The intermediate realm was in a mess.
Almost the entire intermediate realm was affected by the sword light, so much so that even passing dogs had to be flashed by the sword light twice.
The nearby cultivators were even more annoyed, with more or less some injuries on their bodies. Affected by the prestige, they now sat in the ruins, staring at each other wide-eyed, having really never seen such a scene before.
"Shall we continue fighting?" A cultivator suddenly asked, "After all, the Great Sects Conference is not over yet. The next link should be the contest of catching the opponent, haha."
The cultivators all turned their heads to stare at him, speechless for a long time, and then pointed at the ruins all over the ground and asked,
"Do you think there is any need to continue fighting?"
"But...but, the leader of the catching contest link hasn't come out yet. Weren't the leaders all supposed to get the appreciation of the Great Sects?" The cultivator asked again.
"No need to fight anymore, I agree to let you be the leader directly." A elder of a major sect waved his hand, looking exhausted.
"I second it."
"I also agree, whatever makes you happy."
"But...but, we still have to fight for the catching contest, right? I've prepared so many killer moves that I haven't used yet, haha." This cultivator was somewhat unconvinced.
"No need anymore, just fight against yourself. As long as your killer moves can kill yourself, then you are the well-deserved leader."
The other cultivators were mostly perfunctory, having no mood to care about the Great Sects Conference at the moment. They only hoped that the aftermath of this fight between the quasi-emperors could be properly handled.
After Big Yellow Dog left the realm, Old Dragon retracted his head from the firmament and returned to his own forbidden zone.
He had no intention of killing Chen Xia, one because Vast Boundless Quasi-Emperor had made a life oath, and two because killing Chen Xia was no big deal, and he disdained it.
Even if he killed him, he should have directly killed Vast Boundless Quasi-Emperor instead.
Chen Xia's green shirt was tattered, and he had some minor injuries on his body. He walked slowly among the ruins with the medicinal pills already put away in his storage magic treasure.
The lord of the fifth forbidden zone in the firmament turned around, seeming to be leaving, but turned into an illusory figure that only Chen Xia could see, walking alongside him.
"Hello, I am the lord of the fifth forbidden zone, also the inner demon of Vast Boundless Quasi-Emperor." He greeted very politely.
"Hello." Chen Xia stopped and asked, "Do you have something to say?"
"Regarding what happened to Vast Boundless Quasi-Emperor in the Blue Sky Sword Sea, can you tell me about it?" the lord of the fifth forbidden zone asked.
Chen Xia nodded, recalled it for a moment, and then chuckled,
"In fact, I haven't known Big Yellow... Vast Boundless Quasi-Emperor for long. At first he was guarding the gate in the Blue Sky Sword Sea, and we happened to meet by chance. Afterwards, generally speaking, there was nothing strange about it, until the destruction of Blue Sky Sword Sea, when we arrived in the realm, and the current events happened."
The forbidden zone lord replied, "The Blue Sky Sword Sea should also be part of the plots of that old daoist, although not in the same star realm, I have also heard of the reputation of the Blue Sky Sword Sea. In my time, the Blue Sky Sword Sea was still in its heyday with the two great emperors, I didn't expect it to be destroyed after just two great worlds."
"The world is impermanent." Chen Xia whispered in agreement, with no discernible change in his expression. Suddenly he asked, "Can you tell me about Vast Boundless Quasi-Emperor?"
"Well, it's probably the story of the first person under the great emperor, there's nothing much to say specifically, just fighting all the way, arrogantly overbearing, it's an exciting story that you probably don't want to hear too much."
Chen Xia nodded, it did sound very exciting, but it didn't seem to match Big Yellow Dog's temperament. He shook his head, and then asked again,
"What about that old daoist you mentioned?"
The air suddenly became silent.
The forbidden zone lord's voice sank slightly as he replied, "For now, this is not something you should be asking about. That old daoist has some ingenious methods of scheming, if you knew about it, that old daoist would also secretly know, and I'm afraid he would start plotting against you again."
"Then forget it." Chen Xia nodded, not wanting to cause Big Yellow Dog any trouble.
The lord of the fifth forbidden zone nodded, then added,
"Well, just focus on cultivating in the intermediate realm. When you are below the fifth heaven of the Heaven Mending Realm, I will protect you, but beyond the fifth heaven I won't be able to. At that time, other forbidden zone lords may want to kill you, it's hard to say."
"If you want to explore the great secrets afterwards, you have to further improve your cultivation realm, and head towards the upper realm, at least to the level of a quasi-saint."
Chen Xia understood. He nodded gently. With his current cultivation base at the sixth layer of the Sea Inversing Realm, it was indeed somewhat difficult to explore the secrets at the quasi-saint level.
The lord of the fifth forbidden zone smiled. As he left, pointing to Chen Xia's chest, he said,
"Be careful of yourself, keep your state of mind under control."
After saying this, the lord of the fifth forbidden zone disappeared from the intermediate realm, leaving Chen Xia alone walking slowly among the ruins.
It wasn't that he didn't want to go back, mainly because he was wondering how to explain it to Old Zhang.
Should he just say that Big Yellow Dog ascended?
It seemed it would work.
He sighed, took out the Great Dao Reincarnation Pill again to examine it, shook his head with a wry smile after looking at it, and put away the pill as he headed home towards the lower realm.
It was sunset at this time.
In the hut.
Zhang Daoming stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky worriedly.
Just a short while ago, he watched with his own eyes as Big Yellow Dog opened his eyes, then rushed up to the sky with great momentum.
Damn, he couldn't hold it back at all. In the blink of an eye it was gone.
At this moment he felt somewhat worried, thinking about how to explain it to Chen Xia, saying that it ascended?
He shook his head.
He was really anxious.
The setting sun cast its yellow light into the house, shining on the chair where Chen Xia often sat.
Slow footsteps sounded outside the door, then stopped at the door, seeming to hesitate.
After a long pause,
the door opened gently, and Chen Xia's tattered figure appeared at the door, looking very embarrassed. He waved at Zhang Daoming with a smile and said,
"Not asleep yet, Old Zhang?"
Zhang Daoming's pupils shrank. He didn't go to ridicule this sentence, but hurriedly asked,
"What's wrong with you, who did you fight with? Are your injuries serious?"
"It's okay, just an ordinary brawl, no problem at all, everything went very smoothly." Chen Xia chuckled.
"Have some medicinal pills to heal your injuries." Zhang Daoming was still very worried.
"Okay." Chen Xia nodded.
The two stared at each other again, and the scene was somewhat silent, with neither speaking first.
"Big Yellow Dog, it..." Zhang Daoming suddenly spoke, stroking his cheek. He paused, and embarrassedly continued,
"Big Yellow Dog suddenly opened its eyes and flew up to the sky, I don't know where it went, it probably ascended, I'm sorry I didn't look after it well."
Chen Xia was stunned for a moment, then nodded gently and said, "I met it, it can't be called ascension either. It said it was going back home to visit relatives, and it seemed it also wanted to get married. It should be back after some time."
"Oh." Zhang Daoming nodded without further comment, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the sunset slanting over from the horizon.
He could tell they were lies.
Chen Xia endured his injuries and tottered over to sit on the chair, right in the sunset.
The yellow light shone on his exhausted face.

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

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.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"