Lucas could only watch in horror as the five men tied him to a piece of wood the size of an adult's thigh. He could feel the rough ropes digging into his skin, and he knew that he was in serious trouble.
The men carried him outside and started to walk towards the edge of a ravine. Lucas could see the steep drop-off, and he knew that they were going to throw him off the cliff.
"Please, don't do this," Lucas begged, trying to wriggle free. "I'll do anything you want."
But the men just laughed and continued to walk. Lucas could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that he was going to die.
When they reached the edge of the ravine, the men stopped and turned to face Lucas. One of them, a tall man with a scar running down his cheek, stepped forward.
"You know who I am, don't you?" he said, sneering. "I'm Garrick, the member of the White Swan sect. And you, Lucas, are nothing but a pathetic little worm."
Lucas felt a surge of anger wash over him. He had heard of the White Swan cult, and he knew that they were a group of ruthless killers.
"I'll get my revenge," Lucas swore, glaring at Garrick. "I'll kill all of you."
Garrick just laughed. "If you survive, I'll be waiting for you," he said. "But I doubt you'll make it out of that ravine alive."
With that, Garrick kicked Lucas in the head, sending him sprawling to the ground. The other men started to urinate on him, laughing and jeering.
And then, with a final push, they threw Lucas off the cliff. He could feel himself falling, tumbling through the air. He could hear the men's laughter echoing in his ears.
Lucas's last words were a promise. "I'll kill all of you," he shouted, his voice echoing through the ravine. "I'll make you pay for what you've done."
And then, with a final thud, Lucas hit the bottom of the ravine. He could feel the pain shooting through his body, and he knew that he was badly injured.
But he also knew that he wasn't going to give up. He was going to find a way to survive, to get his revenge. And when the time was right, he would make the White Swan cult pay for what they had done.
As Lucas fell, he could feel his body being torn apart by the rocks and debris. He could hear the sound of his bones breaking, and he knew that he was badly injured.
But then, just as he was about to hit the bottom of the ravine, something strange happened. Lucas's hologram reactivated, and this time a different text appeared: "Random Luck: God Level Luck."
Lucas didn't understand what it meant, but he knew that it had to be a good thing. And then, as he hit the bottom of the ravine, he felt a strange sensation wash over him.
He could feel his broken bones knitting themselves back together, and the pain started to fade. Lucas looked around and saw that he was surrounded by skulls and bones. It seemed that many people had been thrown down here before him.
But then, Lucas saw something that caught his eye. There was a purple flower growing out of the rocks, and there was a small fruit on it that looked like a grape.
Somehow, Lucas knew that it was special. He could feel a strange energy emanating from it, and he knew that it would save him.
With the last of his strength, Lucas started to crawl towards the flower. It was difficult, as his bones were still cracked and broken, but he refused to give up.
And then, just as he was about to reach the flower, Lucas's vision started to fade. He could feel himself slipping away, and he knew that he was going to die.
But then, just as he was about to close his eyes, Lucas felt a surge of energy wash over him. He could feel his body healing itself, and he knew that he was going to live.
Lucas reached out and plucked the fruit from the flower. He could feel its strange energy coursing through his veins, and he knew that he was going to be okay.
As Lucas closed the distance to the strange flower, he knew that he had been given a second chance. And he swore that he would use it to get his revenge on the White Swan cult.
Lucas was finally able to eat the strange plant. It was difficult at first, as his body was still weak and broken, but he refused to give up. He knew that he needed the energy to survive.
As he ate more and more of the plant, Lucas could feel its strange energy coursing through his veins. He could feel his body healing itself, and he knew that he was going to be okay.
Lucas continued to crawl like a snail, but he never gave up. He knew that he had to keep moving if he wanted to survive.
Finally, after what felt like hours, Lucas's hologram appeared again. This time, it provided information about what he had just eaten. It was called the Thousand Year Flower of Heaven, and it contained 1000 years of Qi.
Lucas couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had never heard of such a thing before. But as he continued to eat the plant, he could feel its energy filling his body.
Slowly but surely, Lucas's body began to heal. He could feel his broken bones knitting themselves back together, and the pain started to fade.
Lucas knew that he had been given a second chance. And he swore that he would use it to get his revenge on the White Swan cult.
After he had eaten all of the plants, Lucas decided to meditate.
As he sat there, surrounded by the bones of the dead, Lucas swore that he would never forget what had happened to him. And he vowed that he would make the White Swan cult pay for their crimes.
The village was on fire, and the screams of the dying echoed through the night. Many people had already perished in the flames, and their charred corpses lay scattered throughout the streets.But amidst the chaos, there was one man who seemed to be enjoying himself. He was a man in his thirties, with cold, dead eyes and a cruel smile on his face.This man was known as the Eye-Collecting Demon, and he was feared throughout the land. His attacks were vicious and unpredictable, and he seemed to take pleasure in causing pain and suffering."Please, have mercy!" a woman cried out as she ran past him, clutching her child to her chest.The Eye-Collecting Demon just laughed. "Mercy? I have none for the likes of you."As the villagers tried to fight back, the Eye-Collecting Demon moved through them like a shadow. His blade flashed in the firelight, and with each strike, another villager was blinded."Aaaargh! My eyes! My eyes!" a man screamed as he clutched his face, blood streaming between hi
There was a large field in the White Lotus Sect. This field was part of the training grounds of one of the outer disciple factions there. This faction was called the Blue Faction.As the blue faction of the outer disciples of the White Lotus sect continued their training on the big field, Garrick kept a close eye on his students. Garrick was also an outer sect disciple, but he was trusted to be the leader of the blue faction, one of the five factions of outer sect disciples.Garrick's shout echoed across the field as he led the training, pushing his students to their limits. When one of the students failed to execute a stance properly, Garrick grew angry and kicked the student's leg, telling him to practice again.But Garrick's ears suddenly twitched on their own. Garrick's intuition was strong and he knew something was coming.From the distance, Garrick heard footsteps approaching. It seemed that one of the teams from the blue faction that was on duty had returned. However, something
Lucas had spent countless days and nights in the depths of the abyss, cultivating with every fiber of his being. His body and spirit had been pushed to their limits, but he refused to give up. He knew that the only way to protect those he cared about was to become stronger.As he sat in meditation, Lucas felt a sudden surge of energy coursing through his veins. He opened his eyes and saw that his hair had turned as white as snow. It was the effect of the ancient plant he had consumed, a plant that contained the Qi of a thousand years."Finally," Lucas muttered to himself. "I can feel the power within me."He stood up, feeling a newfound power in his spirit. He stomped his foot on the ground, and a hole appeared beneath him. He peered down into the darkness and saw what appeared to be an ancient graveyard.Suddenly, a monstrous creature emerged from the shadows. It was a swarm of thousands of black worms, each one emitting a poisonous smoke that threatened to choke the life out of him.
After absorbing the dark energy, Lucas felt an unusual lightness in his body. Unaware of the potential consequences, he continued to harness this energy to further lighten his form, using it to enhance his techniques.He had learned to lighten his body, allowing him to float effortlessly through the air and land silently on the roof of his wife's house. He knew what he would find inside, but he had to see it for himself.As he peered through the skylight, his suspicions were confirmed. His wife was in bed with two men, both of them outer disciples of the White Swan sect. Lucas felt a surge of anger and disgust, but it was quickly replaced by a cold, emotionless void. He had absorbed the Drk energy before coming here, and he could feel his humanity fading away.There was something peculiar happening to Lucas. He felt a slight twinge of pain in his heart, but it was instantly replaced by an overwhelming bloodlust. It seemed as though this was a consequence of his continuous use of dark
In the White Swan Sect, it was precisely in the territory where the outer disciples of the sect were located.Ugar's fists slammed into the rock with a fury that echoed through the White Swan sect's training grounds. Each impact sent a jolt of pain up his arms, but he gritted his teeth and pushed through it. He couldn't afford to be weak, not after what had happened with the Eye Collecting Demon.As he pounded away at the rock, memories of that fateful night flooded his mind. The demon had appeared out of nowhere, its grotesque form towering over him. Ugar had fought with all his might, but it was no use. He had been helpless against the demon's power.Ugar's breath came in ragged gasps as he continued to attack the rock, his fists moving in a blur. But no matter how hard he hit, the rock only cracked, never shattered. Frustration welled up inside him, mingling with the rage that still burned in his chest.Suddenly, a voice broke through his thoughts. "Ugar, what are you doing?"Ugar
Ugar leaped from branch to branch, his eyes scanning the forest below. The Eye Collecting Demon had vanished without a trace, leaving behind an unsettling silence that sent chills down Ugar's spine. He gritted his teeth and pushed himself harder, refusing to let the demon escape."Where are you?" he muttered under his breath, his eyes narrowing as he searched for any sign of movement.As he jumped, Ugar could feel the strain on his muscles, his Qi burning through his body at an alarming rate. He knew he couldn't keep this up for much longer, but he had to find the demon before it was too late.Suddenly, he felt a faint tug at the edge of his senses. It was subtle, almost imperceptible, but Ugar had been trained to detect even the slightest of disturbances. He followed the trail, his eyes narrowing as he honed in on his target."There you are," he murmured, his fingers curling into fists as he prepared to strike.But just as he was about to land his blow, he felt a searing pain in his
As Lucas and Ivy approached the village gate, they were greeted by the sight of villagers going about their daily chores. Lucas was particularly struck by the sight of a villager milking a goat, and a child carrying a pile of grass to feed her cattle. Strangely, Ivy also seemed taken aback by the scene, and Lucas couldn't help but feel a twinge of suspicion."Have you never seen this before, Ivy?" Lucas asked, trying to keep his tone light.Ivy tried to argue, but Lucas could tell she was hiding something. He kept his suspicions to himself, but he couldn't shake the feeling that Ivy wasn't who she claimed to be.Ivy's attention was soon drawn to the goats, and she asked the villager if she could try her hand at milking one. The villager agreed, and Ivy sat down next to her, her hands deftly squeezing the goat's teats. The girl watched in amazement as the milk flowed into the bucket.Lucas kept a watchful eye on their surroundings, but everything seemed normal. The villagers went about
Lucas threw the pebble at the phon leaves that night, hoping to scare off any potential threats lurking in the shadows. But nothing happened. The leaves rustled gently in the breeze, and the forest remained still. Lucas let out a sigh of relief and turned to Ivy."I guess it was just a hunch," he said, trying to shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in his gut.Ivy nodded, her eyes scanning the darkness around them. "We should find a place to rest," she said. "We've been walking for hours."They said goodbye to the group of people they had met earlier, who were still sitting around a fire, grilling chicken and laughing. Lucas couldn't help but feel a pang of envy as they walked away. He wished they could join them, but he knew they had to keep moving.They walked for a few more minutes until they came across a small clearing. In the center of the clearing was a large tree with sturdy branches that looked perfect for climbing."I'll check it out first," Lucas said.He climbe
A deafening explosion ripped through the air, shaking the earth beneath their feet. The once lush and vibrant forest was now a smoldering crater, filled with plumes of smoke that choked the sky. The Patriarch of the Iron Blood clan stood triumphantly at the center of the destruction, his eyes gleaming with a twisted pleasure."Behold, the power of the Dragon God!" he roared, his voice echoing through the desolate landscape.The nearby village was in chaos, as the terrified villagers scrambled to escape the wrath of the Iron Blood clan. A man in the crowd stood frozen, his legs unable to move as he watched the monstrous figure approach. He was a human with a half-dragon form, a rare and feared breed in this world.The Dragon God's wings sent dust flying as he landed before the man, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity."Do you believe in God?" he asked, his voice low and menacing.The man nodded, his voice trembling as he replied, "I do.""And who is your God?" the Dragon God sneer
Near the thundering waterfall, the beautiful and petite Mei lay asleep, her short hair splayed out around her like a halo. She was a True Immortal, and as such, her senses were heightened. Suddenly, she bolted awake, her eyes snapping open as she felt a powerful aura approaching.Mei sat up, her heart pounding in her chest as she scanned the area for any signs of danger. That's when she saw him - a figure descending from the sky, his wings spread wide and his aura radiating like the sun. It was Lucas."Lucas!" Mei cried out, her voice echoing through the canyon. "What are you doing here?"Lucas landed gracefully on the ground, his wings folding behind him. "Mei, I need your help," he said, his voice urgent. "I've absorbed three Dragon Blood artifacts, and I need the Dragon Hearth that's hidden behind this waterfall."Mei's eyes widened in surprise. "But Lucas, I was assigned by my master to protect that artifact. It's too dangerous to fall into the wrong hands."Lucas nodded solemnly.
The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood, as the corpses of a hundred men lay strewn about the chamber. The Patriarch of the Iron Blood family stood amidst the carnage, his breathing heavy and labored. He had not anticipated the Virgin Tears artifact to be so difficult to control."Stand back!" he bellowed, his voice echoing off the stone walls. His index finger twitched involuntarily, and he could feel the dark energy of the artifact coursing through his veins."What's happening to me?" he muttered, his eyes wide with fear. He had always been a man of steel, never wavering in the face of danger. But now, he felt his body slipping away from him, as if it were no longer his own.The Patriarch's fingertips began to blacken, and his eye took on the slitted pupil of a cat. He let out a roar of frustration, his neck veins bulging and his face reddening as he fought against the power of the artifact.But it was no use. The Virgin Tears continued to seep into his body, until he was
Above the mountain peak, the clouds were a brilliant white against the azure sky. Lucas could feel the power of the Dragon Blood artifact coursing through his veins, his muscles rippling and expanding as they absorbed its energy. He bit his lip against the searing pain, feeling as if his very bones were being reshaped."Agh... it hurts so much... I can't take it anymore," Lucas muttered through gritted teeth, as he fell to his knees. He could feel his skin peeling away, revealing the raw, red flesh beneath. He retched violently, blood and bile spewing from his mouth.As the transformation reached its peak, Lucas gasped as scales began to sprout from his skin, shimmering in the sunlight. They were a deep, iridescent black, and they seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy. The pain was unbearable, and Lucas screamed in agony as the scales tore through his flesh.The scales quickly receded, leaving Lucas's skin smooth once more, but he could feel that his body was forever changed. He
Inside the mountain shrouded in a thick, black fog, Lucas grunted in annoyance as he navigated his way through the dead trees. The stench of decay filled the air, making it difficult to breathe. He could see corpses littering the ground, half-buried in the dirt."Great, just what I needed," Lucas muttered to himself, suspecting that this trip would be more troublesome than he had initially thought.As he drove forward, he noticed something strange about the ground. It seemed to be pulsing with a dark energy. Lucas decided to take a risk and jumped on top of a pile of dead wood, using it as a makeshift bridge.Sure enough, as he made his way further into the mountain, the strange feeling intensified. Even though Lucas was already incredibly strong, he could feel the power of the artifact that affected this mountain. It was much stronger than anything he had ever encountered before except the Dragon Hearth.Lucas jumped from tree to tree, trying to get a better view of his surroundings.
The short, neckless cultivator ventured deeper into the ominous black mist that enveloped the mountain. The trees around him were lifeless, their branches bare and twisted like gnarled fingers reaching out towards the sky. The air was thick with the scent of decay and damp earth.As he walked, the cultivator's senses were on high alert. He could hear the faintest rustle of leaves beneath his feet and the distant sound of water trickling down the mountainside. Suddenly, he felt a presence behind him. He spun around just in time to see several cultivators lunging towards him with their weapons drawn.With lightning-fast reflexes, the short cultivator dodged their attacks and countered with a swift punch to the head, sending one of his assailants crashing to the ground. The others quickly retreated, but the cultivator knew they wouldn't give up so easily.He quickened his pace, his heart pounding in his chest as he scrambled up the steep incline. The higher he climbed, the heavier his le
The Ivy family was slowly recovering from the brutal attack by the Iron Blood family. Lucas walked through the makeshift infirmary, his heart heavy as he saw the injured and maimed bodies of his friends and family. He clenched his fists in anger, knowing that he couldn't defeat the patriarch of the Iron Blood family in a fair fight.As he continued to walk, he heard a soft voice calling his name. He turned to see Ivy, his wife, approaching him with a small smile on her face. She held out a rice ball to him, and he took it gratefully, savoring the taste of the simple food."I know you're worried about the Dragon Blood artifacts," Ivy said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But you can't do this alone. You need to rest and recover before you go after them."Lucas shook his head, his determination unwavering. "I don't have a choice, Ivy. If the patriarch of the Iron Blood family comes back, I won't be able to protect you and the others. I need to find the remaining artifacts befo
Lucas felt the world closing in around him as the Iron Blood patriarch's grip tightened around his throat. His vision began to blur and darken, and he could feel the life being squeezed out of him.Suddenly, a holographic display flickered to life in front of Lucas's eyes. The words "[Random Luck Activated]" flashed across the screen, and Lucas felt a surge of hope.The Iron Blood patriarch's grip loosened slightly as he let out a cry of pain. He clutched at his chest, his eyes wide with shock and fear. Lucas could see the veins bulging in the man's neck and forehead, and his skin began to blister and blacken.The Iron Blood troops around them began to panic, shouting and scrambling to get away from their leader. The patriarch stumbled backwards, his eyes locked on Lucas with a mixture of fear and hatred."Retreat!" he bellowed, his voice barely above a whisper. "Retreat now!"The troops didn't need to be told twice. They turned and fled, leaving Lucas and the patriarch alone in the m
The patriarch of the Frost Sword family, a tall and imposing man, received the news that the army of the evil Iron Blood family was nearing their border. He called his daughter Ivy, a white-haired woman with piercing blue eyes, to his side."Ivy," he said, his voice heavy with concern. "I know this is not what we had planned for your future, but I need you to stay here and protect the family while I go to the battlefield."Ivy's heart sank. She had always known that this day might come, but she had hoped that she would be able to fight alongside her father. She looked at him, her eyes filled with determination."Father," she said, her voice steady. "I want to go with you. I can fight, and I want to help protect our family."Her father shook his head. "Ivy, it's too dangerous. I can't risk losing you."Ivy's mother, who had been listening from the doorway, stepped forward. "I agree with your father, Ivy. It's too dangerous for you to go to the battlefield."Ivy's eyes flashed with ange