Following Lin Xuan's lead, more cultivators flew out from the Northern Heavenly Gate to engage the beast tide.
Techniques of all kinds and methods of every variety were unleashed.
Against the monstrous horde, there was no need for mercy.
Yet the battle felt far from satisfying.
Bloodline detonation—whether self-triggered or activated upon death—was their curse.
The beast tide fought with grim resolve, exploding without hesitation when the time came.
Even after slaying a beast, cultivators had to brace for its final blast.
This forced them to carefully control their power, ensuring they could retreat to a safe distance before delivering the killing blow.
Alternatively, they could strike with enough force to both slay the beast and fling its corpse away.
For the average cultivator, this was no easy feat—most lacked the experience.
Many ended up caught in the explosions, and even those who dodged in time found the fight exhausting.
How much simpler it would be to swing their swords mindlessly! Now they had to calculate every move—what a nuisance.
Some could tank the blasts with sheer physical resilience, but this played right into the beast tide's hands.
As for turning the beasts' explosions against their own kind, that required precise timing and power.
The monsters weren’t fools—the moment they sensed an attempt to hurl them, they’d detonate instantly.
The battlefield had devolved into chaos, with the frontlines a tangled mess of humans and beasts, making such tactics near impossible.
After the initial clash, everyone below the Void Refinement realm joined the fray.
Void Refinement experts tried striking the beast tide’s rear to trigger explosions there, but the moment they acted, the horde’s elites intercepted them, locking them in fierce duels.
No more openings would be given.
Though the humans had gained an early advantage, the true brutality of the battle was only beginning.
Casualties quickly mounted on the human side, their numbers steadily thinning.
Against the sheer size of the beast tide, even the best preparations couldn’t prevent losses.
The Grand Priest watched with satisfaction.
Close combat was their forte—even if it meant attrition, they’d whittle down the Northern Heavenly Gate’s forces.
Numbers favored the beasts; nearly all of the Untamed Wilds had answered the call, weak and strong alike.
The human side, though mostly at the Foundation Establishment level or above, was outmatched.
There was no helping it—the Northern Heavenly Gate could only hold so many.
What use were ordinary folk? To slide into the beasts’ jaws and hope they’d get too full to fight?
They couldn’t even serve as cannon fodder—just dead weight.
If the humans tried to win through numbers alone, it’d mean the Northern Heavenly Gate had already fallen.
The Grand Priest took a moment to rest. Now, it was up to the humans to deal with the endless tide.
Di Haoran and the other Mahayana cultivators longed to confront the Beast Lord, but the horde’s elites barred their path.
They knew slaughtering these beasts would drain them—and if the Grand Priest and Beast Lord hadn’t even moved yet, who would face those two if they were spent?
Worse, the Beast Lord and Grand Priest lurked at the very rear of the battlefield. If Di Haoran ventured there, no backup would reach him.
Getting trapped would be disastrous.
Di Haoran refused to risk distractions during his duel with the Beast Lord.
It couldn’t be helped—the Beast Lord was at the Tribulation Phase. Di Haoran had prepared five Mahayana experts, himself included, to face him.
All five had to be at their peak.
In the end, Di Haoran and the others held back, biding their time.
The human side would wait for the beast tide’s Mahayana elites to show themselves before deploying their own, keeping the rest in reserve.
The Grand Priest, however, was in no hurry. He waited for the Beast Lord to recover fully before they’d strike together.
For now, the beasts would grind the humans down.
Lin Xuan, though a Mahayana cultivator, couldn’t resist joining the fray. He thirsted for battle against powerful beasts.
Yet none came for him.
So he fought on, believing that if he shone brightly enough, the horde’s elites would take notice.
And they did.
His crowd-clearing prowess was unmatched—his wide-range, devastating attacks carved a path straight into the heart of the beast tide.
Arrogant. Reckless.
It was like watching a one-man slaughter, as if he feared no retreat.
But Lin Xuan was confident. Even if cornered, he could withdraw to the Northern Heavenly Gate.
From the gate, Elder Yan watched with pride.
Now restored to a physical body—forged by Lin Xuan from rare treasures—and his cultivation regained at Mahayana Perfection, he marveled at how far his protégé had come.
“After all these trials…” Elder Yan murmured, itching to join the fight.
But he couldn’t. He was one of the five chosen to face the Beast Lord.
The beast tide, however, wouldn’t let Lin Xuan run wild.
The Leopard Speed King soon confronted him. A Mahayana expert was needed to match Lin Xuan’s strength.
And this was no ordinary Mahayana—this was a former Beast Lord, now at Mahayana Perfection.
Such an insolent human deserved a brutal lesson.
The Leopard Speed King bared his fangs in a savage grin, his killing intent unrestrained.
He didn’t underestimate his foe.
Lin Xuan tensed but didn’t falter. His comprehension of the immortal’s legacy had deepened.
Fighting above his level? No issue.
Even this gap wouldn’t break him.
In an instant, they exchanged a hundred blows.
The Leopard Speed King’s grin stiffened.
He’d gone all out from the first strike, expecting to crush Lin Xuan instantly.
Yet here the human stood—unbroken. A disgrace.
Worse, Lin Xuan’s combat genius let him exploit their clash’s shockwaves to annihilate nearby beasts.
This blatant multitasking was nothing short of contempt.
Enraged, the Leopard Speed King intensified his assault.
But another struck first.
A devastating force slammed into Lin Xuan.
He strained to resist, but it was futile—the impact hurled him backward like a ragdoll.
He crashed into the Northern Heavenly Gate’s wall, embedded deep in the stone.
Only then did the force relent.
Blood gushed from Lin Xuan’s mouth as his vision blurred.
The Beast Lord had intervened.
That human’s arrogance had irked him.
Yet to his surprise, Lin Xuan still breathed. A mere Mahayana surviving his blow? Interesting.
“Lin Xuan!”
Elder Yan rushed out, prying him from the wall and carrying him back.
The injuries were grave but treatable.
“A lesson in humility,” Elder Yan mused as he worked. “Glory has its price.”
“Elder Yan… embarrassing,” Lin Xuan coughed. “I barely lasted.”
“Nonsense. Surviving the Beast Lord’s strike is no small feat.”
“I’ll recover fast. This isn’t over.”
Undaunted, Lin Xuan’s resolve burned brighter than ever.
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
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)
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.
