From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 278 The Rise of the Supreme God of the Mortal Realm, the Ultimate God

Chen Xuan's eyes became vacant, his soul felt as if it had sunk into a quagmire, and he stared blankly at the large eye in the sky.

The eyes of the Candle Dragon seem to possess a strange power, making it difficult to look away once you've seen them.

Suddenly, a deafening, trembling sound came, jolting Chen Xuan, whose mind was in a state of confusion, awake.

"Buzz!"

A page of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Guyao" swayed, outlining a mysterious blue-gold power that brought Chen Xuan back to his senses.

At this moment, he invaded the Mountain and Sea Banquet, and his scattered divine soul consciousness completely contracted, eventually forming a real figure. Thus, he saw more of the scene in the Eye of the Candle Dragon.

"rumble……"

Hundreds of millions of bronze chains intertwined and floated, all glowing, as if countless stars were shining, passing through the chains and entering the enormous vertical pupil.

"This..." Chen Xuan looked up and saw that in the vertical pupils of the candle dragon, it seemed as if stars were falling, like the will of countless ancient things, coming to the banquet through bronze chains.

Immediately following, the divine moon and the blazing sun rose slowly from all directions, one after another, illuminating all things.

Moreover, images of ancient mythical beasts such as the Kunpeng, the True Dragon, and the Fei Niu appear, along with palaces and temples stretching like mountains, bathed in divine light, resembling celestial paradises...

In the eyes of the Candle Dragon, it was as if immortals and saints had descended upon the world, carrying terrifying fluctuations.

The various voices that arose in Chen Xuan's mind gradually became clearer.

"Who has taken such a risky step? Drinking poison to quench thirst—" An extremely cold voice resounded in the pupils of the Candle Dragon, seemingly very dissatisfied with the appearance of Chen Xuan of Xinzhai.

"The path to becoming a True Lord has come to an end; how can anything be accomplished? Throughout history, even at its peak, Xinzhai never reached the pinnacle of supreme power—" another voice commented, as if it could see the end of Xinzhai's path at a glance.

"This evil weapon is now completely useless—"

Where do these voices come from?
Chen Xuan felt heavy-hearted, guessing that it was not the Candle Dragon's Eye that was speaking, but some mysterious and unpredictable will that came through the bronze chains.

A group of extraterrestrial demons?
Moreover, these wills do not seem to like Xinzai, and there are subtle feelings of hostility and disdain.

"The Ascension Platform has betrayed us, and [Divine Spirit Ming] has blocked our retreat route back to the Ancestral Court from the Great Ruins—" A hoarse voice from beyond the heavens resounded, and attention seemed to have shifted away from Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan was puzzled. Did the Ascension Platform refer to the Celestial Palace?

What is this "Divine Spirit Brightness"? Is it a chosen one?
Could these wills that have traveled from afar be those of immortals and sages who have ascended to heaven and disappeared into the shadows, or their descendants? Or perhaps they are simply the traces left behind by some ancient beings?

They attempted to return to the various Daoist temples in the world of immortals and ghosts...

Thus, the celestial palace occupied by the Twelve Golden Elixir Immortals sensed something, descended to the mortal world, and blocked their path back?!

"rumble……"

On the endless land, mountains and rivers trembled, city walls collapsed, palaces and temples turned into ruins, and countless chains of laws and principles crisscrossed in the air decayed and shattered.

Where is the so-called celestial banquet? Even the towering divine trees have been burned and withered, turning into ashes. The melodious celestial music that once floated in the air has now turned into the sounds of battle and bloodshed.

In Chen Xuan's view, the earth seemed to have undergone tremendous changes, with the passage of time passing by.

Immediately afterwards, countless outstanding talents from all over the land rose into the sky like shooting stars, breaking through the clouds and mist.

At this moment, many prodigies realized the existence of the Candle Dragon's Eye.

"Who are you, and what do you want?!" a dashing and imposing man asked.

He is the [Eternal Venerable], wielding a golden sword embryo that could sever the past, present, and future. He stands atop a towering figure, treading on ten thousand feet of thunder, suspended above the clouds, seemingly the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao. Even when facing the ancient, he still possesses an aura of dominance and conviction that looks down upon everything.

This is the highest destiny, born in ancient times and reaching the level of immortals.

Legend has it that this is the destiny closest to the Supreme Heaven Realm. Some even believe that the first Ten Thousand Generations Venerable may have actually entered the Supreme Realm and swept across all the heavens, making him the first Venerable of all ages!
Therefore, the Supreme Being of All Ages is also referred to by some as the Innate Supreme Being.

"There has been a dramatic change beyond the heavens, and there are too many formidable enemies. We are about to be exhausted... You are the last seeds of hope for all the sects and lineages." A gentle voice responded from the heavens, stating frankly the reason for the Mountain and Sea Banquet.

On the shattered earth, everyone was immediately thrown into turmoil.

It was actually the will from outside the world of immortals and ghosts, summoning them to a banquet through the Candle Dragon's Eye, which overlooks all the heavens and myriad realms!

"What exactly do you want with us lowly cultivators?!" From another part of the sky, a figure in a Qilin royal robe asked.

Ji Youbing of the Dali Dynasty stood amidst auspicious clouds, with nine golden unicorns lying or sitting beneath him. Flower petals from the Great Dao were scattered, and amidst melodious music, seventy-two ethereal fairy figures danced around him, as if they were about to ascend to heaven in broad daylight.

The ruins of this celestial banquet were so vast that the attendees were scattered across various places, making it difficult for them to meet each other.

At this moment, everyone was puzzled. A great change had occurred in the heavens, something so extraordinary that it was almost a myth or legend. But what did it have to do with a minor cultivator?
Even those destined immortals who aspire to seek immortality and enlightenment have a clear understanding that the world of immortals and ghosts belongs to true lords... It will be about a hundred or two hundred years before they gain sufficient authority!

"The Ascension Platform is causing trouble. In the past 100,000 years, no new blood has been able to ascend. Too many people who should have been outstanding have been harmed by it... And the True Monarchs of this era are all deeply entangled, and most of them have lost their paths!"

A voice sighed from the sky, then continued, "This place is completely cut off from the outside world, and we have already washed away the various marks and imprints remaining on your bodies."

Countless people were astonished to discover that the inexplicable attack they had suddenly encountered was actually a strange phenomenon resulting from the erasure of various traces and imprints.
Is this helping them cleanse the traces of constraints left by the True Lord's great object, and even the [Celestial Palace]? An amazing find!
Moreover, it's no wonder that some of the older spirit travelers were granted the right to attend the banquet. Could it be that they were not oppressed too much by the True Lord and the Immortal Palace and still had a chance to be saved?
"There's such a benefit..." With the help of his master Xuanjie, Emperor Yan Ming Xiaohou had just retrieved the alchemy furnace derived from divine power when he heard this voice and quickly scrambled back. Xiaohou cupped the scalding divine fire in his hands and poured it over his head for a bath.

Many people are overjoyed, especially those with the Heavenly Mandate Immortal Seed. If they can gain more at the Mountain and Sea Banquet, they may be able to completely escape the control of the True Lord!
"Among you, some are destined immortals who foresaw this day's arrival and have therefore sought to remain in the mortal world, deliberately delaying their progress in transcending worldly concerns—"

A voice spoke from the sky, then reminded:
"But unfortunately, our strength is waning, and we cannot all return... Therefore, we can only select a small number of the finest guests to share all the gifts—"

As soon as the words were spoken, the true scriptures and immortal techniques within everyone's bodies began to glow, and golden scriptures appeared one by one, which then condensed into an invitation with written words.

On the ground, Hua Liuli stared at the invitation in her hand, on which were written a few short words:

"Qingnang, Dangkang, the Lord of the Two Realms..."

She realized that she had achieved something in these kinds of inheritances and carried some ancient karma, thus qualifying her to attend the banquet.

"Why didn't they give me an invitation? They clearly barged in." Chen Xuan muttered to himself, displeased.

He glanced around, his mental energy now restrained, preventing him from taking in the entire scene at a glance. However, his vantage point was high, so he could still see many people nearby, all of whom had received an invitation.

"How do we judge their merits?" a prodigy from another realm asked.

"A great war is breaking out in the heavens. If you can't fight, all talk is in vain... The more invitations you get, the higher your seat will be in the end." A voice from the sky said, "The one at the very top can be called the champion."

In ancient times, the banquets held at the mountains and seas would have tested many more aspects.

But this final Mountain and Sea Banquet in the world of immortals and ghosts seems to have only selected successors of the Daoist lineage who are skilled in combat.

Many were horrified, for there were many young cultivators of the Mortal Realm here! How could a mere cultivator, facing a spiritual being, possibly have any hope of victory?
Chen Xuan plummeted towards the ground to avoid being discovered by the other banquet guests who were in high spirits nearby. At this moment, his divine soul body, which had come from a spiritual journey, was experiencing a surge of blood and qi. His meridians and bones began to grow, and tiny blood beads appeared!
The Five Treasures Martial Immortal Body gradually emerged from the divine soul!

Not long ago, Chen Xuan's soul seemed to have broken through a mysterious barrier and taken root in his flesh and blood. At this moment, it is displaying incredible abilities and is about to descend to this place in its true form.

The various wills within the Candle Dragon's Eye finally spoke a warning:
"Everyone, this is the last chance to ascend to heaven and change your fate. The Great Dao is only about competition, and some less brilliant lineages can only be eliminated and fade away... We have said all we have to say."

As soon as the words fell, the Candle Dragon's Eye, which had been hovering in the sky, slowly disappeared, and the will that had come through the bronze chains vanished completely.

But everyone realized that obtaining more invitations would bring the greatest benefit... and might even make them no longer fear the threat of the True Lord.

The final burst of brilliance in the depleted world of immortals and demons will all converge on a handful of people at the forefront.

“It is often said that immortals and sages have gone into hiding. They probably went to a wider world through the Great Void or the Candle Dragon Eye. But now, the [Immortal Palace] has blocked the path to ascension, so everything has become a legend…” Chen Xuan speculated in his heart.

He walked on the broken earth, concealing his presence and whereabouts.

Because it was discovered that numerous terrifying battles had broken out on the distant horizon, a divine being directly attacked Ji Youbing of the Great Li Dynasty, snatching the invitation from her hand…

Those former prodigies, some in their fifties or sixties, or even older, began to rely on their divine travel abilities to bully the weak and eliminate young "troublemakers" who dared to fly.

Among the current generation of young geniuses in their twenties and thirties, a large number have been blessed with divine destiny.

But ultimately, he has not yet matured and is still at a lower level than the previous generations of prodigies.

"Search briefly about the situation at the Mountain and Sea Banquet, then return immediately to discuss it with Little Black True Monarch and Old Zhang."

Chen Xuan made a plan in his mind. He looked around at the surrounding environment and scenery. Broken walls and rubble were everywhere. This place was once an ancient battlefield site deep in the Southern Region, and it had a desolate atmosphere.

He saw the ruins of some once magnificent buildings, their runes and formations torn and destroyed, long since faded and lost their luster.

Chen Xuan walked over and tried to study these ancient broken runes. With a light touch, they turned into dust and ash. He couldn't see much. These runes were severely missing.

"The celestial palace descended to the mortal realm, presumably to search for this region... This region, which can isolate the celestial palace, may contain ancient artifacts that still retain divine power."

Chen Xuan thought to himself, staring at the various points of destiny light in his field of vision, but they were all very far away.

The high-level communication talisman in his hand, which was of the level of a treasure, could travel freely across a vast area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles in a single province, but at this moment, none of it worked.

Immediately, he took out a personal item made of flowery glass, activated the Azure Bag Technique [Mysterious Wind Spirit Water Hidden True Chapter], and prepared to find the two realm lords first.

Hua Liuli is very strong, rising to the point where she is only inferior to the other immortal geniuses of her generation, but here, that's not enough... Moreover, she is not well prepared for the Mountain and Sea Banquet.

"Huh? No trace can be found, the energy has been cut off, has Hua Liuli entered some place of opportunity?"

Chen Xuan was stunned. The Qingnang Technique had failed. He pondered whether Hua Liuli's body had been completely cleansed of all traces and aura after being refined by the divine fire in the furnace.
The organizers of the Mountain and Sea Banquet were right; all the marks and imprints on the attendees were burned away completely.

"But the traces and imprints left by Xinzhai are still there."

Chen Xuan was still able to observe their movements.

Could it be that the ancient Xinzhai did not have the ability to keep abreast of the movements of the Heavenly Mandate and the evil spirits?
He was puzzled because, logically speaking, the ancient concept of "fasting of the mind" should have been thoroughly studied.

But at this moment, Chen Xuan's meditation was still functioning steadily and without any impact.

"They said someone had chosen Xinzai, but they completely misjudged the situation. Xinzai got in based on his own merit!"

Chen Xuan pondered to himself, because everyone else had received an invitation except him!
Immediately, he cautiously moved towards Hua Liuli's location, drifting across the land like a gentle breeze. Soon after, he passed through a group of collapsed temples. In a glance, he saw overgrown weeds and a thick layer of dust and cobwebs.

This once magnificent temple complex is now dim and desolate, with mottled rune marks on the broken walls.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Chen Xuan noticed something was wrong. A dazzling golden light suddenly shone from the collapsed temple.

He quickly retreated and observed carefully. The broken wall flew up, and the ruined temple seemed to be restored to its original state. Moreover, solemn chanting came from the temple, and a golden swastika rose up, shining brightly. Everything seemed sacred and pure.

He was quite surprised. A strong life force was reviving in the temple from its silence. It was a Qi practitioner with an extremely strong Qi, who had obtained the opportunity first.

Chen Xuan was unwilling to cause trouble for the time being, so he decided to take a detour.

But in an instant, he stopped and looked down, seeing the ground beneath his feet tremble. Then, a huge golden hand lifted him into the air. The hand and feet were as big as houses, and the whole body seemed to be cast in gold.

"Boom"

The golden hand carried Chen Xuan into the magnificent, newly rebuilt temple.

Chen Xuan stood in the golden palm. He turned around and looked up. In his pupils, he saw a golden swastika seal suspended in the air, radiating a halo-like precious light.

It was a golden Arhat with hundreds of giant pillar-like arms behind him, blooming like lotus flowers, forming various mysterious mudras. He was over a hundred feet tall, sitting cross-legged on a futon, chanting Buddhist scriptures.

It was this Thousand-Handed Arhat who led Chen Xuan into the temple.

"Now that you have seen the true Buddha of Mount Ling, why don't you come into the temple to worship!" The Thousand-Handed Arhat Vajra suddenly glared angrily, his expression ferocious and majestic, and sternly questioned Chen Xuan in his palm.

His entire body was radiant with precious light, and his kasaya was woven with streaks of runes, exuding a faint aura of divine travel.

Chen Xuan scratched his head, glanced at the Thousand-Hand Arhat figure on the futon, and then blinked and said, "Monk, are you dizzy from chanting scriptures? Think of your lines before you talk to me!"

The Thousand-Handed Arhat was taken aback.

"Sir, which lineage do you belong to?" Thousand-Handed Arhat asked hesitantly, unable to ascertain Chen Xuan's background.

He could sense Chen Xuan's aura, which was only at the cauldron level, but Chen Xuan was not afraid at all, which made him wonder if he had encountered a holy son of some ancient Daoist temple.

These are some of the most distinguished people in the world, and they are used to being arrogant and domineering.

"You don't even recognize me? And who are you, some nobody Qi practitioner?!" Chen Xuan retorted.

He was about to leave, but the Thousand-Handed Arhat managed to "capture" him, so naturally he wasn't in a good mood.

"I am a disciple of the Bodhisattva of Randeng Temple on Xiaoling Mountain. Twenty years ago, I ranked sixth in the list of immortals of the Western Land and was ordered to go into seclusion to overcome the tribulations of the mortal world."

The Thousand-Handed Arhat spoke, saying that if it weren't for the sudden summons at the Mountain and Sea Banquet, he would have soon successfully undergone the tribulation of the mortal world and become a true divine traveler, thus separating the immortals from the mortals.

Chen Xuan suddenly realized that he was a prodigy from the previous generation's list of immortals.

"Leave your invitation behind, and I will let you leave safely," the Thousand-Handed Arhat demanded sternly. He was beginning to exhibit the aura of a divine being, and the cauldron was no longer a threat to him.

"I didn't have an invitation," Chen Xuan said, shaking his head and telling the truth.

"A liar's accusation is a death sentence!" Thousand-Handed Arhat roared in fury. If the other party wouldn't listen to reason, then he had no choice but to accept the consequences. Since all the marks and imprints on everyone at the Mountain and Sea Banquet had been erased, even killing a direct disciple of an ancient Daoist temple wouldn't be detected by outside True Monarchs. Therefore, Thousand-Handed Arhat had no qualms whatsoever!
"boom!"

The swastika seal spun with golden light, and the Thousand-Handed Arhat's palms came together, like a five-finger mountain collapsing down, overflowing with boundless precious light, intending to crush the ungrateful Chen Xuan into a pile of minced meat.

"Bang!" Chen Xuan swung his arm and immediately snapped off the downward-pressing Buddha finger.

In an instant, several golden Buddha fingers broke off, flying out in a spray of blood, crashing into the temple walls and pillars in the distance.

The Thousand-Handed Arhat was immediately astonished: "Are you truly a direct descendant of the ancient Daoist sect? Your mere cauldron is already so extraordinary; you must be a peerless genius ranked among the top of the immortals' register... Such power must not be allowed to live!"

The hundreds of arms behind him formed various hand seals, some falling with palms together, others in a flower-picking gesture, like hundreds of dazzling meteors, dancing and falling across the sky.

The Buddha's voice boomed, and an incomparably solemn and sacred light shone forth. He was like the legendary ancient Buddha descending to earth to suppress all evil people who disobeyed the Buddha's words.

"The Buddha said, killing is for the sake of saving the world!" The Thousand-Handed Arhat roared furiously.

Chen Xuan was helpless. Advanced Qi cultivators were all decisive and ruthless people. When the Thousand-Handed Arhat saw that he was not an ordinary genius, he immediately decided to eliminate him completely and prevent him from becoming a permanent threat.

He directly activated the Eight Qi Heavenly Fate Immortal Body. With every move he made, Yin Yang and the Five Elements flowed with divine radiance. This was a terrifying power that had never appeared in ancient history. It could be said that he was capable of sweeping away all other cauldrons and treasure bodies in the world.

However, Chen Xuan was somewhat surprised. The Thousand-Handed Arhat was terrifyingly strong, and his golden body was indestructible.

In his hands now, he held on for a full two or three breaths.

Chen Xuan smashed all the hundreds of arms that had fallen, and blood rained down along with golden fragments.

As expected, the top geniuses who made it into the top ten of the Immortal Ranking all had some rather terrifying stories behind them.

"You..." Sweat poured down the Thousand-Handed Arhat's face, which looked as if it were cast in metal. He felt utterly absurd. The golden body of the Buddhist monk was tough and could even withstand the killing moves of sword cultivators of the same Qi, but at this moment it was being shattered by overwhelming force.

His remaining arms immediately came together, forming a massive mudra, and a sacred swastika mudra descended—this was the ancient Buddhist Dharma of the Immortals.

As the Thousand-Handed Arhat fought for his life, a bright yellow oil lamp lit up inside his body. The lamplight flowed with a faint power of time and rippled with a terrifying aura of divine travel.

Chen Xuan expended considerable effort to completely shatter the swastika seal. Immediately afterward, he shattered the Thousand-Handed Arhat into countless golden fragments, extinguished the oil lamp, and then his divine soul left his body to catch up with the Thousand-Handed Arhat's fleeing divine soul, tearing it to pieces on the ground.

"If you are tempted by greed, anger, or attachment, I will not spare you." In the end, he used the power of the Fire Phoenix, which extinguishes the three thoughts, to burn the Thousand-Handed Arhat's soul and consciousness to ashes.

Because the Emperor's Banner did not enter this area, it took a little longer, but the battle still ended quickly.

“Little Ling Mountain, Burning Lamp, Yonghe…” Chen Xuan picked up a platinum invitation card from the ashes.

I received an invitation to a banquet.

Afterwards, he looked around the temple that had been destroyed in the battle, but found nothing else of interest.

This place is merely where the Thousand-Handed Arhat hides and ambushes other cultivators.

Chen Xuan gathered the metallic spiritual essence left after the fall of the thousand-foot Arhat, then quickly left the dilapidated temple area and continued his journey to find Hua Liuli.

A moment later, black light mist fell from the sky, and a spherical shadow with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of feet swept across the sky. The osmanthus trees swayed. Was this a small star?

A deity from the Taixu realm passed through the area.

The surface of the black star was pitted and stained with blood. A humanoid creature stood on it, with black talismans hidden in its sleeves and divine power rippling around its body.

This should be a human being traveling through the Void, heading towards the area where the Thousand-Handed Arhat fell. The previous battle had attracted the attention of some people.

Chen Xuan had many ways to conceal his aura, and the Black Star Divine Traveler was far away from him and his whereabouts were not detected.

"The so-called geniuses who are unparalleled in a region or state, once they enter the Mountain and Sea Banquet, become the lowest-level prey, the scraps."

Chen Xuan muttered to himself, about to continue on his way, when he suddenly turned around.

"Long..."

On the other side of the land, a black-gold bronze rod, as tall as a mountain range, suddenly rose up like a giant pillar supporting the sky. Atop the pillar sat a six-eared monkey, a god-like creature, exuding an astonishing aura and a ferocious flame that seemed to devour the heavens.

"Come down!" A fierce voice roared across the sky.

With a deafening roar, the bronze staff seemed to split the heavens and earth. The Six-Eared Monkey smashed the passing Taixu Divine Traveler with a single blow, shattering the black stars into pieces. Thousands of star fragments scattered like a waterfall of fire, shaking the heavens and earth.

"Doubu...shenyou?"

Chen Xuan frowned. In the distance, a great battle erupted, blood rained down, and the earth trembled for thousands of miles. The tremor was even clearly felt at his feet.

He immediately moved away from the dangerous area, leaving trails of black afterimages on the ground.

How terrifying is a young Shenyou? In Yunmeng Shangzhou, there is a "young" Shenyou, Wang Chengjian's second grandfather, Wang Linyuan.

According to Zhang Dongxuan, if the Great War of Seeking Immortality among True Monarchs had not broken out, Wang Linyuan would have had the opportunity to compete with the Nine-Life Divine Traveler Qi Yuan of the Sword Inquiry Dojo for the position of True Monarch left behind by the Old Sword Monarch.

Humans have short lifespans, and although most of those who ascend to the ranks of immortals eventually retire from the mortal world.

However, only a tiny fraction of people, ranked in the single digits, can truly ascend to godhood before their vital energy declines at the age of sixty. These are all outstanding individuals who once stirred up the world.

"The situation here is very dangerous." Chen Xuan's heart sank suddenly: "What is Hua Liuli doing, heading in the opposite direction from me?"

In the field of vision, the black light spot representing Hua Liuli suddenly moved rapidly and trembled with flickering light. Was it encountering a dangerous battle and being forced to flee?
"No way to save that damned unlucky bastard!" Chen Xuan sighed.

Then, his body rapidly faded, his flesh and blood turned to ashes, and he directly severed his mental fast, his soul and consciousness returning to the mortal world.

……

The night was deep, and the stars and moon hung high in the sky.

At the foot of Qingnang Mountain, Chen Xuan appeared holding a platinum invitation card. When he opened his eyes, he found Zhang Dongxuan and Old Zhang there.

Chen Xuan, a living person, suddenly disappeared. Zhang Dongxuan, the local deity, must have noticed and therefore came to check the situation.

"Oh my! It appears out of nowhere, it scared me to death!" Old Zhang was startled.

"Your Hua Xuan Nu is too weak, she's about to die, quickly find a way to save her!" Chen Xuan said directly, informing him of the specific situation at the Mountain and Sea Banquet.

At the same time, he put the Emperor's Banner, the Riverside Scene at the Riverside, and other things into a single page of the Classic of Mountains and Seas: Guyao.

The fragments of the Classic of Mountains and Seas belonging to the Mountain Spirit Goddess may allow one to follow Xinzhai into the Mountain and Sea Banquet.

Other treasures, however, cannot appear directly at the Mountain and Sea Banquet because of their different attributes or lower level than Xinzhai.

“I will go with you!” Zhang Dongxuan made a decisive decision. He descended in his true form and entered Chen Xuan’s Classic of Mountains and Seas.

After making ample preparations, Chen Xuan looked westward and then once again had Xinzhai exert its power to trace the footsteps of the Mountain and Sea Banquet.

With a "whoosh," he first drifted away in his mind's eye, then his physical body glowed, and slowly dissipated from its original location, re-entering the Mountain and Sea Banquet.

"thump!"

Suddenly, Zhang Dongxuan's figure fell from the void, his face grim: "Unable to approach, I've been banished!"

They weren't even qualified to see the noodles at the Mountain and Sea Banquet.

"I'm afraid even Xinzhaitian wouldn't be able to enter the Mountain and Sea Banquet!"

Zhang Dongxuan's face was extremely grim as he murmured, then he said to Old Zhang, "Master, Xiao Chen and Hua Xuan Nu bear the future glory of Qing Nang. They absolutely cannot be allowed to have any mishaps. You..."

Zhang Dongxuan's body trembled, and then he knelt down before Old Zhang, his slightly rigid, square face buried deep in the ground, not daring to look directly at Old Zhang.

"What are you doing, Xiao Zhang? What are you doing?" Old Zhang was shocked and quickly dodged away: "What good is it to beg me!"

……

The vast, turbulent clouds parted, and smoke billowed across the boundless land, as chaos reigned in all directions.

Chen Xuan was not disappointed in the slightest because Zhang Dongxuan could not come along.

He reacted quickly, fully activating his Five Treasures Martial Immortal Body, like a dazzling eight-colored rainbow, traversing the clouds and mist of the sky, crossing the heavens.

"Long..."

He surged through the sea of ​​clouds like lightning, leaving the sonic booms far behind. At this moment, what was the point of concealing his presence? Speed ​​was of the essence!
"Astral travel? No, a cauldron..."

Along the way, many figures looked up and, upon seeing the figure that stretched across the sky like a rainbow, their gazes immediately burned with fervor.

……

On a remote, desolate land.

Hua Liuli was fleeing, constantly activating the Qingnang Technique. She was very unlucky; there was a Divine Traveler right where she landed.

“Just refine it directly…” A Taoist priest in blue robes from an alchemy faction grinned maliciously, about to use his divine travel realm to swallow a Heavenly Mandate Immortal Pill that only a True Monarch was qualified to covet.

Under the sky on the other side.

There was a dense, withered bamboo forest, with the withered bamboo towering over a hundred feet tall.

"Ok?"

Ye Kui, the Supreme God, turned around in confusion. Several figures surrounded him from the depths of the bamboo forest. He then spat out the foxtail grass from his mouth and removed the disguised swords and weapons from his waist.

Followed by.

Ye Kui gently twisted his neck and rotated his wrist, revealing a pair of cold, scarlet eyes that lit up:
“There are True Lords overseeing all the states outside. This person cannot be touched, that person cannot be killed. If a cultivator in the cauldron stage touches him, it will definitely cause trouble, and he will be hiding all day long. Now, I will let you guys know who I am.”

The overwhelming malevolence and murderous aura, no longer suppressed, surged forth like a tidal wave.

"Ha, haha..." The attackers were stunned for a moment, then burst into mocking laughter. They didn't understand where a mere mid-level cauldron got the courage to say such things to them, the geniuses who had been listed in the Immortal Register.
"Huh? He's just a low-level cultivation cultivator, and instead of running away, he dares to attack us?" someone exclaimed in surprise. "He seems to be a rare... Doubu martial artist?"

They are not ordinary peak-level cultivation vessels. Those who can be listed on the Immortal Ranking can basically defeat higher-level cultivators by crossing several minor realms when they are at a lower realm!

At this moment, does this low-level "prodigy" foolishly believe that he is facing those "incompetent" peak-level furnaces who have painstakingly climbed up?!
"boom!"

A crimson glow enveloped the heavens and the earth.

Soon after, their bodies were mercilessly torn to shreds by Ye Kui, their severed limbs falling into pools of blood, a tragic and beautiful scene resembling a living hell.

In the final moments of their lives, they witnessed the birth of a terrifying monster known as the God of the Extreme Path, who swept away everything in his path...

"Damn it... I'll kill everyone, no one can stop me now... I'm going to gamble with my life, or I'll die... Next, it's time for Shenyou..." The figure of the warrior with the wasp waist and mantis legs swayed and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

Immediately, he stepped over the head lying in a pool of blood, carrying with him his unstable but immense cultivation, which had reached the ninth level of the cauldron. He strode away.

Under the brilliant sunlight.

A monstrous destiny is about to rise rapidly from its long silence in a savage, insane, and unrestrained manner!
The Lord of the Two Realms can easily acquire resources, and the Heavenly Evolution Path can deduce the most suitable path to advancement, but in the end, one still needs to cultivate diligently to gain power.

And this monstrous being named the "God of the Ultimate Path"... can easily obtain everything by killing to his heart's content.

In this desperate battlefield where even True Lords and the Immortal Palace are isolated, and the will of the Little Dragon Palace cannot be born even during the tribulation of breaking through realms.

The era of the Supreme God Ye Kui has arrived.

During the banquet, demons and monsters bared their fangs.

In the end, it is unknown how many people were able to leave alive; the lives of many geniuses vanished like leaves in the wind.

……

"Long..."

As the clouds rolled and unrolled, suddenly, a dazzling divine light from the Plague Department, like a world-destroying heavenly blade, shot up into the sky and intercepted Chen Xuan, who was moving at lightning speed.

On the earth, a colossal, mountain-like figure emerged, its true form obscured by a hazy, gray mist. Two moss-covered ox horns seemed to pierce the sky, crackling with lightning.

Chen Xuan stopped and encountered a wandering spirit halfway through his journey.

"Young friend, it's been many years..." The man's hoarse voice floated out from the mist.

All of a sudden.

Chen Xuan sensed an endless, viscous malice, like a dark abyss, threatening to completely engulf his soul and body.

He looked down from his vantage point and recognized the attackers.

Anger rises.

(End of this chapter)