Story Background

The moment Jia Youcai entered the Virtual World, the sight before him made his eyes widen instantly.

In the desolate and treacherous Gravel Mountain Range, Qian Xunji cradled an infant in his arms as he frantically leaped through the jagged rocks, fleeing for his life.

He was in a wretched state. High in the sky, a man stood atop the majestic Golden Dragon, looking down upon everything below like a god, his eyes filled with boundless fury and killing intent.

"Damn bastard, how did they find me?!" Qian Xunji cursed. By now, he was covered in wounds, blood constantly seeping from them, soaking his clothes and dripping onto the ground, leaving blotches of crimson across the gravel.

He had no idea how many bones had been shattered. Every movement brought piercing agony, but the infant in his arms kept him from stopping for even a moment.

Suddenly, the winds and clouds shifted overhead. A scorching Golden Dragon Breath cascaded down like a waterfall, striking the ground directly before Qian Xunji and exploding with a deafening boom.

The shockwave spread outward like raging tides. The immense force halted Qian Xunji's frantic steps, nearly making him stumble to the ground.

At the same time, countless enormous fireballs fell from the sky like meteors, blazing fiercely as they enveloped Qian Xunji and trapped him within a sea of flames.

Qian Xunji's expression turned grim as nine soul rings flashed around him at once, radiating dazzling light.

Several streaks of Golden Light shot out from around him like razor-sharp blades, shattering the fireballs before they could land and turning them into scattered sparks that vanished into the air.

"Qian Xunji, you can't escape!" A furious roar came from the heavens, echoing through the valley like thunder and making everyone's ears ache.

Qian Xunji gritted his teeth and erupted with brilliant light, illuminating the area as brightly as day and making it impossible to keep one's eyes open.

Yet before he had taken more than a few steps, an enormous iron hammer crashed down directly in front of him like Mount Tai bearing down, sending dust flying everywhere.

A young man approached him—it was Tang Hao. He rested the raised hammer against his shoulder, fury blazing in his eyes as he shouted, "You heartless beast! Leave your life here today!"

Qian Xunji clutched the infant tightly to his chest once more and shouted, "You can kill me, but I only ask that you spare the baby in my arms." There was a trace of pleading in his voice.

"You're courting death!" Before the words had even faded, the Golden Dragon descended from the sky, its massive steel-like claws stomping hard onto Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji felt an overwhelming pressure crash down upon him, as though it would grind his body to pieces. He circulated all his Soul Power and erected a barrier, barely blocking the fatal strike. Even so, his body trembled under the strain, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans formed on his forehead.

This was the scene Jia Youcai saw upon arriving in this world.

His eyes were wide, his mouth hanging open as he blurted out, "Holy shit, how the hell did everything get flipped upside down? Young Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang are chasing Qian Xunji down and beating the crap out of him!"

He remembered that in the anime, Yu Xiaogang's Soul Power had only been level twenty-nine. So why did he now have nine soul rings? The stark contrast left him struggling to accept it.

Just then, another enormous screen appeared in the sky, its light flickering as it introduced the background of the story.

It turned out that because Jia Youcai had chosen the route of crushing Demon King Tang San, the worldview of this world had undergone earth-shattering changes.

In this world, Spirit Hall did not exist. Qian Xunji was not the Pope either, but merely a genius who possessed a God-tier Spirit. Yet his own talent was limited, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not gain the Angel God's recognition. Thus, he placed all his hopes on the next generation.

Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong had originally been a loving couple. They adored one another and shared a deep bond.

Bibi Dong was also the continent's only wielder of Twin Martial Souls, with enormous potential. While Yu Xiaogang was away training for a year, Qian Xunji conceived evil intentions. He drugged Bibi Dong, violated her, imprisoned her, and forced her to bear him a child.

He sought to use this method to ensure that his descendants inherited powerful Spirits and fulfilled the dream he himself could never achieve.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang arrived with his friend Tang Hao, both brimming with murderous intent as they came to seek vengeance.

Watching the fierce battle unfold before him, Jia Youcai could not help blurting out in admiration, "Not bad!"

Then, filled with anticipation, he eagerly wondered how the plot would develop from here.

Returning to the main storyline, Qian Xunji knew he had nowhere left to run. Ignoring the limits of his body, he surged forth with all his Soul Power.

He first blasted Yu Xiaogang above him away with a fierce shockwave. The light around him suddenly flared, his nine soul rings flashing wildly as he tried to seize a slim chance of survival through this final desperate struggle.

Tang Hao merely snorted coldly. The enormous Clear Sky Hammer in his hand trembled violently, dark patterns flowing across its surface like agile serpents. In an instant, it erupted with a terrifying pressure that sent chills down one's spine, like a towering mountain crushing down upon Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji hurriedly twisted aside to evade it, summoning layer after layer of golden barriers in an attempt to block the oncoming attack.

But how could he possibly withstand the power of the Clear Sky Hammer so easily? With a thunderous boom, the golden barriers shattered instantly, and the hammer, still carrying its momentum, smashed heavily into Qian Xunji's shoulder.

Qian Xunji felt a mountain-toppling force surge into him. He was flung backward like a kite with its string cut, blood spraying wildly from his mouth.

Yu Xiaogang stood proudly atop the Golden Dragon, his gaze as cold as frost. With a sweep of his hands, the Golden Dragon let out an earth-shaking roar. Its wings snapped open, and like a bolt of lightning tearing across the sky, it charged fiercely toward Qian Xunji.

Before Qian Xunji could steady himself, the Golden Dragon appeared before him like Ghostly. Its enormous claws, sharp as blades, raked viciously toward his chest.

Qian Xunji exhausted all his strength to condense a shield of light before himself, but under the Golden Dragon's ferocious attack, the shield was as fragile as thin paper and was torn apart in an instant.

The dragon claws struck Qian Xunji without obstruction, leaving several bone-deep wounds across his body. Blood gushed out, staining his clothes red.

Qian Xunji staggered back several steps. Startled by the chaos, the infant in his arms cried even more miserably.

But Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang showed not the slightest mercy because of those cries. Tang Hao shouted and leaped high once more, lifting the Clear Sky Hammer overhead like a black sun radiating an icy glow.

He smashed it viciously toward Qian Xunji's head. This blow contained all his rage and strength, and the air along its path was compressed until it gave off a piercing howl.

Qian Xunji wanted to dodge, only to discover that his body no longer obeyed him. His legs seemed nailed to the ground, unable to move even an inch. He could only watch helplessly as the Clear Sky Hammer drew closer, his heart filled with endless terror and despair.

Just as the Clear Sky Hammer was about to strike his head, Qian Xunji used his last shred of strength to devote all his Soul Power to protecting the infant in his arms.

Boom! The Clear Sky Hammer smashed heavily into Qian Xunji's head. His head burst apart like a watermelon, brains and blood splattering everywhere in a gruesome sight.

At the same time, the Golden Dragon under Yu Xiaogang's control attacked again. It opened its bloody maw and fired a scorching Golden Dragon Breath like a laser, instantly piercing through Qian Xunji's body.

Under the searing Dragon Breath, Qian Xunji's body rapidly blackened, releasing a pungent stench of burnt flesh.

Qian Xunji's body swayed a few times before finally collapsing helplessly to the ground, unable to move again.

The infant in his arms fell to the ground with him and began wailing loudly. Its cries echoed through the silent air, sounding especially miserable.