Novels by Zellix

“Eliris!” The mist thundered and its voice shattered the air until the earth beneath buckled and cracked. “That witch! She dared betray me!” it snapped. Crimson flames tore from its core and descended into the ground. Buildings crumbled and were set ablaze under the assault. Rumbles rolled through the streets as fire consumed stone and steel alike. “Eliris! Witch, you think you can betray me like that!” It spoke through a clenched jaw. Each word was sharp and full of fury. Beneath it, screams echoed in faint ripples. A handful of humans had been set ablaze by the flame it unleashed. Their skin gave way and their cries rose before being swallowed by the roar of fire. No help or assistance came. All of humanity stood with heads lifted toward Dracone. Their minds and will were bound by the system as they could no longer act for themselves. “Long live King Dracone,” they chanted like a mantra. The words were hollow and repeated without thought. Even as their own kind burned besi

The void rings multiplied across the heavens with terrifying speed.At first there were only a handful, then they doubled into dozens, and then hundreds.The golden circles expanded outward until they consumed nearly the vast quarter of the throne room. Ancient symbols flowed endlessly across their surfaces, each inscription radiating a pressure so immense that the gathered elders instinctively felt their knees weaken.The atmosphere itself changed, the air became heavier, breathing became difficult.Even the flow of spiritual energy throughout the Celestial Realm appeared to hesitate beneath the authority emanating from the rings.Every elder present recognized the technique.It was called the “the void rings or doom rings” depending on who described them.Some called it the “demon's realm”It was a forbidden celestial art known only to sovereigns.It was so feared that its very existence had become a warning whispered to younger gods. Entire civilizations had vanished within those

Noxarion threw his head back and laughed.The sound rolled through the Celestial Realm like thunder unleashed after a heavy rainfall.His amber eyes blazed with cruel satisfaction as he stared at Draven's battered form."Peasant."The word dripped with contempt.Without hesitation, he lifted his foot and drove it into Draven's back.The impact was devastating.Draven's body shot across the battlefield and slammed into the wall of the Dao Dominion with enough force to make the barrier tremble violently. Golden waves rippled across its surface as cracks of amber light spread from the point of contact.Blood splashed against the barrier.For a brief moment, Draven remained pinned there before gravity slowly dragged him downward. His body slid along the glowing wall, leaving a crimson trail of blood behind him before collapsing onto the fractured ground.His limbs felt heavy.Every breath felt harder than the last.The Primordial Sword remained buried deep within his chest, suppressing e

“You peasant!” Noxarion's voice exploded across the Dao Dominion like the wrath of a celestial emperor. The golden sphere surrounding them trembled violently. Massive cracks raced through the amber sky overhead before healing instantly, as though the barrier itself struggled to contain the fury radiating from its creator. The very air became heavy. The ground beneath Draven's feet shattered into countless fragments. Golden streams of divine energy surged around Noxarion's body. His imperial raiment dissolved into glowing particles before reforming into a magnificent suit of amber armor. Each plate carried ancient inscriptions older than civilizations. Countless runes crawled across the armor like living creatures. They pulsed with unimaginable power. His silver hair rose into the air before gathering neatly behind his head, forming an immaculate warrior's bun. The transformation gave him the appearance of a supreme ruler standing above countless worlds……actually he was th

“You peasant!”Noxarion's voice exploded across the Dao Dominion like the wrath of a celestial emperor.The golden sphere surrounding them trembled violently.Massive cracks raced through the amber sky overhead before healing instantly, as though the barrier itself struggled to contain the fury radiating from its creator.The very air became heavy.The ground beneath Draven's feet shattered into countless fragments.Golden streams of divine energy surged around Noxarion's body.His imperial raiment dissolved into glowing particles before reforming into a magnificent suit of amber armor.Each plate carried ancient inscriptions older than civilizations.Countless runes crawled across the armor like living creatures.They pulsed with unimaginable power.His silver hair rose into the air before gathering neatly behind his head, forming an immaculate warrior's bun.The transformation gave him the appearance of a supreme ruler standing above countless worlds……actually he was the supreme.A

“Is death!”The declaration thundered through the throne room like a divine verdict.The ancient walls trembled.Thousands of inscriptions carved into the golden stone pillars awakened at once, illuminating the hall in streams of golden light. The runes pulsed rhythmically as though the realm itself acknowledged Noxarion's judgment.A suffocating pressure descended upon everyone present.The elders immediately lowered their heads even further.Not a single soul dared speak. Not a single one dared breathe too loudly.Upon the massive throne, Noxarion remained seated, his expression devoid of mercy.His ember colored eyes glowed faintly.Then he slowly raised a hand.The moment his fingers moved, reality bent.A magnificent golden constellation appeared beneath Soulmaster Zephar's feet.Countless symbols rotated within it.The air crackled, space warped.The old man stared down at the formation beneath him.For several moments, he said nothing.His weathered face remained calm.His shou

Li Wei shot forward, his gaze fixed on Shen Wuyin. “You hurt me with that hit,” he hissed, swinging his battle axe.A sharp blue slash tore from the axe head, slicing through the air with a sizzling crack.A green barrier formed around Shen Wuyin, four layers thick, pausing Li Wei’s slash midair.“To get this over with.” Shen Wuyin moved with terrifying speed, too fast for Li Wei to see him coming.Meanwhile, Tan Su stood still, admiring Mo Yueli.“You are a pretty one.” He swept his gaze over her slowly. “Why do you want to get beaten?” he asked lazily.A sharp clash of green and blue lights erupted into the air, the intensity almost blinding.Mo Yueli and Tan Su stood at the other end of the platform, their gazes locked on each other as though no one else existed beside them.“Talking to me won’t make your defeat any less swift,” Mo Yueli said, tilting her head to the side.Tan Su lowered his gaze, a small smile curved on his lips.“Feisty. I like it.” He met her gaze again. A dimly

“Dao masters, cultivators, and beautiful ladies. We have come to the last round of the 13th Moon Meet,” Lin Xue announced.An uproar of applause thundered across the valley.Lin Xue adjusted his collar, a brown scroll in his hands. “At this stage, we have four top contestants left. Tan Su, Yun Li, Mo Yueli, and Li Wei.”Cheers filled the air.Xie Linger cheered the most as though her brother was amongst them.“I pray he wins.” She clasped her hands together, her eyes dazzling.Lin Xue cleared his throat, controlling the cheers.“Now, these four will fight against each other in pairs.”He gestured for the four to come onto the platform, and they obliged, three except one—Mo Yueli.Lin Xue swept his gaze across the crowd, searching for Mo Yueli.Just then, a young maiden walked up the platform and approached Lin Xue.“Where is the princess?” Lin Xue asked quickly, his voice low as though he was afraid of the crowd hearing.The young maiden dipped her head. “I passed your message to her.

Xie Ling’er slammed her hands together.WHOOSH!A heavy gush of wind tore from her hands, rippling through the valley.Ladies struggled to hold their gowns in place. Trees around them swayed in the rhythm of the wind.“That’s one heavy wind blast,” Lin Xue commented, squinting against the wind.Mo Yueli stood still, her dao robe swaying in accordance with the wind. “Interesting.” She scoffed and adjusted the collar of her robe.Shen Wuyin stood unwavering by the torrent, his expression unreadable.After a few seconds, the wind settled.Xie Ling’er grinned. “Princess, you asked for it.”With a single flick of her wrist, two metallic crimson hand fans materialized in her grip with a sharp click.Mo Yueli stepped forward. “Show me what you’ve got.” She raised her hand, and a sword appeared in her grip, purple gemstones embellishing the hilt.A smug smirk tugged at the corners of their lips.A thick film of qi swirled around the blade.“Okay, let’s go,” Lin Xue shrieked with excitement.X

“Lin Xue,” Luo Yuyan muttered. Lin Xue leaned closer. “I haven’t seen Tan Su before. Is he from our sect?” Luo Yuyan asked. Lin Xue straightened, adjusting his robe. “He isn’t from here. He is from the Luoxia Sect,” he responded, his voice low. Luo Yuyan tilted his head in amusement. The Luoxia Sect is the second Eminent Sect in the South Region, he thought as he locked his gaze on Tan Su. Suddenly, Luo Yuyan’s expression hardened. “Then why is he here? Why wasn’t I informed about it?” Lin Xue lowered himself beside Luo Yuyan, his gaze locked on the ground as though it held the answer. “His mother is Xiao Lengyue, one of the merchants at the main market.” Luo Yuyan glared at him for a second, sending shivers down Lin Xue’s spine. “He is only here for a visit,” Lin Xue said quickly. “He asked to participate in the Meet, nothing more…” “To show off,” Luo Yuyan cut in sharply. Lin Xue swallowed hard. “Maybe.” On the platform, two guards carried Shang Li out

The moon rested over the horizon, casting silver rays over the valley.Men and women gathered from across the sect, their gazes locked on the Meet platform, made from palm wood and molten metal.Luo Yuyan sat on a wooden bench, with two high-level cultivators standing at his sides.On the platform stood Lin Xue, the Meet’s host.“Dao masters and ladies, welcome to the 13th Moon Blade Meet. For the first time in years, we have nearly twenty competitors, each possessing great techniques and combat skills,” Lin Xue announced.An outburst of cheers and applause rippled through the valley.“Unlike previous Meets, Sect Master Luo Yuyan pledges a winning prize of Gale-Step Boots, crafted from the hide of a Cloudwing Beast, and the Baiyun Spirit Blade Sword.”Gasps echoed faintly.“The Baiyun Spirit Blade Sword?”“Sect Master had previously denied access to it, and now he is giving it as a reward?”The villagers murmured amongst themselves.For decades, the Moon Blade Meet had been a traditio

“Come buy! Freshly captured Crimson Flame Lion’s core! Only a thousand gold coins!” a man cried out.A bronze cart stood beside him, with a teenage girl standing behind it.“Come buy! Freshly captured Crimson Flame Lion’s core! Only a thousand gold coins!” The man cried out once more.Just then, people began walking up to him.“Crimson Flame Lion? Do you even know what you are saying?” A man in a white dao robe asked with a raised brow.Moving past the gathering, Shen Wuyin’s carriage propelled toward Luo Yuyan’s Palace.The palace was built entirely from fine wood, its polished surface gleaming beneath the light. Tall cherry trees surrounded it like silent guardians, their lush leaves adding to the palace’s natural beauty.“Woah. This is so beautiful,” Qing muttered, her lips parted.Their mother sat behind Shen Wuyin, resting her head on his shoulder.Upon entering through the palace gates, a hundred men stood before them, their eyes locked forward on Luo Yuyan as he walked out of h