"I am a very humble person, and I respect the elderly and love the young. I have a kind of ineffable gentleness," Chen Xia said to Ma Xiaohong.
"You're right, aren't you?"
Ma Xiaohong's pretty face stared blankly for a moment, then hurriedly nodded, "Mm-hmm!"
She did indeed experience the ineffable gentleness that Chen Xia spoke of.
Pointing to the dying cultivator skeleton he had rearranged into a pose and transmitting the image to the senior elder was what he called respecting the elderly and loving the young.
"Do you know?" Chen Xia suddenly said again: "Gentleness is never just superficial, and it's relative."
"Mm." Ma Xiaohong nodded, she did feel something from these words. For example, Chen Xia had never shown her any special treatment, but from their daily interactions, she still felt that Chen Xia was much better than other cultivators.
During the brutal fighting in the Great Death Realm, Chen Xia was probably the only one who treated her like a human.
Chen Xia stood up, hands behind his back, and began to formulate a plan, "Our next task is to kill all the realm cultivators, otherwise when we get out of the quasi-sage ruins, they will regain their strength and come to settle accounts with us which would be troublesome."
"What should we do then?" Ma Xiaohong asked with wide eyes.
"They are now using a tactic of sticking together and following the senior elder, not separating or acting alone, so opportunities are scarce," Chen Xia analyzed, while stroking his chin, he continued.
"But rare does not mean none. The senior elder is not the only cultivator at the Heavenly Layer 12 level in the quasi-sage ruins. As long as we can cause conflict, I can take the opportunity to kill people."
"The problem lies in how to cause conflict, and for me to not die?"
He certainly wouldn't take the initiative to provoke a cultivator at the Heavenly Layer 12 level, that was truly unbeatable.
Chen Xia's current combat power, killing Yi Huo at the Heavenly Layer 7 level had already annoyed him. If it wasn't for Yi Huo's heavy injuries that gave him a chance, Chen Xia really wouldn't have been able to kill him.
If they had both been at their peak when fighting, Chen Xia estimated he would have heavily injured Yi Huo to narrowly win, gaining a Past and Future Law, then asked someone else to fight by proxy.
But the cost of the Past and Future Law was too high. Once used, it represented that Chen Xia's combat power would be greatly reduced for a long period of time, which was even more deadly in the brutal Great Death Realm.
So unless necessary, Chen Xia really didn't want to use the Past and Future Law.
So how to cause conflict?
Chen Xia thought about it carefully before finally coming to the conclusion.
His advantage in this quasi-sage ruin was that he understood the structure of the ruins better than anyone else.
The three million flying swords could explore the quasi-sage ruins very quickly without fear of loss. As long as the spiritual sense wasn't directly erased, the flying swords could be revived in Chen Xia's spiritual sea.
And by understanding, he could know the whereabouts of the various cultivators in advance and then start planning.
These cultivators entered the quasi-sage ruins for an opportunity.
Since they wanted opportunity, he would give it!
Was a Spirit Fruit enough?!
If not, add half an Immortal Sword!
Chen Xia had plenty of good stuff, he wasn't really going to give it away anyway.
He understood fishing law enforcement.
So shortly after, news spread within the quasi-sage ruins that there was a great opportunity not far ahead, containing a Spirit Fruit.
The Spirit Fruit was a good thing. For the various Heavenly Layer 12 cultivators, it was considered important as comprehending a trace more of the Great Dao's true meaning would give them a trace more chance at becoming a quasi-sage.
But where exactly was this "not far ahead", they really weren't sure and didn't know if the news was accurate either, so for now they were still suspicious.
Soon after, a second piece of news spread that the Spirit Fruit was just a side dish, the real opportunity was half an Immortal Sword!
When this news came out, those Heavenly Layer 12 cultivators were no longer calm.
If the Spirit Fruit was considered a treasure in their eyes, then half an Immortal Sword was the stuff of legends that they had only heard about.
Compared to the half Immortal Sword, the Spirit Fruit seemed so insignificant.
The cultivators who had been hesitating earlier quickened their pace, wanting to be the first to see the half Immortal Sword. Even if the news turned out to be false, they were still willing to be deceived.
And there was no loss either, if the news was fake then it was just the extra effort from quickening their pace. But if the news was true, then this trip into the quasi-sage ruins would be a huge profit.
A legendary item like half an Immortal Sword could only be seen in the ruins of a Sword Dao Great Emperor usually. Yet now there was one in the quasi-sage ruins, it was like striking gold in an outhouse.
It was simply an unexpected pleasant surprise.
The Heavenly Layer 12 cultivators moved extremely fast, rushing to the forefront, all wanting to seize the advantage first.
Chen Xia was also smart. He waited until the two groups of cultivators were just about to collide before placing down the half Immortal Sword, while exhorted:
"Attack anyone who dares touch you later."
The half Immortal Sword let out a low hum, seemingly understanding before turning around and plunging into the ground, with a Spirit Fruit placed beside it looking like an add-on gift.
Chen Xia's body disappeared into the grey mist, retreating back several dozen miles out of sight.
His spiritual sense was partially attached to the half Immortal Sword, allowing him to clearly observe the surrounding situation.
The news of the Spirit Fruit and half Immortal Sword spreading out, any cultivator with some brains would realize this was likely a trap.
But so what if they noticed?
Did they want the half Immortal Sword or not?
The bait was simply too big, it could openly catch them, yet they still had to take the hook.
Because if they didn't come to snatch it, there was a possibility of it being taken by someone else instead.
Compared to their own failure, their enemy's success was certainly more frustrating.
The cultivators that arrived all had the mindset that they might not obtain the half Immortal Sword, but neither could the others.
Otherwise, if someone really took out a half Immortal Sword during the later fighting in the quasi-sage ruins, then forget fighting, they'd admit defeat.
As the half Immortal Sword landed, the two groups of cultivators successively arrived as well.
They first saw the Spirit Fruit before their gazes fell onto the half Immortal Sword, looks of shock and disbelief on their faces.
"Is that really half an Immortal Sword? It doesn't quite look like one," someone said.
"Can't tell if it's half an Immortal Flying Sword, but this Spirit Fruit is real. There's still a trace of the Great Dao's true meaning circulating on it, a good item. Let me check it out for you guys first!"
This person loudly shouted before charging straight at the Spirit Fruit, reaching out to grab it.
The other cultivators' expressions changed, just wanting to stop him.
A magnificent sword light slashed out, radiant and dazzling, its aura astonishing.
The Heavenly Layer 12 cultivator charging at the Spirit Fruit was instantly sent flying back. His hands firmly resisting the sword intent, blood already seeping out. He crashed into the rear wall, using mystical powers to forcibly stop himself.
After wiping the blood from his hands, his expression was not angry but extremely excited as he said:
"It really is an Immortal Sword!"
Everyone present was instantly shocked, all looking at the half Immortal Sword tip stained with blood. They truly never imagined the joke-like news would actually be real.
The atmosphere between the two groups instantly turned serious, exchanging glances with each other. No one wanted to give up this half Immortal Sword, let alone allow the other side obtain it.
No cultivator took the initiative to speak, all lost in thought.
The stalemate between the two sides was quickly broken.
Because a third group of cultivators arrived, followed by the second cultivator who had been swatted away by the half Immortal Sword appearing once more as well.
Now it was a standoff between three groups.
The more people, the more chaotic things became.
Chen Xia stood in the grey mist, his figure blurred.
His crimson eye flashed within the mist as he muttered to himself:
"Don't rush it."
The eighth year of the battle in the Great Death Realm.
News had already spread of some cultivators breaking through a quasi-sage ruin, this was also the first quasi-sage ruin to be conquered.
The cultivator who broke through the quasi-sage ruins was the up-and-coming talent of the Immortal World, Fuyao Immortal Sect’s inheritance from their Great Emperor, the famous Xu Zhen whose fame had resounded for two thousand years.
It was said she had single-handedly rampaged through the entire quasi-sage ruins, using her Heavenly Layer 10 strength to cross realms and kill Heavenly Layer 12 great cultivators to obtain the greatest opportunity within the quasi-sage ruins.
From this it could be seen that during the battles of the Great Death Realm, the strongest was not the Heavenly Layer 12 great cultivators, but rather the top prodigies who could cross realms to kill enemies.
If Chen Xia had the cultivation level of Heavenly Layer 10, he probably could have rampaged horizontally in the current Great Death Realm without worrying about battles.
Unfortunately he was only at the Heavenly Layer 9 of the Troubled Sea Realm, so he could barely kill those at Heavenly Layer 7.
Xu Zhen breaking through the quasi-sage ruins undoubtedly established the top prodigies as having the greatest voice within the Great Death Realm, also allowing the Immortal World to score the first fame and have the most attention up front.
The southeast border of the Great Death Realm.
Holding the golden divine spear, the God's Son gazed into the distance and said in a low voice: "Can I shoot and kill Xu Zhen, who is hundreds of millions of miles away, with this throw of my golden divine spear?"
Behind him, the black-robed figure said in a low voice: "Killing her is definitely impossible. Xu Zhen is no ordinary being either, to have made such a great name for herself in the Immortal Realm. Her own abilities must be exceptional as well, as a 10-layered Heavenly Being of the Heaven Mending Realm. "
"Humph! She's nothing more than a cultivator who got lucky and obtained the Great Emperor Legacy. If we really fight, I will definitely impale her on my golden divine spear!" the God's Son shouted coldly, then said in a deep voice: "I will use this opportunity in the Great Death Domain to advance into the Quasi-Saint Realm and pave the way for my path to becoming an Emperor!"
His eyes as profound as the stars gazed into the distance, his expression arrogant.
He was the God's Son of the Divine Realm, the publicly recognized successor of the Great Emperor, an existence destined to reach the pinnacle in the future. He should be able to stand out in the Great Death Domain!
In the vast starry river, an old Daoist sat upside down on the tip of a spire.
For the first time in tens of thousands of years, he finally opened his eyes.
Because he had a guest.
It was a dog.
"You've come," the old Daoist said with a faint smile.
"Damn it," the big yellow dog greeted politely in return.
"Hehe, after so many years we haven't met, you still have this attitude, you haven't changed one bit," the old Daoist chuckled again.
"Damn you, you really deserve to die. You spent so many years plotting against me, killing you a thousand times would not be enough!" the big yellow dog cursed angrily.
"That's enough, any more cursing would be impolite," the old Daoist waved his hand to stop him, then said, "Instead of coming to argue with me, you should be looking for the Junior Supreme Being. What happened back then, it's hard to say who was right or wrong."
"Where the hell is that damn Junior Supreme Being?!" the big yellow dog shouted again.
"He's dead," the old Daoist replied plainly, "He died in the Great Death Domain, he died in that opened legacy of the Great Emperor. I said that the Great Death Domain was not a good place, with the word 'death' in its name, but he insisted on going, nothing could be done."
The big yellow dog immediately got up and walked away.
"Where are you going?" the old Daoist asked.
"The Great Death Domain. I'm going to find his remains and grind them into dust, annihilate his ashes, tear apart the Great Emperor's legacy, and then slowly settle accounts with you!" the big yellow dog said before leaving.
Its body stepped into the void, swiftly rushing out of the Great Profound Capital and towards the Great Myriad Worlds.
The Great Death Domain had just opened.
And an quasi-Emperor was about to descend.
Good night.