As Ye Xiu's voice fell, strands of stellar radiance suddenly erupted from within him, coalescing on the tip of his sword.
The faces of many people changed in shock.
In everyone's impression, Ye Xiu had never cultivated before, and was an absolute waste. He had only gone to the Tianyuan Holy Palace for a few days?
Ye Xiu had actually reached the first layer of the Stellar Force realm already!
What shocked everyone even more was that the sword technique Ye Xiu was using was surprisingly the One Word Sword, and he had similarly reached the pinnacle of perfection!
Everyone couldn't help but rub their eyes in disbelief. Damn, this must be fake!
When he sensed Ye Xiu's cultivation level, even Yue Wuya's eyes flashed with surprise. Six days ago when Ye Xiu caused trouble at the Underground Star Palace, he was only at the ninth layer of the Star System realm. In just six short days, he had broken through to the first layer of the Stellar Force realm!
It was for this reason that the killing intent in Yue Wuya's eyes grew even stronger. Ye Xiu's talent had already far exceeded his expectations. If he didn't kill Ye Xiu now, he would definitely become an obstacle in the future.
In an instant, an extremely sharp sword intent erupted, along with a bone-chilling coldness that seemed to freeze one's blood!
Sword intent, beginner level! Ice intent, beginner level!
Yue Wuya clearly didn't intend to hold back at all. With the One Word Sword technique, along with two types of intent, he would kill Ye Xiu in one strike!
Yue Wuya took a step back, then gathered stellar power in his calves with a thump, and his whole body shot out like an arrow.
The straight sword light pierced through the void, advancing in one step directly towards Ye Xiu.
At this time, Fan Tong and Ye Haotian's faces changed as they clenched their fists tightly, cold sweat streaming down their palms.
However, under the tense gazes of the crowd, Ye Xiu instead revealed an ominous smile.
"I will defeat you with one sword."
As his voice fell, with a buzz, a surge of sword intent rushed to the heavens, and at the same time, a bone-chilling coldness that seemed to freeze heaven and earth also erupted!
Phantom Steps!
In an instant, Ye Xiu's figure disappeared from his original spot.
Ten afterimages appeared.
Under countless stunned gazes, the two figures were frozen at the far left and right ends of the martial arena.
Ye Xiu's speed was so fast that many people didn't even know what had happened.
As a result, sneers broke out among the crowd.
This brat is clearly courting death, comparing swords with the Holy Son Yue Wuya?
Yue Wuya the Holy Son was a natural sword cultivator. No matter how proficient he was in the One Word Sword, he ultimately wasn't a sword cultivator.
However, just as these mocking voices rang out, the senior figures sitting at the top of the stairs like the Supreme Emperor, North Ice Star Emperor, the Emperor, Ye Haotian, Yue Guan and others all suddenly stood up, their gazes filled with incredulity as they looked at the martial arena.
The crowd was baffled.
What was going on?
They saw Yue Wuya slowly turn around, his eyes filled with utmost terror. His pupils gradually dilated, his sword dropped to the ground, and on his chest, a bloom of blood dyed his white robes crimson red.
Yue Wuya's lips trembled as he said, "You-"
Before he could finish, Yue Wuya lost his breath and heavily crashed onto the martial arena.
Ye Xiu quietly looked at Yue Wuya, disdain appearing in his eyes.
Ye Xiu coldly said, "I already said that in my hands, you wouldn't make it past one move, but you just wouldn't believe it."
In that moment, the tens of thousands of princes and sons all suddenly stood up, their gazes filled with incredulity as they looked at Yue Wuya who had collapsed in the martial arena, his blood already dyeing the ground red beneath him.
No one had imagined this outcome.
In the situation where everyone was certain of Yue Wuya's victory, with just one sword, Yue Wuya had collapsed, his heart completely pierced through!
In contrast, Ye Xiu was unharmed, without even a corner of his clothes cut off.
At this moment, everyone finally came to their senses.
Yue Wuya was dead!
The esteemed Holy Son Yue Wuya, at the peak of the ninth layer of the Stellar Force realm, possessing the Tyrant Ice Physique, and comprehending beginner level Sword Intent and Ice Intent, had actually been unable to withstand a single move from Ye Xiu.
When the crowd looked at Ye Xiu, it was as if they were looking at a monstrous beast.
How could he be so powerful!
A first layer Stellar Force realm cultivator instakilling a ninth layer Stellar Force realm cultivator!
Countless people's hearts shook violently.
In fact, very few people actually saw what really happened, because Ye Xiu's speed was simply too fast.
In that instant just now, not only did Ye Xiu execute the One Word Sword technique, he also utilized the consummate Phantom Steps.
But what made the senior figures even more astonished was that in just a fleeting moment, Ye Xiu had also displayed Sword Intent and Ice Intent, and both intent realms were at the small accomplishment stage!
That meant that at the age of eighteen, Ye Xiu had already attained:
Small accomplishment Sword Intent!
Small accomplishment Ice Intent!
This completely subverted their understanding of an eighteen year old!
For most people, small accomplishment Sword Intent and Ice Intent was only possible after thirty years old and beyond!
A look of surprise flashed through Cang Yang's eyes. She had seen everything that just happened.
The Ye Xiu who had been bullied by everyone back then had now reached such great heights, possessing an absolute domineering aura.
But her gaze soon dimmed again.
She secretly thought: Perhaps we were never meant to walk the same path. I'm sorry, Brother Ye Xiu.
At this time, Fan Tong's Blue Dragon Saber slipped from his grasp with a thud.
Ye Haotian's eyes shook even more violently.
General! The young master is not a waste! Fan Tong cried, tears streaming down his face. He had followed the General for so many years. The young master was the General's only heartache, and he too hoped to see the young master truly become an indomitable man like the General!
Ye Haotian's eyes turned red. Who could have imagined that the domineering and awe-inspiring Ye Haotian, the Commander-in-Chief who struck fear into enemy armies, would actually be sobbing with his hands covering his face!
All the repression Ye Haotian had accumulated over the years was released in this moment.
Eighteen years old, small accomplishment Sword Intent, small accomplishment Ice Intent, along with the small accomplishment Zither Intent he knew about previously - no matter which one appearing in a person would cause huge shocks, but all of them were gathered in his son Ye Xiu!
His son Ye Xiu was an unparalleled genius!
But in that instant, an aura that seemed to freeze the entire Investiture Plaza instantly surged out.
Countless people's faces instantly paled. This icy cold pierced bone and marrow.
This was the aura of a Star Emperor.
The North Ice Star Emperor!
Cang Yang looked at Ye Xiu. He had also watched Ye Xiu grow up little by little. He also didn't expect that the Ye Xiu who had been abandoned by everyone would display such astounding talent upon his return.
But when the North Ice Star Emperor's aura emerged, Cang Yang's expression immediately darkened.
The North Ice Star Emperor. Cang Yang had just opened his mouth to speak.
Only to hear the North Ice Star Emperor roar in fury, "Ye Xiu, you're very bold, actually daring to kill the Holy Son of the Tianyuan Holy Palace!"
Ye Xiu turned slowly, long sword in hand, robes fluttering, to face the North Ice Star Emperor directly.
His eyes held no apprehension.
He confronted a genuine Star Emperor powerhouse like this!
"Heh heh," Ye Xiu coldly laughed, "Trash that gets one-shotted by me still dares call himself a Holy Son?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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)
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?!
