The crowd on the scene was terrified, realizing that even a casually released ability could be so powerful!
Damn it, why were these powerful individuals being given away like cheap goods, appearing everywhere?
They shouldn't have gone out tonight!
Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets now. They had no choice but to swallow the bitter pill and once again accept the script where gods fought while mortals suffered.
They hoped the old man could save them again.
They looked expectantly towards the old man, only to find his gaze fixed intently on the newcomers.
The people who came through the spatial rift leapt down from mid-air, landing on the ground.
One of the masked figures spoke in a chilling tone: "Lackeys of the Communists."
"Ho ho, that's not the proper attitude towards an elderly gentleman," the old man quipped, stroking his beard. Despite his casual tone, his eyes were serious and stern, betraying that he wasn't as composed as he sounded.
"You Dragon Country people have a saying: 'An old person who doesn't die is a thief,'" one of the masked figures said in a strange accent. "Killing monsters is easy, but completely destroying them is no simple task. How much strength do you have left now?"
"This old man only knows that he still has more than enough to teach his grandsons a lesson. You're not young either. I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. Take my advice and go start a family and career."
"You..." The masked figure was angered and about to step forward, but was held back by another. The one who stopped him was the masked figure who had used spatial collapse earlier.
He respectfully stepped back, suppressing his anger, but couldn't help adding, "High Priest, this old man..."
"Shut up! You're being played like a fool and don't even realize it." The High Priest coldly rebuked him, showing no regard for his feelings.
Even though he wore a mask, his icy gaze still pierced through space, firmly fixed on the old man and the child.
"You know they don't have much strength left, yet you waste time talking with him. Are you waiting for them to recover?" Another masked figure chimed in from the side, his rising tone revealing his good mood.
"This old man would never do such a thing. You truly judge a gentleman's heart with a petty person's mindset," the old man retorted.
The provocateur seemed interested. "Oh? I don't believe you."
"Enough chatter! I shall offer the blood of these sinful dogs to our Lord. May the divine descend upon this world soon," the High Priest said, having lost all patience. He switched tactics, and another person fell for it. These subordinates were completely unreliable.
Seemingly disappointed in his subordinates, he chose to act himself.
He raised his arm, pointing his fingertip at the humans nearby. A vast and terrifying power began to gather at his fingertip...
The subordinates finally realized their superior's displeasure. Some drew weapons, others gathered their abilities, all of them assuming battle stances.
Domains expanded from beneath their feet...
In an instant, Meng Ya was covered by different domains, and a strange landscape appeared on this disaster-prone land.
"Hiss!"
The non-combatants collectively drew in a sharp breath. These were all S-level or higher ability users. Were they really having a fire sale?!
Holy crap!
Thanks to the ability the old man had released earlier, they could hear the conversation clearly.
The old man and the child had just finished fighting and didn't have much energy left. This group of masked individuals planned to take advantage of their weakened state.
It also meant that their lives were in danger!
Perhaps the old man and the child could win in the end, but what difference was there between these weaklings and specks of dust on a battlefield of the strong?
No, they might even be more insignificant than specks of dust, considering dust particles were smaller and less likely to be hit.
Wasn't tonight supposed to be a clearance sale of powerful individuals?
Someone come and save us quickly!
They screamed internally, unaware that they had become inflated, or as the saying goes, their heads had gotten too big.
With two SSS-level ability users nearby, they felt safe even on a national scale. And now these people were hoping for even more powerful individuals to protect them...
It was probably an after-effect of being gazed upon by terrifying beings, causing humans to develop a psychology of revering the strong to varying degrees.
Being strong but not at the top reduced the sense of reverence based on power.
If they were to evaluate now, it wouldn't be surprising if they said something like "Qi Yuan is nothing special" about the once universally acknowledged strongest ability user among humans.
After the High Priest had released several spatial collapses, which were neutralized one by one by the old man and the child, leaving behind craters over a hundred meters wide, it seemed as if in response to everyone's prayers.
A new ability user appeared.
She materialized out of thin air in the center of the battlefield, disappointing some with the lack of a dramatic spatial rift.
But when they saw who had arrived, their hearts began to race, and many of the men became instantly infatuated with the newcomer.
There had been too many surprises and dangers tonight. At this life-or-death moment, encountering a stunningly beautiful woman caused them to fall deeply into infatuation due to the suspension bridge effect.
This woman of outstanding temperament might have sparked debates about her appearance alone, not only because of differing aesthetic standards across regions and countries but also because the upper half of her face was hidden in the shadow of her hood. However, when combined with her aura and presence,
There was no doubt that anyone would have to acknowledge her exceptional beauty.
"That's enough."
The woman stood there, becoming the focal point of everyone's gaze.
She spoke emotionlessly, her voice cool and detached: "You should be clear that they are at most SS-level and can only serve as assistants. If this drags on, we will inevitably win. If we didn't want to involve innocent people, you wouldn't even have the chance to make a choice."
The High Priest's expression couldn't be seen behind his mask, but his actions came to a halt.
As he stopped, his subordinates also temporarily ceased their actions, waiting for the High Priest's next command.
After weighing his options for a moment, the High Priest left with a threat, "We'll let you off the hook for today, you blasphemers. But mark my words, we will offer your blood to our Lord another day."
With that, he took out a key and made a slash in the void.
This spatial item opened a passage, and the masked figures disappeared into it.
As the passage closed, it signaled that the ordinary people who had stumbled onto the battlefield had once again successfully survived.
However, things weren't over yet. The woman turned and questioned the old man: "Scholar, why aren't you acting together with Taotie?"
"Don't falsely accuse me without evidence. How do you know I'm not acting together with him?" The old man's tone was steady, like a wise elder who had weathered many storms and maintained an excellent mindset. If the crowd hadn't known better, they might have been fooled.
"With your combined strength, you should have resolved this long ago," the woman said, her lips pressed into a straight line. "We're at a critical moment now. Don't divide the Master's attention because of this."
The old man's expression became solemn, and for once, he didn't argue. "Let's hope the Master can soon..."
Halfway through his sentence, he remembered the presence of others and fell silent.
What is it?
The crowd desperately wanted to shake the old man and make him explain everything clearly. They wished they could shove a microphone in his mouth.
Their hearts felt like they were being clawed by a cat, itching with curiosity.
Unfortunately, they had the desire but lacked the courage, too cowardly to step forward and interject.
After all, these were three SSS-level powerhouses. Their mere presence was enough to intimidate the crowd into inaction.
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.
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!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
