Hollow Ascension - Chapter 121: Uninvited Visitor

Do you believe in Transmigration?Shengyuan a powerful entity that had reached the pinnacle of cultivation — shredded his mortality in pursuit of the Heavenly Dao path is struck down by his heavenly tribulation bringing an end to his desires, ambitions and his Conquest for usurping the universal law, defying karma itself and BECOMING one with Fate.His fall?Comes with a heavy price on all.Five hundred years pass and the world had deviated from spiritual leylines, meridians and technology took full effect — the cultivation method used? Technological implants and cores that bring forth Qi from data, systems and artificial leylines but with this new change in the ways of cultivation comes a great risk to all and mysterious creatures are brought into the world.A young, cultivationless inventor Yuanchen is betrayed by his family as he is accused of a crime he did not commit — cast from the heavenly cities, Yuanchen crosses the path between the living and the dead and there he meets Shengyuan's indomitable spirit.The following is the journey of two opposing souls with different ideals — one seeking the truth of where he comes from and why he is scorned. The other coming to terms with mortality again and trying to reach for fate itself again with his two hands.

Derek Carter never asked for a System, an apocalypse, or the pressure of being humanity’s so-called “last hope.”He was just trying to survive the daily struggles of being an orphan in Paleview City—dodging bullies, scraping together meals, and lying his way into school. Life was already hard enough.Then, one day, a blue screen pops into his vision:[Warning: The world is doomed. Try not to die.]Yeah, great. Just what he needed—cryptic doomsday messages and no instruction manual.Now, monsters are creeping into the city, reality is unraveling, and Damien’s “legendary” starting stats are barely above zero. The System promises him power, but there's just one tiny problem—he’s never won a fight in his life.Armed with sarcasm, questionable decision-making skills, and the sheer refusal to die, Damien is about to embark on the worst (and possibly last) adventure of his life. Because if the world really is ending… he’s at least going to make it someone else’s problem first.After all, heroes are overrated—survivors get to tell the story.

In the pursuit of wealth and land, cultivation was actually a very expensive luxury activity. Having unintentionally received the legacy of the legendary cultivator, alchemist, and medical scholar Ge Hong, the simple mountain man Ge Dongxu began to earnestly make money. While most people were still in high school, he had already started to earn money for his alchemy and cultivation as he studied. While most college students were worried about the expenses of having a girlfriend, he had already become a boss. When most college graduates were busy sending out resumes in search of a job, and rich second-generation kids were showing off sports cars in front of beauties, he had already become a super-rich heir, and of course, a supreme medical saint hidden in plain sight.

Carn wakes up from a vivid dream where he spent a thousand years as a gargoyle, guarding a demon lord's tomb.In this dream, he possessed supernatural powers, including the ability to teleport and instantly kill anyone within range who broke eye contact with him. Heroes, saintesses, adventurers, all fell before him.When he returns to his normal life, things take a strange turn. Carn realizes he still has the gargoyle’s powers, and the world he has woken up to seems different.But adjusting to the new reality is not the real issue. Carn brings back something nobody in this world has imagined. Not only he imports his powers to this alternate Earth, but he also carries over his gargoyle instinct and his hobby. He loves snapping human necks.Whether it's ordinary humans, explorers, super soldiers, cyborgs, mutated beasts, monsters, or mysterious entities from other dimensions, Carn eagerly anticipates snapping their necks, one neck at a time...In secret, of course.