In the immortal realm, several divine senses almost instantly peered at this little world, converging above the Heavenly Dao to observe.
The few divine senses were old friends who had known each other for tens of thousands of years. At this moment, they started communicating with each other, full of shock as they asked:
"The Primordial Infant Tribulation of 100,000 years, how could this little world produce such a character!"
They could hardly believe that this little world with such deficient spirit energy and destiny could give rise to an unrivalled genius who could cross the 100,000 year Primordial Infant Tribulation.
As the powerful beings exchanged thoughts, one of them knitted his brows and asked in a booming voice:
"What is this Big Hand? How could it so brazenly reach into my immortal realm?"
A sage calmly replied, "It is just a living being from another realm. Judging by its aura, it should have already become a saint and came to the little world belonging to the immortal realm to harvest some luck."
"Humph, it has lofty ambitions, but didn't expect to run into a tough obstacle - the 100,000 year Primordial Infant Tribulation!"
"Aiya, as long as it can cross this tribulation, the path of emperor will be wide open. As long as it doesn't fall, becoming an emperor will be inevitable."
As the powerful beings conversed, they cast their gazes back to the person crossing the tribulation. Soon, someone frowned.
"What's going on, this person doesn't have the blessing of luck from this heaven and earth."
"Ah!" The other powerful beings were dumbfounded. Even after living for tens of thousands of years, they had never heard of such a thing.
To be able to cross the 100,000 year Primordial Infant Tribulation, yet not have the blessing of heaven and earth's luck?
This was simply preposterous!
To put it crudely, it was akin to a eunuch visiting a brothel - nonsensical!
The powerful beings were utterly confused. They decided not to think too much about it, and directly traced Chen Xia's past lives and causal connections using their great divine abilities.
The answer was nothing. A complete blank.
The powerful beings sighed. This was to be expected for someone without any luck.
Their divine senses materialized into illusory human figures, standing above the Heavenly Dao. They looked at each other, seeming to have something to say, but no one spoke first.
The powerful beings had varying expressions, each harboring their own thoughts.
Finally, one of them couldn't hold back and exclaimed with feeling, "Since he is a person without luck, my Heavenly Control Sect will take a loss and accept him as a disciple!"
A great sage immediately sneered, "Accepting a person with the talents of an emperor but without any luck, your Heavenly Control Sect is really taking a huge 'loss'!"
The powerful being from the Heavenly Control Sect remained expressionless, calmly replying, "My Heavenly Control Sect needs luck from heaven and earth the least. I should be the one taking this 'loss'."
"Hey, you're wrong there," an elderly sage shook his head and responded.
"Although my Emperor Mountain relies on the luck of heaven and earth, we can also expend great effort to help rebuild this person's true body and forge the supreme immortal physique to complement his talents of an emperor."
The powerful being from the Heavenly Control Sect had a solemn expression as he looked at the old man and spoke heavily, "Old freak, how dare you speak of forging the supreme immortal physique. What will you use to forge it, the decrepit old corpse that your Emperor Mountain has kept sealed away for 30,000 years?"
"It's not impossible," the old man lightly replied.
The atmosphere between the powerful beings became tense, seeming rather heavy.
"Come on, don't rush. First see if this person can overcome the lightning tribulation. What if he gets struck down directly by the tribulation lightning? You'd be arguing for nothing!"
Indeed, that was sound logic.
The powerful beings then focused their divine senses down below, becoming the wind and rain between heaven and earth, not affecting anything and just quietly watching.
Watching the dark clouds cover the sky and tribulation lightning arise.
Watching that youth in green robes standing steadily beneath the vault of heaven, facing the heavy pressure of the Big Hand head-on!
Chen Xia looked at the Big Hand pressing down with a calm expression. The air currents stirred his hair into flying freely as his clothes flapped noisily.
His current level of power was...
His cultivation level was at the peak of Golden Core, also called half-a-step Primordial Infant.
Was it enough?
Chen Xia was also unclear, but if he didn't try, he would never know.
Life was of course important, but there were also things more important than life that were worth staking his life on.
Were there things worth fighting desperately for?
The corners of Chen Xia's lips curled up into a smile, the cyan and green light flickering in his eyes as he directly strode towards the Big Hand.
He was the god of this heaven and earth!
Regardless, he must eliminate this calamity.
The common people in the city walked onto the wide streets. Looking at the youth in green robes in the center marching towards the Big Hand, they were first stunned, then someone shouted:
"Immortal, it's an immortal!"
The common people in the imperial city instantly erupted into an uproar, prostrating towards the figure walking solo in the sky, shouting excitedly,
"Immortal, please save the world!"
Chen Xia halted his footsteps, estimated the distance, then started rolling up his sleeves. He made a fist and brought it in front of his mouth, breathing onto his fist.
This was enchanting.
With one foot landing on the firmament, an explosive rumble burst out from under his foot sole. Fierce gales blasted out, seemingly even the firmament couldn't withstand such pressure as it let out creaking, trembling sounds.
Chen Xia's figure shot out, like a meteor streaming against the flow, leaving behind a trail of cyan-green arcs in the sky. Amidst the shadow of the Big Hand, he brought a flash of light!
In just a fleeting moment, the "meteor" collided with the Big Hand, producing earth-shaking rumbling that sounded through heaven and earth. The Big Hand's pressing momentum stopped abruptly, and even retreated several hundred meters.
"Immortal!"
The common people were in high spirits, shouting loudly.
But after retreating briefly, the Big Hand pressed down even more forcefully and swiftly, the powerful air currents it brought shattering many buildings in the imperial city.
The common people's expressions changed to alarmed as they hurriedly took cover.
The Big Hand kept swinging down. Chen Xia gritted his teeth and stubbornly resisted.
Have you smacked a mosquito before?
Slapping down forcefully to squash the mosquito into meat paste.
Right now, Chen Xia was that mosquito.
The Big Hand swung down brutishly as if wanting to suppress everything.
Thus, Chen Xia flew even faster than when he had come, plunging straight into the center of the imperial city. He smashed through buildings and plowed over a hundred meters deep into the ground before stabilizing himself. Blood leaked from the corners of his mouth.
Chen Xia pushed aside the rubble around him and climbed up, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the Big Hand, his brows furrowed.
He thought of a phrase he had heard before.
"Congratulations on passing the beginner tutorial. Try challenging the king now."
The current situation was somewhat like those words.
Chen Xia wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth and stood in place, not moving. He was waiting.
[Spirit Dragon Qi]
Waiting for his trump card to take form.
The common people's worship gradually transmitted over, fusing into the Spirit Dragon Qi.
Almost there.
Chen Xia sighed in praise. He walked amidst the ruins and stood firmly, directly facing the pressing Big Hand. His divine sense spread out, transmitting his own voice of will to the living beings.
[Offer your wishes and lend me your strength. With just a bit more, I can cleave the Big Hand!]
The common people were startled at first before quickly kowtowing and making offerings to Chen Xia.
Bits of power accumulated into a substantial amount.
[Spirit Dragon Qi]
Golden light flashed in his eyes.
An ancient dragon's cry rang out from behind him as golden vertical pupils emerged, claws propping on the ground.
A thousand-zhang divine dragon coiled through heaven and earth!
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ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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