Novels by Ace

The Demon Monarch Wan Hua stood beside the two Great Commanders from the Demon Realm, speaking respectfully, "Within the Hundred Flowers Tower, a Fifth-Order Low-Grade Grand Formation, the Thousand Reds and Myriads of Charm Azure Demon-Slaying Grand Formation, is laid out! This formation has infinite might, and with the aid of the Power of Earth Veins, it can even slay cultivators who have undergone the Divinity Transformation!"Xiang Yuan Agutu sneered coldly, "It's merely a measly Fifth-Order Low-Grade Grand Formation! With Yuanyuan and myself joining forces, we can easily break it!"Yuanyuan's brows furrowed slightly, but he said nothing more.Xiang Yuan Agutu and Yuanyuan were both ancient demons at the pinnacle of the Divinity Transformation stage, each extremely powerful. A Fifth-Order Low-Grade Grand Formation, even if operated by a Fifth-Order Array Master, could at best only trap one of them, and not suppress both."Attack!"Xiang Yuan Agutu let out a fierce roar.Countless D

"I wonder if the Eagle Demon Emperor can control the Three Calamities Thunder Spear, this Heaven-Connecting Spirit Treasure. If he can, it would make him even stronger!"Jun Jie felt a stir in his heart, took out the Three Calamities Thunder Spear, and handed it to the Eagle Demon Emperor.As soon as the Eagle Demon Emperor took hold of the Thunder Spear, lightning erupted from the body of the spear, resisting his touch. It clearly did not wish to be controlled by him.A hint of regret flashed across Jun Jie's eyes, "Just as I thought! The Three Calamities Thunder Spear, which restrains demons and ghosts, cannot be wielded by them. It's like how difficult it is for cultivators of the righteous path to wield demonic implements. Those implements are far less powerful in the hands of righteous cultivators compared to demon path cultivators."The Eagle Demon Emperor could also forcibly control the Three Calamities Thunder Spear, but if he was not careful, he could even hurt himself, and t

Jun Jie's Alchemy was ranked among the best in a Cultivation Holy Land like the Great Chu Empire. The Superior Grade Elixirs he refined were also extremely effective. After using one, True Lord Qingyun could feel the exceptionality of the Elixir and was naturally willing to help Jun Jie.With the help of True Lord Qingyun, Jun Jie quickly exchanged Superior Grade Elixirs with the Nascent Soul Cultivators of the six major factions for a good number of Ancient Demon Corpses. The reputation of the Elixirs refined by Jun Jie soon spread far and wide, and more Nascent Soul Cultivators took the initiative to contact True Lord Qingyun to exchange their Ancient Demon Corpses for his Elixirs.After the joint expedition of the seven great sects against the Myriad Changes Demon Sect failed, the prices of various resources that could enhance battle power, such as Elixirs, Magic Artifacts, and Talismans, soared. In the past, those Nascent Soul Cultivators would not easily part with Nascent Soul Le

Master Qingyun let out a deep sigh, "It's bad, everyone saw the scene where the tower master was gravely injured! People's hearts are uneasy!"If Fairy Bai Rui was unharmed, naturally everyone's resolve would be steady, and they would unite to resist the demons. However, after she was severely injured by the Great Commander Yuanyuan, Hundred Flowers Tower's morale plummeted, and they were headless. Many Nascent Soul Cultivators were worried about the future of Hundred Flowers Tower.Jun Jie said, "Master Qingyun, do you have any Ancient Demon Corpses in your possession? I plan to refine a Magic Artifact that restrains the Demonic Path and I need a large amount of Ancient Demon Corpses."Master Qingyun said, "I have two Nascent Soul Level Ancient Demon Corpses in my possession, what will you trade for them?"Jun Jie smiled slightly, "How about a bottle of Superior Grade Spirit Pill that can enhance the spiritual power of early-stage Nascent Souls?"Master Qingyun's eyes lit up, "Deal!"

Jun Jie brought out the Soul-Nourishing Wood and placed it beside him, absorbing the mysterious power released from the wood, and operated the method for nurturing the soul recorded in the Raise Demon Great Technique, nourishing his own soul. Then, he activated the devouring of the Dao Fruit to aid the demon lord residing within the carcass of Hawk Extinction in absorbing the power of the demon carcass.Each day the small bulge on Hawk Extinction's body grew larger, and after three months, it turned into a huge black egg, one Zhang in size, covered in countless mysterious demonic patterns.Crack!The black egg suddenly cracked open, and from within emerged an ancient demon with an eagle's head, bat wings, a scorpion's tail, and its body covered in a layer of pitch-black scale armor, bearing an eight-parts resemblance to Hawk Extinction and radiating a fearsome aura comparable to the Nascent Soul Mid-Stage Peak Level."Eagle-headed Scorpion-tailed Demon.""Bloodline Quality: Supreme Gr

The Nascent Soul of Hawk Extinction had just left its body when it was pierced through by a claw from the severely injured White Ghost Emperor, who then stuffed it into his mouth and began to chew voraciously.Jun Jie thought to himself, "Ancient demons at the Divinity Transformation stage are still too strong! If there were two such ancient demons, I might not be able to hold them off. If three were to attack, I would certainly be doomed! The main reason I was able to kill Hawk Extinction is that the Three Tribulations Thunder God Spear, this Heaven-Connecting Spirit Treasure, is incredibly powerful!!"The Three Tribulations Thunder God Spear, a Heaven-Connecting Spirit Treasure, was a treasured artifact that Jun Jie had forged after numerous remarkable adventures, utilizing countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures from the Blue Sky Sea and devouring Dao Fruits for its refinement.The physical constitution of human cultivators is far inferior to that of the Monster Race and

Rhys returned to the university for nourishment of young talents and instantly caused a stir.Since Mama Chun and Baby Chun were not stored in his soul space and were rather roaming in the open, their sudden appearance in the university grounds took many by surprise.[ Ice Breath ]Almost as soon as Mama Chun appeared in the university in her massive polar bear form, a few clueless students tried to attack her thinking she was a rogue monster and were turned to ice statues instantly by Mama."Easy there Mama, don't kill them" Rhys pleaded as he stored Mama Chun in his soul space, while grabbing the small and cute Baby Chun in his arms."What is this place? Where are the trees?" Baby Chun asked, as it looked extremely surprised to see an area which was not a forest.Having been born in the origin realm 'Vorithra Slyithen', baby Chun had never seen the tower or the real world.For him, the entire universe was a forest and hence when he saw this new terrain for the first time, he felt ov

Rhys stood in silent contemplation, weighing the pros and cons of each path and while the [Path of the Titan's Fury] was tempting, offering raw power that could easily crush his enemies, after a lot of contemplation Rhys decided that he needed to think beyond just raw strength and that he needed balance, strategy, and the potential for growth.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he made his decision. He reached out and picked up the scrolls for the [Path of the Grand Sage] and the [Path of the Dragon Slayers] as he felt that the strategic wisdom of the Grand Sage combined with the evolving power of the Dragon Slayers would make him a formidable warrior, capable of adapting to any challenge.As he picked these two choices, Rhys looked at the third scroll, the [Path of the Titan's Fury], with a pang of regret.He knew it would have made him incredibly powerful, but he also knew that his choice needed to be more well-rounded and since he could only choose two, he had decided to ch

Rhys stood in the feathery room, his eyes fixed on the five scrolls before him. Each scroll represented a unique path, each with its own advantages and challenges.While all five paths offered attractive choices, in the end he could only choose two of the five which was why he needed to choose very wisely.After thinking for a while, Rhys decided to make his decision by the process of elimination, as he eliminated the scrolls least suitable for him first, so that he could focus on the ones he really wanted with a clear mind.First, he considered the [Path of the Tempest Blade].The ability to harness the power of the wind, to strike swiftly and almost invisibly, was incredibly appealing. However, he knew that while he had decent agility, it wasn't his strongest suit.Relying on sheer speed and precision in combat wasn't his preferred style, if he had learnt anything after fighting Durban it was the fact that agility wasn't everything in swordsmanship as while Durban was nowhere near a

While Rhys contemplated his choices for the sword path he was going to choose as his reward, two other massive upgrades were silently bestowed upon him, unbeknownst to him at the time.Firstly, his non-physical attributes were being enhanced in real time as his body's nervous system, including all the nerves and the synaptic connections in his brain, received a significant upgrade.While the first tier promotion test had improved his physique, muscle, and bone quality, the second tier promotion test focused on enhancing attributes such as Dexterity, Intelligence, and Stamina.Rhys could now perform precise movements with remarkable accuracy due to his enhanced nervous system.The improvement allowed his brain to send signals to his muscles more efficiently, enabling him to execute complex and delicate maneuvers with ease.Every motion, from the flick of his wrist to a full-body pivot, became more controlled and exact, giving him a crucial edge in battles where precision was paramount.

Once Rhys defeated Durban, he felt his bloodlust not dying down at all as he could not calm down after that blood pumping fight that he just had.As if turning into a demon possessed, he looked for the next strong opponent that he could face to possibly continue feeling this rush of beating death, however, as he started to look for the next opponent, the ship and his surroundings began to fade away into small granules of dust as if they were never real matter and were just an illusion from the start.Soon, he returned to the fluffy feathery room where he once was, while the injuries that he suffered over his body during the fight against Durban began healing rapidly as if they were fake too.To him it felt like he had just cleared a game stage and he had been returned to the previous floor after the boss raid was over, However, this was the real world and not a game, which made the fight he experienced all the more bizarre."Was it all just an illusion?" Rhys asked the Griffin-Like cr

Finally, as they reached the spot where Rhys wanted to lure him. Rhys cast a [Fire Wall], creating a blazing barrier that forced Durban to step back.The flames provided a brief respite, allowing Rhys to assess the final weak points of the last rope and the precise angle of the masts fall, as the plan he initially envisioned was finally nearing its conclusion."You think this fire will stop me?" Durban laughed, leaping through the flames with a predatory grin.Rhys retreated, his heart pounding as he guided Durban with every step, positioning him perfectly.With one final, desperate effort, Rhys slashed the last critical rope and cast [Wind Wall] to control the mast's collapse.The mast creaked and began to tip, its immense weight groaning against the weakened supports as it was at that moment that Durban's eyes widened as he realized what was happening, but it was already too late.The spot he was standing on was precisely the area where the mast was falling and he did not have the n

The Convergence Ring finished aligning.There was no explosion. No dramatic surge of light.Instead, reality grew quiet.Too quiet.The space around the Ring smoothed out, all turbulence settling as if existence itself were holding its breath. The rotating segments slowed, each one locking into place with a soft, resonant hum that echoed across layers of reality.Ray stood at the forefront of the platform, unmoving.Freya remained beside him, her hand clasped tightly around his. She could feel it now, clearly. The pull. Not physical, but conceptual. Something was reaching for Ray, testing how firmly he was anchored to the world.“This is it,” Frigga said quietly.Hela said nothing. Her gaze was fixed on the Ring, her authority surging instinctively, Helheim responding to her tension. Deep below, the abyssal gate she had sensed earlier pulsed in sympathy, answering a call it did not fully understand.The Ring flared once.A single symbol ignited at its center.Not system script.Someth

The Empire of Ouroboros did not descend into panic.That, more than anything, was a testament to Ray’s rule.Ray stood at the highest observation platform of Ouroboros, gazing into the void beyond the Empire’s borders. The space there looked unchanged, but he could feel the pressure building beneath it, like a tide gathering strength before a wave.“They’re reinforcing the perimeter,” Frigga said, joining him. “Not against invasion. Against interference.”Ray nodded. “They’re isolating us.”Freya arrived moments later, her expression composed but tight. “I’ve confirmed it across multiple worlds. System permissions are being quietly rewritten. Long-range authority projection is being restricted.”“They’re boxing us in,” Hela said, stepping out of a shadow that bent unnaturally around her. Helheim’s influence followed her now, subtle but ever-present. “Trying to limit the damage radius.”Ray exhaled slowly.“They’re afraid,” he said. “That’s good. But fear makes them cautious, not reckl

Ray returned to consciousness with a sharp intake of breath.He was lying on cold stone.For a brief moment, his senses lagged behind his awareness. Sound returned first. Distant echoes. Familiar. Then weight pressed against his back, grounding him fully in reality.“Ouroboros,” he muttered.He pushed himself upright.The Throne Hall was in disarray.Cracks webbed across the floor where the throne had once stood. Residual divine energy still clung to the air, unstable and raw. The throne itself was gone, reduced to scattered motes of authority that hovered aimlessly before slowly dissolving.“Ray!”Freya’s voice reached him a split second before she did. She crossed the distance in an instant and dropped to her knees beside him, hands gripping his shoulders as if to confirm he was truly there.“You disappeared,” she said, her voice shaking despite her attempt to control it. “The system tore you out of reality. We couldn’t reach you.”“I know,” Ray replied. His voice was hoarse, but st

The white expanse did not feel empty.That was Ray’s first realization.There was no ground beneath his feet, yet he stood without falling. No sky overhead, yet the light came from everywhere at once. It was a place stripped of context, designed to remove all reference points.A controlled environment.Ray exhaled slowly and flexed his fingers. His body responded normally. His divine senses, however, felt muted. Not sealed, but dampened, like sound passing through thick walls.“So this is verification,” he said aloud.His voice echoed faintly, though there was nothing for it to bounce off.No response came immediately.Instead, the white began to shift.Lines appeared beneath his feet, spreading outward in geometric patterns. They formed a vast circular platform, etched with symbols Ray recognized instantly.System script.Older than any interface he had seen before.“Testing me with your own language,” Ray murmured. “Bold.”The air rippled, and figures began to take shape around the

The aftermath lingered like a bruise on reality.Even after the envoy’s fragments faded, Helheim did not return to normal. The pale green flames along the chains burned brighter than before, and the mist churned restlessly, as if the realm itself were unsettled by what had just transpired.Hela stood near the edge of the platform, her gaze fixed on the horizon where the envoy had appeared.“It left traces,” she said quietly.Ray nodded. “Of course it did.”He waved his hand, and thin lines of golden light spread outward, weaving through the air like a net. Wherever they passed, faint distortions became visible. Cracks too subtle to notice before. Laws that had been nudged out of alignment.Freya watched with a tight expression. “Those aren’t natural.”“No,” Ray replied. “They’re observation anchors.”Frigga’s grip on her staff tightened. “Meaning?”“Meaning it wasn’t just watching me,” Ray said. “It was mapping everything. Helheim. Ouroboros. You.”Hela frowned. “Then why pull back no

Hela’s words lingered in the air for a moment longer than necessary.Ray watched her expression carefully. Despite the casual snort and dismissive tone, there was something genuine there. A quiet relief. Odin was alive, irritating as ever, and still part of the world.“That’s good,” Ray said simply.He turned his gaze away from the group and looked out across the open hall. The structure floated high above Helheim’s endless gray expanse, anchored by massive black chains that disappeared into the void below. Pale green flames burned along the edges of the platform, giving the space an eerie glow.Helheim had changed.Or perhaps it was more accurate to say it was finally waking up.Since Ray had claimed dominion over the Norse Pantheon, the realm of the dead had begun to respond to Hela in subtle ways. The air felt heavier, more stable. The souls drifting through the distant mist no longer wandered aimlessly. There was order now, guided by a will that had grown far stronger than before.