Yang Honghui was currently patrolling the Kunlun border with his team, searching for any intruders.
Suddenly, his phone rang. Seeing it was a call from the vice president of his own association, he answered immediately.
“President, something serious has happened!”
“The head of the War God Martial Arts Hall and three instructors have been killed.”
Yang Honghui frowned.
He was feeling quite agitated at the moment.
According to the data from the recently captured intruders, this invasion of Kunlun Mountain was on an unprecedented scale.
The number of invaders far exceeded any historical records—several times over.
So far, over ten thousand had been captured, yet no useful intelligence had been obtained.
Hearing the call now, he was somewhat displeased.
“If they’re dead, they’re dead. What good does telling me do? Get to investigating immediately!”
The vice president continued, “No need to investigate. It was the Swallow Heaven Club.”
“All four were drained completely of their essence!”
“Moreover, before they were killed, they had been to Chen Feng’s house.”
Swallow Heaven Club!
Yang Honghui was stunned for a moment.
“Could it be that the Swallow Heaven Club is avenging Chen Feng?”
Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei were once again brought to the Martial Arts Guild.
Upon learning of Xiang Jingpeng’s death, both were deeply shocked.
A staff member from the guild asked, “Xiang Jingpeng was accompanied by a woman at the time. Do either of you recall who she might be?”
Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei had no recollection whatsoever.
Even after watching the surveillance footage, nothing registered.
The door wasn’t fully opened then, and they hadn’t paid attention to who Xiang Jingpeng had brought along.
After asking at length, no useful information was uncovered.
They had no choice but to let Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei return home.
Meanwhile, deep within Kunlun Mountain.
Chen Feng was fleeing while carefully choosing the right moments to ambush the more reckless invaders.
He plundered their vitality to sustain his own endurance.
Fighting and escaping simultaneously.
This made the pursuing invaders feel as if they were being toyed with.
It had to be said, although the invaders were numerous, their cultivation levels were far too low.
Their techniques were riddled with flaws.
Despite possessing the vitality of top-tier warriors, they were unable to unleash their true power.
They were no match for the hundred-strong force previously led by Wei Xu.
After chasing for a long time, many of the invaders began to fall behind.
Some even admitted, “Let’s give up.”
“This guy is fast and cunning; we can’t catch him.”
“Besides, his cultivation method is strange. We’ve already lost several men.”
Others agreed.
More and more gave up the pursuit.
Eventually, all stopped chasing.
Because besides Chen Feng, they had many other targets.
They couldn’t afford to waste time here.
Watching the invaders cease their pursuit, Chen Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“This is exhausting.”
His vitality was now full.
But his spirit was somewhat drained.
First, he was hunted by Wei Xu.
Then chased by these invaders.
He hadn’t had a moment’s rest.
Chen Feng immediately found a towering tree.
He climbed onto a sturdy branch in the canopy.
Opened his backpack.
Pulled out an energy drink and compressed biscuits to fill his stomach and replenish some energy.
Then he fell asleep right there in the tree.
He slept until the next night.
Upon waking, Chen Feng felt refreshed and clear-headed.
His spirit was fully restored.
Looking up at the sky, the night was cloudless, with a bright full moon.
The entire forest was bathed in a silvery-gray glow.
At that moment, Chen Feng suddenly heard a faint noise coming from a distance.
Listening carefully for a while, it sounded like the clash of blood-energy techniques in a fight.
Here in Kunlun Mountain, there are usually only two reasons for a fight to break out.
One is someone involved in murderous treasure-hunting schemes.
The other is an encounter with invaders.
Chen Feng didn’t want to dwell on the details.
He decided to stealthily approach and take a look.
If it was a fellow countryman in trouble, maybe he could lend a hand.
However, after running just a few hundred meters, the sounds of fighting abruptly ceased.
Continuing on for several hundred more meters,
Chen Feng caught a strong, pungent scent of blood.
Following the trail, he soon saw several bodies lying on the ground.
Among them were five Great Xia men, and two bodies belonged to foreign invaders.
The scene was clear.
The Great Xia forces had been ambushed by invaders.
And it was their own people who had suffered losses.
Chen Feng frowned.
“Those damned bastards!”
Suddenly, a loud roar came from a distance:
“Someone’s here!”
Judging by the voice, it was clearly not a Great Xia native.
Chen Feng hurried over.
He saw a young man wearing glasses, clutching his severed arm, looking terrified as he was surrounded by ten foreign invaders.
“That kid sure can run!”
“Better keep him alive—maybe we can interrogate him for some martial arts secrets.”
“When I catch him, I’ll make sure to torture him properly.”
“Didn’t expect to lose two teammates already. These damn Great Xia men are really troublesome.”
The ten foreign invaders slowly closed in on the young man.
Chen Feng no longer hesitated. His legs unleashed the Heavenly Remnant Kick, the ground beneath him cracking loudly.
In an instant, he launched himself forward.
The ten invaders were startled.
They all turned toward the source of the sound.
The one closest to Chen Feng caught sight of a massive palm shadow, entwined with several Eastern golden dragons, slamming toward his head.
Panicked, he hastily raised his curved blade to block.
But in the next moment, the blade wasn’t enveloped in blood-energy due to the hasty defense,
and was shattered by Chen Feng’s palm strike.
He spat out several mouthfuls of blood and was sent flying backward.
Immediately, the sound of Buddhist chants filled the air, golden dragons swirling.
Chen Feng unleashed nine consecutive palm strikes, forcing the other nine to retreat.
At the same time, he kicked toward another invader nearby.
Heavenly Remnant Kick!
Merciless as the heavens and earth!
That man thought, “We’re all top-tier warriors here. Who’s afraid of whom?”
He charged head-on, throwing a punch at Chen Feng.
Meteor Fist!
He unleashed dozens of afterimages of his fists in an instant.
This was the confidence that allowed him to fight Chen Feng head-on.
His Xuan-tier technique, Meteor Fist, had long reached the third realm of martial arts, showing some mastery.
Among opponents of the same rank on the Southern Continent, he was rarely matched.
But the next moment, facing the Heavenly Remnant Kick at the Tianren Unity realm, the sound of bones breaking rang out clearly from his fist.
“Ah!”
He screamed in pain.
From his fist to his arm, every bone was shattered.
At the same time, the other eight rushed in again.
Chen Feng quickly turned, unleashing both palms together—Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms fused with the Buddha’s Palm—clashing fiercely against the eight attackers.
The collision of blood-energy erupted with a tremendous explosion.
The eight took a step back.
Chen Feng, however, staggered back a dozen steps.
Finally, he couldn’t hold back a bitter taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
“I was still too arrogant.”
“To go head-to-head with eight top warriors at my advanced martial artist level was indeed too much.”
At this moment, he didn’t yet realize—
The eight opponents were just as shocked as he was.
"How is this guy so strong?!"
"We're all top-tier martial artists—how can there be such a huge gap?"
"Didn't they say that everyone who enters Kunlun Mountain has a maximum vitality of 1000?"
"Could it be that we've run into those old timers from Great Xia who are nearing their limits?"
"Are you blind? That guy is even younger than your son."
...
The young man with the severed arm beside him was also stunned by Chen Feng's strength.
Moreover, he felt that Chen Feng looked very familiar.
As if he had seen him somewhere before.
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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...
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?"
