Before a mysterious chamber.
Shadow reported the latest developments to Long Aotian in a grave tone.
"What?!"
Long Aotian's expression twisted with fury as he stared at Shadow in disbelief. "You're saying demonic creatures and anti-demon weapons have appeared in Linhai City?!"
"And they attacked Leng Ling'er and her group?!"
"Leng Qingqiu has already ordered the lockdown of all major families?!"
"Who? Who gave the order to act?!"
Shadow lowered his head. "This subordinate does not know."
Damn it!
Long Aotian then turned his murderous gaze toward the man in the white lab coat. "Was it you?!"
"N-no! It wasn’t me, my lord! I swear!"
The man in the white coat stumbled backward in terror—
Squelch!!
Long Aotian, consumed by rage, pierced straight through his chest with a single palm strike.
The man's head lolled to the side as he collapsed lifelessly to the ground.
Situ Guan sneered. "A worthless traitor, causing trouble even in death."
Yuwen Tuo shook his head. "Betrayers are truly impossible to guard against."
Long Aotian's face darkened. "Enough. Once the plan succeeds, none of this will matter."
Once the deity descends, with divine power, all these insignificant pests will be crushed!
With that thought, he turned to Shadow, who had served him for centuries, and spoke slowly. "Shadow, you will guard this place. Even if you must die, no one is to enter this chamber!"
Shadow bowed. "Understood!"
Witnessing this, Long Aotian, along with the other two, led Lin Yinyin into the chamber.
Boom!
As the heavy doors sealed shut—
A horrifying scene unfolded.
The supposedly dead man in the white coat was now enveloped in a swirling black mist.
Within moments, Gu Yan stood in his place, clad in a black robe, hands clasped behind his back.
His cold eyes fixed on the chamber.
The descent of the deity had begun.
......
Inside the chamber, the atmosphere grew suffocating, the air thick with tension.
The ancestors of the Long, Situ, and Yuwen families encircled Lin Yinyin, their gazes a mix of reverence and fear.
Lin Yinyin stood at the center, her eyes hollow and vacant, utterly helpless.
"Begin."
The three exchanged glances before chanting in hushed tones. Ancient runes within the ritual array flickered with eerie light.
As the incantation progressed, the glow intensified, and the temperature plummeted, freezing the air.
The Long family ancestor spoke, voice trembling with awe. "The descent ritual is irreversible. Today, the God of Death shall inhabit Lin Yinyin's body and grant us supreme power."
The Situ and Yuwen ancestors nodded in unison, their eyes locked on Lin Yinyin, tension coiling in their chests.
A deity... was truly coming.
Time crawled.
The energy at the array's center coalesced into a swirling vortex of immense power.
Boom!
Within the vortex, a colossal silhouette gradually materialized, radiating overwhelming pressure and an aura of ancient mystery.
It was the shadow of the God of Death—its arrival inevitable.
[At last... I shall step into this world.]
A voice like the whispers of an eldritch god reverberated through the chamber.
Thud! Thud!
The three ancestors immediately dropped to their knees.
"O God of Death, descend into this flawless vessel and bestow upon us supreme power!"
Their prayers were fervent, desperate.
At that moment, the silhouette's eyes snapped open—golden orbs as cold and fathomless as the abyss, brimming with the essence of death and annihilation.
The deity's gaze swept over the chamber, weighing the lives of all present, until it settled on Lin Yinyin.
With a disdainful snort—
Lin Yinyin's body was lifted by an unseen force, floating helplessly in midair.
Her eyes remained empty, her entire being under the deity's absolute control.
The descent had begun—the god was entering her flesh.
Even the three ancestors, witnessing this for the first time, trembled in terror, their throats dry.
A deity... was coming.
The next instant—
As the God of Death's shadow fully merged with Lin Yinyin, her body convulsed violently.
Boom!
A blinding surge of dark light erupted, flooding the chamber with a wave of deathly energy that threatened to consume everything.
Lin Yinyin's body radiated an eerie black glow, her aura skyrocketing beyond mortal limits.
The three ancestors prostrated themselves, shaking uncontrollably.
Finally, as the energy stabilized—
Lin Yinyin's feet touched the ground once more.
But she was no longer Lin Yinyin.
She was... a god.
"Tch. So much of my power is suppressed."
"But it will suffice."
Her voice was now deep and icy, laced with an inescapable aura of death. "You three incompetents truly found the worst possible vessel."
!!!
The three ancestors paled, stammering in unison. "W-welcome, O Great Deity! We did our utmost, but this was the only suitable body we could procure!"
"Hmph. Rise. I never had high expectations for you."
Long Aotian and the others stood, the former hesitantly speaking. "Great Deity, our families have been besieged by Leng Qingqiu—"
Crack!
A fissure split open across Lin Yinyin's body.
The three ancestors froze.
The God of Death frowned, glancing at the cracks.
This mortal shell could not withstand divine power.
Very well.
The deity's cold eyes locked onto the three. "Your mortal desires are known to me. To achieve your wishes, you must offer your souls and flesh as tribute to my power."
Souls?! Flesh?!
Before they could react—
Boom!
Their bodies erupted in blinding black light.
"My lord!"
"Spare us, Great Deity!"
Their screams were cut short as they dissolved into pools of blood, absorbed into Lin Yinyin's body.
Hum—
In an instant, the cracks mended, and her power surged further.
The God of Death smirked, flexing her fingers. "Hah. Heavenly-rank. This body can go no further."
"No matter. More than enough to eradicate Leng Qingqiu."
Yet, just as the thought crossed her mind—
A chill shot down her spine.
The God of Death's expression twisted as she sensed a lethal threat.
Boom!
A scythe wreathed in deathly energy materialized in her grasp.
Without hesitation, she swung it sideways to block—
Clang!!!
A deafening metallic clash shook the chamber to its foundations.
The scythe of the God of Death clashed against a dagger gleaming with a blinding dark light, sparks flying as waves of energy rippled outward, threatening to tear the very fabric of space apart.
Zzzzt!!
Two opposing forces collided violently in midair—the ashen glow of the death scythe intertwined with the dagger’s sinister radiance, their friction screeching like metal on metal.
And in that moment, the God of Death finally saw who stood before Him.
With a twisted grin, He stared down at...
“Human, have you come here to die?”
Gu Yan, cloaked in black, stood unwavering, the viscous energy of night churning behind him as skeletal wisps of fog materialized from the shadows.
Gripping the dagger tightly, his expression remained calm, his voice icy. “No... I’ve come to kill you.”
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grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
