I don't know how much time passed.
Chen Feng was jolted awake by a violent tremor.
After he woke up,
he was surprised to find that his limbs were completely intact.
Furthermore, his entire body felt burning hot.
The originally milky-white Qilin scales had unexpectedly turned purple.
He also felt
an indescribably powerful force within his body.
His physical strength had clearly risen to another level.
Just as he was wondering what exactly had happened,
he noticed drops of purple blood continuously falling from above.
At this moment, Yin Hu's mouth was not fully closed.
Because its jaws were tearing into the flood dragon's body.
Through the gap in the corner of its mouth, Chen Feng could clearly see the scene outside.
Connecting this with the thick, sweet, and coppery taste in his throat,
he immediately understood why his body had undergone such a transformation.
"To think I actually got a taste of the flood dragon's precious blood."
"But the effects of dragon blood are truly formidable!"
At this time, system prompts continuously rang out in Chen Feng's mind.
Warning: It is forbidden to use any unauthorized methods to modify the maximum vitality limit!
All vitality must be obtained exclusively through the system!
...
The series of prompt sounds were like the chanting of sutras,
repeating endlessly.
Although his vitality cultivation could not increase,
his physical body was constantly being strengthened.
Chen Feng clenched his fist and punched a giant tooth next to him.
He could feel that his physical strength had multiplied several times over!
The effect of the dragon blood was simply terrifying.
Compared to Qilin blood, or even Yin Hu's blood, it was several times stronger.
Right after Chen Feng threw his punch,
Yin Hu's cursing immediately rang out.
"Why did you punch my tooth?!"
"Are you tired of living?!"
"Hurry up and help me sever the flood dragon's body!"
Chen Feng snapped back to reality, finally realizing
that they were still in a life-or-death crisis.
However, he was a bit curious.
With Yin Hu's jaws currently clamped down on the flood dragon's body, it shouldn't be able to speak at all.
So where did the voice in its mouth come from?
Could Yin Hu use ventriloquism?
He shook his head,
tossing aside this irrelevant question.
He immediately circulated his cultivation method, condensed his sword qi, and slashed at the flood dragon's body.
For a moment, sparks flew everywhere.
Yet, it was difficult to break through the flood dragon's scales.
As a result, Chen Feng slashed over a hundred times in a row, striking the exact same spot every time.
Yet that dragon scale didn't even have a single scratch.
"Is the gap really this huge?"
At this moment, Yin Hu was biting down on the flood dragon's body with a death grip.
The flood dragon was constantly resisting.
Yin Hu was also struggling to survive, determined to hold onto the flood dragon even to the death.
Miserable dragon roars echoed throughout the entire Great Xia.
Right now, people all over the world were nervously watching this scene.
Two colossal beasts were entangled in a life-and-death struggle.
This was far more thrilling than watching a movie.
Because the outcome between Yin Hu and the flood dragon
would determine the future of the world.
The flood dragon now felt a fatal threat to its life.
Although the eighth bolt of the Li Fire Divine Thunder wasn't enough to kill it,
it left it in agonizing pain.
If it were pinned down by Yin Hu and hit by the doubled power of the ninth heavenly tribulation lightning,
it would absolutely be severely injured.
At that point, its life would likely be in danger.
What terrified the flood dragon the most right now was that
Yin Hu had clamped its jaws tightly onto its midsection.
Those two protruding canine teeth had directly pierced its flesh.
It looked like it wanted to bite its body in half.
It just couldn't easily snap the dragon bone for the time being.
Its upper body was also pinned down by Yin Hu's front claws.
It forcefully twisted its neck,
taking a bite out of Yin Hu's front claw.
Wanting to break free from Yin Hu's control!
The grinding sound of bones and teeth immediately rang out.
The flood dragon also felt that
inside Yin Hu's mouth,
something was constantly attacking it.
Only the attack power was too weak.
It couldn't break its defenses at all.
But the next moment,
the flood dragon let out a miserable howl.
Because after Chen Feng realized he couldn't break the dragon scales,
he immediately changed his combat strategy.
He directly attacked the area Yin Hu had bitten open.
Suddenly, sharp zither music rang out from Yin Hu's mouth.
Waves of sonic sword qi traveled along Yin Hu's two massive canine teeth, frantically piercing into the flood dragon's wound.
Without the protection of the dragon scales,
the dragon flesh was instantly mangled by the sword qi, sending blood and gore flying.
The minced meat sliced off by the sword qi was instantly swallowed by Yin Hu.
The flood dragon was both shocked and enraged.
The fear and pain triggered its psychological trauma.
The scene from thousands of years ago when it was almost eaten
resurfaced once again.
If it hadn't severed its own tail to survive in time,
it would have been swallowed alive by Yin Hu on the spot.
Driven by extreme fear, the flood dragon's expression became increasingly ferocious.
With a loud crack,
blood and teeth splattered everywhere.
Ignoring its shattering teeth,
the flood dragon forcibly bit off Yin Hu's front claw.
After breaking free from the front claw pinning its body down,
the flood dragon directly flipped Yin Hu onto the ground.
However, the three-legged Yin Hu still clamped down on its body, showing no intention of letting go.
The flood dragon glanced at the sky.
The final lightning tribulation was about to take shape.
It roared madly:
"You want to kill me? Absolutely impossible!"
"I exhausted all my efforts and finally transformed from a snake into a dragon!"
"I absolutely refuse to die in your jaws!"
Because Yin Hu had fallen,
Chen Feng tumbled inside its mouth.
Through the gap in the mouth, he also saw the tragic state of affairs.
Yin Hu had been reduced to three legs.
One of its front claws was currently dangling from the flood dragon's mouth.
Chen Feng hurriedly adjusted his posture.
He continued slashing at the flood dragon's wound.
Allowing the flood dragon's flesh and blood to be continuously devoured by Yin Hu.
Chen Feng knew.
Victory or defeat hinged on this one move.
The lightning tribulation pressed down from above.
The thousand-mile thunderstorm seemed to descend along with the sky itself.
The oppressive aura of the ninth lightning tribulation
grew stronger and stronger.
The flood dragon's struggles also became increasingly fierce.
However, no matter how it struggled,
it could not shake off Yin Hu.
The opponent's jaws seemed embedded into its body.
The flood dragon was now pushed to the brink.
It could no longer afford to fear that gluttonous maw that devoured everything.
It opened its mouth and bit directly onto Yin Hu's head.
It burst one of Yin Hu's eyes on the spot.
Yet, Yin Hu remained unmoved.
Its other eye didn't even blink.
This sheer indifference and disregard for pain
made the flood dragon increasingly panicked.
"Roar!"
This dragon roar.
It was hard to tell if it was out of fear or anger.
The flood dragon ignored the shattering of its last few teeth.
It directly tore off half of Yin Hu's facial skin.
Exposing the pink bone underneath.
Then it realized Yin Hu was still completely unfazed.
Moreover, missing half its face, Yin Hu
immediately exposed Chen Feng inside its mouth.
The flood dragon completely broke down.
"How is he still alive?"
"Yin Hu didn't eat him at all?"
"From beginning to end, was this human just bait?"
At this moment, Chen Feng also felt a sudden burst of bright light.
He just couldn't help but shudder in his heart.
He saw with his own eyes the flesh on Yin Hu's cheek being torn off.
And then he saw the flood dragon's massive pupil staring at him from close range.
"Roar!"
The flood dragon looked up at the sky and let out a roar.
The sky was filled with blood-red electrical arcs surging through the clouds.
The ninth lightning tribulation was about to strike.
The flood dragon no longer had any will to fight.
It only wanted to escape.
To escape from Yin Hu's gluttonous jaws.
The massive body of the flood dragon twisted violently.
With a loud crack,
the dragon's spine snapped in half.
Yin Hu's two giant canine teeth.
And because of this, one snapped off.
This scene was just like that battle by the edge of the White Tiger Abyss thousands of years ago.
Exactly the same!
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.”
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?"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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...
