The battle on the ground was a foregone conclusion, the huge beasts had become the object of the beating.
As one beast after another fell, it proclaimed Fengxi Sect's victory.
Then, one huge and mighty weapon after another raised their hideous heads.
In the air, the people of the Alliance looked and panicked immediately.
Already at a disadvantage, being ambushed again meant certain death.
Just then, Ye Xuan, this trouble maker, appeared. Although his dantian was damaged and he was gravely injured, it did not prevent him from slaughtering Fengxi Sect's lowly disciples.
Although Fengxi Sect's disciples suffered heavy losses, they were not afraid and continued to rush towards Ye Xuan.
Tang Xiaoyu was now furious, her sword beating back several people as she rushed towards Ye Xuan.
"Ye Xuan, I want you dead."
Ye Xuan still overestimated those Sect Leaders' bottom line. After being driven back, they did not give chase but went after the mid-level combatants instead.
It was a wise move, but also a fatal mistake.
In a flash, Tang Xiaoyu was in front of Ye Xuan, her two swords cutting off his arms, then breaking his legs.
At his peak, Ye Xuan could have fought Tang Xiaoyu for a while, but now, not only did Tang Xiaoyu grasp his weakness, he was also gravely wounded. How could he possibly resist?
Grabbing Ye Xuan's hair, she lifted him up, "You want to die so badly, I'll grant you your wish."
"Bang, bang, bang..." With punch after punch to Ye Xuan's dantian, she beat him until he was crippled.
Casually throwing him away, "Remember to keep breathing, I still want to torture him well."
"Yes, Sect Leader."
A group of vicious disciples walked towards Ye Xuan, wanting to make him suffer a fate worse than death.
In a flash, Tang Xiaoyu was behind a Sect Leader, her sword piercing his heart. Then a kick to his dantian.
Doing the same, she killed four Sect Leaders in a row. By now, surrounding and killing Tang Xiaoyu was no longer feasible.
They had made a fatal mistake from the start, and now it was too late for regrets.
The battle was decisively over, the Alliance's men had begun retreating.
Tang Xiaoyu's heart tightened, a bad premonition welling up.
"Don't pursue them, retreat at once."
Zhang Huizhu asked in puzzlement, "Why give up such a good opportunity?"
Liu Xuning also said, "That's right! We only need to kill them and Zhongzhou will be ours."
Tang Xiaoyu anxiously yelled, "Can't you hear me, I said retreat!"
The two women didn't dare ask more when they saw Tang Xiaoyu angry, and hurriedly organized the retreat.
As Fengxi Sect's disciples boarded the spirit vessels one after another, Tang Xiaoyu sent a voice transmission to Liu Xuning and Zhang Huizhu, "Take them to Dongzhou, remember to bring Liu YuXin and the others and the seized resources too."
"Xiaoyu, what are you going to do?"
Tang Xiaoyu gazed into the distance, resolutely saying, "Buy time for you."
"The faster you run, the safer I'll be."
"Tell XiaoXue not to look for me, I'll find her."
The two knew Tang Xiaoyu's temperament, he didn't like hemming and hawing, "We'll wait for you, you must come back alive."
"Alright."
As one spirit vessel after another took to the skies, soon disappearing over the horizon, Tang Xiaoyu looked at the corpses of Fengxi Sect disciples on the ground.
"You were all my pride, but died without a place to rest, this is my responsibility."
Then, Tang Xiaoyu struck out with his palm, everything within a hundred miles was turned to ashes.
"Walk slowly, your Sect Leader will come find you soon."
As time slowly passed, Tang Xiaoyu just quietly watched the distance.
"Here yet?"
On the horizon, those who had retreated were coming back, along with countless spirit vessels.
As the enemy approached, Tang Xiaoyu chose to take the initiative to attack.
The spirit vessels showed no intention of stopping, while those who had retreated charged at Tang Xiaoyu.
A tiger, no matter how fierce, can't withstand a pack of wolves. Soon, Tang Xiaoyu's body was covered in wounds.
Tang Xiaoyu, already hard-pressed, also encountered a sneak attack from Lin Qingying. The outcome was predictable.
Feeling someone attack from behind, Tang Xiaoyu immediately turned around, but it was too late.
Lin Qingying's sword pierced through Tang Xiaoyu's chest. Tang Xiaoyu grabbed her shoulder, smiling bitterly,
"Didn't expect this outcome, dying by your hand is not unjust."
"Puff~"
The sound of a sword piercing flesh rang out, blood slowly flowing from the corner of Lin Qingying's mouth.
"I hoped so much you would forever be that Third Sister, not the Lin Qingying you are now."
Lin Qingying smiled, "From now on I'll be Third Sister again, no longer Lin Qingying."
"Good."
The Zhongzhou Holy Master on the spirit vessel suddenly yelled loudly, "Hurry and stop him!"
Because Tang Xiaoyu was different from them, his self-detonation was hard to detect. By the time they noticed, it was too late.
Hearing the Holy Master's shout, the other Sect Leaders also reacted, but it was too late.
They could hardly understand the thinking of someone like Tang Xiaoyu. Self-detonation meant complete annihilation, total disappearance from this world.
Yet Tang Xiaoyu could continue vigilantly guarding against the enemy's crazed actions, because he understood very well that when one goes mad, they can commit any madness.
This was the difference in ideas, leading to different results.
In his final moments, Tang Xiaoyu gently held Lin Qingying, "Third Sister, marry me okay?"
Lin Qingying also embraced Tang Xiaoyu, "Okay."
The sun at this moment lost its color, the white clouds disappearing without a trace.
The piercing light, the earth-shattering explosion, even tens of thousands of miles away, Zhang Huizhu and the others could feel it.
Liu Xuning immediately collapsed to the ground, "Xiaoyu, didn't you say you would come find us? Why were you so foolish?"
Tang Xiaoyan cried her heart out, "Big brother, how will I explain this to XiaoXue! What can I say when I get back?!"
Although also grieved, Zhang Huizhu knew what had to be done now.
"Now is not the time for grief. Our mission now is to return to Dongzhou, then regroup our forces and avenge Xiaoyu."
Tang Xiaoyan wiped her tears, "You're right, big brother hates us being like this now. We must hurry back to Dongzhou."
Liu Xuning stood up, "Li Zijie."
"Here."
"You take some people first and go bring the rest of Fengxi Sect, transport them to Dongzhou. We'll take the resources and rendezvous with you."
"Yes."
Tang Xiaoyu's sacrifice was worth it. It took the combined might of the four States' Holy Masters and Sect Leaders to avoid total defeat, but the losses were still enormous.
"What now?"
The Zhongzhou Holy Master sighed, "For now, treat the wounded. When everyone has calmed down, we'll join with Zhongzhou's demonic cultivators and fight to the death."
"There's nothing else we can do now." Another Holy Master said.
Standing on Dongzhou's land, Liu YuXin held Li Zijie's arm and asked, "Have we been completely defeated?"
Li Zijie shook his head, "We were victorious, this is just a temporary retreat."
Liu YuXin was much relieved, "What about the Sect Leader and the others?"
Li Zijie didn't know how to tell her, only evasively saying, "The main force is behind us, they'll be here soon."
When they learned these were Fengxi Sect disciples, the people standing guard here immediately spread the news back to the sacred grounds, and also notified the one in charge here to prepare to receive them.
As time passed, Liu YuXin grew increasingly anxious.
As more and more Fengxi Sect disciples were transported over, Liu YuXin felt much less worried.
More and more people were transported over. When Liu Xuning and the others appeared, no more people came over.
Liu YuXin grabbed Liu Xuning's arm and asked, "Master, where is the Sect Leader?"
Liu Xuning did not answer, "Let's go to Dongzhou's sacred grounds first, we'll talk more there!"

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?"

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!