Su Yuanshan looked at Wei Tianjun.
He asked in confusion,
“Are you a half-demon too?”
He could sense a human presence from Wei Tianjun.
Yet he could also sense an aura that did not belong to any human.
Especially those blood-red eyes of Wei Tianjun’s.
No matter how he looked at them, they were anything but normal.
But none of that was particularly important.
What mattered most was that this man was incredibly powerful.
Especially that scorching aura around him.
It was sending the temperature throughout the Kunlun Mountains soaring wildly.
Wei Tianjun did not answer Su Yuanshan’s question.
Because at that moment, Wang Zun was facing his second lightning tribulation.
When he saw that Wang Zun intended to withstand the tribulation by force,
he immediately frowned.
“Someone capable of drawing down the Chaos Divine Lightning doesn’t even know how to face it.”
“It seems that humanity has already forgotten how to undergo tribulation.”
Thinking of how humanity’s martial fortune had been suppressed for ten thousand years,
he felt somewhat relieved.
With a flash, Wei Tianjun appeared before Wang Zun.
“The fact that you have cultivated Taiji to the point of triggering a Martial God Lightning Tribulation proves that your talent is exceptional!”
“But you do not understand the true meaning of the Chaos Lightning Tribulation.”
“The Great Dao is fifty; Heaven’s workings are forty-nine, while humanity escapes into the one!”
“The numbers ordained by Heaven are the shackles of fate one is born with.”
“You must seize that single variable in order to break through into the realm of the Heavenly Man!”
“This is humanity’s fate. The human body is destined to be unable to endure heavenly tribulation head-on like the demon race, defying Heaven itself!”
Wang Zun’s eyes widened as he looked at the man before him.
For some reason,
he seemed to see a trace of Wei Qianqiu in him.
Though he did not fully understand what Wei Tianjun had just said,
he grasped the general meaning.
When humans underwent tribulation, they could not simply force their way through it as demons did.
But he had only ever seen Yin Hu undergo tribulation.
He had never seen a human do so.
Yet at that moment, the third bolt of lightning descended once again.
Instinctively, Wang Zun wanted to unleash Taiji to counter the tribulation’s might.
But when he recalled Wei Tianjun’s words, he hesitated.
And in that instant of hesitation,
the lightning tribulation crashed down upon his head.
His flesh split open in an instant.
Black smoke rose from his entire body.
Wei Tianjun shook his head and said,
“The way of Heaven takes from the excessive and makes up for what is lacking!”
“The way of man takes from the lacking to serve the excessive!”
“You must now transform toward the way of Heaven. You can no longer confront heavenly tribulation by the way of man!”
“I have said all that needs to be said. If you cannot comprehend it, then you can only perish, body and soul!”
Wei Tianjun said no more.
He reappeared in front of Su Yuanshan.
Then he looked down at the countless corpses scattered across the ground.
Every body was riddled with holes and gave off a chilling frost.
There was no need to guess who had done this.
“Using the might of a Martial God to slaughter weak humans!”
“You are even worse than the demon race!”
As Wei Tianjun spoke, he glanced at Yin Hu.
Yin Hu immediately bristled.
“What are you looking at?”
“I’m the guardian deity of Great Xia now!”
“If it weren’t for me, Great Xia would still be feeding children to that flood dragon every month!”
Wei Tianjun said disdainfully,
“A half-demon of the Taotie bloodline—what right do you have to become Great Xia’s guardian deity?”
“The only divine beast Great Xia has ever recognized as its protector is the Qilin!”
As he said this,
his gaze shifted toward Chen Feng.
He could sense the aura of a Qilin from Chen Feng.
But it was mixed with the aura of a dragon essence.
This only intensified the killing intent in his heart.
In his eyes—
Chen Feng must have used some trick to seize the Qilin Blood.
Perhaps even the Dragon Essence.
And seeing how close Chen Feng was to Yin Hu...
He had already labeled Chen Feng as an accomplice of the great demon Yin Hu.
Yin Hu snapped angrily,
“Do you see that? This is your so-called War God of Daxia—without a shred of gratitude in him.”
“He’s exactly like that old bastard Gu Sanliang. Cut from the same cloth!”
“I’m done with this. You can fight on your own!”
With that, she turned and left.
Chen Feng hurriedly called after her.
“Yin Hu!”
But Yin Hu did not even look back.
He had never expected things to take such a sudden turn.
Nor could he understand who this man known as the War God of Daxia really was.
And it seemed that he knew Yin Hu as well.
They must have come from the same era.
Could he be one of the Martial Gods who had been revived alongside Su Yuanshan last time?
Watching Yin Hu leave, Su Yuanshan turned to Wei Tianjun and gave a cold sneer.
“I don’t care who you are!”
“Anyone who stands in my way today will die!”
Su Yuanshan spread his arms.
The Star-Sucking Art surged to its limit.
The earth below immediately began to tremble violently.
Countless rocks tore free from the ground and gathered around Su Yuanshan.
Under his control, the stones spun madly around him like a vortex.
At the same time, a chill gradually spread through them, freezing the rocks together.
Seeing Su Yuanshan make his move, Wei Tianjun circulated his true essence as well.
The power of the Vermilion Bird Blood, combined with the formidable strength of his Divine Corpse body, was instantly unleashed.
Crimson flames erupted directly from his body.
Even the air twisted under the terrifying heat.
Wei Tianjun struck first.
“Evil-Warding!”
With a single slash, his sword became a phantom as it cut straight toward Su Yuanshan.
At the same time, a trail of fire lingered behind him in the air, refusing to fade.
Su Yuanshan saw through his sword technique at a glance and could not help laughing mockingly.
“I thought you were some kind of expert!”
“So you practice the Evil-Warding Sword Technique!”
Su Yuanshan thrust out his palm.
The imprint of his Frost Palm crashed directly into Wei Tianjun’s sword shadow.
Scorching heat met freezing cold.
The air exploded in an instant.
A shockwave swept outward.
The next moment—
A deafening sword cry rang out.
Wei Tianjun raised his sword and blocked the massive block of ice that Su Yuanshan had suddenly hurled at him.
His right hand became a blur as he swung his blade.
In the span of an instant, he slashed hundreds of times.
The enormous frozen boulder thrown by the Star-Sucking Art was chopped into fragments.
Everywhere Wei Tianjun passed, streaks of fire remained suspended in the air for a long while.
But Su Yuanshan flicked his hand and drew the shattered stones back.
He used the Frost Palm again, freezing the fragments together once more.
Elsewhere, Chen Feng did not dare waste a moment.
He immediately charged toward Su Yuanshan’s subordinates.
People across the internet watching the surveillance livestream were completely stunned.
“Where did this expert come from? He can actually trade blows with Su Yuanshan!”
“There’s hope for us now! Though this guy doesn’t seem to get along with the Tiger God!”
“Those flames all over him are insanely cool!”
“What technique is he practicing? I want to learn it too!”
“That demon just said it was the Evil-Warding Sword Technique. Are you sure you want to learn that?”
...
Deep within the Kunlun Mountains, Yin Hu arrived before a towering mountain.
“As if dealing with Su Yuanshan alone wasn’t troublesome enough!”
“What the hell is going on these days? Even Wei Tianjun has come back to life!”
“Before long, the Gu brothers will be resurrected too. Life is really getting harder and harder.”
“My true friends... it’s time for you to return as well!”
Once again, she assumed her colossal form.
With a single bite, she crushed the small hill before her.
Beneath it, an Eight Trigrams formation was revealed.
“Let me guess who it’ll be?”
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.”
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
