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

Chapter 360 Little Bitch Yan Yushu
"boom!"

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked. A white fist appeared, and a vast expanse of blood energy swept down from the sky. This was a world-destroying punch unleashed by a True Monarch.

The aura of a True Lord permeated the air. This punch returned to simplicity, without any fancy techniques or trajectories, yet its power and mystery surpassed those of lower-level cultivators by a million times!
"No!" Manager Jin trembled with fear, feeling as if his soul was about to shatter. Before the fist even arrived, the Earth Qi within his body had already lost control and was forced to evolve into surging Doubu Qi.

With the arrival of the True Lord, who can stand against him?!

Chen Xuan's eyes flashed with lightning, and a bronze mirror hung above his head. The person in the mirror shook down the will of the Heavenly Dao, and in an instant, the Supreme Domain was bestowed upon him, making him impervious to all laws.

"Boom!" The void trembled as he swung his Azure Dragon Fist, his aura sweeping across thousands of miles, striking towards the invincible fist imprint in the sky, unstoppable and invincible!
"Ah! No!" Manager Jin shouted from the side, almost going crazy. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. A cauldron was actually charging towards a True Monarch?!
That person no longer practices fasting; the fasting spirits he once relied on, including the Heavenly Mourning Robe Child, have long since disappeared.

"hold head high!"

The Azure Dragon's Roar resounded through the sky, and the True Lord's fist imprint descended from the heavens with a deafening crash. Chen Xuan's hair danced wildly, his blood surged, and his body swayed in the void as he directly clashed with the True Lord's fist.

"Hmm?" The thick fog surged, and the enormous figure occupying the treasure in the distance uttered a puzzled sound.

"This..." Manager Jin stared blankly at the young man's figure in the air, an extremely absurd feeling spreading through his heart. What happened? A cauldron took a punch from a True Monarch?
Is this something that could actually happen in real life?!
Immediately afterwards, Manager Jin was shocked to find that the boiling immortal energy in his body had calmed down and returned to controllable earth virtue energy. The invincible domain that expanded from Chen Xuan suppressed and expelled the power of the True Monarch.

"Have I fallen to the Divine Travel level?" Chen Xuan muttered to himself, clenching his numb fist.

The instant he clashed with the True Lord's fist seal, the irresistible, unfathomable divine power was reduced to a tolerable level.

In fact, the bronze mirror was one of Chen Xuan's greatest trump cards. Not long ago, he dared to target True Monarch Baicao by bringing along Zhang Dongxuan, a cultivator at the End of the Divine Realm. This was not simply a matter of taking risks by relying solely on Xinzhai to intimidate others.

Bai Cao is neither a near-immortal Great True Lord nor a Heavenly Immortal Seed... In a direct fight, his and Xiao Zhang's swords are not necessarily at a disadvantage.

"Roar!" Suddenly, an angry roar resounded, deafeningly loud, and the thick fog dispersed, revealing the majestic image of the True Lord who stood tall between heaven and earth.

It sits on the vast earth, its eyes like the sun and moon, its six huge black and red arms overlapping in a circle, embracing the mountains and rivers in its chest, and its thick black and red ape hair cascades down like a waterfall.

Zhu Yan Zhenjun!

"A True Monarch of the Demon Immortal race...has lived for 100,000 years?" Chen Xuan thought to himself. Could the other party be the ninth incarnation of a True Monarch? Some races of the demon race are extremely long-lived, and a True Monarch in one incarnation can live for more than 10,000 years.

Legend has it that a small number of nine-times-incarnated True Monarchs exist in the world, serving as living historical records.

But the Nine-Life Immortal Seed True Monarch is somewhat frightening, because once the Immortal Seed Golden Core believes that the cultivator has no chance of becoming an immortal, it will gradually disappear. For example, Lu Zhuan of the Tongtian Daoist Temple was unremarkable in this life, and even finding it difficult to escape the mortal world was difficult.

Or perhaps... Chen Xuan sensed a faint, familiar aura emanating from the other party. The difference was significant, but there were indeed some similarities. He had already had a similar feeling when he saw that large black ship, and it was even more pronounced now.

This gave Chen Xuan an absurd feeling of "coming home".

"Boom!" Zhu Yan Zhenjun moved again, raising a massive arm like a mountain range and slamming it down with a fist. But this time, a dim golden light of imperial power shone on the fist imprint.

The power of the Imperial Golden Core surged, and the Immortal Dao runes fell like a dazzling rain of light. This was the peerless punch of the Immortal Seed True Monarch, covering a vast expanse of thousands of miles, as if it could pierce through the nine heavens and ten earths, terrifying beyond compare!
Chen Xuan's mind was filled with alarm bells. Although the opponent had been suppressed to the Divine Travel Realm by the Bronze Mirror, he was still a Divine Travel Realm cultivator with a Celestial Seed.

Furthermore, the other party is one of the two champions of the previous Mountain and Sea Banquet, and is very likely a perfect-level immortal seed!

The strength of a perfect-grade immortal seed is terrifyingly unparalleled. During the Mountain and Sea Banquet, Yu Zhexian and others displayed some divine power. As a true protagonist of heaven and earth, it is a powerful existence that can defeat cultivators from multiple realms without relying on any external force.

But Chen Xuan was completely fearless. He had many trump cards. It was not his style to run away without exchanging a few blows with the True Lord and testing his strength.

"Come!" Chen Xuan roared, his robes fluttering, his body shooting out nine-colored divine light, like a golden god soaring into the sky.

The nine energies are born together.

The Five Treasures of the Martial Immortal Body are fully activated, and the Eight Qi and more than twenty True Scriptures resonate simultaneously.

Using the False Golden Elixir Technique, a single golden ray of light shimmered with dazzling immortal light, filling the air with the aura of immortality, causing all power to leap to a new height.

At this moment, Chen Xuan activated all his physical abilities, wanting to test the strength of Zhu Yan Zhenjun.

"boom!"

The True Lord's fist imprint landed, causing the earth to collapse for thousands of miles. Manager Jin's scalp tingled, and his vision was plunged into darkness. The earth a hundred miles away collapsed into an abyss, and the place where he stood became like a cylindrical, solitary peak.

Blood rained down like a torrential downpour, mixed with countless broken immortal runes.

"He punched... punched through..." Manager Jin murmured, trembling. A ray of light poured down from above, dispelling the darkness. Chen Xuan forcefully chiseled open the True Lord's Fist Imprint, creating a large hole with a radius of over a hundred miles.

Enveloped in the radiance of the bronze mirror, Chen Xuan seemed impervious to all magic and indestructible.

"Ha... Haha!" Chen Xuan was covered in blood, his energy surging violently. He laughed as he looked at Zhu Yan Zhenjun opposite him: "It was originally a false Golden Core power, and also a false Zhenjun aura. It has long since died, just a wisp of... evil spirit."

He assessed that the strength of this Zhu Yan True Monarch was not as profound as that of the True Monarchs in the present world; it was far inferior.

"Roar!" The earth shook and the mountains trembled. Zhu Yan Zhenjun suddenly withdrew his majestic Dharma form, transformed into a wisp of black light, dragged his pierced hand, and turned to leave.

"Escaped?" Manager Jin was dumbfounded. Chen Xuan had repelled a True Monarch? The situation had changed so quickly that he felt like he was in a dream.

Is this truly a great and powerful being?

"Huh? Why are you running?" Chen Xuan's brows furrowed, and he activated the Qingnang Technique, instantly giving chase.

At this moment, he believed that he had enough strength to fight against the evil thoughts of Zhu Yan Zhenjun.

"Roar!" Suddenly, on a distant mountaintop, another dazzling golden eye lit up, and the aura of a True Monarch rose and spread through the thick fog, exuding immense pressure.

"Another Immortal Seed True Monarch?" Chen Xuan stared intently. A second being who appeared to be a True Monarch had appeared, but was this one a genuine True Monarch or just a wisp of remnant spirit?
Furthermore, according to the information he knew, there was no such person among the True Lords who frequently appeared in the world.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xuan saw the remnant spirit of Zhu Yan Zhenjun merge with that figure. They glanced at Chen Xuan a few times, shook their heads, and a hint of fear appeared on their faces.

Immediately, the two turned and headed in another direction, seemingly on some kind of mission.

Chen Xuan gave up the chase because, from another direction, a third pair of enormous golden eyes rose up.

Moreover, these things are not under the radiance of the bronze mirror, so their strength remains intact. If they insist on leaving, they will not be easy to catch up with.

"Something's not right here," he murmured. "Could it be that the remains of Xinzhai, who escaped, ended up here?"

If it were just Zhu Yan Zhenjun alone, it would be understandable, but the appearance of seemingly ancient Zhenjun one after another is somewhat terrifying and unreasonable.

"It seems that ten thousand years ago, the previous Xinzhai killed powerful figures such as Zhu Yan Zhenjun?"

Chen Xuan speculated that Xinzhai was one of the main characters in the divine calamity 100,000 years ago. It is said that when the calamity ended, the immortals disappeared and a large number of the True Lords died.

The current Zhu Yan Zhenjun and other such beings only possess the aura of a Zhenjun, which looks impressive, but their actual strength is far inferior to that of a true Zhenjun.

“Little Black True Lord is right. When the Mourning Clothes Child fled, it passed through the territory of the Taiyi Forbidden Land and secretly did some bad things.” He strongly suspected that the Mourning Clothes Child used its rudimentary Xinzhai Heavenly Secret Technique to awaken the karma that was imprisoned by the Xinzhai Remains.

Soon, Chen Xuan returned and, in the broken mountains, unearthed the large, auspiciously colored boulder, a priceless divine mineral.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you are very capable, but I must leave now." Manager Jin bid farewell, his heart filled with unease, feeling that he could not have too much contact with Chen Xuan.

He thought he had been reckless, losing his composure upon seeing the Qingnang lineage, a feng shui orthodoxy that had reappeared after a thousand years. After all, although the other party had lost Xinzhai, he was said to still wield the Heavenly Mandate weapon, the Human Emperor Banner, and could be considered half a Chosen One.

The more Manager Jin thought about it, the more frightened he became, because the bronze mirror that Chen Xuan used was of a very high status, and its effect was similar to that of the Zhongzhou Wan Shi Zun. It was most likely also some kind of forbidden weapon of destiny.

"Are you leaving already? Won't you stay a little longer?" Chen Xuan tried to persuade him to stay. This chubby shopkeeper was quite interesting, not pretentious at all, and they got along well.

Generally speaking, the Earth element is associated with virtue and the ability to bear great responsibilities. Therefore, Earth element cultivators are generally kind and gentle, and their moral standards are higher than those of other immortal cultivators.

"No, I am also envious of Fellow Daoist Chen obtaining the treasure. I need to go and seek my own opportunities." Manager Jin's expression was firm. He made an excuse to leave and immediately turned away as if avoiding a plague god, leaving as quickly as a gust of wind.

A rogue cultivator from a humble background like him should not have too much contact with influential figures like Xinzhai, or he could easily lose his life.

There are far too many bloody cases in the world.

For example, the Chosen One, the Venerable One of Ten Thousand Generations, had only awakened his destiny a little over a decade ago, but the remnants of the Thunder Element among the human race who had come into contact with him were either dead or crippled, and some ancient lineages were even wiped out and cut off.

Bad luck!

"Why don't we leave a communication talisman so we can keep in touch... Uh, I'm a legitimate cultivator, what are you worried about?" Before Chen Xuan could finish speaking, Manager Jin's figure had already vanished completely in a flash.

He was a bit tense; Manager Jin was too timid, no wonder his strength was only so-so.

"The immortal said that true wisdom lies in protecting oneself, not approaching danger. My life isn't that tough!" In the distance, Manager Jin breathed a sigh of relief. After getting away from the source of danger, he felt that the sky had become clearer.

But suddenly, his pupils contracted, and in his field of vision, the ferocious Doubu Six-Eared Ape and the Taixu God of the Hunter God Organization were frantically fleeing towards him.

"What? There's danger here too?" Manager Jin was sweating profusely as he sensed a terrifying True Monarch-level aura spreading outwards. A domineering and imposing figure, towering and looking down upon the world, appeared and disappeared amidst the thick fog.

This golden-eyed True Lord was actually wearing the robe of the Dao Master of the Beidou Dojo, a remnant of the human race's Doubu tribe!

"Is this Wei Tianjun?" Manager Jin was astonished. But according to legend, the last remaining branch of the human race, the Beidou Dojo, had disappeared along with the lost Great Wilderness.

Chen Xuan fiddled with the newly acquired large boulder, and the more he studied it, the more astonished he became.

"Could this stone have been sat on by an ancient immortal from the Doubu Sect, thus shedding its mortal form and becoming a treasure?" he speculated. He discovered that the rock was made of ordinary material, but it was interwoven with an obscure and incomprehensible immortal aura, bursting forth with radiant light and rich in divine brilliance.

In a daze, Chen Xuan seemed to see that in ancient times, the immortal friend Doubu came to visit, but the immortal Shangyang was sleeping and cultivating in seclusion in his cave, so the immortal friend Doubu sat in meditation on the rock and waited.

This rock was no longer ordinary; after countless years, it transformed into a priceless treasure.

"With this stone as a help, the possibility of fusing with the Doubu Scripture is much greater." Chen Xuan was quite excited. He had just entered this place and was already looking for useful treasures, which made him feel great.

At this moment, he was absolutely certain that this area was not Yunmeng Marsh, but the location of Shangyang Cave.

The remains of Xinzhai may possess some residual power, which is why they can see through the fog and find the location of Shangyang Cave.

"The River God's Dragon Hall Ship appeared once 100,000 years ago and has not been seen since. It was probably destroyed by Xinzhai." Chen Xuan muttered to himself. The black ship that he felt familiar and dear to earlier must also be an evil spirit.

It seems that the previous generation of Xinzhai had a lot of blood on their hands and had killed a lot of things.

Chen Xuan thought to himself that he was about to use the Qingnang Technique to search for opportunities in this region again, as well as the location of the Shangyang Cave. Many mysterious and unpredictable divine beings, including those with Heavenly Fate Immortal Seeds, had already arrived in this area, so he needed to hurry.

Suddenly, he saw Manager Jin run back like a whirlwind.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, chaos! Everything is in chaos! True Monarchs are everywhere!" Manager Jin shouted. There was no safe place in this secret realm; danger lurked everywhere!

"Hmm?" Chen Xuan asked what had happened, and Manager Jin immediately recounted what he had seen, as well as the True Lord forms that were unrelated to the present world.

Although Manager Jin was knowledgeable, he was unaware of the limited information about Xinzhaitian, which was only recorded in a few major temples. Therefore, he could not understand what was happening to him and felt very flustered.

"The leader of the Beidou Dojo?" As Chen Xuan listened to the other party's description of the True Lord he had encountered, memories of Wei Ge, another leader of the previous Mountain and Sea Banquet, surfaced in his mind.

Wei Ge, that arrogant genius who talked trash all the time, later became a True Lord?
But he also died at the hands of the previous generation Shinzai?
Chen Xuan was taken aback. Weren't Wei Ge and Shangdai Xinzhai good brothers?

The previous generation's Xinzhai was a weapon prepared by the remnants of martial arts to counter immortals?!

Moreover, according to Chen Xuan's experience, the young Zhu Yan demon at the Mountain and Sea Banquet did not seem to be a purely violent and tyrannical demon; he was also quite dissatisfied with the Doubu demon immortals in the Immortal Palace.

"They later had a conflict, which led to a life-or-death battle?" Chen Xuan wondered to himself. "Or was it that Xinzhai truly showed no mercy to his own family and killed everyone?"

It seems that the previous generation of Xinzhai also entered Xinzhai Heaven and obtained the "Great Karma Technique".

"Do you want to continue exploring the hidden places with me?" Chen Xuan asked Manager Jin.

"No, I just came to deliver a message and remind you." Manager Jin quickly shook his head, stepped into a feng shui spot, and disappeared in an instant.

This land is dangerous. If we continue to travel with Chen Xuan, wouldn't it be even more dangerous?
"Uh...you're really a nice person." Chen Xuan scratched his head awkwardly. He felt that not only the Doubu demons had been demonized, but the Xinzhai Heavenly Fate Immortal Seeds had been demonized even more severely.

However, having witnessed some of the things done by the previous generation Shinzai, it seems understandable that he has been demonized.

"Never mind him. My main task for this trip is to find Shangyang Cave. Otherwise, if I try to find my way on my own, I will be held back by the limit of the cauldron for a long time."

If this matter drags on for three to five years, the world will probably have a completely new protagonist by then.

Chen Xuan gazed into the distance, filled with anticipation for this region, and marched towards its central depths. The bright sunlight shone through a hazy fog, and the winding land seemed endless.

Chen Xuan covered his entire body with Taiyin Qi and moved silently forward in the thick fog.

This area is vast, and the ground is covered with traces of battle. In some areas, lightning and flames have not yet died down, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood and burnt flesh.

Chen Xuan was very cautious. Although he was not afraid of anyone, there were also cultivators of Qi such as the Heavenly Fate Immortal Seed here, many of whom were Great Cultivators at the End of the Realm. They were not to be underestimated.

For example, the immortal seed of the alchemist, the Taixu God, has been cultivating for nearly three hundred years and is estimated to have been in the realm of divine travel for over a hundred years. He is unfathomable and far more terrifying than Niu Ben in the Mountain and Sea Banquet.

In a sense, such a person is most likely an invincible existence below the True Lord.

"It's really not easy for us rogue cultivators of Taixu to find opportunities," someone sighed in the thick fog.

Chen Xuan discovered a group of wandering spirits, covered in blood, approaching him, but they were turning back.

"There must be some kind of illusion technique at the level of immortals in this area. I actually saw my ancestor, the Dao Lord, in the thick fog. Sigh, I'd better just obediently take the Dragon Hall Boat back!"

These wanderers, who had temporarily formed a team to escape, were dispirited and had clearly suffered some kind of huge blow.

Chen Xuan sneaked in and stayed for a while to learn the details of the situation ahead.

Soon, he learned a lot of valuable information from these dreamers.

Not far ahead, a "celestial abode" could be seen, seemingly out of reach, while the delirious "ancestral" beings shrouded in the thick fog compelled them to approach.

Some speculate that there is some mysterious force in the immortal cave that poses a danger to the "ancestral" beings, and therefore it has its eyes on these outsiders.

"Fortunately, the Great God Zhijing traveled around and seemed to have found a way to get close to the cave. Seizing this opportunity, everyone broke through the blockade of their ancestors."

Moreover, during the breakout battle, they discovered that those ancestral beings seemed to possess only the aura of True Lords, and many had been intimidated and dared not resist.

Some of the ultimate divine journeys even lead them to trace back to their "ancestors".

"Perhaps it's an evil spirit attached to Xinzhai's remains?" someone suggested. More than a year ago, a few rumors about Xinzhai Heaven circulated in the Qi cultivation world.

These Taixu gods looked at each other, but it was clear that they knew very little, far less than the direct descendants of the orthodox ancient Taoist temples, and were unsure of the origins of those "ancestral" divine journeys.

Someone lowered their voice: "Everyone, there is a celestial abode hidden here. After you leave, quickly go and invite some familiar True Lords and powerful figures to come and seize the treasure. They might be interested."

"Isn't that a bit unethical?" someone said with displeasure. This person, who had a higher moral standard, believed that their escape from danger was due to the favor of the group of powerful wandering gods who were fighting for the treasure.

"Alas... I was just speaking casually. Well, the True Lords outside have been disappearing lately, so how can we easily contact them?" the man sighed.

Hearing these people talking, Chen Xuan knew that the matter at Shangyang Cave was very urgent. Once someone went out, the news would start to spread rapidly.

Moreover, this news cannot be stopped, because there must be other "weak" Taixu gods on other paths who are returning.

Meanwhile, Chen Xuan learned from the information he received that the situation deep inside was very complicated.

"There are ancestral evil spirits, a god-hunting organization, a three-eyed monster race, a realm of divine travel, a powerful immortal species, and a mysterious and unpredictable chosen one, etc."

Chen Xuan touched the communication talisman in his sleeve, then looked up at the top of the heads of these Taixu Gods, only to find nothing there.

But he knew that there was a demonic entity called "Six Desire Heaven" hiding there, looking down on all living beings.

Yan Yushu did not contact him proactively.

"Yan Yushu, what... what is this little bastard up to?" Chen Xuan frowned; she was becoming increasingly lawless.

She went on an adventure to Yunmeng Prefecture without informing him, a local strongman, and now that she should know he's coming in, why doesn't she greet him?
Was it that their friendship had faded, or that his fists weren't strong enough?

Suddenly, a surging wave came from ahead, and a loud tiger's roar, like thousands of swords piercing through, made many people tremble with fear, immediately hold their breath, and quickly lower their heads.

A tall, middle-aged man in a snow-white Taoist robe, with disheveled hair and a tiger-like beard, his eyes as bright as stars, exuded a chilling aura.

"The Limit - White Tiger Demonic Path".

Only after the monster had flown away from everyone's heads did someone speak up, still shaken.

The White Tiger Demon Daoist stood on a Xuan Gang talisman, radiating a terrifying Dou Bu aura. Although he had left, the violent emotional fluctuations he exuded still sent chills down people's spines.

This is a supreme being of the Doubu Divine Realm, virtually invincible below the True Lord level!

"This Taixu God, who seized the opportunity during the battle with the True Lords to step into the Limitless Realm... is truly powerful," someone remarked.

In fact, he was furious. They were all wandering in the same realm, and none of them were without important figures, yet the other party flew over their heads, which was simply outrageous.

Someone sighed and said, "Even a god like him, who is so powerful, has no choice but to return. Alas, the battle in the immortal caves is probably in full swing. The White Tiger Demon is all alone and powerless to reverse the situation. He must be filled with resentment now. We should be careful what we say, lest he hear us and cause trouble."

After reaching their limit, the Taixu Gods generally become increasingly capricious and, in the years of suffering and torment, degenerate into mad, forbidden beings.

Because their road-building efforts have truly come to a halt, not because they've exhausted their potential, but because the position of True Lord is destined to be elusive to them.

Chen Xuan remained expressionless, but he was somewhat displeased; Dou Bu Yao was quite rude.

When he was cultivating in the Great Swamp outside, the spirits were all quite sensible and did not approach the area covered by his divine soul light and Taiyin Qi. They would choose to take a detour, unlike Ao Guang who would do something as foolish as invading his safe distance.

Chen Xuan decided to leave this group of divine travelers and continue deeper into the area, because he could vaguely sense the ripples of immortal energy coming from ahead.

We're not too far from our destination!

Suddenly, a strong wind arose from behind, and people's expressions changed drastically. The White Tiger Demon had turned around and was heading towards them.

"Gentlemen, hand over all the treasures you possess and the spoils you have acquired over the past few days."

The White Tiger Demon Daoist was over ten feet tall. He spoke with a forced smile, demanding an opportunity. His blood-stained white Daoist robe billowed without wind, exuding a powerful aura of oppression.

Many of the divine travelers looked grim. Clearly, the other party was alone and could not compete with those celestial beings of the Heavenly Fate level. So they regarded them as "opportunities" on the roadside to make up for the regret of not being able to enter the immortal cave.

However, when they saw the fierce killing intent in the eyes of the White Tiger Demon, many of the Divine Travelers felt a jolt in their hearts and lowered their heads unwillingly.

The opponent had already reached the pinnacle of divine travel, capable of plucking stars and seizing the moon with a flick of their finger; who could rival them? These Taixu gods carried the Ascension Ground with them; if they were killed now, they would truly be sent to reincarnation.

"I only want the treasures, not your bodies or the precious medicines," the White Tiger Demon Daoist said with a smile, his magnanimous gaze sweeping over everyone.

You must understand that Shenyou's physical body and soul are priceless treasures. He has already shown such kindness, so if these people still refuse, they are courting death.

An elderly man with wounds and white hair said, "Master, I am showing signs of old age and my lifespan is waning. I can give you any other treasures, but I can only give you a life-extending pill from the Azure Cauldron Sect..."

The White Tiger Demon was furious. He slapped Old Zhang to the ground and opened his blood-red maw, swallowing the old man, who was at the Transcendent Divine Realm, whole.

"Old man, you're about to die of old age, yet you still waste longevity pills, what a waste! If you don't die, who will?!"

The white tiger demon cursed with blood dripping from its mouth. Then, it stretched out its large hand and grabbed the nearest other spirit traveler, slapping it twice and smashing its head open.

The other cultivators immediately became obedient. The cultivators at the peak of cultivation didn't even need to use their spells or supernatural abilities to easily kill those who were several realms below them. They had no choice but to hand over all the treasures they possessed.

"If I weren't in this secluded, hidden place, I would really want to take a chance and escape!"

You Taixu You felt resentful. Taixu was a place where the strong preyed on the weak, a place without rules, and being bullied was a common occurrence.

At this moment, the White Tiger Demon gathered everyone's "gifts" and then approached Chen Xuan, who had already moved some distance away, saying, "Taiyin Dao, didn't you hear what I just said? Quickly hand over the treasures!"

Chen Xuan turned around, tilted his head, and stared at the White Tiger Demon, sighing slightly in his heart.

Previously, he saw the reasonable Six-Eared Ape and thought of his own kind-hearted self. He also felt that outsiders were demonizing certain things too much. Although it was not a lie, it was definitely an exaggeration.

But now, with the discovery of what appears to be the remains of Xinzhai, and the encounter with this White Tiger demon from the Doubu sect, it has been found that these are not mere rumors; the reputation accumulated over countless ages has indeed "guaranteed authenticity."

The White Tiger Demon's eyes widened, and he said in a deep voice, "With such a weak aura, you've only managed to reach the first level of the Divine Travel Realm through hardship? You have no chance of becoming a True Lord. Now, give me the treasures you possess. Use them wisely, and I will not forget your performance today when I become a True Lord!"

Chen Xuan was helpless. The other party's words were absurd, but what could he do? The other party was a being who had reached the End of the Realm of Divine Wandering, and who would dare to refute his words?

"..." Chen Xuan waved his sleeve, took out a unique treasure, and gave it to the other party.

Seeing this, the others sighed inwardly. This Taiyin cultivator was really unlucky. They had all started to go their separate ways, but at the last moment, they were still caught up in the disaster.

"This small bronze mirror is quite extraordinary." The White Tiger Demon Daoist was very knowledgeable. As soon as he got his hands on the treasure, he knew it was no ordinary object. Although it was broken in some places, its exquisite texture far surpassed any treasure he had ever encountered.

"Huh?" But in an instant, he was horrified, feeling the treasure burning his hand, because his cultivation level plummeted from the Peak Realm to the fifth level of the Earthly Realm. He panicked and cried out, "This mirror... I don't want it anymore, take it away quickly!"

The White Tiger Demon was filled with indescribable fear. What the hell was this?! He hurriedly threw away the mirror in his hand, but as the bronze mirror flipped in the air, a white, blurry fist imprint suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

With a bang, the White Tiger Demon was sent flying, taking a solid punch from Chen Xuan, shattering more than a dozen of his tiger teeth.

He screamed in agony, rolling far away on the ground like a skipping stone. But the physical pain was a minor matter; it was the inexplicable drop in his spiritual realm that made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, as if the sky had collapsed.

A group of cultivators were frozen in shock. What had happened? Had a cultivator at the peak of cultivation been blasted away by such a simple and direct punch?

"Could it be... that the True Lord has descended?" You Shenyou murmured, his heart trembling.

"I don't want your treasure anymore!" the White Tiger Demon roared, immediately transforming into a streak of light as he prepared to leave this incomprehensible abyss.

"I'm offering you a treasure, and you won't accept it? Are you playing house?" Chen Xuan frowned, and the True Monarch Sword appeared in his right hand. With a clang, the blade slashed forward in an instant, the White Emperor Sword Light tearing through the thick fog... He'd delivered another blow!
"I don't want it anymore..." Although the White Tiger Demon was glowing all over and the runes of the Doubu were intertwined, it was no match for the power of the White Emperor's sword. With a "poof", the pair of tiger hands that were blocking in front of it were severed at the root, and then the tiger's head fell down.

Everyone was shaken. Was it truly the arrival of the True Lord? With a simple, casual sword strike, he could conjure a sword light even more profound than the Immortal Arts, causing the Limitless Divine Traveler to bleed!

"My Lord, I was wrong!" Blood spurted from the neck of the White Tiger Demon God, and his head fell off. He knew he had provoked a powerful figure he could not afford to offend.

However, admitting his mistakes and begging for mercy was useless at this moment. The White Emperor's sword energy was densely packed around his neck, like a white-gold divine wind, destroying his life force, severing his soul, and extinguishing his consciousness.

Sword cultivators possess unparalleled destructive power. Generally speaking, although sword cultivators are not long-lasting, when they exert all their strength, they can unleash two or three sword techniques that far exceed their own level, quickly determining life and death.

Moreover, Chen Xuan is now using the ultimate sword technique from the "White Emperor Sword Manual".

Originally, during the Mountain and Sea Banquet, he only selectively studied a portion of the important killing techniques in the "White Emperor Sword Scripture." However, during his year of secluded cultivation, he had already taken the time to learn all the moves of this sword scripture, which originated from the White Emperor Sword Thought.

"By the True Lord!" In a flash, the group of spirits nearby knelt down.

Chen Xuan glanced at them calmly, ignored them, casually picked up the remains of the White Tiger Demon, cleaned up the battlefield, and rode away on the wind.

"Your Majesty is very fortunate; you must not have experienced much hardship," he thought to himself as he rubbed the small bronze mirror on the way.

Chen Xuan became increasingly cautious. The further he went, the more he could sense the surging and turbulent ripples of immortal energy. In the nearby thick fog, many battles were taking place.

More and more powerful figures are emerging, and the ripples of immortal energy from some of these battles are causing all sorts of miraculous phenomena just by spreading over.

"A celestial seed at its peak, I wonder what its quality is..."

Chen Xuan thought to himself, and as he looked around, he soon saw the phantom of the immortal cave deep in the fog.

Shangyang!

……

On the other side of the sky, thick fog blanketed the area.

Hua Liuli used her destiny to activate the Qingnang Technique, forcibly breaking free from the entanglement of a high-level immortal seed. Immediately afterwards, she keenly sensed that the person next to her was acting strangely.

"Goddess Yushu, what happened?" she asked Yan Yushu, whose face had turned inexplicably pale.

"He...he seems to have come in." Yan Yushu clenched her fists, her eyes misty as water. She heard Chen Xuan curse her...you little bitch.

Who's the little bastard?!
(End of this chapter)