Chen Xia's reputation grew increasingly prominent across the entire frontline of All Heavens.
He was the only Great Saint who could be mentioned in the same breath as the Great Emperors.
When people spoke of him, they used the same tone as when discussing Great Emperors, sometimes even more reverently.
This was because Chen Xia's battle achievements were simply too shocking.
He had slain countless Saints, killed one Great Emperor, and severely wounded several others.
It was said that recently, he had even confronted the entire Dark Invasion, striking down three Great Emperors with a single sword strike before making a clean escape.
Such a hero commanded respect even from ordinary Great Emperors, who would respectfully address him as Saint Chen, let alone other Saints.
Chen Xia had single-handedly pushed the upper limits of what a Great Saint could achieve.
The Great Emperors' evaluation of Chen Xia was direct and concise.
"One of a kind."
Chen Xia had become the iconic figure of the left battlefront - he could fight on the frontlines, help with logistics by refining medicines when needed, and even ride horses in his spare time. He had truly captured the hearts of all cultivators.
When Chen Xia was present, the atmosphere always felt lighter.
However, the number of cultivators on the frontline was dwindling, with many dead or wounded.
Some Saints suffered injuries that caused their cultivation to regress, cutting off their future path of cultivation. Unable to fight anymore, some returned to their home star regions, while others switched to logistics work.
As for the dead cultivators, there were too many to count. Chen Xia only knew that numerous wandering souls now floated beneath the city walls at the frontline.
These wandering souls were extremely fragile and couldn't be actively salvaged, or they would shatter.
Chen Xia often sat on the city walls, watching the wandering souls drift below.
These were all the remnant consciousness of deceased cultivators, their lingering attachments still clinging to the city walls, unwilling to depart, becoming masterless wandering souls.
Emperor Tianhe told Chen Xia not to think too much about it, saying that these wandering souls might naturally disappear after a few thousand years.
Of course, there might also be more of them, possibly including himself one day.
Emperor Tianhe said this with an expressionless face, as if he had long anticipated his own death.
Chen Xia shook his head and sighed, "You're just spreading negativity."
In the days that followed.
A figure in blue robes appeared on the city walls, holding a fishing rod - not to catch fish, but to fish for the wandering souls below.
If the souls voluntarily took the bait, it wouldn't count as forced salvage, and they could safely ascend the city walls.
Perhaps later, these souls could even be sent back to their respective star regions, allowing them to return to their homeland.
Chen Xia's intentions were good, but no soul ever took the bait.
This continued until a new batch of cultivators arrived at the left battlefront. These cultivators were notably weaker in combat power, with only three Great Saints among them, though there were more at the Peak of Heaven Mending Realm.
Chen Xia stood beside Emperor Tianhe, holding his fishing rod, and asked with a shake of his head.
"Is it really useful to send these cultivators to sacrifice their lives on the frontline?"
It wasn't that he was soft-hearted, but what could those at the Peak of Heaven Mending Realm actually do except get killed by the dark remnants with a single strike?
Emperor Tianhe spoke softly to Chen Xia with a calm expression.
"Haven't you figured it out yet? These cultivators are actually here to die. The Great Emperors were already displeased when you let those Saints escape last time."
Chen Xia furrowed his brows, thinking carefully until he understood.
The Way of Heaven's reckoning was actually targeting cultivators - only by continuously sending cultivators to their deaths could they resist the reckoning.
In other words, cultivators at the Peak of Heaven Mending Realm came here seeking death.
Chen Xia lowered his head, saying nothing as he turned and left.
He knew that wars required sacrifices of lives, but he hadn't expected it to be so direct.
He also knew this wasn't good, but it was necessary, so he could only remain silent. He returned alone to the city walls, watched the wandering souls, shook his head, and continued fishing.
The new cultivators quickly integrated into the left battlefront and heard about Saint Chen, who often sat fishing on the city walls.
Their first reaction to Saint Chen's reputation was disbelief - how could any Great Saint be so formidable?
After interacting with him, they found Saint Chen to be approachable, unlike other Great Emperors who remained aloof. He would chat with them endlessly.
Though he sometimes made shocking statements, like threatening to slap Great Emperors to see if they would still act crazy, he was generally well-liked.
Besides his combat prowess, he was also extremely skilled at medicine refinement. Even Great Emperors would respectfully request his services.
The medicine refiners in the logistics department regarded Saint Chen as a deity, each carrying a wok ladle to show off their skills at crucial moments.
Chen Xia had become a legendary figure on the left battlefront, and his silhouette fishing on the city walls had become an unchanging sight for hundreds of years.
Until the battles began again.
The new cultivators witnessed the dark remnants emerging in full force - these enemies were also Saints and Great Saints, even including Great Emperors.
They came with murderous intent, like crazed beasts, charging toward the city walls formed by dozens of star regions.
The new cultivators, participating in battle for the first time, had never seen such a scene. Unable to cope, they suffered heavy casualties even when fighting opponents of the same level.
Blood drifted before the city walls as the Great Emperors stood above.
All eleven Great Emperors of the left battlefront were present, conversing with each other.
"These beasts who have abandoned their true selves have finally gone mad. This battle will be difficult."
"Speak not of difficulty, I shall lead the charge," Emperor Tianhe said calmly.
"If eleven Great Emperors can't defend the left battlefront, we'll be recorded in history as a disgrace."
"We're all skilled in battle, pillars of the great All Heavens. Earlier we said the Heaven Mending Realm cultivators and Saints came seeking death, but aren't we Great Emperors the same?"
"We shall not retreat in this battle. Let's see who can kill the most. Brother Chen Xia, shall we compete?"
The eleven Great Emperors turned to look.
The blue-robed figure on the city walls had already risen, holding his long-sheathed Immortal Sword. The River of Time flowed through his eyes, and without responding, he had already departed.
He grabbed a Great Saint remnant's head with one hand, the River of Time swirling from his palm like an eerie vortex, instantly reducing the Great Saint's body to nothingness.
He casually threw his Immortal Sword, which traveled tens of thousands of miles, decapitating a Great Saint before returning.
Catching the sword.
He then fought across thirty thousand miles, taking heads as easily as reaching into a bag.
In just moments.
He had claimed the lives of three Great Saints.
Once again, he stood at the forefront, like a pillar supporting the heavens, an anchor stabilizing the seas.
In short, he was simply invincible.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
