"Kekeke... The Chaos Physique is finally complete!"
Gu Qingfeng threw his head back and laughed wildly, his overwhelming aura erupting from his body, shaking the heavens and piercing the stars. His black-and-gold robes fluttered violently under the force of his power, his jet-black hair whipping wildly like ink in a storm. He stood proudly between heaven and earth, his gaze contemptuous of all, his demonic might unrivaled in the world!
Clenching his fist, he reveled in the immense strength coursing through him, his face alight with joy.
"This power born from Chaos... It’s enough to dominate all Supreme Beings!"
His excitement grew. This was merely the initial stage of the Chaos Physique, yet he was already invincible among Supreme Realm experts. What would happen when he reached the minor completion stage? Or the major completion stage?
Gu Qingfeng had a faint premonition—a fully realized Chaos Physique would rival even the Heavenly Emperor!
Such was the might of the strongest immortal physique in all of history!
Just as he was basking in his triumph—
BOOM!
Thunderclouds suddenly gathered in the sky above, countless lightning serpents flickering within the roiling darkness, converging into a vast pool of thunder.
Gu Qingfeng blinked in surprise. "Does the Chaos Physique trigger a heavenly tribulation? I’ve never heard of that."
Moreover... this tribulation felt pathetically weak.
A moment later, realization struck. "Ah, damn! This isn’t the Chaos Physique’s tribulation—it’s the Third Heavenly Tribulation, the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation!"
His cultivation had secretly surged alongside the forging of his Chaos Physique, directly triggering the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation.
Once he understood, Gu Qingfeng lost all interest. He couldn’t be bothered to deal with it and simply strode deeper into the Heavenly Court.
The birth of his Chaos Physique had unleashed such terrifying phenomena that his previous palace had been obliterated. Now, he needed a new residence.
Finding one wasn’t difficult—the Heavenly Court was vast and abundant, capable of fulfilling any need.
As Gu Qingfeng searched, the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation continued its relentless assault, bolts of lightning crashing down upon him, wreathed in apocalyptic radiance. He might as well have been the Thunder God descending to the mortal realm.
To him, it was nothing. But the watching cultivators of the Heavenly Court were terrified, scrambling back hundreds of miles at his approach, lest they be struck by stray lightning and reduced to ash.
Soon, Gu Qingfeng found a scenic palace and was about to enter when he noticed the tribulation still hadn’t stopped. If he walked in now, the palace would be destroyed in moments.
Annoyed, he simply threw a punch at the tribulation.
The Chaos Physique unleashed its power, turning the surrounding void into a sea of chaos. Boundless chaotic fist-light erupted from his strike.
BOOM!
A torrent of chaotic energy, like an inverted galaxy, soared into the heavens. The thunder pool in the sky was instantly obliterated.
With that settled, Gu Qingfeng leisurely entered the palace, shutting out the world’s prying eyes.
The onlookers stared blankly at his retreating figure, then at the now-clear sky. Their minds went blank, mouths opening and closing soundlessly, as if desperate to say something but utterly speechless.
This was when a good "Holy shit!" would’ve come in handy.
......
Despite successfully forging the Chaos Physique, Gu Qingfeng remained relentless. He knew diligence was the path to supremacy, so he summoned several Holy Maidens to cultivate with him.
Their "cultivation" lasted several days.
During this time, the Thirteenth Ancestor quietly left the Heavenly Court in search of the Elixir of Immortality.
Since emerging from seclusion, his vitality had been steadily draining. Without the Elixir, he wouldn’t survive until the Emperor’s Path opened.
For the sake of becoming an Emperor, he ventured to the territory of the Kirin Clan, one of the Ancient Royal Clans. The Kirin Clan had long been reclusive, only recently emerging due to the Great Contention of the Era.
The Thirteenth Ancestor’s goal? The Kirin Elixir of Immortality!
Elixirs of Immortality were beyond rare, and they concealed themselves so well that even the Heavenly Emperor struggled to find them.
With time running out, the Thirteenth Ancestor couldn’t afford to search the world blindly. Among the known Elixirs, the Kirin Clan possessed one—the Kirin Elixir of Immortality, their most treasured heirloom.
None could resist the allure of an Elixir, yet the Kirin Clan had safeguarded theirs for eons—proof of their terrifying strength. As an Ancient Royal Clan with millions of years of heritage, they were not to be trifled with.
The Thirteenth Ancestor knew this journey might be his last. But without the Elixir, death was certain either way.
......
"Honored Gu, this is the treasure vault of our Heavenly Dao Sect. We beg you to honor your promise and turn hostility into harmony."
Gu Qingfeng frowned, his tone icy. "What did you just call me? Address me as Heavenly Emperor Gu."
The Heavenly Dao Sect’s Supreme Being froze, then quickly corrected himself. "Heavenly Emperor Gu."
If it pleased Gu Qingfeng, he’d call him "Grandfather" without hesitation.
In this Great Contention of the Era, every Supreme Being dreamed of becoming a Quasi-Emperor. Even if they never reached the Heavenly Emperor’s level, attaining Quasi-Emperor status meant they could seal themselves away and await the next era.
But offending Gu Qingfeng? Forget cultivation—they’d be lucky to escape slavery.
When faced with someone you couldn’t kill but who could effortlessly kill you, submission was the only sane choice.
Satisfied, Gu Qingfeng inspected the vault. Comparing it to the Heavenly Court’s and the Underworld’s treasures, his frown deepened.
"Why is this so much poorer than the Heavenly Court’s vault? Do you take this Emperor for a fool?"
The Supreme Being broke into a cold sweat.
"Heavenly Emperor Gu, our sect is young—how could our reserves compare to the Heavenly Court, which has birthed two Emperors? This is truly everything."
"Then swear an oath."
At the mention of an oath, the Supreme Being nearly fainted. Trembling, he pulled out several more spatial rings and offered them.
"Heavenly Emperor Gu, this is truly all of it now."
"Swear."
Gritting his teeth, the Supreme Being began the oath.
Seeing him unharmed, Gu Qingfeng knew he spoke the truth and let him go.
The man fled as if pardoned from execution.
Witnessing this, the other Supreme Beings from various factions quietly produced their hidden treasures, presenting them to Gu Qingfeng one by one—along with oaths.
As Gu Qingfeng inspected the vaults, his expression darkened upon reaching the Jade Pool’s offerings.
"Why is your Jade Pool’s collection so meager? Your heritage rivals the Underworld’s."
The Jade Pool’s Supreme Being stiffened. "Heavenly Emperor Gu, I’ve sworn an oath. I’m not lying. And this isn’t little—it’s more than the Heavenly Dao Sect’s."
The Heavenly Dao Sect’s Supreme Being’s face turned green.
Without hesitation, he threw the Jade Pool under the chariot.
"Heavenly Emperor Gu, I’ve heard the Queen Mother of the West is currently in seclusion, breaking through to Quasi-Emperor. The missing treasures were likely consumed by her. Since they’ve been used, it doesn’t violate the oath."
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