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

Chapter 345 The Difficult Road Back (Part 1)
Blood-red light covered the sky. Chen Xuan was held by the branches of the ancient bronze tree, like a needle slicing across the sky, leaving behind a scarlet black light.

"No!" Chen Xuan shouted. He admitted that he had lost his composure at this moment and had never encountered such a special situation before.

The ancient bronze tree enveloped him as he slaughtered his way through the land, suppressing the invaders.

Many great figures have said that he is the most useful weapon, and now, he has truly become a weapon!
The Great Karma Technique of Xinzhaitian was automatically activated, and countless evil spirits and ghosts surged out like a thousand horses galloping across the sky. The scene was so terrifying that it was suffocating to even look at it.

"No!" Heng Junxian cried out in terror. In an instant, a terrifying injury appeared on his back, and all resistance seemed futile, as if paper had been easily torn apart.

He abandoned his immortal corpse and, with a wisp of remnant spirit, forged a bloody path into the coffin, thinking he could easily manipulate the five cubs.

Those good fortunes and opportunities are just a matter of course. Anyone who dares to stand in their way will be crushed into ashes.

But at this moment, facing a desperate situation, the ancient bronze tree, Chixinzhai, exerted too much pressure on him, an evil being, and he simply couldn't stop it.

Xinzhai can be used like this?!

"Tear!"

The humanoid form that Hengjun Xian had created from a wisp of his remnant will was shattered beyond recognition. One of his arms exploded, and his lower body was instantly swept away. Moreover, the scarlet trails intertwined and tangled, and the things that had disappeared could not be restored at all!

"The ancient bronze tree is using Chen Xuan as a weapon?" Behind him, Yu Zhexian was dumbfounded. Xinzhai was indeed a weapon against enemies. No wonder those True Lords and great figures had always been thinking about Xinzhai.

The intruding enemy was incredibly powerful, definitely something even stronger than a True Lord, but at this moment it was like a mosquito, easily hunted down by Xinzhai.

Yao Feiyue was stunned by what she saw. The commotion was far too great. The scarlet light shattered the sky, and the energy ripples spread, even causing her long black hair to dance wildly, making her mind tremble.

"Please don't let this happen to me," she prayed, fearing she might suffer an undeserved misfortune and be swept away by Chen Xuan.

Heng Gu Xian fled frantically, but the bronze ancient tree pursued him relentlessly. Chen Xuan was like a flood of evil spirits and demons, sweeping across the heavens and earth. Even the Supreme Creation Ground was torn apart and was about to explode, becoming unstable.

Di Tian frowned and stared at Chen Xuan, his heart filled with vigilance. Chen Xuan's situation was very wrong at the moment, as if a disaster was about to strike.

"What are you looking at!" In the sky, Chen Xuan's expression turned ferocious. Sensing the gaze behind him, he forcibly turned his head, and a scarlet beam of light shot out from his vertical pupil between his eyebrows, sweeping towards Di Tian.

Di Tian felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He couldn't help but turn and flee, for this was an attack that was absolutely impossible to resist.

His destiny could not possibly suppress an attack of this level, and besides, it originated from the energy of Xinzhai, so the influence of destiny was negligible.

Moreover, he had a premonition that the eternal destiny he had tried to conceal would be impossible to hide under this level of spiritual purification, and would definitely turn to ashes.

Fortunately, the crimson beam of light shot from Chen Xuan's vertical pupils drew an arc in the air, changed direction, and once again blasted the Heng Gu Xian who should not have intruded, piercing a large hole in his back.

"Ah!" Heng Junxian screamed, on the verge of death.

But he was very close to the coffin's exit. Although it all happened in the blink of an eye, he would eventually escape. He leaped with all his might and threw himself into the light outside.

The True Lords of the Ancestral Lands outside may have already arrived, but Hengjun Immortal can't care about that now. Going out offers a glimmer of hope, but staying here means certain death.

"Buzz!"

The ancient bronze tree trembled, and Chen Xuan seemed to transform into a blood-red immortal sword, charging straight in and chasing after it.

"boom!"

Outside, the Sword Master of the Small Sword Pavilion in Zhongzhou, wielding his sword, carved a path of sword energy, his shadow towering majestically as he ascended the Ascension Platform.

Behind him, the Great Nether Emperor, the Heaven-Mending True Lord, and dozens of other True Lords followed closely behind, heading towards the suspended black and red coffin.

"Clang!" In the sky, the White Emperor's sword thought rose and fell, silently watching the peerless sword master of the [Small Sword Pavilion] who was paving the way with ten thousand swords, and made way.

Although the Dao Palace's will kept issuing commands, it still did not act, tacitly allowing its descendants to act.

"What's going on?" Suddenly, the True Lords stopped in surprise. They couldn't see the scene inside the coffin, but they could hear a series of shrill screams coming from inside.

It was Hengjun Xian's wailing. What kind of great terror had he encountered?
Is the supreme creation beyond contention?

"Ah!" From the cracks in the bronze coffin, a series of extremely shrill screams came out.

Wow!
The next instant, a bloodied and mutilated figure crawled out through the crack in the coffin.

"Evil spirits, evil spirits!" Heng Junxian roared, his expression filled with fear as he struggled to crawl outwards. His body was covered with hideous, blood-red patterns, as if a raging flood beast was chasing him from behind.

The great lords and powerful beings were momentarily stunned; were they evil spirits?

Isn't he a powerful evil spirit born from a celestial corpse?
The scene was truly bizarre and unreal. After all, even with a dozen or so True Lords working together, Hengjun Immortal still managed to escape into the Great Wilderness. Their strength was undeniable. What could they have encountered that made them so terrified?

"Could it be that even the Supreme Creation has given birth to evil spirits?" a True Lord murmured, sensing something amiss.

"He's here! He's here!" Heng Junxian roared in terror. He tried his best to crawl outwards, but some kind of monster seemed to grab him from behind, preventing him from moving forward.

Many True Lords felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing this. Although Hengjun Immortal was not a true immortal being, he was indeed a product of the immortal level. The fact that he was in such a miserable state was shocking.

"Buzz!"

The next instant, a large, blood-black hand suddenly emerged from the crack in the coffin and firmly grasped Heng Junxian's neck, as if it were squeezing a mosquito.

"No!" Heng Junxian roared, his hands scratching countless terrifying claw marks on the surface of the coffin, dripping with blood, but to no avail. He was slowly dragged back into the coffin.

"Buzz!"

A young man's handsome face flashed by in the crack of the coffin, ferocious and indifferent. Then, he seemed to smile at all the True Lords outside, his eyes filled with a condescending look as if he were looking down on ants.

"Hehe..." The laughter was hoarse and unpleasant.

The True Lords remained silent upon seeing this.

Immediately afterwards, the blurry young man's face disappeared, along with Heng Junxian, as if they had never existed.

Hengjun Xian tried to separate several strands of his consciousness to escape, but they all turned into blood-red ashes in the air and vanished into thin air, making it impossible for him to escape.

The Supreme Creation Will has been revived; no one can withstand it!

"Spare me, I was wrong, I am not an immortal, there are no true immortals in the heavens..." From inside the coffin, a heart-wrenching plea for mercy echoed, but soon it subsided into silence.

A chilling silence enveloped the surroundings, so quiet you could hear a pin drop; it was terrifying and oppressive.

All the True Lords fell silent; they were all deeply shocked by what had happened.

“…Xin Zhai?” The Great You Emperor slowly spoke, looking at his companions.

They already knew that among the five who had received the favor of the Supreme Creator, Xinzhai was one of them.

"Chen Xuan." On the other side, the old sword master and other true lords of the Sword Inquiry Dojo recognized the face that had appeared in the blink of an eye.

"It was used as a weapon."

At this moment, everyone could see that Xinzhai was now invincible, standing at the pinnacle of the forbidden realm. Hengjun Xian had died tragically, and no one could defeat him now.

"The Celestial Palace did not arrive immediately; could it be that they foresaw this situation?"

“The situation has changed; there is great terror ahead.” A powerful True Lord cautiously retreated, silently hiding behind the others. At the same time, their gazes quietly converged on the region where the Lesser Underworld forces were located.

Those major powers with even a little bit of inside information all know that the big figure behind Xinzhai is none other than the current master of the Little Underworld, the Black and White True Lord.

"Lord Black and White, it's Chen Xuan! The little cat saw him!" the black kitten exclaimed excitedly, its little paws reaching for the black gauze crown of the Little Underworld True Lord above, pointing towards the coffin.

The ten directions trembled.

At this moment, all the important figures who had come from afar were greatly surprised by Xinzhai.

……

The world within the coffin.

The crimson glow gradually dissipated, and all traces of Hengjun Xian were erased. All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and the external enemy disappeared.

The ancient bronze tree returned to calm, its brilliance fading.

"Heh..." Chen Xuan gasped for breath, his condition was very bad, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mind was filled with thousands of chaotic words, as if he was about to explode.

A scarlet vertical pupil darted about between its brows, vivid and lifelike, its eyes filled with mockery and an arrogant disdain for everything, as if it possessed its own consciousness.

Behind them, Yu Zhexian, Yao Feiyue, and others were all deathly pale, as if a powder keg had been ignited by the ancient bronze tree... Xinzhai had devoured a celestial-level evil spirit.

Chen Xuan turned his gaze back, his extremely cold eyes falling upon them like a sharp sword that could cut through anything.

“The bronze tree kills but doesn’t bury; it can’t withstand the karma of slaying an immortal.” On the ground, the heavily injured Emperor Yu murmured, silently burying his face in the ground and covering his face with his hands, as if doing so would prevent Chen Xuan from noticing him.

He had provoked Xinzhai before, and the other party was very vengeful. Now that he was in this strange state, he obviously wouldn't let him go.

Although the ancient bronze tree was in charge and provided all the energy, Chen Xuan's vessel was only at the level of a cauldron, and it simply could not withstand the karmic consequences of slaying a celestial-level evil spirit.

It's easy to get a ghost to possess you, but difficult to get it to leave your body.

Everyone felt uneasy, fearing that Xinzhai would be usurped, spiral out of control, and turn into an extremely ominous and evil disaster.

"Kill!" As expected, Chen Xuan's killing intent and ferocity were unstoppable. His eyes turned bloodshot as he charged at the others, igniting a bloody battle that would never end.

"Don't come any closer!" Yao Feiyue was in a state of utter confusion, yet she was still caught in the crossfire!

At this moment, let alone a celestial being like her who was unwilling to oppose Xinzhai, even someone as strong-willed as Wan Shizun would choose to retreat and flee immediately. No one wanted to oppose Chen Xuan in this state.

It was a terror of unpredictable outcome, like a raging flood engulfing them.

"Buzz!"

At that moment, the ancient bronze tree swayed once more, its branches showering down sacred light and runes that landed on Chen Xuan.

“Heh…” Chen Xuan’s ferocious expression froze slightly, and a trace of clarity returned to his eyes.

"Run!" Upon seeing this, Yu Zhexian and the others immediately relaxed and fled from the coffin without saying a word!

Today, they were terrified by Xinzhai. Terrors came one after another. Being in the same place as Xinzhai was torture, like going through fire and water. If they resisted, the price would be too high. If they didn't resist, they would really be caught in the crossfire!

Yu Zhexian and the others seized the opportunity, rushed through, and escaped from the coffin.

"Kill!" Chen Xuan attacked, but the ancient bronze tree continued to shake down sacred light and runes, applying a seal to reverse its state and restore its clarity.

On the ascension platform, a hundred or so True Lords stood tall, nearly half of whom had revealed their true forms in the previous battle. Each of them was surrounded by auspicious energy and radiant light that seemed to split the sky.

These are all "radicals" among the True Lords.

Some people's eyes were like the sun and moon, recklessly burning the void, causing the proud young men attending the banquet below to be terrified and almost fall to the ground.

In fact, many of the True Lord's disciples have never seen their master's true form. It is too terrifying; even observing it from afar can bring disaster.

“Since the Supreme Creator has produced the coffin, it should be safe to borrow it for reference. Now that we are here, let the little ones leave,” a Demon True Monarch said casually.

The True Lords descended upon the Great Wilderness together for two main reasons: first, to find an opportunity to meet with the Immortal Palace; and second, because the Mountain and Sea Banquet offered great opportunities, including not only supreme creations but also many rewards from beyond the heavens, all of which were useful to the True Lords.

For example, the "Pure Yang Heaven" of Nanmian, whose divine status surpasses that of most true lords in the world.

"That's only natural," True Lord replied calmly.

The extraterrestrial forces bestowed numerous opportunities, but not every attendee had a powerful figure of True Monarch level behind them. Most of the prodigies who ascended the Ascension Platform were merely fish on a chopping board.

brush!
With a wave of the True Lord's hand, a young prodigy with a shallow background shouted and was summoned to the Ascension Platform. With just a glance, the prodigy knelt in the True Lord's palm and respectfully offered the rewards he had received from beyond the heavens.

This was a grand feast of division, with all the True Lords taking action. A few True Lords who "followed the rules" only took the geniuses who were related to their own lineage, but most True Lords wanted as many as possible.

The great battle for immortality has broken out, and many old rules have long become empty words.

Without the lineage of a true lord in this generation, even the most brilliant ancient times would be rendered meaningless by the lack of respect from the people.

The ascension platform was in complete chaos.

Yan Yushu was led away by the Tongtian Daoist Temple, and Hua Liuli was soon taken away by the Little Yin Realm True Lord summoned by the Xuan Cat.

As the True Lords approached, the Great Wilderness and the Great Ruins connected. Many Daoist masters without True Lords tried to escape, but they could not escape at all, as the world had long been sealed off.

"Those little fellows who bear the supreme creation have come out!" a True Monarch exclaimed.

Boundless light flew out from the gaps in the suspended coffin.

Emperor Yu was the first to rush out, followed by Yu Zhexian, Yao Feiyue, and Wan Shizun, all of whom emerged with expressions of fear.

In an instant, all the cold gazes of the True Lords converged on them.

"Have you retrieved the Supreme Creation?"

"The younger generation should be sensible and not make mistakes for themselves."

"Little Qingtian and fellow Daoists from Wa Huang Mountain should not have any objections..."

Many True Lords had burning eyes, their attitude clearly showing that the Supreme Creation was extremely important and needed to be shared.

Both Yu Zhexian and Yao Feiyue, two immortals of the highest rank, felt a chill in their hearts.

Emperor Yu and Emperor Wan Shizun immediately tried to escape, but a True Lord had already used his great supernatural powers to seal off heaven and earth. At this moment, everyone became a delicious pastry on a plate, waiting to be shared.

At this moment, Chen Xuan was "cured" by the ancient bronze tree and was thrown out, and the gaps in the coffin slowly closed.

"Hehe..." A True Lord was laughing. He was about to take action against Yu Tianzi and the others, but he stopped. The commotion that Chen Xuan had caused earlier had indeed shocked a group of True Lords.

At this moment, Chen Xuan became the focus of the entire audience. All the True Lords looked at him because Xinzhai was even more different from the other four.

“Little ones, hand over your fortune and I will let you go,” a magnanimous True Lord said.

But the Imperial Immortal, the Venerable One of Ten Thousand Generations, and others didn't even glance at the hypocritical True Lord, ignoring him completely.

Chen Xuan was still a little dizzy, his eyes were red, and he was trying his best to make out his surroundings.

"The True Lord has descended, and you still dare to resist? Do you truly disrespect the Supreme Cultivator?!" A top-tier Divine Traveler, clad in the armor of the True Lord, stepped forward and spoke coldly.

"What are you? How dare you covet what belongs to me!" the Venerable One said coldly.

He was firmly locked in by the gazes of several True Lords and was trapped in a desperate situation.

“Geniuses who haven’t yet become True Lords are all dust. You little fellows, don’t ruin yourselves. Hand over your destiny.” A True Lord with a kind nature spoke up, staring at Wan Shizun and then looking at Yu Tianzi.

These two have the worst backgrounds and can't take anything with them. Emperor Yu still has his imperial status as a fig leaf, but Emperor Wan Shizun probably can't even save his own life.

As for Yu Zhe Xian and Yao Fei Yue, as long as they are willing to hand over the Supreme Creation, they can probably still keep the other extraterrestrial rewards.

But Chen Xuan is the most special case and cannot be let go. Not to mention the fortune he gained, who wouldn't be excited by the scene of the Supreme Creation holding the Immortal-Slaying Evil Spirit?

If the True Lord were to wield the Chen Xuan, who in the mortal world would dare to challenge him? The probability of carving out a path to immortality would greatly increase.

"You killed the Northern Darkness Demon Prince, immediately offer up the Supreme Creation, and then you will join my sect to be punished for a hundred years to atone for your sins." A roc stepped forward and shouted, pointing its wing at Chen Xuan.

This is a powerful demon who travels in spirit, following the Kunpeng True Lord of Xiaoyao Mountain. At this moment, he makes no attempt to conceal his thoughts, wanting not only to obtain good fortune, but also to obtain Chen Xuan himself.

With the Kunpeng Demon Lord backing him up, he was naturally fearless. He had heard that Xinzhai had emerged in the Southern Region before, but he hadn't taken it seriously. Now, however, he needed to take it seriously to see who would ultimately take Xinzhai.

However, it would be undignified for a True Lord to force a minor cultivator like Xinzhai to speak up. Therefore, it would be more appropriate for him to speak first. Not only would True Lord Kunpeng remember his kindness, but True Lords from other forces would also feel the same way.

"What are you? An old, decrepit, yet not at the [End] realm, wandering demon, dare to show your face and shout nonsense!" Chen Xuan spoke, his still bloodshot eyes sweeping over the Kunpeng wandering demon, his eyes directly unleashing a blood-red white emperor sword aura.

puff!
Blood splattered everywhere, the divine Kunpeng was destroyed, and the divine land was also shattered.

"Ah!" The Kunpeng demon only managed a miserable scream before it perished under the Zhuxian Sword Style.

In the past few days, Chen Xuan has been fighting in the Mountain and Sea Banquet, and every single one of them has been a prodigy who has overwhelmed their local area. The top ones can even defeat opponents from multiple realms. These "ordinary" cultivators outside are just third-rate trash who were easily swept aside by the roadside.

He was still in an unstable state, filled with intense resentment, and would show no mercy in killing anyone who provoked him.

In the distance, Kunpeng Zhenjun of Xiaoyao Mountain raised his hand, but did not come to the rescue; his expression immediately darkened.

"Such arrogance and disrespect will not be tolerated. Don't blame us for showing no mercy." Kunpeng True Monarch spoke slowly, but his chilling gaze swept over the human lineages in the Southern Region that had intricate connections with Xinzhai, carrying a strong warning.

"Old bird, have you lost your mind? Bei Minghan is your youngest son, isn't he? I've already killed him, what face do you have left with me!" Chen Xuan scolded.

Everyone around was stunned. Xinzhai was indeed very fierce. Even after being taken out of the coffin and without the protection of the Supreme Creation Will, he still dared to speak like that.

Forces such as Zhuque Mountain and Jilei Mountain, which had remained silent and were relegated to the margins, were now secretly delighted. They knew that Xinzhai was so arrogant that even if they didn't intervene, they would still suffer a terrible fate.

"You're courting death!" Kunpeng Zhenjun stretched out a large hand and reached out to grab Chen Xuan.

"Enough, enough, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, calm down. To be fair, you only lost a child with a celestial seed. Why make such a fuss?" Lu Zhuan shouted in the void. Immediately afterward, a Rain Master talisman flew out and blocked Kunpeng's large hand.

The True Lord of Tongtian Dojo has made his move. Given the relationship between Xinzhai and the Jade Book Goddess, Chen Xuan has no choice but to acknowledge it. Tongtian will not stand idly by at this moment.

"I advise your Tongtian Daoist Temple not to bring about your own destruction. How many True Monarchs does a declining ancient lineage have? This is none of your business," Kunpeng True Monarch said, withdrawing his hand.

His voice was calm, but incredibly intimidating, because behind him, several terrifyingly powerful True Monarch-level figures appeared one after another.

As the strongest demon force in the Northern Underworld, Xiaoyao Mountain has a large number of True Monarchs.

At this moment, another demon lord from an ancient lineage spoke up, looking down and saying, "My family's descendant died at the hands of Xinzhai. This grudge must be settled. It would be better to keep Xinzhai in our family to suppress him and wear down his evil aura."

Chen Xuan had no idea who the other party was referring to as their successor. Perhaps it was some nobody he had casually killed on the street, but more likely it was just an excuse for the other party to make a move.

"Xin Zhai, you are about to ascend to godhood, come to the Little Dragon Palace." At this moment, an unyielding dragon roar resounded, and a powerful True Lord appeared, his faint dragon pressure permeating the entire area, and the world fell silent.

The Dragon Lord of the Little Dragon Palace!

When the most powerful True Lord of the Purple Heaven Thunder Element, the strongest in the East Sea, spoke, the four directions of heaven and earth fell into dead silence.

"And what are you?!" Chen Xuan shouted, "Oh, your youngest son, I killed him too."

(End of this chapter)