, family, all the familiar faces... gone.

Then—

Swish—!

[Do you... desire vengeance?]

A voice, as if from the depths of hell, whispered into the girl's ears.

She shuddered.

Dazed, she looked up.

To her surprise,

the starry sky outside the window had turned blood-red.

And perched on the windowsill was... a black raven!

The raven's eyes were pitch-black, its pupils so deep the girl felt herself being drawn into them.

"Are... are you a ghost?"

Her voice was hollow, devoid of life.

Was this... death coming for her?

Or was she still dreaming?

[Do you... wish to avenge your family?]

[Do you... seek power?]

Ignoring her question, the raven continued.

At this, a faint glimmer returned to the girl's eyes.

Wait... this wasn't a dream?

Her voice grew urgent: "I... I do! I want revenge!!"

Swish!

Hearing this,

the raven flew to hover before her.

Its voice was low and eerie.

[The world is cruel.]

[This world... is filled with needless war...]

[Accept this power, and you shall gain the strength for vengeance. But in exchange, your soul will fall into the abyss.]

As it spoke,

a single black feather drifted down, landing before the girl.

She reached out cautiously, cupping it in her hands.

The abyss... it didn't matter.

If it meant revenge...

She was willing.

The moment this thought formed,

the feather melted into her palms.

Instantly, a flood of knowledge surged into her mind.

[Abyssal Annihilation Art]

[An evil cultivation method from the abyss, capable of devouring others' cultivation to strengthen oneself!]

!!!

Abyssal... Annihilation Art?!

The girl looked up, about to question the raven—

But...

everything had vanished.

The raven, the crimson sky—all gone.

Yet what remained was the cultivation method etched into her mind.

The girl's name was... Xing Lian.

In the shadows.

Leng Bingning watched calmly as Xing Lian's expression gradually regained vitality.

She turned to Gu Yan beside her: "What did you do?"

Gu Yan tilted his head. "Nothing much, sister."

"?"

"Just kidding. I gave her a cultivation method of my own creation."

Gu Yan explained.

Of course, the effects of this method went far beyond just absorbing cultivation.

Its primary function was the ability to... divert a portion of the energy back to the creator of the technique—Gu Yan himself!

Moreover... because the technique was infused with traces of his own cells during transmission,

the lives of all those who practiced it would fall under Gu Yan's control.

In the end, Gu Yan could even absorb the full cultivation of the technique's practitioners to empower himself!!

And now, his task was to spread this technique across the world.

Of course.

There was a reason he chose to give it to this little girl first.

At first, he hadn’t realized it.

But upon reflection—

The Thunder Sect’s village, its destruction, her adoption by the Ice Heart Sect...

This!

Wasn’t this Xing Lian, one of the original novel’s female leads and a member of Xiao Lin’s harem?!

With Xiao Lin dead, Gu Yan had nearly forgotten about the other daughters of fate in this world.

Now that he had arrived in the Ancient Martial Realm,

his first priority... was to seize control over the lives of the remaining heroines!

Only then could he ensure absolute security!!