"Why hasn't Brother Chen come back yet?"
Emperor Capital frowned, pacing anxiously on the city walls, thinking of the words Chen Xia had left for him before departing. He dared not wander off and could only ask the passing saints.
"Has Brother Chen returned?"
The saints all shook their heads in response, "We haven't seen Saint Chen, Emperor Capital, how about a game of chess instead?"
Get lost, who wants to play chess with you? You start by taking my horses and then surrender immediately. You can't beat me anyway, you're just after my horses! Emperor Capital waved his hand impatiently, as if shooing them away.
"Haha, that's just how Saint Chen likes it." The saints laughed, enjoying the sight of Emperor Capital's annoyed expression, creating a lively atmosphere around the city walls.
In the Emperor Council.
There were still seven great emperors on the left front line, excluding the recently expelled Flowing Water Temple Master, leaving six.
Emperor Tianhe sat on the left, frowning and asking,
"Are there really remnants of darkness in those shattered star domains?"
The elder at the head of the table slightly raised an eyebrow, his long white eyebrows trembling, and tapped his dragon-headed staff lightly on the ground as he spoke.
"I used my great divine power to investigate and indeed found traces, but I am also defending against the Heavenly Dao and am unable to split my attention. Hence, I had to send Chen Xia, who is among the strongest, to investigate first. If anything is amiss, you will all go together to surround and kill them."
"Good," Emperor Tianhe nodded, then turned to ask, "Why has the recruitment by Tian Sen the Great Emperor been so inefficient lately?"
"No one wants to come, that's why," Tian Sen the Great Emperor shrugged helplessly, adding,
"Only a few saints with courage and ambition come to the front line. The rest are old foxes who don't care about the demise of star domains and just want to hide and live a few more years. Unless we capture them one by one and set life-and-death seals on them, these saints are useless even if we force them here."
After speaking, two small flowers sprouted on his shoulders, and he began to play with them.
The elder's eyes flickered again, his long eyebrows twitching once more, and he nodded,
Then capture them all. Even executing them directly on the front line would be fine. It can at least slow down the speed of the Heavenly Dao's descent. The more they try to escape the Heavenly Dao's reckoning, the more I want them to die!
The elder's words were awe-inspiring and unmatched, and the eyes of his dragon-headed staff shone with profound light, his aura not inferior to that of a great emperor.
This was the strongest emperor stationed on the left front line, with a cultivation level of four great emperors. It was rumored that he had killed the most emperors in the entire Great Heaven, hence he was also known as the Executioner Emperor.
His emperor title was simply called the Executioner!
The emperors were in discussion when they suddenly turned their heads together, sensing a powerful pressure from a distance, an emperor's aura!
"Chen Xia!" Emperor Tianhe instantly reacted, disappearing from his spot and rushing towards the source of the pressure.
The other emperors followed suit, leaving only the Executioner Emperor to guard the front line.
On the city walls, Emperor Capital excitedly stood up, kicking over the chessboard that the saints were playing with, and flew towards the source of the pressure without hesitation, shouting,
"Brother Chen, wait for me!"
The two saints beside him looked at the overturned chessboard and scattered pieces, completely confused.
Why did you kick our chessboard when you left?
In the void.
Emperor Tianhe was the first to arrive, blocking the emperor's aura and residual sword light that swept towards him, then frowned at the sight before him.
There were no shattered star domains here, but there were some remaining starlight and faint star domain auras, as if they had existed not long ago.
Looking further ahead, there was a storm of emperor's aura and sword light mixed together, making it difficult to see the scene inside.
Emperor Tianhe paused for a moment, and then Tian Sen the Great Emperor and several others arrived, asking curiously,
"Just got here, what's the situation?"
"A very intense battle?" Emperor Tianhe replied.
"I can see that for myself, do I need you to tell me?" The elder with eyebrows like a galaxy frowned.
Tian Sen the Great Emperor touched the flowers on his shoulder and suggested, "Why don't we go in and take a look?"
"Let's go!" Emperor Tianhe nodded directly.
They were indeed not afraid of these, walking straight into the storm of emperor's aura and sword light, suppressing these forces as they went.
Not far ahead, they could see a faint figure standing quietly.
"Chen Xia?" Emperor Tianhe asked doubtfully.
"He's holding a sword, so it probably is." Tian Sen the Great Emperor agreed.
"Not necessarily, maybe his flying sword was taken away. After all, no one can predict the outcome of this ambush." The elder replied.
Tian Sen and Tianhe, the two great emperors, turned their heads together, frowning at the elder,
"If you can't say anything good, then don't say anything."
The few emperors fell silent and moved towards the center, getting closer to the figure.
Blood.
They sensed a strong blood pulse, a sign that an emperor had fallen, indicating that an emperor had perished here not long ago.
They became more vigilant, moving forward and waving away the surrounding sword lights, getting closer to the figure holding the sword in the center.
Their figures suddenly paused when they saw a head, a head entangled with dark energy, its neck bleeding, its eyes unclosed, an emperor's head.
This head was held by a hand, and looking up, they saw Chen Xia's calm face.
"Are you on a group outing?"
Chen Xia casually asked, shaking his right hand and flicking his sword, scattering the emperor's blood, which then returned to his Heart Lake, leading three million flying swords.
"Have you already slain the emperor?" Emperor Tianhe frowned.
"What kind of speed is this, it feels like you've become even stronger?" Tian Sen the Great Emperor also expressed his confusion.
"Huh, I recognize this emperor you're holding, a pure dog of the Heavenly Dao, well done for killing him!" The elder exclaimed.
"Briefly explain the situation." Emperor Tianhe said again.
"Nothing much to say, two emperor remnants set up an ambush to kill me, and I killed one of them." Chen Xia casually said, shaking off the emperor's blood from his hand, and added with some regret,
"Actually, I could have killed both, but I didn't take them seriously at first, and they reacted and fled separately. There's a saying, 'the slowest one is the vanguard,' so I caught and killed the slow one."
He spoke very casually, as if he had just cleared a small group of monsters in the wild.
"Hmm?" Emperor Tianhe suddenly frowned, curious again,
"There should be a remnant star domain here, why is it also gone?"
"It was completely obliterated in my battle with the emperor."
Chen Xia turned around, casually replying.
His words were very light.
Light enough to make it hard to discern the truth.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
Resolve] Gu Yang was once a true disciple of the Falling Cloud Sect, but after failing to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, his cultivation regressed, his foundation was damaged, his lifespan was nearing its end, and he was about to be demoted to a menial servant. At his moment of despair, he awakened the [Daily Intelligence System]. By refreshing it daily, he could learn about countless hidden opportunities and secrets within the cultivation world! [Today's intelligence has been refreshed] [White Intelligence: One month ago, the Foundation Establishment spiritual item "Profound Ice Spirit Marrow" used by the host to attempt his breakthrough contained a trace of the poison "Bone-Corrobing Spirit-Dissolving Powder".] [Purple Intelligence: Tonight during the Yin hour (3-5 AM), a wisp of "Golden Crow Primordial Flame" will overflow... If this flame is devoured, it can recast the shattered cultivation foundation, fully restore cultivation, and awaken the one-in-ten-thousand—Primordial Supreme Yang Body. [Click to view coordinates]] [Golden Intelligence: Shen Qingyue, a Golden Core elder of the Falling Cloud Sect who possesses the Nine Yin Body, suffers from backlash of cold energy every full moon night, causing her strength to plummet and excruciating pain. Grand Elder Zhao Wuji has secretly bribed Shen Qingyue's personal maid, Hongxiu, and learned the rear gate array node of the protective formation "Clouds and Mist Veiling the Sun Array". Tomorrow late at night, he intends to take advantage of Shen Qingyue's flare-up of the cold poison, when she is weak and unable to resist, to use a secret technique to refine her into a cauldron and force her into a Daoist partnership. [Click to view coordinates]] The cultivation world is a jungle where the strong prey on the weak, and human hearts are as treacherous as ghosts? Sorry, but I can read the script! From then on, relying on his informational advantage, Gu Yang proceeded step by step with careful planning. Seizing opportunities, plundering fortunes. Selling intelligence. Playing rivals against each other. Step by step, he ultimately became the Immortal Emperor!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
