The stars in the Great Death Realm were dim and lacked light. Other than outside cultivators, there were only dead objects in the death realm, and even outside cultivators would become dead objects if they stayed too long.
Many cultivators could not adapt to the environment of the Great Death Realm. Their Dao hearts would be eroded by ghosts, affecting their cultivation level. Not only would they not progress, there would even be signs of regression.
Fluctuations in cultivation level would further affect combat power.
The combat power of many proud children of heaven decreased, and because their Dao hearts were also damaged after unsuccessfully battling other proud children of heaven, their combat power became increasingly weakened.
The Dao hearts of the victorious proud children of heaven became increasingly firm, and the more victories they attained, the more invincible will they accumulated. The accumulation of invincible will could play a critical role in opening the path to becoming an emperor.
This was the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak.
There was also a preliminary ranking for this round of battling in the Great Death Realm.
The Gods' Realm’s God Child, the Immortal Realm’s Xu Zhen, and the Heavenly Realm’s Young Heavenly Emperor would surely occupy spots in the top ten.
Besides them, confirmed for the top ten were the Supreme Realm’s successor of the Interface orthodoxy, the Gods’ Realm’s successor of the Great Emperor, and the Dusk Realm’s Lord of Thousand Stars.
That was six peerless proud children of heaven who could be confirmed thus far.
As for the remaining four spots in the top ten, there was greater competition and debates as various proud children of heaven had different claims, so no one knew for sure.
Based on accomplishments so far, since cultivators from the Interface Realm had broken into a Quasi-Saint Ruins, an Interface cultivator should also be ranked in the top ten.
However, there were no famous Interface realm cultivators. Not to mention being ranked in the top ten, it would be difficult for the successors of the Interface realm's Great Emperors to even enter the top hundred based on their reputation.
According to legends, the two most formidable proud children of heaven from the Interface Realm this time were called Zuo Ri and Yi Huo.
It was said that just half a year after entering the Great Death Realm, Zuo Ri was nailed to a dead star by the Gods' Realm’s God Child.
So he had no accomplishments at all and was more like a background board.
The other proud child of heaven named Yi Huo also did not have any stunning accomplishments. With a reputation on par with Zuo Ri, his combat power would likely be comparable to Zuo Ri as well, hence just one spear would have sufficed from the Gods' Realm’s God Child.
Apart from them, the most powerful existence from the Interface Realm was an old man at the peak of the Heaven Mending Realm.
The combat power of this old man was decent but not particularly remarkable. Amongst the current Great Death Realm, he could only be considered above average.
It was only due to good luck that Interface cultivators of such standards were able to break into a Quasi-Saint Ruins.
And now, the two orthodox cultivators of the Interface realm blessed by "good luck" were sitting on flying shuttles formed from concentrated flying swords, heading towards the lifeless stars without any aim.
Ma Xiaohong sat at the back, hugging half the blade of a sword. Her eyes occasionally sized up the silhouette sitting at the forefront before lowering her head again, seemingly lost in thought.
As the flying shuttle traveled on, it was about to collide with a dead star approaching from the front.
Sitting at the back, Ma Xiaohong's expression tightened slightly but she did not seem afraid.
Because the dead star quickly shattered apart.
With a casual pull of his hand, Chen Xia tore it into two halves.
This was common during their journey, with Chen Xia slicing apart countless dead stars along the way and even once directly cleaving open a galaxy to stubbornly travel through the middle.
In Chen Xia's own words:
"I don't want to take a detour."
It was simply for that reason, and indeed a simple approach.
Ma Xiaohong swallowed and did not say much, only hugging the flying sword in her embrace tighter. She knew it was a treasure, but was unsure exactly how good it was. In any case, it must have been very incredible since Chen Xia had used it to battle that Great Saint remnant.
And now Chen Xia had entrusted the custody of this flying sword to her, so he must value her greatly.
That was Ma Xiaohong's thinking.
In fact, Chen Xia did value her quite a lot, even assigning her a position with a simple title.
Sword Lad.
For the first time, softness on Ma Xiaohong's face disappeared as displeasure surfaced. Although she did not dare to voice it out, her pout was extremely prominent.
Chen Xia also keenly perceived Ma Xiaohong's displeasure. Out of humanitarian concern, he changed the title.
He addressed her as Sword Attendant instead.
Despite not knowing what the exact difference was, Ma Xiaohong accepted it and felt it sounded better than Sword Lad.
Traveling in the Great Death Realm was an extremely boring process.
There was nothing but Dead Stars and Ghosts; no other scenery.
Occasionally if they ran into other cultivators, both sides would be filled with caution and not converse much before quickly leaving.
Chen Xia had specifically instructed Ma Xiaohong:
"There is much dark erosion in this Great Death Realm. Do not let your thoughts run wild and do not daydream frequently. It is best to contemplate cultivation arts during your free time."
"What would happen if I daydreamed frequently?" Ma Xiaohong curiously asked.
"Your thinking would become dull," Chen Xia replied.
"Then what?" Ma Xiaohong continued asking.
"Then your thinking would become more and more dull," Chen Xia said matter-of-factly.
Ma Xiaohong frowned slightly and weakly asked: "But what does this have to do with dark erosion?"
"Nothing much. I'm just worried about you," Chen Xia sincerely replied.
In fact, Chen Xia used to combat dark erosion by daydreaming.
"Oh," Ma Xiaohong nodded, then suddenly asked while hugging the sword, "What do you do to entertain yourself when you're bored?"
"I play chess," Chen Xia answered.
"Why don't you play now then?" Ma Xiaohong curiously probed further. She felt Chen Xia did not seem like someone who would play chess at all, he resembled more of a table flipper.
Chen Xia crossed his arms, sitting at the forefront of the shuttle, and lightly replied,
"I lose too much."
After six thousand years, he had finally come to terms with the fact of him being a sore loser.
"I'm... not very good at it either." Ma Xiaohong suddenly said softly, seemingly to console him.
"It's alright." Chen Xia shook his head and smiled again, "It doesn't matter anyway since you have many flaws, playing chess well or not is trivial."
That was also meant to console her.
But Ma Xiaohong simply could not smile anymore.
That year, they finally entered the central region of the Great Death Realm from the edge.
And Chen Xia's inner demon issues became increasingly severe, mainly manifesting as frequent arguments with himself.
Chen Xia would pick a fight with himself every short while.
Ma Xiaohong grew increasingly worried.
Chen Xia simply explained flatly,
"It's fine, I'm going through teenage rebellion."
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
