"Hahaha..."
The Dark Demon laughed maniacally, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
"You? You're not even worthy to be my enemy."
As the Dark Demon mocked, his figure flickered, and in the next moment, he appeared directly in front of Su Xiyan.
Lifting her up with one hand, his eyes revealed nothing but contempt: "I admire your courage, but you know, courage alone isn't enough."
"Since you wish to die, let me grant you that wish."
As his words fell, his grip began to tighten gradually.
A suffocating sensation left Su Xiyan completely powerless to resist.
"Let go of my daughter! If you want to fight someone, fight me!"
Su Yuanying roared, charging forward with his Demon Hunter Sword that gleamed like a destructive blade.
This was Su Yuanying's strongest attack, fueled by his life force - something he would never resort to unless absolutely necessary.
But when someone threatened his daughter's life, he couldn't care about anything else.
Even if it meant burning away his life force completely, he would protect his beloved.
"Such speed!"
Sensing Su Yuanying's obvious transformation, the Dark Demon took him more seriously.
After all, this was a life-force-burning attack, with power nearly matching that of a Legendary Demon Hunter.
But almost wasn't enough - not being a true Legendary Demon Hunter still left him short.
Just as Su Yuanying came incredibly close to the Dark Demon, the latter simply dodged with a casual movement, avoiding the lethal strike.
While evading, the Dark Demon reached out and grabbed Su Yuanying in his other hand.
"Since both father and daughter are so eager to die, why don't I grant both your wishes?"
The Dark Demon licked his dry lips, revealing a hint of excitement.
"You know, it's been a long time since I've tasted the blood of a Semi-Legendary Hunter. I bet it will be delicious."
"You... if you want something... come at me... don't... don't hurt my daughter..."
Su Yuanying's voice came out weak and powerless, yet even now, his only thought was protecting his daughter.
"Dad, are you okay? Please, let my father go. If you want someone, take me instead!"
Su Xiyan cried out in pain, tears rolling down her cheeks like rain.
She had always thought she was strong enough now to stand on her own, but facing a real crisis, she realized she wasn't nearly enough - she was still far too weak.
To truly protect those around her, she needed to work much harder.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a touching father-daughter scene. I'm almost moved! But haven't you realized something yet? You're merely insects in my hands - you don't get to decide what I do."
The Dark Demon said with cold eyes and a smile, enjoying this emotional scene and the thrill of holding others' lives in his hands.
"Chen Shuo, why... why haven't you come out yet? Quick, save Xiyan!"
In this desperate moment, Su Yuanying didn't know how else to save themselves. Perhaps out of pure instinct, he used his last bit of strength to shout.
Even though he knew what might happen, he could only place his final hope in Chen Shuo.
"Chen Shuo? Who's that nobody? You weaklings are truly amusing, always trying to band together to increase your strength. But weaklings are still weaklings - gathering together just makes you a group of weaklings."
The Dark Demon sneered, his contemptuous words showing he had lost all patience.
He now had only one thought: to savor the blood of these two hunters.
"Hey, who are you calling weaklings?"
Just as the Dark Demon's fangs were about to reach Su Yuanying's neck, a lazy voice spoke from nearby.
The Dark Demon looked over to see a young man standing in the distance, arms crossed.
His handsome features, with fine eyebrows and bright eyes, radiated both good looks and youthful energy, much like the lead actor in an idol drama.
Upon seeing him, the Dark Demon's brow slightly furrowed.
He despised such appearances, even hated them.
But what puzzled him more was that he couldn't sense any power from this person - he appeared just like an ordinary human.
This was what shocked the Dark Demon the most.
Because no normal person could remain so calm after witnessing such a scene, unless...
"Who exactly are you?" the Dark Demon asked in a deep voice, lowering the father and daughter.
Having sensed something extraordinary about Chen Shuo, he dared not be careless.
"What do you think? I'm obviously that nobody you were just talking about," the young man replied with a cold smile.
This young man was none other than Chen Shuo.
At this moment, he had completely absorbed the spirit, whose power far exceeded Chen Shuo's expectations.
After absorbing it, his power had reached an entirely new level.
Indeed, it was a height no vampire had ever achieved, not even in legends.
Beyond the Demon Saint, an existence that looked down upon all living things.
Now in his eyes, even the Dark Demon with his Demon Saint-level power was nothing more than a speck of dust in the air.
"So you're that whatever Chen Shuo? Fine, since you want to play the hero saving the beauty, let me see what you're capable of."
The Dark Demon licked his dry lips again, and as his words fell, his hands transformed into blades. Pushing off the ground, he shot toward Chen Shuo like a cannonball.
Chen Shuo just stood there, quietly watching everything.
"Die!"
The Dark Demon shouted as his twin blades pierced through Chen Shuo's body.
The speed was so fast that everything happened in an instant.
Looking at the Chen Shuo he had just impaled, the Dark Demon's lips curled into a sinister smile: "And here I thought you'd be something special, but you're just as pathetic as the rest."
"Oh really? That's funny, because I was thinking the same thing about you. I thought you'd be something special, but you've really disappointed me."
As the Dark Demon was mockingly speaking, a voice came from beside his ear.
The Dark Demon turned to look and found the same person standing beside him, just quietly watching.
Especially that calm, peaceful gaze - it gave him an inexplicable sense of terror in his heart.
"How is this possible? You... this..."
The Dark Demon exclaimed in shock. When he looked back at the Chen Shuo he had impaled, he was astounded to see that body turn into a mere afterimage and disappear.
"Impossible, this can't be possible!"
The Dark Demon couldn't believe it, his entire mind starting to collapse.
He had always prided himself on never losing to anyone in terms of speed, but the scene that had just played out before his eyes forced him to accept that he had been completely outmatched in speed.
Indeed, he had been thoroughly defeated - what he had struck was nothing more than Chen Shuo's afterimage...
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.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
