"Keep going, just a little further and we'll reach the outskirts of the Savage Wilds. Once we're there, we'll be somewhat safer."
There, they could call for help from the Northern Celestial Gate, and reinforcements would arrive swiftly.
"But I have a bad feeling about this."
"Shut up, don't jinx it."
Yet, the jinx became reality.
The Grand Priest appeared to their left, followed by an endless tide of demonic beasts.
"You’ve been quite the runners, but the game ends here."
Without wasting another word, the Grand Priest ordered the beast horde to charge—no more delays to avoid unexpected complications.
Another fierce battle erupted.
This time, however, the Grand Priest’s forces lacked the Beast Lord’s presence, and two of the elite beast generals were still recovering, leaving them reliant on sheer numbers.
Di Haoran and the other Mahayana-stage cultivators, along with the rest, barely managed to hold their ground.
But this was only temporary. In the Savage Wilds, the demonic beasts were countless.
Moreover, everyone in their group was injured to some degree, and after days of relentless fighting, their strength was far from its peak.
The fresh waves of demonic beasts, however, were at full strength, fierce and relentless.
Their best chance was to break through, not to fight to the death.
Amidst his spellcasting, the Grand Priest found time to taunt, "You won’t escape. I must admire your courage—coming to our Savage Wilds with so few."
"Who dies first remains to be seen." Di Haoran strained, his own injuries weighing on him.
Yet he stood firm, shielding the others from the Grand Priest’s attacks.
The Grand Priest’s true target had always been Lin Xuan. At every opportunity, he tried to strike him down.
But each time, Di Haoran intervened.
Having witnessed Lin Xuan unleash a strike worthy of an immortal, the Grand Priest knew this one couldn’t be left alive.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan was cutting through the beast horde like a scythe through grass.
Leading the exhausted and wounded, he fought to break free.
But the beasts were simply too many.
...
After a brutal struggle, Lin Xuan finally led the group out, and they fled once more.
The Mahayana-stage experts covered their retreat, buying time before withdrawing themselves.
Yet the Grand Priest wouldn’t let them go so easily.
Di Haoran’s expression darkened. Even though they’d broken through, escape seemed unlikely in their condition.
They’d be surrounded again soon.
He stopped.
He’d made his decision—he would be the one to hold the line.
His injuries had worsened, and staying behind meant great risk.
But someone had to do it.
If it came to it, he’d sacrifice himself—a massive self-detonation to cover their retreat.
Taking the Grand Priest down with him would be ideal, but the cunning priest likely wouldn’t give him the chance.
Then Nangong Xiyun spoke. "I’ll cover the retreat."
She stepped forward, exhaustion evident but still in better shape than Di Haoran.
"Don’t be reckless. You’re more talented than I am—you should live." Di Haoran wasn’t joking.
Nangong Xiyun’s potential far surpassed his own.
Nangong Xiyun rolled her eyes. "Who said I’m dying? I’ll outlive you. This is just a rearguard action—no one’s dying here."
She wasn’t that selfless. She still had Su Luo to return to.
Di Haoran: "..."
"But if you’re surrounded, escaping won’t be easy."
"That’s your problem. I have my ways."
Di Haoran hesitated, unconvinced.
"Enough. Go." Nangong Xiyun’s tone brooked no argument.
With no time to debate, Di Haoran could only trust her.
He rejoined the fleeing group.
The beast horde still pursued.
Nangong Xiyun’s sword flashed, drawing a line in the earth before them.
"None shall pass."
"Ridiculous." The Grand Priest scoffed. "Beastflame Barrage!"
Nangong Xiyun cleaved through the flames effortlessly, then pivoted, her blade reaping lives among the charging beasts.
She couldn’t kill them all, but as she dueled the Grand Priest, she still found openings to slow the horde’s advance.
The Grand Priest seethed—she was treating him as an afterthought.
"Tenfold Secret Art: Piercing Spear!"
A lance of dark energy shot toward Nangong Xiyun’s head.
Her gaze turned glacial, her sword radiating an icy aura.
A single slash—no flourish—shattered the spear into nothingness.
While the Grand Priest stood stunned, she unleashed more slashes, further hindering the beasts’ pursuit.
No matter how fiercely the Grand Priest attacked, Nangong Xiyun always found a way to strike back.
The horde could only watch as Di Haoran and the others vanished into the distance.
Realizing the chase was futile, the Grand Priest snarled. Soon, they’d reach the border, where human reinforcements might turn the tide.
"Fine. But you’ll die here."
Nangong Xiyun didn’t laugh. "You’re not up to the task."
The Grand Priest waved his hand, and the beast army ceased their pursuit, instead surrounding Nangong Xiyun.
"You have no escape."
Immediately, the entire beast army began their assault on Nangong Xiyun.
With a single sword in hand, Nangong Xiyun moved effortlessly through the horde, her blade radiating a chilling gleam.
Each strike was simple, yet it felled swathes of beasts.
However, sheer numbers proved effective—the endless tide of beasts wore down Nangong Xiyun’s stamina.
Meanwhile, the Grand Priest observed from the sidelines, recovering. Though he had expended much energy over the past few days, the altar’s power sustained him.
He waited, preparing to strike the moment Nangong Xiyun showed weakness.
Now was the time.
"Beast God’s Wrath—Axe of Annihilation!"
A colossal phantom of a beast materialized behind the Grand Priest.
As he swung downward, the phantom raised a massive axe and brought it crashing toward Nangong Xiyun.
The surrounding beasts had already scattered in retreat.
Nangong Xiyun looked up, her expression unreadable.
"This alone won’t kill me."
"Ridiculous! Be reduced to ashes under this strike!" The Grand Priest held no underestimation of Nangong Xiyun—he had poured his full strength into this attack.
Facing the onslaught, Nangong Xiyun merely exerted force and hurled her sword.
The blade shot toward the descending axe.
When the two forces collided, one would expect a cataclysmic explosion.
Yet Nangong Xiyun’s sword sliced through the phantom’s axe as if it were mere tofu.
The beasts gaped in shock—what kind of swordsmanship was this?
Nangong Xiyun flicked a finger, and the sword in the sky whirled violently.
It shredded the phantom into nothingness.
Then, it descended gracefully back into her hand.
Calm and poised.
From start to finish, Nangong Xiyun showed no fear—as if she wasn’t the one surrounded by beasts, but rather the one who had cornered them.
The outcome of that clash left no doubt about the disparity between them.
In both power and skill, the Grand Priest had been utterly outmatched by Nangong Xiyun.
His face darkened. He had anticipated defeat, but not such a crushing one.
And her unshaken composure only deepened the humiliation—as if his entire beast army meant nothing to her.
"Kill her!"
The Grand Priest refused to give Nangong Xiyun even a moment’s respite, barking the order.
But the beasts needed no command.
In an instant, the horde surged toward her once more, fearless and relentless.
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!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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】
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
