The godlike figure gazed down from high in the sky.
As if surrounded by eyes from all directions, it scrutinized the group without restraint.
Finally, its gaze settled on the White Emperor.
"So this is the remnant of darkness, isn't there supposed to be one more?" asked the Great Emperor in a calm voice.
"I slew him," Chen Xia replied nonchalantly.
The Great Emperor paused, then spoke again.
"The dark remnants arrived half a day ago, including a second-level quasi-emperor. From what you're saying, that quasi-emperor didn't survive half a day. Which of you killed him?"
"Huh? There was?" Emperor Capital looked confused, as he hadn't seen any quasi-emperor when he arrived.
"I killed him," Chen Xia stood up, a slight smile on his face. He gazed at the Great Emperor without fear, and instead said with a laugh:
"Can you come down to talk? I'm not used to standing below others."
"Those who are not Great Emperors can only remain below," the Great Emperor replied calmly, then continued:
"In that case, I'll take this remaining dark remnant away. I need to extract some useful information from his soul."
As he finished speaking, he attempted to grab the White Emperor from afar.
A burst of sword intent suddenly arose, forcefully cutting off this remote grasp.
The atmosphere instantly became tense.
Chen Xia, still smiling slightly, responded:
"This is the Blue Sky Sword Sea, and I am the sect master of the Blue Sky Sword Sea. If you want to take someone away from here, you need my permission."
The Great Emperor fell silent for a moment, his voice sinking a bit as he asked:
"Has slaying a second-level quasi-emperor made you lose sight of your boundaries? Do you think you're now a peak existence who can speak to me like this?"
Chen Xia nodded and uttered three words:
"Old bastard."
Seeing that both sides had fallen out, Emperor Capital didn't hesitate. He pointed directly at the Great Emperor and cursed:
"You damn piece of shit, come down if you dare! See if Brother Chen doesn't beat you up! He'll beat you into a mutant!"
He truly dared to curse, embodying loyalty and fearlessness.
"You two, I'll give you one last chance. Don't seek death!" The Great Emperor's tone now carried a hint of anger.
"Fuck your mother! How dare you speak to my Brother Chen like that? You've never been beaten up before, have you? Right, Brother Chen?!"
Chen Xia's expression remained calm. He lightly pointed forward, condensing three million sword intents into a single point, then looked up at the Great Emperor and said:
"If you want to fight, then come. I won't hand over the White Emperor to you."
After these words, the sky suddenly darkened. Countless trees grew down from the heavens, instantly absorbing all the spiritual energy around and pressing down towards the Blue Sky Sword Sea.
Chen Xia showed no fear. He took a light step forward, the River of Time unfurling behind him, three million sword intents before him.
From the bottom of the Blue Sky Sword Sea came a clear dragon's roar, seemingly piercing through space.
Then, a dragon's head as large as the entire Blue Sky Sword Sea emerged, advancing alongside the River of Time and the flying sword intents.
Finally, the Supreme Heavenly Thunder, carried upon the flying swords, surged forth with killing intent.
This was the power of four realms!
The Great Emperor in the sky only had one realm, but it was a certified realm.
The difference between certification and comprehension was like heaven and earth.
The trees in the sky grew larger and more numerous, eventually replacing the entire sky, turning it into a canopy of trees.
The sky was trees.
Below were four realms.
As countless divine abilities were about to clash, their aura spread out first, affecting almost the entire star region.
Inside a small house.
Qiu Li looked up, his brows furrowed, staring in disbelief towards the Blue Sky Sword Sea. He actually sensed a trace of the Great Emperor's aura?!
Chi Yu couldn't sit still and transformed into a divine phoenix, rushing towards the Blue Sky Sword Sea.
The others remained in the small house, their expressions flickering uncertainly.
The great saints in the star region all emerged, looking towards the Blue Sky Sword Sea with shock and doubt, unclear why a Great Emperor's aura had appeared.
Even more terrifying was that the aura of the other person was not inferior to the Great Emperor's, seemingly on equal footing!
The tree sky and the four realms finally collided. Endless ripples spread out at this moment, shaking the entire star region, causing a momentary scarcity of spiritual energy. Some low-level cultivators were even stunned by the shock.
Chen Xia stood on the celestial dragon's head, carrying sword intent and charging at the forefront, destroying countless trees as he rushed towards the highest point.
Emperor Capital was even more fearless. Protected by his Starlight Dao, he also wanted to charge into battle, but he hadn't gone far before being pressed down by the trees and falling to the bottom of the star region.
Looking from afar, one could see a stream of light piercing through countless trees from bottom to top in the tree sky, heading towards the canopy.
This stream of light resembled a sword.
Chen Xia's expression gradually became serious. The three million sword intents grew increasingly brilliant, the four realms showing a trend of fusion, as if becoming one at this moment, transforming into this purest form of sword.
In the Great Death Realm.
The Inner Demon looked up, lightly pointing a finger towards the sky, and said in a deep voice:
"Lend strength!"
Hum hum hum!
The power of the Great Death Realm was like a false heavenly dao.
The embryonic form of five realms!
This sword intent penetrated the entire tree sky, cleaving open heaven and earth, landing at the highest point of the sky.
Green robes fluttered as the figure stepped onto the firmament.
The Great Emperor's face showed a hint of bewilderment.
Chen Xia held his sword, his brows high and eyes shining, rarely so spirited. He smiled and said to the Great Emperor:
"One need not be a Great Emperor to stand above."
Today, a four-realm great saint ascended to challenge heaven. Four realms questioned one realm, standing equal with the Great Emperor!
The Great Emperor remained silent for a long time, finally sighing softly:
"Since you can stand in such a position, it means we are of the same kind. As such, I no longer have the right to take this dark remnant from your hands. You decide his fate yourself."
He was about to turn and leave when he suddenly paused and asked:
"What is your name, four-realm great saint? The Great Heaven hasn't produced a monster like you in too long."
"Chen Xia."
"Good. Tian Sen Great Emperor, that is my title," the Great Emperor replied, then added:
"What is the name of this star region? I will list it as a first-class star region when I return."
Chen Xia waved his hand, returning the immortal sword to his Heart Lake. His green robes fluttered slightly as he smiled and replied:
"Blue Sky Sword Sea."
Sigh, it's embarrassing to ask for gifts with such a short update. Everyone, save them up and give them to Little Suan tomorrow.
Good night, everyone.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
