The first quasi-sage to fall into the Great Death Realm came from the Yin-Yang Realm.
This is the most low-key great interface in the Great Death Realm. The arrogant ones who came are not too terrible, but the Yin-Yang Realm is the closest to the Great Death Realm.
As soon as the Yin-Yang Realm quasi-sage landed, he instantly killed the surrounding arrogant ones. This was to eliminate all kinds of possibilities for him in the future. For the Yin-Yang Realm, this was even better.
Being able to eradicate the seedlings in advance, who would want to go and cut down the big trees?
If you can take this opportunity to kill several arrogant ones from the major interfaces, that would be even better.
It's just that the time left for him was very short. There were only two reasons why he was able to enter the Great Death Realm first. One was that his own interface was close to the Great Death Realm, and the second was that he only had the quasi-sage cultivation base.
Quasi-sages are more likely to break through the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao between interfaces, and their actions will be faster. The sages above will be slower.
The Yin-Yang Realm quasi-sage did not hesitate. In an instant, he grabbed an arrogant one and searched his soul, pouring all his memories into his own heart lake and sea of consciousness.
In just one breath, he understood the situation in the Great Death Realm. At the moment, he frowned slightly and murmured.
"One person has taken five great sage blessings, and there are signs of transcending tribulation to become a sage. Ranked first on the Heaven Ranking?"
The Yin-Yang Realm quasi-sage used his own divine sense to repeatedly observe this memory. He was really puzzled. He felt that this Chen Xia was not an arrogant one from any major interface, and he couldn't explain clearly where he came from. Why was he so powerful that even now when he looked at it, he had to sigh with admiration.
He was pressed down by a god son two thousand years ago, and two thousand years later he kills arrogant ones at the level of top gods as easily as killing dogs.
There must be no lack of great blessings to support this, but cultivation depends on the joint efforts of talent and luck.
Encountering blessings and being able to grasp the blessings is also one's own ability.
This Chen Xia was able to peek into the door of transcending the tribulation to become a sage by relying on blessings. Moreover, he was almost invincible in the Great Death Realm. His future achievements would definitely not be low.
At the very least, he would start off as a Great Sage, and an extremely terrifying one at that. It's hard to say whether he might be a Five Dao Great Sage who could fight against a Great Emperor for a few rounds.
It was really hard to say. Just looking at the fighting scenes in his memories, Chen Xia seemed to have comprehended the extremely profound Heavenly Dao of Time, which was once known as the number one Law of the Myriad Worlds. Although it has been pulled down now, it is still a top-notch Great Dao.
In addition, he should also have the Extreme Yang Thunder Dao. Looking at his dark purple Great Sage Tribulation Thunder, he should have obtained the blessing of a Great Sage. The power was considerable.
It was unknown whether he also comprehended the Sword Dao. If so, Chen Xia would have comprehended Three Daos already. Having just entered the state of Transcending Tribulation to become a Sage, yet already comprehending Three Daos, his future achievements as a Great Sage would most likely make him a Five Dao Great Sage!
Just thinking of this possibility made the Yin-Yang Realm quasi-sage frown. He could not allow such a terrifying arrogant one to emerge in other interfaces. Looking at the scenes in the memory, Chen Xia was also on good terms with Xu Zhen from the Immortal Realm.
This made him even more unbearable. Condensing these memories, with a single handed incantation gesture, he began to deduce Chen Xia’s location.
In the distant end.
Xu Zhen suddenly opened his eyes. With a flick of his hand, the white and green bangle spun out and became a dome covering the sky, suspended above his head. In a deep voice, he said,
"Brother Xia, someone is deducing our location. It should be a quasi-sage!"
Chen Xia nodded. He had already packed up his luggage and looked at the dim starry sky, muttering, "Wang Yangzi, come and take me home quickly."
At the other end of the starry sky, the Yin-Yang Realm quasi-sage who was deducing with an incantation gesture frowned and said in astonishment, "It was actually blocked. Could it be that the Immortal Realm also has a quasi-sage?"
In his puzzlement, he decided not to look for Chen Xia first, but to meet up with the Yin-Yang Realm’s arrogant ones, while killing any arrogant ones he met along the way.
As for Chen Xia, there would naturally be a way to purge him later. I'm afraid the other interfaces would not be willing to see such an arrogant one escape safely either. A Five Dao Great Sage would be enough for an interface to rise, let alone a Five Dao Great Emperor!
An existence that proves five Great Daos to become an Emperor, in terms of combat power, can even steadily suppress a Sword Dao Great Emperor. As for other mystical powers and Dao arts, they were the top notch at that time.
The Five Dao Great Emperor almost has no shortcomings and can be called the pinnacle of Great Emperors. Like the previous Dusk Realm Celestial Venerable who died, he was only a Two Dao Great Emperor, still very far from the Five Dao.
The peak combat power of Great Emperors was also about Five Daos. If an interface could produce a Five Dao Great Emperor in this age, they could book an early spot as a great Interface.
As for further up...
The Yin-Yang Realm’s Celestial Venerable had only heard of one rumor before.
Six Daos to reach the Supreme!
In the Realm.
An ancient portal opened, glowing with a deep and profound radiance within.
Wang Yangzi was already prepared. Taking the pills, he was ready to go pick up the cultivators from the Realm.
The rest of the elders, big and small, stood to one side to see him off, smiling,
"Brother Wang, if you meet my unicorn Zuo Ri, please take good care of him and bring him back. We will definitely express our gratitude."
"My family’s boy is the same. Please take care of him, Brother Wang."
"......"
Requests kept coming, some even asking Wang Yangzi to take care of the big elders of the Realm. No one mentioned Chen Xia and Ma Xiaohong though.
The two of them were really unpleasant people, one didn't talk at all while the other talked too much nonsense.
The difference was that Chen Xia talked too much offensive crap while Ma Xiaohong was simply an asocial loner.
"By the way, Brother Wang, if my little unicorn is injured, please heal him with the ‘Healing Medicine’ to restore his lifespan. I heard that the healing effect of that ‘Healing Medicine’ is excellent and doesn’t leave any sequelae."
"Mine too. Please trouble you, Brother Wang. Anyway, after the cultivators of the Realm come back, that little Healing Medicine won’t be much use anymore, might as well use it for final treatment."
"......"
Wang Yangzi did not respond but glanced obliquely at them with some anger swirling around.
The few elders didn’t dare to continue and quickly changed the subject, laughing dryly,
"With such a lineup dispatched by our Realm this time, they should have achieved good results and dealt a hard blow to the Immortal Realm and Divine Realms. Maybe they have even obtained the blessing to become quasi-sages already."
"Haha, maybe the cultivators of our Realm are already number one in the Great Death Realm, trampling the arrogant ones of the other interfaces firmly beneath their feet. Such great glory for our Realm!"
"My little unicorn Zuo Ri must have made a great name for himself now, haha."
What they said was actually right, but only halfway.
Wang Yangzi laughed softly. He also had great confidence in the lineup sent by the Realm this time. His figure turned and he dove straight into the portal, descending into the Realm.
He had a subtle connection with the cultivators of the Realm, making it easy to locate them.
At this moment, he also sensed it. His figure shuttled extremely fast among the stars. As he felt he was getting closer and closer, a smile appeared on his face and his speed increased, traversing thousands of miles in an instant.
Chen Xia also felt a subtle sensation in his heart. His eyes stared straight ahead and suddenly condensed.
A tall figure was already standing before him, smiling gently,
"I've come to pick you up."
"Brother, you finally came," Chen Xia said hastily with a smile.
Wang Yangzi was delighted, but after glancing around, he was soon stunned and asked doubtfully,
"Where are the others?"
Ma Xiaohong's expression tightened.
Chen Xia's eyebrows furrowed slightly, with unspeakable loss written on his face. Tilting his head at a forty-five degree angle, he said in a low voice,
"It's a sad story."

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!

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.”

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