The frontlines of the Great Heaven had been quiet for a long time.
Chen Xia's alchemy had also entered a fully automated state. The high-pressure boiler would activate every few decades, and each time it did, it would bring Chen Xia over a hundred pills as income. Among them, the large pills accounted for about thirty to forty percent, which was quite good.
Moreover, alchemy was just a side benefit. What Chen Xia truly wanted was to comprehend the Thunder Dao and bring it to the Zhun Di stage. Currently, the progress of the Thunder Dao was slow, but there was always progress, and the threshold of Zhun Di was within sight.
Apart from the Thunder Dao, there was also the Heavenly Dragon Dao. However, the Heavenly Dragon Dao showed no signs of breaking through. The Heavenly Dragon cocoon in the heart lake remained unchanged, showing no signs of hatching.
Chen Xia could only wait patiently.
He didn't rush. Every day, he sat on the city wall, watching others play chess while pondering his own Dao. He thought about his fifth Dao.
He had once reached the five Dao stage, borrowing strength in the Great Death Realm and merging with the False Heavenly Dao to achieve the five Dao. But now, he couldn't comprehend the False Heavenly Dao, so he wanted to perceive another Dao to make up the five Dao.
However, the five Dao were not easy to assemble. The difficulty was much greater than comprehending a single Dao, and Chen Xia just couldn't figure it out.
In addition, the Emperor Council had introduced a new segment: Emperor duels. The idea was to have the Emperors simulate battles in a false world using their divine consciousness. This was meant to improve their combat skills and the intensity of their divine abilities.
It was originally a good thing.
But the Emperor Council seemed to have a death wish, as they insisted on including Chen Xia.
Chen Xia was, of course, happy about this, as none of these Emperors could beat him. Who wouldn't be delighted to have the upper hand in a fight?
Executioner Emperor, who was a four Dao Emperor, naturally wouldn't participate in these duels. So, it was left to the other Emperors to fight each other.
Chen Xia was recognized as a formidable presence by the Emperor Council.
On the first day of the divine consciousness simulation duels, Emperor Tianhe wanted to challenge himself, so he directly chose Chen Xia as his opponent.
"Do you want to fight me in two Dao or three Dao?" Chen Xia politely asked.
"Naturally, your four Dao!" Emperor Tianhe confidently replied. He wanted to face the strongest, as he had his own pride.
"How about the immortal sword?" Chen Xia asked again.
"Of course, bring everything you've got. Don't hold back. Treat me like a remnant of darkness during the simulation."
Emperor Tianhe spoke with pride. Even if he couldn't beat Chen Xia, he didn't want Chen Xia to go easy on him.
"Alright." Chen Xia nodded.
The two stood facing each other. Executioner Emperor waved his hand downward, creating a false world using his divine abilities and Dao, serving as their battlefield.
Both of them sent a strand of their divine consciousness into the false world, and the simulation battle began.
Chen Xia raised his gleaming immortal sword and performed a sword salute toward Emperor Tianhe, saying, "Here I come."
Emperor Tianhe nodded. "Come at me…"
Whirr!
The immortal sword instantly slashed toward him. Emperor Tianhe's eyes narrowed, and he quickly activated his Dao, attempting to move to the side. But just as he moved a bit, he found himself back in his original position.
He looked down in surprise, noticing that his body had been covered in a grayish-white color.
Time Dao?!
Emperor Tianhe realized what had happened, but it was too late.
The immortal sword had already arrived.
...
The entire battle didn't last long. The specific process was that Emperor Tianhe took a hit from the sword and was then chased and cut down by Chen Xia.
After struggling for about two hours, Emperor Tianhe couldn't take the humiliation any longer and chose to accept his defeat.
The divine consciousness simulation battle ended.
Chen Xia emerged, bowed slightly, and smiled, "I appreciate your generosity."
Emperor Tianhe, however, couldn't muster a smile. He was completely dumbfounded.
The other Emperors also didn't know what to say. Watching that battle was quite immersive.
Of course, they were immersed as Emperor Tianhe, so Chen Xia's immortal sword was subsequently banned.
But even without the sword, Chen Xia's four Dao was still overpowered, and no one could beat him.
An old man with eyebrows like a star river directly complained, "This guy is a two Dao Zhun Di? He's playing this way too freakishly!"
Although they couldn't win, the simulated battles with Chen Xia were still useful for the other Emperors.
At least they all gained insights in escaping, which could be considered progress.
Chen Xia also made progress. He gained insights in quickly defeating Emperors and had already set a record of under an hour in these battles.
By the way, his record was set against Flowing Water Temple Master, the Emperor who had had some minor conflicts with Chen Xia before.
And because of this, Chen Xia completely crushed him, making Flowing Water Temple Master doubt his own Emperor-level strength. He even questioned Chen Xia in confusion, "Are you really not an Emperor?"
"I'm not an Emperor," Chen Xia replied, then added, "I'm an Emperor killer."
If given more time, the number of Emperors he had truly killed would likely surpass even Executioner Emperor.
It could only be said that he was indeed skilled at killing ordinary Emperors.
The remnants of darkness in the sky had been silent for a long time. If they remained dormant, that would be fine.
But it was clear that this wasn't going to happen.
After thousands of years of peace, the frontlines had finally stirred. The remnants of darkness began to show themselves, signaling that the reckoning of the Heavenly Dao was about to continue.
The left frontline now had seven Emperors, including Chen Xia, making it eight Emperor-level combatants. It was uncertain if this was enough, but they had to hold the line.
Chen Xia stood on the city wall, seeing the remnants of darkness that had been dormant for thousands of years finally show themselves. His expression was disdainful, and he smiled lightly, shaking his head.
“Didn't get enough kills thousands of years ago, now they're here to let me rack up my score again.”
Emperor Capital was also excited. This was his first battle on the frontlines, and his thoughts were filled with excitement as he wanted to prove his strength.
He nodded to himself, planning to start by killing a quasi-saint remnant to warm up.
Chi Yu and Li Yang were more reserved, not much for talking, but their fighting spirit was evident.
Li Yue was a bit nervous, her eyes constantly scanning the remnants of darkness, assessing their cultivation levels.
This was Chen Xia's fourth battle on the frontlines, and judging by the situation, it might also be the last.
He stood on the city wall, at the very front of the group.
A faint light appeared behind him, twinkling like stars.
A breeze arose in the void, lifting his green robe.
He raised his hand, and the immortal sword glowed brightly.
Throughout the ages, he had fought countless battles, witnessed heads and hot blood, and grasped the great trend amidst destruction.
In the moment of raising the sword, in the instant of lifting the hand.
He never retreated.
I am invincible.
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!"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
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!"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
