The hollow voice spread across the night sky.
But no one could see this scene, except for the few giant flame footprints, the lakeside town remained quiet and peaceful.
And almost as soon as he saw those chains, Lynn understood everything.
"Those gods have you..." Lynn clenched his fists slowly, his voice filled with rage:
"Imprisoned here?!"
An indescribable surge of immense anger flowed through his entire body.
For a full thousand years, he had never been as furious as he was now.
But the King of Secret Source seemed to still not hear his words.
His massive body struggled to stand up, his hollow hand reaching out, still stretching towards the church.
"I... am guilty..."
"You're not guilty!!" Lynn roared in fury.
In an instant, he suddenly stretched out his hand, conjuring an enormous hand that covered the sky, grabbing the chains rooted in its body.
He wanted to tear these chains apart, to help the King of Secret Source break free from this prison.
But the moment he grabbed them.
The Flame Giant let out a shrill and pained cry.
Its body instantly collapsed to the ground.
"This..."
Lynn immediately let go, his face slightly pale, his eyes instantly enveloped by the purple glow of the Secret Source.
In an instant, his gaze pierced through the Flame Giant's body, seeing its primordial fire.
And in that instant, Lynn was shocked.
And it was at this moment that he had never wanted to kill and destroy more.
Because those were not chains at all.
They were extensions of its own primordial essence, part of its body.
Someone had altered the laws to transform its own essence into shackles that imprisoned it. If the chains were broken, its primordial fire would immediately collapse.
They were torturing him!
Lynn gritted his teeth fiercely.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, directly letting his powerful mental strength penetrate into its primordial imprint.
He wanted to know exactly what had happened!
In an instant.
Countless images flashed before his eyes.
In the images, a desolate expanse of stars.
In the expanse, a massive flame was suppressed in the center by three figures emitting faint light, using laws.
That flame was the true form of the King of Secret Source.
"Source King." The leading figure spoke with a cold and grand voice.
"I truly never expected that you would challenge us. Have you forgotten who knelt before us a thousand years ago, begging for our forgiveness?"
The flame struggled incessantly, emitting a furious roar.
"I no longer want to live this way, bowing down. A thousand years ago, I betrayed my comrades and my conscience. But now, I will not submit to you again. I would rather die than beg for your mercy!!"
The cold voice said, "Oh? Is that so? But I'm sorry, you are the King of Secret Source, and your existence provides us with Secret Source every day. I can't bear to lose you."
"You don't want to submit?"
The voice looked down on him arrogantly, saying:
"Then I will make you kneel before me endlessly in the future, begging for my forgiveness, making you suffer for eternity!"
Crack——
The image was instantly cut off.
Above the vast sky, Lynn withdrew from the King of Secret Source's memories.
At this moment, he finally understood the entire ordeal.
The gods had altered his body and imprisoned him here, making him endure immense pain every moment.
He slowly opened his eyes, madness rolling in them.
In an instant.
He suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing the sky, his killing intent almost causing the heavens to shatter.
"God of Order! I, Lynn, swear to kill you!"
He roared.
Shaking the heavens.
In an instant, he suddenly stretched out his hand, the glow of laws swirling around his entire body, his form becoming indistinct under the interference of the laws, as if it could extinguish at any moment.
He gritted his teeth, struggling to control the fluctuations of the laws, trying to probe into the King of Secret Source's body.
He wanted to use the laws he had comprehended to remove the brand on the King of Secret Source.
He believed he could do it.
The gods were powerful because they could control the laws for their own use.
The divine core was the source of their control over the laws.
But after a thousand years of countless failures, he could now touch part of the laws without relying on the divine core.
This was why he dared to seek revenge a second time.
"Brother! Don't worry, I'll make you normal again!"
Lynn gritted his teeth, continuously manipulating the power of laws to break the seals in his body.
"We only failed once, even if they truly cannot be destroyed, I will tear off their masks and make them suffer forever!"
Crack——
Crack——
As Lynn fully interfered with the power of laws.
The seals around the chains on the King of Secret Source's body were broken one by one.
Those were the seals set by the gods!
Crack——
And after the seventh seal was broken by Lynn, he immediately saw a glimmer of rational light slowly appear in the King of Secret Source's hollow eyes.
"Source King!!" Lynn bellowed.
The enormous roar instantly transformed into a powerful force, directly rushing into the King of Secret Source's primordial consciousness.
Like a thunderclap.
The King of Secret Source's body suddenly collapsed, a weak glow of Secret Source slowly emerging in his eyes.
His consciousness was awakened.
"Lynn?" He gasped, his gaze falling on the figure standing before him.
"Awake?" Lynn gritted his teeth, continuing to interfere with the laws to break the seals in his body.
"Don't talk, the gods altered your body, I'm trying to remove the seals, as long as all the seals are removed, you should be able to..."
A brief silence.
The Flame Giant struggled to raise his hand, forcefully waving it towards Lynn's position.
Lynn was startled, instantly retreating and shouting:
"What are you doing?!"
The Flame Giant gasped, "Lynn, you bastard, I knew you wouldn't die, among all of us fools, you're the smartest, and seeing you just pisses me off..."
Lynn gritted his teeth, immediately stepping forward and saying, "Save your bullshit for after I save you, don't waste your energy now!"
The Flame Giant raised his hand again, stopping Lynn from approaching, gasping:
"Stop, Lynn, it's useless!"
"Can't you see? They altered my primordial essence with the laws, even if you can remove the seals they set on me, you can't change my fate."
"My existence is based on the Secret Source, but they turned me into something that resists the Secret Source. As long as there's a trace of Secret Source in my body, I'll endure endless pain, and without the Secret Source... I'll die."
"This change is one-way." He gritted his teeth.
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?"
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?!
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!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
