Su Tong was alone in the midst of the True Fire Battlefield.
Seeing a group of red shadows before him, Su Tong frowned slightly. "The Blood Asura Clan?"
However, after a moment, Su Tong shook his head: "It's not the Blood Asura Clan!"
Because those red shadows didn't look human in shape.
"Roar!"
Just then, the group of red shadows roared in Su Tong's direction.
Su Tong could now see clearly.
What was coming were skeletons dressed in red clothes.
Their clothes were somewhat tattered.
"Roar!"
Another low roar, sounding a bit like a human voice.
Su Tong looked at the skeletons before him.
"These must be the seniors who once guarded the Wen Tian Continent!"
This True Fire Battlefield was once the site of a great battle between humans and the Blood Asura Clan.
So the dry bones left here should belong to the seniors who fought the Blood Asura Clan long ago.
But he didn't know why
after these seniors had fallen, they didn't seem to rest in peace.
"Roar!"
The blood-colored skeletons now quickly walked toward Su Tong.
Su Tong bowed slightly to the group of blood-colored skeletons: "The Blood Asura Clan has already been driven out of the Wen Tian Continent by the seniors. Please rest in peace!"
After all, these were existences that had protected the Wen Tian Continent.
So Su Tong also gave them the respect they deserved.
"Roar!"
The blood-colored skeleton roared again.
Clearly, because their spirits had not been extinguished after death, even after falling tens of thousands of years ago, they still retained the idea of killing the Blood Asura Clan.
So even if the people here weren't the Blood Asura Clan, they wouldn't stop.
"Ten Absolute Buddha Slash!"
Just then, it seemed Su Tong could hear
the skeletons speaking.
A voice came from their mouths.
It sounded a bit like the ancient gods' language.
But what they had cast before was probably not the ancient gods' language,
just ordinary mystic arts of this world.
But now, listening to Su Tong's ears, it was the ancient gods' language.
And along with it came a golden glow.
Su Tong could see that within the golden glow, there seemed to be faintly visible golden Buddhas.
Except these Buddhas, instead of prayer beads in their hands, held knives.
"Since that's the case, then let me help the seniors find release!"
At this point, Su Tong could only say helplessly.
After all, these people were strong when alive, and had protected the Wen Tian Continent.
So Su Tong didn't originally want to kill them.
But now there was no way. Since they had become murderous skeletons,
he could only get rid of them.
"Ten Absolute Buddha Slash!"
A proper ancient gods' language came from Su Tong's mouth.
Then the golden light shone brilliantly.
A huge Buddha image stepped out from within the golden light.
In its hands it held a huge precious knife.
Appearing, it directly chopped down twice towards the front.
In an instant it turned into two golden lights, forming a "ten" shape, sweeping directly at the group of skeletons.
"Boom!"
Su Tong's Ten Absolute Buddha Slash collided with the skeletons' Ten Absolute Buddha Slash.
Suddenly there was a feeling of the earth shaking around them.
But Su Tong's Ten Absolute Buddha Slash was unstoppable, directly shattering the skeletons' Ten Absolute Buddha Slash.
Turning into dots of golden light in midair.
Then, without losing momentum, it flew directly towards the seniors' remains.
Although they had lived for the Wen Tian Continent,
now they had already harmed the innocent.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, Su Tong's Ten Absolute Buddha Slash directly turned those remains to ash.
Although their strength when alive was possibly at the Divine Soul Realm or even the Divine Spirit Realm,
now they were just a group of remains with only a trace of consciousness.
So with one move from Su Tong, he directly extinguished them.
"It would be a bit tricky if some divine sense still remained!"
Su Tong said helplessly at this time.
If some divine sense still remained within these remains, the power of the mystic arts they unleashed would be even greater.
If a Divine Soul Realm expert left behind a trace of their divine soul, their strength would probably be one tenth of their peak.
A Divine Spirit Realm expert leaving behind a trace of their divine spirit would also have one tenth of their peak strength.
But these were "consumables". The more mystic arts they used, the less soul or spirit remained.
If a trace was left, then they would be strong!
Su Tong estimated the strongest could exert eighty percent of their peak strength.
But after using one powerful mystic art, it would probably be used up.
Of course, looking at the people who had entered the True Fire Battlefield now,
there probably weren't many who could withstand the mystic arts unleashed by a Divine Spirit Realm expert at eighty percent strength.
"Lei Jing Beast!"
Su Tong called out.
The Lei Jing Beast in his arms dashed out.
Turning around, it resumed the form of the Lei Jing Beast.
Without any hesitation, Su Tong sat directly on the Lei Jing Beast.
"Let's just take a look around!"
After instructing,
the Lei Jing Beast dashed out directly.
Because Su Tong had been holding the Lei Jing Beast in his arms,
when he entered the True Fire Battlefield, it didn't separate from Su Tong either.
Then, beast and man raced across the True Fire Battlefield.
The surrounding environment also entered Su Tong's eyes.
The surroundings were full of fiery red, and it was also quite hot because of the abundant fire elemental energy.
But this didn't bother cultivators.
This entire space looked tattered everywhere.
"Can mystic arts and treasures of the divine grade really be found here?"
Su Tong was curious whether what Yan Ling said was true.
This battlefield was also very damaged due to the fighting.
Even with those red remains just now, Su Tong had checked them.
They didn't leave behind any treasures or mystic arts.
As for mystic arts, the Ten Absolute Buddha Slash was the strongest mystic art these people had mastered when alive.
And in the blink of an eye, Su Tong had also learned it directly.
So mystic arts didn't interest Su Tong much.
"Hmm? What's that up ahead?"
Just then, Su Tong saw towering buildings in the distance.
They looked a bit like castles?
"A city?"
Going closer, Su Tong could also see.
It was a city.
On the outskirts, there were very tall, huge city walls.
"This should have been built by the seniors who resisted the Blood Asura Clan, as a place to rest, right?"
Seeing this place resembling a city,
Su Tong also understood.
This was surely left behind by those powerful experts who had blocked the Blood Asura Clan.
"I wonder if there's anything good left inside!"
After hesitating for a moment, Su Tong had the Lei Jing Beast go directly towards it.
If there were powerful seniors living here,
who knows, they might have left something good behind.
Of course, it was also possible nothing was left behind at all.
And near this city, there were also quite a few people.
"Looks like a lot of people have also been teleported here!"
Seeing those people, Su Tong guessed they must have also been teleported here like him.
"That's...a demon beast?"
Just when Su Tong saw those figures, he also saw something else!
Demon beasts!
There were living demon beasts inside this ancient battlefield!

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!

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!"

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.”

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.