Between the ancient and massive celestial bodies.
Seventeen figures sat surrounding the celestial bodies, each figure emanating an extremely ancient aura, like antiques tens of thousands of years old.
Images emerged from the massive celestial bodies, showing a humanoid figure, faintly tinged with green, as if flowers and grass were growing on its body.
Upon closer inspection, it was Tian Sen the Great Saint, with a red and a blue flower growing on his shoulders. He was smiling as he watered the flowers with the water of life. Suddenly, his brow furrowed as if he sensed something. The small flowers retreated into his shoulders, and his expression turned serious as he spoke.
"I didn't expect you all to be able to contact me so quickly while guarding the front lines."
"The war at the front has eased recently, and those two dark remnants entering the lower realm of the Great Heaven is a big deal, so we specifically notified you to capture them. What's the result?"
Tian Sen the Great Emperor shook his head and said resignedly.
"I did catch them, but it wasn't me who did it. It was a peak existence in that Star Region who personally took action, killing one Second-tier Quasi-Emperor and subduing the other. That peak existence is no weaker than me and was unwilling to hand over the dark remnants to me, so I let it be."
"Is it also a Great Emperor? What's their name? Do we have any records?"
Tian Sen the Great Emperor replied, "There should be no records. I don't know him, and he doesn't know me. There's another matter I wanted to contact you about - listing this Star Region as first-class."
"What level is this person at? A first-class Star Region must have a Great Emperor presiding over it."
"Great Saint of Four Dao."
"..."
The seventeen people fell silent.
A Great Saint of Four Dao certainly wasn't considered a Great Emperor, given the completely different titles, but a Great Saint of Four Dao was even rarer than a Great Emperor.
To be honest, a Great Emperor might not even compare to a Great Saint of Four Dao.
"But a Quasi-Emperor represents a status, a supreme existence, the leader of all cultivators. Although a Great Saint of Four Dao is also very powerful, is it appropriate to list it as a first-class Star Region just because of one Great Saint of Four Dao? Isn't that against the rules?" asked the Lean Elder among the seventeen, his words causing his eyes to flicker like starry rivers, his aura as vast as the universe, also an old-school Great Emperor.
Opposite the Lean Elder was the Middle-aged Man Shouldering the Sun and Moon, whose face looked kind. The sun and moon on his shoulders swayed as he shook his head and said.
"That's not the right way to look at it. Rules are dead, but people are alive. I think a Great Saint of Four Dao is even better than an ordinary Great Emperor."
"Besides, what if they break through? A Great Saint of Four Dao, just one step further and they'd be a Four-Dao Quasi-Emperor, able to solidly suppress a Second Tier Great Emperor. I dare say most of us here can't claim to solidly suppress a Second Tier Great Emperor in battle, can we?"
"And what if, by some chance, they become a Four-Dao Great Emperor? Do you know what that means? They could rank in the top twenty among all Great Emperors in the All Heavens World. All of us combined wouldn't be enough to defeat them!"
"If you don't give them face now, don't blame them for not giving you face when they really become a Great Emperor!"
This speech made quite a bit of sense. A Great Saint of Four Dao wasn't terrifying in itself, but its potential was. If this Great Saint later became a Great Emperor, the seventeen Great Emperors here combined truly wouldn't be enough to defeat them.
The Great Emperors successively voiced their opinions, with agreement and disagreement split about evenly.
The Great Emperor sitting at the very center finally spoke, his voice seeming to come from ancient times, uttering the decisive words.
"Agreed. Add one more first-class Star Region."
This settled the matter, and the Great Emperors present had nothing more to say.
The ancient Great Emperor at the center spoke again.
"The Way of Heaven's delay gives us a chance to catch our breath. Everyone must seize this opportunity to build great formations, prepare contingencies, and support this great era through. Once the Way of Heaven becomes dormant, we will have successfully weathered this tribulation."
The Lean Elder raised his brow, his aura shocking as he coldly snorted.
"With over a hundred Great Emperors in the Great Heaven, I refuse to believe we can't withstand this so-called Heavenly Dao Reckoning. Be it the Way of Heaven or dark invasions, this old man will stand at the very front to resist!"
Some Great Emperors nodded in response.
"Since we are sitting here, we have already resolved to resist the Heavenly Dao Reckoning. If we work together, it's possible. After all, this concerns the entire Great Heaven."
The Great Emperors nodded in agreement.
Tian Sen the Great Emperor waved his hand and said, "If that's all, I'll take my leave. Remember to add the first-class Star Region."
"We haven't asked the name of this realm yet?" inquired the Middle-aged Man Shouldering the Sun and Moon.
"It's called the Blue Sky Sword Sea. Does that ring any bells?" Tian Sen the Great Emperor asked in return.
Most of the Great Emperors shook their heads. They all came from the upper realms of the Great Heaven and naturally had no knowledge of the lower star systems, regardless of cultivation level or battle prowess, simply because the distance was too great.
The Lean Elder raised his brows, which were as heavy as the Milky Way, nodded and said directly.
"So it's the Blue Sky Sword Sea. That sect is no ordinary one. It has survived several great eras and produced many Great Emperors. There was a time when it almost became the hegemon of several surrounding star regions."
"But later it seemed to fall into obscurity again. The last time I heard news about the Blue Sky Sword Sea, it was said that they couldn't withstand the Heavenly Dao Reckoning and perished. I didn't expect them to revive in this era. As expected of an established sect with profound heritage!"
Hearing the elder speak thus, the other Emperors also felt that the Blue Sky Sword Sea was indeed a legendary sect. Viewed this way, this Great Saint of Four Dao might indeed become a Great Emperor, standing at the pinnacle of the All Heavens World, becoming first-class in the world!
However, the current Great Saint of Four Dao wasn't considering these matters yet. He was pondering some other issues.
"Should we hang him up or chain him down?"
Emperor Capital quickly responded, "Why not both? Hang him upside down, then chain his neck. This way, he'll be both hung and chained on both sides!"
When it comes to playing creatively, Emperor Capital really knows his stuff.
The White Emperor was cowering to the side, his body trembling, blood still flowing, but he didn't dare to beg for mercy again, fearing another beating.
"Why don't we chain him at the entrance of the Blue Sky Sword Sea as a watchdog? It's perfect since I'm about to trace back to the Blue Sky Sword Sea," Chen Xia suggested.
"That won't do," Emperor Capital hastily waved his hand. "What would I do then?"
"You..." Chen Xia truly hadn't expected Emperor Capital to care even about the position of a watchdog, so he replied.
"He'll be responsible for guarding the gate, and you'll be responsible for watching him. How's that?"
Emperor Capital's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded, "That's perfect!"
Being able to freely manipulate a Quasi-Emperor, to be honest, was indeed quite satisfying.
He immediately stepped forward, slapping the White Emperor's face while shouting.
"You beast, just wait till I train you properly!"
The White Emperor covered his reddened cheek, not daring to say a word, only managing to flash a ingratiating smile at Emperor Capital.
Slap!
And so he received another slap.
Emperor Capital pointed at him and coldly shouted, "How dare you grin at me!"
The White Emperor was truly on the verge of tears now, both his cheeks bearing bright red handprints.
Suddenly, flames rushed in from afar, falling rapidly. It was Chi Yu's figure. He briefly surveyed the scene, then turned to Chen Xia with concern and asked.
"Are you alright?"
"It's nothing," Chen Xia replied with a light smile.
So Chi Yu turned his gaze to the White Emperor, examining him, presumably noticing the two bright red handprints on the White Emperor's face, and asked puzzled.
"What's going on here?"
The White Emperor didn't know whether he should respond, so he just lowered his head, trembling.
So he received another slap.
Emperor Capital coldly shouted, "Not even greeting people, how rude!"
"H-Hello!" the White Emperor hurriedly greeted Chi Yu.
Slap!
Another resounding slap came flying!
Emperor Capital hadn't even spoken yet, his expression cold.
The White Emperor's face froze, feeling as if he had done something wrong.
"I just felt like slapping," Emperor Capital said.
The White Emperor's mouth twitched slightly, completely at a loss for words.
One must say, Emperor Capital truly understands the art of taming.
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?!”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.
