Near the Ten Thousand Mountains lies the Eighth Mountain, the eighth of the nine mountains of the Immortal Realm.
The Eighth Mountain is one of the largest sects in the Immortal Realm and boasts the prestigious title of the sect that guards the Immortal Realm.
With the sudden appearance of the Ten Thousand Mountains, which may involve the will of the interface, the nine mountains of the Immortal Realm are quite concerned, even amidst the war with the Divine Realm, they sent a Great Emperor to investigate.
The Ten Thousand Mountains show signs of forming their own world, leaving even the Great Emperor uncertain. He inquired with the accompanying mountain and river gods.
"What surrounds the Ten Thousand Mountains now?"
The mountain and river gods quickly replied, "Reporting to the Great Emperor, in front of the Ten Thousand Mountains is the Huai River, stretching ten thousand miles, and behind it is the Lan Yue city, governed by a city lord of the Saint realm. If we go further, that would be the Eighth Mountain."
"Mmm," the Great Emperor nodded. Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided to enter and see for himself. He lifted his foot to step in, but stopped at the periphery of the Ten Thousand Mountains.
He sensed a terrifying aura, not from within the Ten Thousand Mountains, but from a distant place, as if warning him not to enter.
"Hmph!" The Great Emperor snorted coldly, disdainfully saying, "I, the Great Emperor, have never heeded warnings."
He directly stepped in, and the sky above the Ten Thousand Mountains suddenly darkened.
In the Great Death Realm.
The Inner demon sat cross-legged, propping his head with one hand, frowning.
"Won't listen to warnings?"
With a flick of his finger.
The Ten Thousand Mountains trembled suddenly. The Great Emperor's expression faltered as if a gigantic finger had come from the sky, both illusory and incredibly real.
The Great Emperor immediately deployed his own Dao to resist this finger.
He did resist, but failed.
Thus, his body was sent flying like a thrown stone, crashing into the ground and creating a long gully that cut through the Huai River, forming a new river.
The mountain and river gods beside him were stunned, terrified as they looked into the Ten Thousand Mountains. They didn't dare stay and quickly retreated to the side of the fallen Great Emperor.
The Great Emperor rose from the river, his chest covered in blood, as if it had been blasted apart. His hair was disheveled, and he looked at the Ten Thousand Mountains with extreme caution. Without hesitation, he directly ordered the mountain and river gods, "Declare the Ten Thousand Mountains a forbidden zone, and seal off the surrounding three thousand miles!"
The mountain and river gods were first stunned, then quickly nodded in agreement.
The Great Emperor took some pills to stop the bleeding on his chest, his face dark.
The Immortal Realm is currently facing both internal and external troubles. Internally, there are thieves who steal the heavens, suspected of wanting to change the heavens and earth, becoming the supreme ruler.
Externally, there is the crisis of interface wars. It's said that the Divine Realm has recently allied with the Supreme Realm, two major interfaces aiming to attack the Immortal Realm together. Judging from this situation, the Immortal Realm is indeed in great danger.
The Great Emperor has also heard about some matters of the Great Heaven, saying that the Way of Heaven is about to settle accounts with the entire Great Heaven, involving even more significant figures.
It is rumored that a supreme being is orchestrating all this.
The future is unpredictable, and they, ordinary Great Emperors, can only feel powerless under the schemes of the supreme beings.
The Great Emperor shook his head, took a deep breath to steady his breath, and then looked at the dark sky above the Ten Thousand Mountains, shaking his head slightly. He only hoped that this matter would not develop too quickly, causing the Immortal Realm to face internal strife.
In the Great Death Realm.
The Inner demon grinned lightly. His plan was already complete, waiting for the next opportunity to re-enter the Immortal Realm. By then, he could take the entire Eighth Mountain into his possession, or even ignore the will of the Immortal Realm and forcibly take over.
He stretched, his expression suddenly stiffening, then he lowered his head, his eyes showing a hint of helplessness.
He felt his temperament was becoming more and more like the main body, not as domineering and bloodthirsty as before. This might be the influence of the Dao seed.
When his temperament completely aligns with the main body, it will be the time for the Dao seed to merge with the main body, becoming one again.
This would certainly be a good thing for the main body, but for him...
Well, no need to think too much. As long as it benefits the main body, it's fine. He is, after all, just a part of the main body, and it doesn't matter.
By then, how powerful would he be?
He wanted to see, but probably wouldn't get the chance.
What a pity.
Today, Chen Xia once again started a fire to refine medicine, using his palm as the sky, controlling the entire furnace. Thunderclouds circled in his palm, and with a press downward, his divine consciousness merged, connecting the Great Death Realm and the interface. Using the power of two realms and his own luck to refine medicine.
Hundreds of pills appeared densely in the sky, and Chen Xia waved his hand, sending all the pills to the logistics department. He then waved again and said, "Take them all, use them as you see fit. Also, add more materials to the furnace. Based on the current fire, I'll come back when it's almost time to finish the pills."
Chen Xia spoke as if giving instructions, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He was genuinely tired. This time, he connected the power of two realms to refine medicine, so the quality of the pills was exceptionally high.
The lowest grade was a lower-grade great medicine, and the highest even approached the threshold of an imperial medicine.
The alchemists carefully collected the pills, following Chen Xia's instructions to start the furnace again.
After so long on the front lines, Chen Xia's pills have saved countless saints' lives, earning him more and more respect from the saints.
However, Chen Xia's physical condition seemed to be deteriorating. He was too tired, alternating between fighting and refining medicine. The use of the power of two realms in refining medicine made his already exhausted body even worse.
His face was pale, and to be blunt, he looked a bit like he was suffering from kidney deficiency.
So much so that the saints couldn't help but tell him, "Saint Chen, you've refined so many pills, why not take a few yourself to replenish your body?"
Chen Xia waved his hand and calmly replied, "It's fine, my vitality is strong, I can handle it. You all eat more, just try to die slower."
This was the truth. He could indeed handle it, and the long-term refining of medicine and fighting had its benefits.
His Thunder Dao had now entered a new stage. The thunder in his palm was all a single color, a light blue, restoring the original color of thunder.
This didn't mean the thunder had faded; instead, it had become true heavenly thunder, the color of the heavens, supreme and unparalleled.
This was the thunder created by refining countless pills, more profound than the brightest thunder, but still a bit short of the level of a quasi-emperor, lacking the final insight.
Chen Xia wasn't a specialist in the Thunder Dao, so he wasn't clear about this. He could only take it step by step.
Besides the Thunder Dao, the Dragon Dao had also shown some signs of change recently. The cocoon in the heart lake had some golden light flickering, indicating that the Heavenly Dragon might be about to ascend again.
The Universe Heavenly Dragon could already become a Great Emperor. If it ascends again, it will reach the level of those creation dragon species, truly not resembling a human.
Chen Xia sighed, not knowing when he would break through. The frontline battles were quite urgent now, and he wanted to quickly break through to become a four-path quasi-emperor.
This way, even if he didn't call for help, he should be able to compete with a three-path Great Emperor. If he called for help, even a five-path Great Emperor would have to take two big slaps from him to settle the matter.
Besides the Inner demon, Chen Xia had one last trump card.
The last use of the Past and Future Technique!
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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!
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.
