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Unlike the under-construction Netherworld Path that Lu Yan created from scratch, this newly born Yellow Springs Path was fundamentally a corrected version of the Path of the Dead. As one of the oldest extraordinary paths in the mysterious world, the Path of the Dead naturally had an enormous base of extraordinary followers scattered across the world. Even though Lu Yan had nearly wiped out the upper echelon of the Council of the Dead in the previous battle at the Grand Tomb, estimates still suggested…-
3.6 M • Ongoing
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“The Undying King… was suppressed?” The deathly silence was finally broken by a hoarse whisper. The Inquisition knight who spoke sounded like his throat had been scraped raw. “How is this possible? The Undying King is symbiotic with the River Styx—he is one of the source concepts of the Path of the Dead. In this world, aside from the seven supreme True Gods, even other hidden evil gods who control the roots of their respective paths could at most defeat or drive him off—but not…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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That emotionless question, cold as the sharpest winter wind, instantly shattered the shock and stupor within the Inquisition. In its place surged an overwhelming dread—chilling them to their very core, stirring disbelief and terror. It was as if an invisible hammer had slammed down upon them. Awakened from their bystander mindset, every face twisted into a look of utter horror, as if they had just seen a ghost. “Impossible!” cried a senior Inquisitor in panic, his voice even trembling. “This…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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Six thousand Yin Soldiers, each equivalent in power to the peak of Foundation Establishment—such a force might not seem impressive in other versions. Even in the Great Collapse version, the Alliance of Immortals boasted tens of thousands of Foundation Establishment cultivators. But in this Mystery version, where supernatural traits are restricted by rules, this was nothing short of a world-shaking show of power. If not backed by an immense, possibly one-and-only transcendent pathway as its…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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“Council of the Dead?” On the top floor of the union headquarters, inside a spacious and solemn office, Lu Yan lightly tapped his fingertip against the polished mahogany desk. His low voice reverberated through the still air. Standing respectfully at the lower end of the desk was Elizabeth, dressed in a well-tailored black suit. Her long silver hair was neatly coiled at the back of her head. Upon hearing the name, a hint of surprise flickered across her face. She immediately gave a slight bow…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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The Industrial Zone — Ornn Steelworks. As one of the largest steel plants in the Orland Industrial District, the Ornn Steelworks produced one-fifth of the kingdom’s entire steel output, making it one of the vital arteries of national industry. Yet at this very moment, the massive plant was shrouded in an unusual atmosphere. Where once the air was filled only with the roar of machinery and the chants of laborers, the dormitory area was now densely packed with workers. Their buzzing discussions…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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The Underworld Path and the Extraordinary Paths of the Occult Version were fundamentally different in their logic of advancement. In the Occult Version, one must consume potions and digest them in order to ascend. This was because the extraordinary traits of various paths within the Occult Version were scattered across the world. Transcendents had to search for these potions step by step, consume them, and then endure the process of digestion to purge the madness and corruption hidden within,…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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At the very moment when Saint Xi En, a peak-ranked Saint of noble status, bowed his head, a nearly imperceptible twitch appeared at the corner of Lu Yan’s always-composed face. A faint sense of absurdity, something only he himself could feel, quietly bubbled up like an air pocket rising from the depths. If the mighty Emperor Fengdu truly stood behind him, capable of making divine law manifest with a single word—would he need to scheme so cautiously, even resorting to such thinly veiled…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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Early the next morning, Orank City remained as calm as ever. What had occurred at the White Manor was known only to a scarce few among the lower-class citizens. A high-sequence Transcendent had intervened to block all information related to the White Manor and the White Family. Even if ordinary people passed by the ruins, they would instinctively overlook its presence. However, in the Transcendent world and the upper echelons of Victoria’s society, this was nothing short of a cataclysmic…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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Lu Yan’s voice was calm, yet it crashed into Charles and the silver-haired woman like a boulder thrown into still water, stirring up stormy waves in their hearts. He idly twirled the Royal Scepter in his hand—the symbol of supreme power in the Victoria Kingdom. Beneath the dying sun, the jewel atop the scepter gleamed with a chilling light, reflecting a future of turmoil for the royal family. The silver-haired woman’s body tensed for just a moment—barely noticeable—but she quickly…
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