The demon beast army charged toward the North Heavenly Gate.
At this moment, the Beast Lord suddenly paled slightly, his hands condensing a massive sphere of demonic energy, compressed into an immense concentration of power.
He had been gathering this energy long before launching the attack.
The Beast Lord had no intention of striking immediately—as their leader, he had no need to rush into battle.
But now, at the onset of war, he could deliver a "welcoming gift."
And this gift had cost him a tremendous amount of demonic energy.
The Beast Lord continued compressing the sphere, molding it into a small pellet.
Then, he swallowed it whole.
Without a moment’s delay, a devastating blast erupted from his mouth.
"Demon God Storm Piercer!"
A colossal beam of energy shot toward the North Heavenly Gate.
Blindingly fast, overwhelmingly powerful.
The Beast Lord was confident—this sudden, unexpected strike would shatter the North Heavenly Gate’s defensive formations.
If not completely, at least enough to breach through and inflict heavy casualties inside.
This attack had been brewing for quite some time, its sheer force designed to strike first before the battle truly began.
And his aim wasn’t Di Haoran’s position—it was the leftmost corner.
Let’s see how they defend against this.
The Beast Lord turned away, needing to retreat and recover. Once restored to his peak, he would join the fray.
This strike had drained him greatly—but its power was worth it.
Yet, the anticipated explosion never came.
What?
The Beast Lord turned back, his expression darkening.
At the point of impact stood a mighty sword.
A single blade’s might clashed against his Demon God Storm Piercer.
Nangong Xiyun was there—but not alone. Many other powerful figures stood with her, resisting the attack together.
Nangong Xiyun was the core of their defense.
In the original timeline, she alone had reacted to this sudden strike, bearing its full force and suffering grievous injuries, forcing her out of the battle prematurely.
But now, armed with the diary’s knowledge, Nangong Xiyun feigned ignorance, trusting Li Siyi to make the necessary arrangements.
And just as she expected, Li Siyi, having read the diary, had prepared accordingly.
She deployed additional reinforcements to support Nangong Xiyun, dispersing the pressure.
Thus, the sudden assault was neutralized.
And Nangong Xiyun remained battle-ready.
The Beast Lord never imagined his surprise attack would be countered like this.
It fell far short of his intended devastation.
This made no sense. He had initially unleashed his oppressive aura to draw the human experts into a defensive formation.
Then, he struck without warning.
Yet, they still blocked it.
Humans… truly not to be underestimated.
Fine. Let’s see how you handle the next move.
The demon beast army continued its advance. The Beast Lord no longer planned to attack personally—but he had other schemes in play.
The frontlines of the demon beast forces were not what they seemed. Hidden among them were special beasts in disguise.
Reflection Foxes.
Their combat strength was lacking, but they possessed a unique ability—to reflect spells back at their caster.
Of course, reflection wasn’t absolute. Its effectiveness depended on the fox’s own power.
Overwhelming attacks couldn’t be fully reflected, but their reflective nature could still drastically weaken even the strongest spells.
Every Reflection Fox from the Wildlands now stood at the forefront.
The Beast Lord had anticipated the humans’ first offensive—a barrage of long-range spells.
With the demon beast army still far from the North Heavenly Gate, the humans wouldn’t pass up the chance to strike from a distance.
The Beast Lord intended to exploit this. The humans’ opening salvo would be reflected back at them.
Meanwhile, other long-range specialist beasts would seize the moment to counterattack.
The humans would never expect their first wave to rebound—followed immediately by the beasts’ own assault.
All of this would ensure the humans paid dearly.
And it would buy time for more of the demon beast army to close the distance, minimizing losses.
A flawless plan.
The Beast Lord wasn’t disheartened by the failure of his initial strike. The real show was just beginning.
Here it comes.
The Beast Lord couldn’t help but smirk—long-range spells, just as expected. Though… why were they so weak?
Shouldn’t the first wave be devastating? Do they even know how to fight?
Countless water orbs soared through the air.
Just water orbs—utterly harmless.
The Reflection Foxes shed their disguises, revealing their true forms at the vanguard of the demon beast army.
As the water orbs rained down, the foxes activated their reflection ability.
But these orbs were nothing more than ordinary water. Reflected, they simply dissipated, lacking any real force.
The foxes were baffled. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go.
As the water orbs vanished, what they had concealed inside fell to the ground.
But these hidden objects weren’t spells—they were physical. The foxes couldn’t reflect them.
The objects smashed onto the foxes’ heads, releasing a foul stench upon impact.
These were Rotten Core fruits—a toxic fruit especially potent against Reflection Foxes.
The moment the foxes inhaled the scent of the shattered fruits, they foamed at the mouth, collapsing in weakness.
It was like a severe allergic reaction. Even the strongest foxes could barely stay standing.
And behind them was a charging demon beast army. The fallen foxes were trampled beneath the stampede.
The rest of the army hadn’t expected the foxes to drop so suddenly—their minds were fixed solely on the charge.
Though not all foxes were poisoned, over eighty percent were incapacitated.
With the Reflection Foxes neutralized, the humans’ true first wave of attacks was just now being unleashed.
This time, it wasn’t just water orbs.
"Blazing Fireball!"
"Sword Radiance!"
"Heavenly Thunderfall!"
A storm of spells rained upon the demon beast army.
The beasts retaliated with long-range attacks of their own.
The two sides exchanged volleys, but the demon beast army pressed forward relentlessly.
The Beast Lord’s expression darkened once more.
Why had the humans led with Rotten Core fruits?
How did they know about the Reflection Foxes? Their disguises had been flawless.
And even if they knew, how could they have procured so many Rotten Cores so quickly?
The Beast Lord couldn’t comprehend it.
It was as if the humans had foreseen their entire strategy. Had there been a traitor in their ranks?
He quickly dismissed the thought. He trusted his kin.
This could only mean one thing—the humans were masters of strategy, deducing the traits of his beasts and anticipating his every move.
Humans… truly formidable.
The Beast Lord handed command over to the Grand Priest. He needed to recover swiftly—he couldn’t let the humans dominate this battle.
The Grand Priest took charge, though the battle plan had been laid out long before the fighting began.
Still, neither of their surprise tactics had succeeded.
When it came to cunning, humans were indeed superior.
But the Grand Priest wasn’t disheartened. Once close combat began, the demon beast army’s true advantage would emerge.
At equal levels of cultivation, human physiques were no match for demon beasts.
The Grand Priest kept his focus on the battlefield. His abilities were better suited for command than the Beast Lord’s.
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】
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
