The divine figure, seeing this, spoke with a hint of amusement, "What's wrong? Done playing with daggers?"
She smiled as the dagger in her hand dissipated, reforming into an exact replica of Gu Yan's Phantom Vanquish.
"Not quite..."
"Rather, it's time for you to die."
Gu Yan's voice was icy and calm.
Swish!
In the next instant, his figure flashed forward once more. The Phantom Vanquish sliced through the air, carrying an endless chill and killing intent as it aimed straight for the divine figure's throat.
The divine figure chuckled lightly, flicking her fingers. A verdant glow of natural energy shot from her fingertips, transforming into vines that swiftly coiled around Gu Yan's Phantom Vanquish, locking it in place.
At the same time, the power of creation condensed around them, forming an overwhelming pressure that made it hard for Gu Yan to breathe.
Gu Yan's expression remained unshaken. The Power of Night erupted, instantly shattering the restraints of natural energy.
The Phantom Vanquish swung once more, charging toward the divine figure.
The divine figure stood still, her eyes glinting faintly.
As if everything was within her grasp.
Oh?
So, he plans to attack me from behind next?
How laughable.
Before the omniscient power of a god, every move Gu Yan made was already anticipated.
With a casual wave of her hand, countless replicas of the Phantom Vanquish, infused with the power of balance, materialized in the air—half aimed forward, half aimed behind.
A feint from the front, then a fatal strike from the rear... The power of the Heavenly Dao... Is this your trump card to slay gods?
But alas... You still have to land the hit.
"Gu Yan."
The divine figure's voice echoed like celestial music through the Night Space: "You must understand the consequences of opposing the Heavenly Dao."
"I'll give you one last chance."
"Join us..."
Before she could finish—
Gu Yan's frigid voice cut through: "Die."
Gripping the Phantom Vanquish, he thrust straight for the divine figure's chest.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The balanced Phantom Vanquishes intercepted his attack, while Gu Yan's figure vanished from sight.
Yet—
The divine figure had foreseen it all.
Just as I predicted... The real killing blow... comes from behind, doesn't it?
The divine figure smirked. Pity... I thought he had something special.
But it seems he's nothing more than this.
Then... perish.
The moment the thought crossed her mind—
Thud!!!
Countless golden swords forged from divine power, Phantom Vanquishes imbued with balance, and daggers—
All surged toward her rear in an instant.
Thud! Thud! Thud!!!
The sickening sound of flesh being pierced rang out.
The divine figure's lips curled slightly as she slowly turned her head, eager to witness Gu Yan's wretched state: "And so it ends—"
"Huh?"
!!!!
But—
The expected sight of Gu Yan impaled never came.
Instead—
Thud!
Drip... drip... drip...
Drops of blood seeped from her chest.
A hand infused with the power of the Heavenly Dao had pierced through her chest—clutching four divine cores in its grasp.
Huh? Why?
The divine figure's mind raced through countless possibilities.
Yet this scenario had never crossed her thoughts.
Why?
What is happening?
"The power of the Heavenly Dao..."
"Does it hurt?"
At that moment—
Gu Yan's icy voice reached her ears.
The divine figure seemed to realize something.
A trickle of blood escaped her lips as she turned her head, her gaze mocking as she looked at Gu Yan, her voice devoid of panic: "Ah... I see now."
"It's... an illusion infused with the Heavenly Dao's laws..."
"No wonder... no wonder even the Descended God of Death fell to someone like you, barely at the Post-Celestial Realm."
"But what a shame..."
"Now that I know your trick..."
Thud!
Gu Yan withdrew his hand, gripping the divine cores.
The Demonic Tome flew out, cackling as it began devouring them.
Thump!
The divine figure collapsed to the ground, her breath weak. Yet she mustered the strength to lift her gaze, staring at the Phantom Vanquish in Gu Yan's hand. A faint smile touched her lips: "Merely seeing this weapon... drags the target into your illusion, doesn't it?"
Gu Yan glanced at her indifferently. "Knowing changes nothing. After absorbing these four divine cores, no god beneath the Heavenly Dao can threaten me."
Once absorbed, he would—
Ascend to the Divine Nineteenth Rank!! One step away from the pinnacle of this world!!!
And then—
He could leave this world at will, hunting down the remaining gods in their domain!!!
Yet—
Gu Yan's brow furrowed.
The divine figure on the ground grew weaker by the second, but... her words became increasingly unsettling: "Heh... Gu Yan... I told you... you will die completely in this lifetime..."
"What makes you think..."
"That after learning all your tricks... I wouldn't... obliterate you here and now?"
"Let this be the moment... you learn why the Heavenly Dao's decree is absolute."
As her voice faded—
A sense of dread surged in Gu Yan's heart.
The next second—
BOOM!!!
The Night Space trembled and collapsed.
As if recoiling in terror from the arrival of something monstrous.
The Demonic Tome's tone turned grave: "This is bad!"
"Another god is coming!! Hiss... This energy is... So that's it! Now I understand!"
"That bastard Heavenly Dao handed the [Eye of the Heavenly Dao] to [Fate]!!!"
Eye of the Heavenly Dao? Fate?
Before Gu Yan could process it—
BOOM!!
The Night Space erupted in a deafening roar, engulfed in blinding white light.
As the light faded—
Gu Yan found himself pulled into another realm, bathed in an ethereal glow.
Before he could react—
Hum!
A figure tore through the void... and appeared.
[To prevent the destruction of this minor world]
[Gu Yan, this is the battlefield I prepared for the two of us]
Gu Yan tensed, lifting his gaze—only to be met with an overwhelming presence of life essence.
Gu Yan froze.
What... is this?
Before him—
This figure dwarfed any divine being he had ever seen, colossal as a celestial body.
And in Gu Yan's vision, the position of its life essence—where its eyes should be—was peculiar.
For the first time since losing his sight, he saw something different.
Its eyes burned like twin stars, brimming with boundless divinity, as if they could swallow him whole in an instant.
Its aura was as vast as the cosmos, exuding an unstoppable pressure.
This being... is...
"I am Fate, the oldest god who walks beside the Heavenly Dao."
"The Heavenly Dao Master has bestowed upon me the Eye of Providence, allowing me to peer into all the threads of your fate."
"Mortal, your destiny is now clear to me."
"Today... shall be your final day."
As the deafening voice echoed,
Gu Yan took a deep breath, raised the dagger in his hand, and said coldly, "Then let's see about that."
.....
.....
At the same time,
as if sensing something,
Xiao Leng within Leng Qingqiu's consciousness suddenly looked up.
After a moment of contemplation,
she let out a soft sigh.
"So it's finally come."
The turning point of fate.
The one fleeting chance of survival across a million cycles of reincarnation.
It all hinges on tonight.
And Gu Yan would never know...
that this so-called second personality of hers...
was actually the key to this pivotal moment.
"Gu Yan... it's time you learned...
the truths hidden within these memories that were never passed on to you."
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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.”
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
