Just as the pain told these people they weren't dreaming, a child's voice rang out, definitively announcing the answer, leaving no room for them to escape reality again.
"I'm going to tell the adults that you bullied me."
Another figure slowly approached, wearing the same black cloak, but this silhouette once again surprised everyone.
The thin body, along with the long white beard that even the black cloak couldn't conceal, and the hands protruding from the robe like dried tree bark, all indicated that this was an elderly person.
Even though they had heard the aged voice twice before, seeing the actual person in front of them still had a strong impact. Of course, this was also far from the muscular old man they had imagined.
The Old Man, exuding an air of otherworldly wisdom, stroked his beard and said softly, "No such thing happened. This is slander."
"It did! You were watching the whole time!"
"This old man's legs aren't what they used to be, can't keep up with the young ones."
Everyone frantically opened their translation apps, which faithfully converted the dialogue into text.
"..."
Even though the Old Man had saved them twice, they couldn't bring themselves to side with him.
The child tilted his head in confusion, also not believing the Old Man's words.
"I'll let Little Black eat you."
"Everything this old man says is the truth."
The Old Man replied without a hint of shame, full of confidence.
The others looked at the text appearing on their translation apps with complex expressions, red crosses flashing in their minds.
So shameless...
They could guess that the Old Man's superpower was probably some kind of rule-based superpower.
The child was about to argue about right and wrong, but was interrupted by a wave of the Old Man's hand. "We can't stay here forever. The monsters have been dealt with, but their master will follow our trail and find us."
"Moreover, there are many innocent humans. If we don't get them out of here quickly, they'll be implicated."
With their attention diverted, the child temporarily set aside the debate.
As the two took a step towards the crowd, they suddenly turned back, shielding everyone behind them.
Though their ears heard nothing, it was as if a buzzing sound stretched in their minds, like the grating sound of chalk scraping on a blackboard, driving them mad.
Their bodies were trembling, but not from fear.
It was space itself vibrating, causing those within it to react.
Everything around them seemed to resonate, transmitting some kind of danger signal. Yet their vision was so calm and peaceful, making their hearts skip a beat.
The calm before the storm, a terrifying pressure brewing in this world...
Escape?
No, there was absolutely no way to escape...
Their five senses constantly transmitted signals of danger. Fear and tremors made them feel intensely nauseous, acid nearly surging up...
Without even seeing anything, this group had already given up resistance, hopelessly waiting for death, even with two SSS-level Superhumans beside them.
Space shook violently, like a taut, slightly elastic rubber band being forcefully pressed, almost unable to bear the strain and about to break apart inch by inch.
In a daze, they seemed to hear the sound of breaking in their minds, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in their hearts.
They couldn't prove it, but they were absolutely certain.
The invisible barrier had shattered...
A sticky, malicious gaze peered at them through the cracks of the world. Bone-chilling cold swept over their bodies, and their limbs shook uncontrollably.
Their eyes were blank, frozen in place.
Under extreme fear, most people's minds go blank, completely giving up resistance. This way, when things happen, they die a little easier.
Those who can rise up and resist are a minority of strong-willed elites.
"Don't be afraid. According to the agreement, it can only watch, not directly intervene."
The Old Man's calm voice was like an ancient bell, awakening these people who had fallen into panic. "It's locating us now. Soon its followers will come through the spatial cracks it provides to hunt us down. You need to leave quickly."
The child looked up at the Old Man and reminded him, "They don't seem to understand."
"Oh my," the Old Man sighed, tugging at his beard and speaking quickly: "The language here is incomprehensible, this is fallacious."
After releasing his superpower, he repeated what he had just said.
The crowd came to their senses from extreme fear, their eyeballs moving with difficulty as they nodded dumbly.
They were still in a state of mental confusion, and whatever the Old Man said, these people were just listening without really understanding the meaning.
Right now, their minds were full of questions: Who am I? Where am I? Is this Earth?
If the death of SSS-Level Monsters was still within their imagination, now they were completely baffled.
Who were these two? Who was their master?
Who wanted to kill them?
What was that terrifying existence?
What agreement?
In mid-air, a narrow crack seemed to be forcefully pried open, tearing a larger hole...
"Not good! We've just finished fighting, we don't have the energy to deal with those lunatics."
The Old Man exclaimed, pulling out a few strands of his beard and taking out a plain-looking compass. "I'll send you away first."
Send away...?
They reflexively raised question marks, almost transforming into ten thousand whys, wanting to grab the Old Man and roar.
What on earth are you talking about?
Can we sit down and have a proper talk?!
The Old Man obviously didn't have that leisure. He hurriedly pointed the compass at them...
Suddenly, several figures emerged from the crack. They all wore masks and dark cloaks, with different colors and styles of cloaks but identical masks.
The moment they appeared, one of them immediately raised a hand, power concentrating at their fingertips, instantly releasing.
Superpower — Space Collapse.
The target was the compass.
The attack, nearly transparent and only the size of a fingernail, was even invisible to those with poor eyesight, leaving most people on the scene bewildered.
Is this all for such a grand entrance?
You're facing two SSS-level Superhumans, even for testing their strength, you should make a bigger scene, right? Who are you looking down on?
If it had been the terrifying existence from earlier, they certainly wouldn't be so relaxed, but these were just humans in front of them.
Whether human or monster, with two SSS-level Superhumans by their side, they weren't worried at all.
As long as the two powerhouses didn't get too caught up in the fight and completely forget about them, surely nothing would go wrong...
Nothing... would go wrong, right?!
The child noticed the attack and immediately released a black hole in its path. The black hole, capable of absorbing everything, only managed to hinder the attack for a few seconds before being pierced through!
After all, the black hole was just a product of superpowers. Superpowers could counter each other, and with enough strength, they could break through.
The Old Man seized these few seconds and uttered a sentence, "The humans nearby are not within a hundred meters of me, this is fallacious."
In the blink of an eye, the scene seemed to suddenly be pulled back, with the Old Man at least a hundred meters away from them.
The attack landed on the compass, instantly forming a distorted space that contracted and compressed towards a single point. The Old Man released his grip in time and immediately distanced himself.
The distorted space expanded into a sphere, leaving a crater about ten meters wide.
All matter affected was compressed and squeezed into the center of the sphere, condensing into a small ball.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
