Watching the heavenly tribulation descend, the Seven Stars Sword Sect was filled with despair. Even if they could withstand the first wave, more would follow.
No one knew how many times the tribulation would strike, but it certainly wouldn’t stop at just one.
And this first strike was already devastating.
"Heaven has doomed our Seven Stars Sword Sect."
The sect master could only gaze helplessly at the sky. He had tried his best earlier, but it was futile.
By now, he had already forgotten Nangong Xiyun’s assurance that everything would be fine.
Even if he remembered, he couldn’t fathom who could possibly stop this heavenly tribulation.
All the other powerful experts were occupied, unable to intervene and resist the calamity.
"Hahaha, your expressions of despair are absolutely delightful. Now, die with that look on your faces!"
The Left Envoy remained arrogant—his plan had succeeded.
After this, the world would once again fear the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Or perhaps, more would come to revere them, making recruitment far easier in the future.
Then the Left Envoy snapped out of it. Why was he overthinking this? Why take it so seriously? The Heavenly Demon Sect had no future left.
At that moment, a figure streaked across the sky at incredible speed, positioning herself directly in the path of the heavenly tribulation.
The tribulation struck her head-on, unleashing an ear-piercing sound.
Who was it?!
In that instant, everyone was stunned. Who would be reckless enough to charge straight into the heavenly tribulation?
But the real shock wasn’t just that—it was the fact that she had endured the strike without being obliterated.
A true powerhouse!
The Right Envoy vaguely recognized the familiar silhouette, barely daring to believe it.
Others were equally incredulous.
With a wave of her hand, Jiang Ningshu dispersed the tribulation’s strike.
Now, everyone could clearly see her face.
No one had expected it to be Jiang Ningshu.
But there was no time to dwell on the shock—the heavenly tribulation struck again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several more thunderous bolts crashed down.
Jiang Ningshu raised her head, fearless, and met them head-on.
This time, the tribulation was even more powerful than before.
Everyone watched in disbelief, unsure if she could withstand it.
The Seven Stars Sword Sect naturally hoped she would.
Meanwhile, the Heavenly Demon Sect watched with mixed emotions—wasn’t Jiang Ningshu supposed to have lost her cultivation? How was this the performance of someone without power?
Jiang Ningshu did nothing special, simply relying on her physical body to endure the tribulation.
Strangely, she felt no pain. Instead, the heavenly tribulation within her body accelerated its fusion.
Her cultivation improved, though only slightly.
How peculiar.
Jiang Ningshu had suspected this might happen, but she hadn’t expected it to be true.
For her, the heavenly tribulation wasn’t harmful—it was beneficial.
The tribulation continued, its frequency increasing, filling the sky with a dense web of lightning.
Yet Jiang Ningshu stood firm alone. She didn’t need to dodge or weave through the strikes—the tribulation sought her out.
The heavenly tribulation regarded her as its "enemy," as if determined to defeat her before targeting anyone else.
And since Jiang Ningshu hovered high in the sky, her presence drew the lightning more intensely than anyone else’s.
To the onlookers, Jiang Ningshu seemed nothing short of divine.
Could anyone really withstand such a devastating tribulation with just their bare body, completely unprepared?
Even the Great Ascension-stage experts present couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath and mutter those four infamous words:
"Terrifying to this extent!"
The Right Envoy stared blankly at Jiang Ningshu’s figure, murmuring under his breath, "The… the Demon Sovereign!"
At that moment, memories of the once-mighty Demon Sovereign resurfaced, and the title slipped out instinctively.
The Left Envoy reacted as if his tail had been stepped on. "I am the Demon Sovereign! Me!"
He immediately launched a spell toward Jiang Ningshu.
But the endless barrage of lightning shielded her—the Left Envoy’s attack was obliterated by a stray bolt before it could even reach her.
His reckless move also drew the tribulation’s attention, diverting a small portion of the lightning toward him.
The Left Envoy instantly regretted it. Even a fraction of the heavenly tribulation was no joke.
He quickly retreated, but not without shouting, "Attack! Now! Focus on Jiang Ningshu! If she blocks the entire tribulation, we’re finished!"
The rest of the Heavenly Demon Sect could only stare at him in exasperation. They had just seen what happened—and with his high cultivation, why wasn’t he continuing the assault himself?
When no one obeyed, the Left Envoy’s fury flared.
This was a direct challenge to his authority as Demon Sovereign.
"Right Envoy, move!"
He called him out by name—how could he refuse now?
The Right Envoy: "......"
"Do it yourself."
He had no intention of obeying.
"You dare defy me? I am the Demon Sovereign now!"
He wielded his status like a weapon—why else had he fought for the position?
"Sure, sure."
The Right Envoy’s tone was dismissive, and he made no move to act.
He couldn’t be bothered with the Left Envoy. In this situation, what could they even do?
Provoke the heavenly tribulation?
"West Extreme Demon Lord!" The Left Envoy’s rage reached its peak.
Seeing him like this, the West Extreme Demon Lord also wanted to refuse.
But alas, he didn’t have the standing to openly defy the Left Envoy. He could only put on a half-hearted show of attacking.
Naturally, it was useless.
The heavenly tribulation blocked all assaults, and anyone who dared attack it was marked as a challenger, drawing retaliatory lightning strikes.
The West Extreme Demon Lord shrugged—there was nothing he could do.
And so, the Heavenly Demon Sect could only watch helplessly as Jiang Ningshu endured the tribulation.
Their final trump card, the Thousand Falling Thunder Bell, had been rendered meaningless.
The Left Envoy’s face twisted in fury.
Someone suggested retreat—only for the Left Envoy to snap his neck on the spot.
After that, no one dared speak another word.
Meanwhile, the Seven Stars Sword Sect was utterly baffled.
Why would Jiang Ningshu, the former Demon Sovereign, step in to block the heavenly tribulation?
Of course, some didn’t even recognize her—Jiang Ningshu had kept a low profile after rising to prominence.
But regardless, they were saved.
The heavenly tribulation was gone.
The Seven Stars Sword Sect rejoiced!
Jiang Ningshu glanced at the now-clear sky, feeling almost disappointed.
Her body was unharmed—if anything, being struck by the tribulation had left her feeling better.
That said, she couldn’t help but compare this tribulation to the one that had stripped her of all her cultivation. This one was far weaker.
Of course, part of that was due to her heightened resistance.
Her body already contained heavenly tribulation energy, and the process of refining it to restore her strength had drastically increased her tolerance.
But there was no time to reflect.
Jiang Ningshu drew her Heavenly Demon Sword and unleashed a slash of sword energy toward the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Dozens of its members were instantly annihilated.
Without hesitation, she struck again.
She was here for vengeance.
"Stop her!" the Left Envoy roared.
The West Extreme Demon Lord and the North End Demon Lord moved to attack.
The Left Envoy joined them personally, and even the Right Envoy—who had initially held back—had no choice but to step in. If the others were acting, his absence would be too conspicuous.
Besides, given Jiang Ningshu’s current fury, she wouldn’t spare them anyway. Better to kill her now.
The moment they had failed to stand up for her, they had burned all bridges. Forgiveness was out of the question.
The battle reignited.
But the Seven Stars Sword Sect wouldn’t stand by and let Jiang Ningshu be overwhelmed. They launched their own assault against the Left Envoy and his forces.
Whatever the case, the Heavenly Demon Sect had to be dealt with first. They could figure out what to do about Jiang Ningshu later.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
