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. Countl

"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

With the practical examinations completed, the university finals officially came to an end.Now everyone could do nothing except wait.Two days later, the results would be announced, marking the final day of the semester and the official graduation ceremony.Students who had not yet reached Floor Twenty-One of the Tower would receive provisional degrees.Those certificates could later be upgraded into full degrees once they successfully reached the required floor.Students who had already conquered Floor Twenty-One and completed the mandatory Survival Training course would graduate immediately with full academic recognition.Had Rhys and his companions been selected to represent the university in the Inter-University Tournament, their preparations would have begun immediately after finals.Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, Liam had prevented that from happening before his death.Fearing the dangers that came with such a public competition, he had ensured neither Rhys nor Maeve wo

Compared to the written examinations, the practical finals were almost effortless for Rhys.By the time they began, his recent promotion to Tier 2 had already spread throughout the university. Every student knew exactly how large the gap between them had become, and very few were foolish enough to challenge him.The first few matches only reinforced that belief.The moment Swordsmanship Instructor Mae gave the signal to begin, Rhys ended each duel almost instantly.None of his opponents managed to last longer than four seconds.After witnessing those one-sided victories, the remaining students lost whatever courage they had left. Whenever Rhys’s name appeared in the tournament bracket, his opponent simply forfeited without stepping onto the arena.Eventually, even Instructor Mae decided there was no point continuing.She removed Rhys from the remaining evaluations and awarded him full Volts for the course.There was nothing left for him to prove.Throughout the academic year, he had m

Ironically, the professors had never formally taught the class how to defeat a Hydra.Hydras rarely appeared below the sixtieth floor of the Tower of Ascension, placing them well beyond the level most students would encounter.That didn’t stop the exam from asking.Rather than leaving the answer blank, Rhys combined everything he knew from theory with lessons learned during real battles.Instead of repeating information from textbooks, he proposed an original strategy designed specifically to limit the creature’s regeneration while gradually reducing its ability to recover.His answer contained practical considerations, battlefield positioning, and contingency plans if the initial strategy failed.By the time he finished writing, Rhys was confident that his paper reflected more than academic knowledge.It reflected experience.That alone would distinguish it from the majority of submissions built entirely upon memorized notes....The second written examination covered Power Dynamics

The moment Rhys returned from the Tier 2 promotion test, he barely had time to catch his breath before another challenge demanded his full attention. The university final exams had arrived. Between preparing for the exams and dealing with everything else happening around him, he completely forgot about the new sword skill scrolls he had obtained. Even the recent update to his Strongest System slipped from his mind. None of it seemed important right now. His only priority was graduating at the top of his class. The longer Rhys studied at the University for Nourishment of Young Talents, the more he realized just how valuable its education truly was. Every lecture, every assignment, and every practical lesson had already saved his life more than once inside the Tower. The professors weren’t simply teaching theories. They were teaching students how to survive. That realization pushed Rhys to devote himself entirely to his studies. He absorbed every lesson as though it might

Once Rhys returned to his room and confirmed that little Chun was fast asleep, the first thing on his mind was Kael and Maeve.He found Varyn organizing a stack of documents outside the dormitory and casually asked, “Have you seen Kael or Maeve?”The question had an immediate effect.Varyn’s relaxed expression disappeared, replaced by an awkward grimace. He scratched the side of his face, glanced away, then rubbed his hands together as though buying himself time.“Well… uh… about that…”Rhys’s brows slowly drew together.“What happened between Kael and Maeve?”The hesitation alone told him everything.Something had gone terribly wrong.Kael and Maeve had never gotten along. Ever since the first day they stepped into the university, they had been like oil and water. Kael never hid his dislike for her, and Maeve never bothered pretending to tolerate him.The only reason they had never crossed swords for real was because Rhys had always been around to stop things before they escalated.B

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

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.