"I wonder if the Zhang family can withstand the Devouring Heaven Club after you die."
The old woman, feeling her life force draining away, clutched Zhang Bowen's arm tightly.
Simultaneously, the attacks from the other two also slammed into Zhang Bowen's body.
Having suffered multiple blows,
the Three Powers Unity was finally shattered.
Zhang Bowen instantly suffered a backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Yet, he still wore a beaming smile.
"Only three of you left. Now you're in big trouble."
At that moment, the Martial Saint from the Ye family rushed over once again.
Without any courtesy, Zhang Bowen pointed a finger at Li Kong once more, unleashing the Six Meridian Divine Sword.
This time, Li Kong shouted loudly:
"Don't mind me! Seize this chance and kill Zhang Bowen now!"
The Martial Saint from the Ye family couldn't help but sigh, saying,
"Let's retreat!"
The Martial Saints from the Liu and Li families silently nodded in agreement.
They knew that with just the three of them, killing Zhang Bowen was impossible.
Earlier, even with eleven people joining forces, they hadn't managed to seize the opportunity to finish him off.
Now, with the others pinned down and only the three of them left, their chances of killing Zhang Bowen were even slimmer.
Instead, they risked being killed by him.
Without a second thought, the three immediately fled towards the direction of the Sacred Capital.
Li Kong's chest was pierced straight through by Zhang Bowen's Six Meridian Divine Sword.
He watched the fleeing three with disbelief, instantly plunged into despair.
Among those who escaped was even the patriarch of his own Li family.
He understood why the three had done this.
He just couldn't accept it.
"We have lost to Zhang Bowen once again!"
Looking at the remaining Liu Shen and Wei Xingchen still fighting,
Li Kong knew these two were doomed.
Zhang Bowen did not pursue the fleeing three. Instead, he turned and shot a Six Meridian Divine Sword at Liu Shen.
Instantly piercing straight through the abdomen of Liu Shen, who was engaged in battle with Feng Tengyuan.
"Liu Shen, you have failed again."
Zhang Bowen smiled slightly, flashed, and appeared beside Mi Chuan.
"Give me the sword."
Mi Chuan handed the sword back to Zhang Bowen without hesitation.
"Oh my god! You're finally here!"
"I really couldn't hold on any longer."
Mi Chuan was covered in blood, his face as pale as paper.
It was clear how perilous the recent battle had been for him.
Mi Chuan also drew his own sword, blocking Wei Xingchen's escape route.
Zhang Bowen looked at Wei Xingchen with a chuckle and said,
"The Wei family has lost two Martial Saints this time. I wonder how Wei Qianqiu will react."
Wei Xingchen gave a cold laugh.
A soft, delicate, and charming voice emerged.
"The Patriarch has long seen through life, death, and parting. Otherwise, you wouldn't have dared to show your face in the Sacred Capital all this time."
Zhang Bowen laughed heartily.
"The first time I went to the Sacred Capital, Wei Qianqiu nearly captured me and turned me into a human stick."
"It's been almost three hundred years since we last met. I hope never to see him again."
As he spoke, the three of them attacked simultaneously.
Knowing he was no match for Zhang Bowen, Wei Xingchen desperately lunged at Mi Chuan with his final effort.
But Mi Chuan was prepared and retreated without engaging.
"Hehe! I knew you'd go for the easy target!"
Zhang Bowen shot out several beams of the Six Meridian Divine Sword.
The Sword-breaking Technique of the Lone Nine Swords was executed at the same time.
Wei Xingchen's Seventy-two Paths of the Evil-Subduing Swordplay was instantly broken.
His body was also pierced by a beam of the Six Meridian Divine Sword.
Most of the steel needles he shot were blocked.
The few that hit failed to kill Mi Chuan.
"My heavens!"
"That was way too close!"
Mi Chuan hadn't expected Wei Xingchen to completely forsake defense against Zhang Bowen in the end, focusing all his efforts on him.
Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a finger-long steel needle from his face.
He gasped in fright, sucking in a cold breath.
On the other side, Liu Shen was also killed by Feng Tengyun.
Li Kong lay in the ruins, blood continuously bubbling from his chest.
He could only watch Zhang Bowen and the other two with unwilling eyes.
Just before his final breath,
he saw a familiar figure rushing towards them.
As soon as Wang Zun ended his battle with Su Canghai, he hurried over immediately.
Seeing the scene, he couldn't help but feel a chill of fear.
He knew he was too late!
Wang Zun looked puzzledly at Feng Tengyun standing beside Zhang Bowen and asked,
"What is going on here!"
Feng Tengyun, composed, looked at Wang Zun and said,
"As you can see!"
"The mission to kill Zhang Bowen has failed."
Wang Zun frowned.
"I'm asking you why you are standing together with Zhang Bowen."
Feng Tengyun, still unperturbed, replied,
"The answer is simple."
"The Dark Department's Administrator cannot give me what I want."
"But Zhang Bowen can."
Zhang Bowen, standing nearby, also said with a chuckle,
"I knew Su Canghai might not be your match."
"But it seems your Tai Chi Fist still hasn't reached the perfect state of Harmony between Heaven and Man."
"Otherwise, you wouldn't have arrived so late."
As he spoke, the three of them had already surrounded Wang Zun.
Wang Zun immediately activated his Martial Arts Domain.
The three also launched their attacks instantly.
In just one exchange,
Wang Zun, who had only recently recovered from his injuries, was severely wounded once again.
Mi Chuan, spitting out a mouthful of blood nearby, said,
"I can't go on. You two fight."
"I'll cover you from the side."
"Old Zhang, do you have a Vermilion Fruit for me?"
Zhang Bowen said with a laugh,
"I do have some, but I don't plan on giving you one."
"I might need it myself later."
Just as he was speaking,
Wang Zun finally suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, once again causing his Tai Chi Domain to expand, manifesting the Eight Trigrams.
Zhang Bowen, who was about to attack again, suddenly halted.
Indestructible Vajra Body!
Innate Protective Aura!
Instantly, his whole body shone with golden light, and a thin layer of protective aura appeared.
However, the Innate Protective Aura was shattered the moment it manifested.
Feng Tengyun nearby retreated immediately.
He withdrew a full hundred meters in one go.
For the first time, he couldn't help but show a change in expression, his face revealing shock.
"How can Wang Zun be this strong!"
Zhang Bowen hurriedly executed the Three Powers Unity.
But just as he unleashed the Frosty Fist, a dull thud sounded on his body.
He looked down.
On his golden, gleaming chest, there was a fist imprint.
About three inches deep, it had already dented his ribs.
Thud!
Zhang Bowen's face suddenly jerked to one side.
Several teeth flew out.
Before he could even react,
a barrage of attacks fell like rain.
Zhang Bowen strained to maintain the operation of the Indestructible Vajra Body.
Fist imprints were punched one after another into his bronze-like body.
Mi Chuan and Feng Tengyun watching from the side felt a chill run down their spines.
Because in their eyes, Wang Zun hadn't moved at all.
He had merely assumed a punching stance.
"What's happening?"
"Am I seeing things?"
Mi Chuan asked, utterly confused.
Feng Tengyun remained silent, just staring intently at Wang Zun.
After a long while, he immediately said,
"Attack together!"
"Dealing with three people at once will slow his speed by twofold."
Mi Chuan reluctantly swung his sword forward.
"Vajra Subduing Demons Sword!"
The sword technique's power was mediocre.
But he shouted it out very loudly.
Feng Tengyuan also struck out with a Melting Bone Soft Palm.
In an instant,
Mi Chuan's sword technique and Feng Tengyun's palm strike were simultaneously broken.
However, Zhang Bowen finally gained a moment to catch his breath.
He activated the Three Powers Unity.
Speaking with slurred speech, he said,
"If you don't step in now, I might just get beaten to death!"

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"

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?"

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”