Whoosh!
A punch that shatters the heavens.
Immediately, the sky tears open a massive rift, bringing forth immense pressure.
Within the nearby vicinity, whether they be demons or humans, none can help but tremble in fear under this punch.
However...
Whether it's the old man paddling a boat on the lake or the burly man chopping trees nearby, neither of them shows any expressions of astonishment.
Breaking the sky is just an everyday occurrence for them, nothing to be surprised about.
However...
The three demons of the Western Demon Forest are terrified.
"Oh my heavens, the sky... the sky is truly broken."
Their stuttering voices convey their shock, their faces filled with fear.
Never in their wildest dreams did they imagine they would witness something so contrary to common sense.
Naibaoli looked up at the lingering shadow of the fist in the sky, filled with admiration.
Although this is the second time she has witnessed it, the might and impact it carries, along with the figure behind it, remain undiminished.
She considers herself lucky to have this opportunity.
And she's grateful that she can seize it.
Involuntarily, she turns her gaze to the Xi Lin Three Demons.
"Leaders of the Three Demons, what about you?"
Her gaze is complex as she continues to persuade them. Despite being a junior, she can't help but feel frustrated with these three seniors who are slow on the uptake.
However, what she didn't expect is that before she could finish her words of persuasion, the Xi Lin Three Demons kneel beside Lu Benwei.
"Lord Lu."
"We are unwaveringly loyal to you and the great person on the island."
"Yes, we are devoted."
"And, and... You are the most handsome in the world."
For a moment, the Three Demons express their loyalty incoherently, as if they were about to lay bare their hearts.
The sequence of actions leaves Naibaoli wide-eyed and tongue-tied.
Is this the same trio of stubborn leaders as before?
The change is too sudden!
However...
She finally breathes a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, these three leaders didn't stick to their stubbornness to the end.
At this moment, Yi Feng stands on the bamboo raft and rushes over from the island upon seeing Lu Benwei and the others return.
With Yi Feng's arrival, the gazes of the demons, including those who have just awakened from the immortal realm, all turn toward him.
This person clearly shows no fluctuations on his body, but as he approaches, every one of them inevitably feels suppressed. Their internal power can't be exerted, and even their speech is stifled.
Who exactly is this person?
The demons from the immortal realm can't help but wonder.
"Not bad, kid. I didn't expect you to actually capture so many."
Yi Feng glances at Lu Benwei and casually remarks with a leisurely smile.
"Hehehe."
Lu Benwei obediently smiles in front of Yi Feng.
Clang!
Seeing this, the demons from the immortal realm feel a jolt.
They have experienced Lu Benwei's eerie and terrifying nature. With just a few words, Hei Yu effortlessly dealt with them. That alone proves his power.
However, this terrifying figure in the black robe is now obediently smiling in front of this human?
They instantly understand.
The person in front of them is probably the true big shot.
Moreover, judging from his speech, it seems that he is the one who orchestrated their capture.
But what exactly is his purpose in doing so?
Who is he, really?
These demons from the immortal realm ponder deeply...
At the same time, they are surprisingly calm.
Because they understood that resistance was futile in the face of these people, there was no point in pointless defiance. The only way was to figure out this person's intentions, find an opportunity to escape, and then report back to Su Xuanjun.
"Alright, let me see what you've brought back."
Yi Feng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the demons bound by iron chains.
"A leopard..."
Yi Feng's gaze immediately fell on Nai Bao Li, scanning her up and down.
Nai Bao Li's scalp went numb, and she trembled with nervousness, bowing her head.
"Fine, reluctantly take this one."
Yi Feng nodded.
Nai Bao Li breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that she had gained this person's recognition.
After shifting his gaze away from Nai Bao Li, Yi Feng happened to look back at the Xi Lin Three Demons.
If it were before, they would probably have resisted in various ways.
But after witnessing Yi Feng's terrifying punch just now, they dared not entertain such thoughts and immediately prostrated themselves on the ground.
However, Yi Feng's next words crushed their spirits.
"The three you captured earlier didn't seem honest and were too shabby. Just let them go."
Yi Feng waved his hand impatiently.
"Yes."
Lu Benwei nodded and dragged away the three demons.
"Ah!"
"Woo..."
The three demons struggled, trying to speak, but no words came out. They could only let out roars while desperately struggling.
But how could they break free from Lu Benwei? They were thrown far away in an instant.
For a moment...
The three desperate demons regretted deeply.
They understood.
The heaven-sent opportunity had slipped through their fingers.
Regret!
They regretted!
With the Xi Lin Three Demons gone, Yi Feng finally arrived in front of the demons of the Immortal Realm, under the gaze of the crowd.
This made them nervous.
Perhaps now, they could see what this person really wanted to do.
"These will do."
Yi Feng nodded, then asked, "By the way, were they all captured from the same place?"
Lu Benwei quickly nodded.
"What about the leader? There should be a leader, right? Wasn't he captured?"
Yi Feng couldn't help but ask. After all, he had plenty of experience in the jungle, and usually, these forest beasts were organized in groups, with a leader.
And these beasts in front of him seemed decent, so Yi Feng became interested in their leader.
He must look quite impressive, right?
If he could catch that king as well, it would add some flavor to his territory!
"No, he wasn't captured."
Lu Benwei lowered his head.
"Alright, then lock up these beasts for now. We'll make another trip another day and capture that king as well," Yi Feng said leisurely.
"Yes!"
Lu Benwei nodded.
However, the demons of the Immortal Realm felt a sudden tightness in their hearts.
This person's target...
Turned out to be Su Xuanjun, the lord of the continent!?
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
] [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!"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
