"Demon-Slaying Sword Technique, Dawnbreaker Slash!"
Di Haoran struck without hesitation, unleashing a devastating sword beam straight toward the Beast Lord's direction. His intent was clear—to force the Beast Lord out and settle the battle once and for all.
Yet, it was not the Beast Lord who responded.
Instead, the Lion Heart King stepped forward. "Lion's Roar!"
A tremendous sonic wave erupted, dispersing Di Haoran's slash. The Lion Heart King's body radiated a golden brilliance as he surged forward, charging straight at Di Haoran.
The two clashed, their battle igniting the battlefield.
With Di Haoran's attack, the other Great Ascension cultivators also joined the fray. They believed the Beast Lord would eventually intervene.
By now, the battle had raged for an entire day, and with Jiang Ningshu's arrival, any further probing was unnecessary.
The demon beast elites rushed into combat, but they were vastly outnumbered in terms of Great Ascension experts, suffering heavy losses almost instantly.
One could say the turning point was all because of Jiang Ningshu.
Her appearance escalated the conflict to new heights.
The world trembled—mountains split, the earth cracked, and violent clashes erupted everywhere. The demon beast army was instantly overwhelmed.
Jiang Ningshu was undoubtedly the most formidable presence on the battlefield. A single swing of her sword slaughtered countless demon beasts.
She advanced relentlessly toward the Beast Lord, cutting down any beast in her path.
If the Beast Lord refused to face her? Then she would slaughter his entire army.
At that moment, Nangong Xiyun appeared beside her. "Where's Su Luo?"
"Can't you look for him yourself? We're in the middle of a battle."
"I was just asking." Nangong Xiyun had merely wanted to check in—it had been a while since she last saw him.
"Don’t tell me you can’t handle this thing, so you brought him along?" Jiang Ningshu pointed at the demon beast before them.
The Leopard Speed King had followed closely, his eyes wary as he observed Jiang Ningshu. The moment she pointed at him, his instincts screamed danger, and he instinctively retreated.
Nangong Xiyun was incensed—this was outright mockery.
"Don’t joke around. I’ll finish him off in no time."
Refusing to be belittled, Nangong Xiyun resumed her battle against the Leopard Speed King.
Jiang Ningshu pressed forward. Her target was singular—none of the others were worthy opponents.
The already struggling demon beast army now faced utter devastation.
The Grand Priest ceased his mental manipulations, pondering how to salvage the situation.
He hadn’t anticipated Jiang Ningshu’s arrival at this critical moment.
Against her, even he was powerless.
Then, the Beast Lord appeared.
"Beast Lord..." the Grand Priest murmured.
"I know. Leave her to me."
The Beast Lord had nearly fully recovered. Against an opponent like Jiang Ningshu, only he stood a chance.
If the Grand Priest faced her, he could only buy time—victory was impossible.
Seeing the Beast Lord, the Grand Priest felt a wave of relief.
Yes, with him here, they would not lose.
The Beast Lord soared through the air, landing before Jiang Ningshu.
The moment their auras clashed, an explosive shockwave erupted, sending nearby demon beasts flying before they could react.
The Beast Lord’s expression was solemn. "Demon Lord Jiang Ningshu."
He had heard of her reputation, and now, witnessing her power firsthand, he understood why.
But his confidence in himself was unshaken—he believed he would not lose.
"I am no longer the Demon Lord." Jiang Ningshu raised the Heavenly Demon Sword high.
The already chaotic surroundings grew even more turbulent.
An overwhelming surge of demonic energy erupted from her body, like a raging black tide.
The heavens darkened—winds howled, thunder roared, and the sky churned with storm clouds.
The Heavenly Demon Sword pulsed with terrifying energy, as if a demon god had descended upon the world.
The sword was an ancient relic of the Heavenly Demon Sect, its might beyond question.
But now, Jiang Ningshu’s own strength was equally formidable.
The Beast Lord’s expression shifted. Starting with full power right away?
Jiang Ningshu’s stance made it clear—she was preparing a devastating strike.
Wasn’t it customary to test the waters first?
If this was how she fought, so be it.
The Beast Lord remained silent, but his body suddenly expanded, muscles bulging as eerie, living patterns crawled across his skin.
These markings pulsed with sinister energy, as if woven from ancient curses and forbidden power.
They twisted and coiled like a grotesque tapestry of darkness.
"Heavenly Demon Blood Moon!" Jiang Ningshu swung her sword down.
"Demon God Sky Shatter!" The Beast Lord countered with a mighty punch.
Sword and fist collided.
For a brief moment, the world fell silent—then erupted once more.
The force of their clash surpassed every other battle on the battlefield.
Opening with ultimate techniques—was this how Transcendents fought?
The human cultivators wisely kept their distance. Getting caught in that storm would be fatal.
Fortunately, Jiang Ningshu had engaged the Beast Lord deep within the demon beast ranks. Had they fought near the North Heavenly Gate, the aftermath alone would have reduced it to rubble.
After the exchange, Jiang Ningshu and the Beast Lord vanished.
Not literally—they were still fighting, but their speed was beyond mortal perception.
Jiang Ningshu fought without restraint, holding nothing back.
She unleashed her demonic energy recklessly, as if she had an endless supply.
The Beast Lord was baffled. Wasn’t she supposed to be human? Why was she more savage than a demon beast?
No probing, no caution—just pure, unrelenting force.
Didn’t she fear losing?
As the pinnacle fighters of their respective races, the death of either would have catastrophic consequences.
Shouldn’t she be more cautious?
Unless… she was certain of victory?
The thought enraged the Beast Lord. Did she look down on him?
Fine. If she wanted brutality, he would match her.
In a contest of savagery, he would not lose.
Jiang Ningshu, however, wasn’t overthinking it.
With Su Luo as her safety net, she fought without hesitation.
Win or lose—it didn’t matter. She had no psychological burden.
The other Great Ascension experts wanted to assist her, but the sheer ferocity of the battle kept them at bay.
They feared being caught in the crossfire.
They would have to wait until Jiang Ningshu and the Beast Lord exhausted themselves before joining.
Jiang Ningshu disengaged, preparing another ultimate technique.
The Beast Lord didn’t interrupt—instead, he gathered his own power.
In raw strength, he refused to be outmatched by a human.
Jiang Ningshu could have fought with finesse, but overwhelming force was her preference.
Even if she couldn’t overpower the Beast Lord, she would still clash head-on.
With Su Luo backing her, she abandoned all caution.
"Heavenly Demon’s Judgment!"
The Beast Lord roared. "Demon God’s Axe!"
This time, Jiang Ningshu gained the slightest edge.
The Beast Lord refused to accept it, gathering power once more.
But Jiang Ningshu was already preparing her next strike before the last had even ended—faster than the Beast Lord could react.
Staring at her, the Beast Lord was at a loss for words.
Just what kind of human was this? She was even more reckless than him!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
