There was a brilliant and golden light in Chen Xia’s eyes. A prompt appeared in his mind.
【True Dragon's Qi】
What was behind him now was a thousand-zhang true dragon lying on the ground!
The huge, overbearing hand pressed down, paired with the howling thunder tribulation, it brought a terrifying sense of apocalypse!
Chen Xia tore off the ragged cuff of his worn shirt and casually threw it on the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked up at the giant hand again.
If that hand was the sky, then he was just an ant crawling under its shadow, not even worth mentioning.
But was he really not worth mentioning?
Chen Xia's mouth curled into a confident smile. Even if the hand was really the sky...
He would still ride the yellow dragon to behead the heavens!
Violent gusts of air rolled down, exploded houses, depressed the water's surface. Within a hundred miles, rivers and lakes churned, birds fell from the sky.
Chen Xia took the first step, standing firm amidst the turbulent flow.
The thousand-zhang true dragon let out a high-pitched dragon roar, hovering over Chen Xia's back, already becoming his grand imagery!
High up in the sky.
Several powerful divine beings frowned in increasing bewilderment, speaking in slightly surprised tones.
"What's going on, how did he even summon an ancient remnant dragon?"
"What is this kid's background, whose reincarnation is he?"
"Doesn't seem like it, but it's too bizarre, I've never heard of any cultivator able to summon an ancient true dragon, even the real dragons in the Immortal Realm are scarce, all being raised by the old ancestral dragons in the Dragon Abyss."
The powerful beings were at a loss, but then gave up on figuring it out. After all, with so many matters across the myriad worlds, it was inevitable that some would confound even the sages.
The most nervous ones now were still Chen Xia and the giant hand in their struggle.
With the grand imagery of the thousand-zhang true dragon, Chen Xia stubbornly held off the giant hand. The two colliding forces distorted and crushed the void space, exposing the obscure darkness within.
The giant hand could not press down, the true dragon could not lift its head.
The two were deadlocked.
Chen Xia gritted his teeth, his hands like the dragon's head, desperately holding off the pressure of the giant hand. His whole body's blood and qi surged, strength fully expelled, even the corners of his mouth started to bleed.
So he proposed an immature suggestion.
"How about we each take a step back? You go back first and come again in another two hundred years. By then I will definitely treat you well."
This suggestion was probably really immature.
So much that the giant hand did not respond, but instead pressed down with even more force. Just this added force alone fractured the earth within tens of miles, spreading spiderweb-like cracks.
Chen Xia at the forefront naturally struggled even more, coughing out a large mouthful of blood. Staring at the giant hand before him, he also grew angry.
If you don't agree then don't agree, why suddenly add force?
You really take me for a soft persimmon to squeeze
Chen Xia gritted his teeth, his eyes bursting out with intense brilliant golden light. The golden light quickly spread, rushing toward his body.
In just a moment, he had become a golden arhat, riding the thousand-zhang yellow dragon, frantically charging toward the giant hand.
The giant hand started gushing blood, large and small wounds appearing on it. The terrifying pressure along with the blood loss weakened, as if it had lost its vitality.
Chen Xia grabbed the edge of the giant hand's fingernail with one hand, and fiercely tore out a thousands-of-miles long strip of flesh, yelling arrogantly,
"I'll carve barbs into your fingers!"
The scattered blood in the sky had yet to fall to the ground before being evaporated and dissolved amidst the terrifying aura of their battle, fusing into the heavens and earth.
The giant hand also seemed angry, no longer pressing down, but choosing to directly clap both hands together to thoroughly crush Chen Xia in its palm!
Chen Xia did not evade either, and just frantically charged toward the giant hand, wanting to dye the azure sky with the giant hand's blood!
From the distant sky, an arrogant and cold voice rang out.
"An ant dares to make trouble in my palm. I will use my palm to form the great Dao, destroying your soul and body, dispersing heaven and earth, without entering reincarnation!"
The several powerful beings in the sky were shocked, immediately speaking out.
"The presence of an Ascending Emperor!"
"Why has an Ascending Emperor from another plane come to harvest this little world's fortune?"
"Could it be he wants to raise this little world, reaping for thousands of years, eventually congealing it into a Dao treasure!"
The powerful beings guessed ceaselessly, but none of them dared to make a move now, afraid of the implications.
Let alone the hundred thousand year Yuan Ying Tribulation still brewing in the sky, just this Ascending Emperor's status was not someone they could casually provoke.
And if they went, under the suppression of this little world's current violent world will, their cultivation bases would at most reach the Golden Core peak.
In summary, they would be of little use, so they might as well remain observant.
To live or die, it was all up to this brat himself.
The hardness of one's fate, the ruthlessness of the great Dao's struggle, had always been so cruel and merciless, with no one to speak reason to you.
Was Chen Xia's fate hard?
If you asked him, he would certainly nod.
Because his luck had always been good, the fortune points he added weren't wasted.
He gritted his teeth, having already ignited his true samadhi flames. Right now he would show no mercy against this giant hand, directly charging and killing each finger.
The heavens quaked violently, the great Dao trembled, the entire little world shook from this battle.
Chen Xia fought more fiercely the more he fought. The seven-colored Golden Core in his body glimmered radiantly. He had not formed his Primordial Spirit, but his Golden Core lit up with another bright ray of light.
A golden light!
His Golden Core now had two distinct colors, bright white and golden yellow!
The bright white was the great Dao of time, the golden yellow was the true dragon's imagery.
He had fought until his whole body was bathed in blood, forcibly snapping off several dozens of miles of the small finger, beating the mountain-sized fingers into a bloody rain dispersing amidst heaven and earth.
The heavens and earth soaked by the bloody rain began emanating billowing spiritual qi, all things flourishing.
Chen Xia's own injuries were also heavy, his whole body's blood and qi churning, blood frequently flowing in reverse out of the corners of his mouth.
But when you see red, you won't care about your own injuries. Chen Xia now only had one thought.
To completely crush this giant hand into pieces!
The giant hand was also enraged, igniting its blood and qi power, wanting to completely crush this ant Chen Xia!
Mountains collapsed across the land, seas flooded and poured.
Countless bloody rain fell toward the mortal realm, turning into billowing spiritual qi permeating heaven and earth.
The common people blankly looked up at the sky, watching as the shadow covering their heads grew smaller and smaller until completely disappearing.
Yet the bloody rain still continued falling.
Chen Xia stood alone amidst heaven and earth, continuously panting. His whole body was drenched in blood, his strength completely depleted, his whole hand trembling.
In the sky, the eternal eyes that had silently watched the entire battle finally moved, gazing at Chen Xia without any other actions.
But the sky full of thunderclouds started howling, mountain-sized celestial thunder flashed, carrying killing intent as they prepared to crash down!
Chen Xia panted weakly, powerlessly looking at the dark clouds filling the sky. He made one final decision.
He added the fortune points he had just obtained into his luck stat.
Luck: ●●●●●●●●●●
He was going to start gambling with his life now.
Chen Xia stood straight, facing the celestial thunder in the sky with a calm expression, revealing one last smile.
The winds of fortune would blow from behind him.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
