There was no guiding immortal light, no response from the upper realm, and he could not even sense the slightest trace of immortal laws beyond the realm barrier. There was only a boundless, cold, and deathly silent nothingness.
It was as if the so-called upper realm simply did not exist.
Weird. Ye Chuan retracted his hand, his brows furrowing slightly. That old geezer Xuan Qiong clearly triggered the passage to the upper realm back then. Why is it that when it comes to me, there is not even a single sound?
But right in the moment of his confusion, the entire Tianxuan Continent suddenly trembled violently!
The mountain ranges across the Four Great Divine Continents collapsed one after another, and the endless demonic sea churned with ten-thousand-foot-tall monstrous waves. The originally docile spiritual veins suddenly ran wild, and countless low-level cultivators were struck by the rampaging spiritual energy, their meridians snapping inch by inch as they let out agonizing wails.
Even the mountain-protecting grand array of the Yuxu Holy Land was flashing frantically, emitting a buzzing sound under the overwhelming burden.
Ye Chuan's divine sense captured this scene, and he froze for a moment before quickly realizing what was happening.
His realm was simply too high. The Tianxuan Continent could no longer contain the massive flow of his spiritual energy.
Right now, Ye Chuan's very existence was like a storm sweeping across the entire continent. Even without actively releasing his power, his every movement would stir up a torrential tempest in the Tianxuan Continent.
Fine, I have truly lived long enough to see everything. This is the first time I have seen a cultivation base so high that the world itself cannot accommodate it. Ye Chuan sighed helplessly. The majestic immortal aura surrounding him instantly retracted, temporarily suppressing his cultivation to the peak of the Ascension Realm.
As he suppressed his cultivation, the rampaging spiritual energy of heaven and earth instantly calmed down. The collapsing mountain ranges stopped trembling, and the entire Tianxuan Continent returned to its previous tranquility.
The cultivators at the foot of the mountain still thought this was the aftermath of the immortal tribulation. One by one, they knelt on the ground with lingering fear, bowing in worship toward the mountain peak. They had absolutely no idea that the entire world had nearly been shattered into cosmic dust just now because of their newly ascended immortal.
Ji Lingxuan, Master Taichu, and the others hurriedly rushed up to the mountain peak. Looking at Ye Chuan's helpless expression, they asked anxiously, Brother Ye, what exactly happened with the heaven and earth anomaly just now?
Nothing much, my cultivation was just too high. Ye Chuan shrugged and explained casually. I have already suppressed my cultivation back to the peak of the Ascension Realm. It is fine now.
Everyone was speechless.
These words sounded absurd, yet when applied to Ye Chuan, they somehow found it incredibly reasonable.
Reasonable?
Terrifyingly reasonable.
In any case, Ji Lingxuan and the others were already numb to it.
As for Bai Qianshuang, she was even more accustomed to it.
If Bai Qianshuang told them that just a year ago Ye Chuan was still an ordinary mortal, those people would probably be even more shocked.
However, Ye Chuan still did not understand why he could not ascend to the upper realm.
Hmm...
How about taking a look at the forbidden zone?
Ye Chuan's attention fell on the forbidden zone in the central region of the Tianxuan Continent.
As the most mysterious place on the Tianxuan Continent, going there to take a look might yield some clues. After all, Lilith was brought back from there.
A playful smile curled at the corner of Ye Chuan's mouth. With a sway of his body, he turned into a streak of light, speeding toward the very center of the Tianxuan Continent.
Brother Ye! Where are you going?! Ji Lingxuan hurriedly shouted.
The forbidden zone. Ye Chuan's voice echoed from afar.
The forbidden zone?!
...
In just a fraction of a moment, Ye Chuan had crossed a million miles of territory and landed at the periphery of the forbidden zone.
Unlike the Four Great Divine Continents that he could clearly perceive, the forbidden zone before him was completely shrouded in a boundless grayish-white mist.
Within the surging mist, not a single sound could be heard, and not a single trace of light or shadow could be seen. Even the dao laws of heaven and earth seemed to have been swallowed by an invisible mouth the moment they reached here, vanishing completely without a trace.
Ye Chuan spread out his divine sense. Even though he had now become an immortal, the moment his divine sense touched the mist, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, instantly dissolved into nothingness without being able to penetrate even slightly.
Even his Chaos Power experienced a faint sluggishness when approaching the mist, as if it was continuously being dissolved by an invisible force.
Even my Chaos Power is being affected? Are you kidding me? Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow. Instead of feeling fear, his interest was piqued.
Having lived for so long, this was the first time he had encountered something capable of dissolving even Chaos Power.
Ye Chuan lifted his foot and took a step into the mist.
The moment he entered, the surrounding scenery instantly spun around him.
Beneath his feet was no longer the soil of the forbidden zone, but a boundless chaotic void, and countless fragmented whispers echoed in his ears.
An illusion? Ye Chuan muttered. His Chaos Power instantly spread out, and a crushing pressure capable of suppressing myriad dao erupted outward.
The illusion before his eyes shattered instantly, but when he focused his gaze, he found that he was still standing at the entrance of the forbidden zone, not having taken a single step forward.
Oh? A ghost wall? Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow and, refusing to believe it, stepped into the mist once again.
This time, he directly channeled his Source Magic, speaking words that became law: Ignore spatial barriers, proceed directly to the deepest part of the forbidden zone.
A faint white halo lit up around him, and his figure instantly transformed into a streak of light, speeding into the depths of the mist.
He could clearly sense himself continuously moving forward as the surrounding mist rapidly retreated. He flew for the duration of an incense stick burning; at his speed, he should have crossed the entire forbidden zone long ago.
Yet, the moment he stopped in his tracks and dispersed the Source Magic, the scene before his eyes changed once again. He was still standing at the entrance of the forbidden zone, and even the pebble beneath his foot was exactly the same one he had stepped on at the very beginning.
Spatial folding?
Huh?
Wait, what exactly is going on with this forbidden zone? Is it impossible to enter?
Ye Chuan's expression finally turned somewhat serious.
With a wave of his hand, dozens of Chaos avatars instantly stepped out from the black mist. Every single one of them possessed the strength of a peak Ascension Realm expert. They scattered in all directions, simultaneously venturing deep into the mist.
He himself activated his Chaos Domain, enveloping the mist within a radius of ten thousand miles. At his fingertips, the magic sword Bayana was unsheathed, and a chaotic sword light slashed out fiercely, forcefully cleaving the mist before him into two halves!
As the sword light fell, a massive rift was torn open in the mist, revealing a pitch-black passage inside.
With a flicker of his body, Ye Chuan immediately rushed in.
But the moment he charged into the passage, an irresistible, freezing, and invisible force suddenly surged from the deepest part of the forbidden zone.
That force felt feather-light, yet it carried the terrifying might of subverting space and reversing time. He did not even have the chance to resist before the scenery before his eyes spun wildly once again.
When he opened his eyes again, he was once more standing at the entrance of the forbidden zone.
Behind him, the dozens of Chaos avatars also retreated from the mist one after another. Without exception, all of them had returned to the starting point, not a single one managing to advance even half a step into the forbidden zone.
Ye Chuan stood in place, his brows furrowed tightly.
He could clearly sense that there was a force within the mist that completely did not belong to the Tianxuan Continent. This force distorted space, reversed time, and even tampered with logic, directly nullifying even his Source Magic.
What made his heart palpitate even more was that the force transmitted from the depths of the forbidden zone just now carried an indescribable sense of danger.
He could even feel that the force had been staring at him the entire time, as if looking at a prey that had intruded into its territory.
"Fine, you win." Ye Chuan finally stayed his hand. He curled his lip as he stared at the churning mist before him.
He knew very well that forcing his way in right now would be completely pointless.
No matter how he tried to enter, he would just be teleported right back out.
Even his Chaos Power had been rendered useless.
If there really was something unspeakable hidden inside, he wouldn't necessarily stand to gain anything even if he did manage to break in.
"Forget it. I'll head back first and figure out a plan." Having made up his mind, Ye Chuan's figure blurred. He tore through the fabric of space and headed back toward the Jade Void Sacred Land.
He failed to notice that the moment he turned to leave, deep within the mist of the forbidden zone, a pair of blood-red eyes slowly opened, staring intently in the direction of his departure.

'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.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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.”