Just as Chen Yi was preparing to go all out...
In an unknown dimension of space-time...
An ancient coffin suspended within a void rift suddenly trembled!
The billions of profound runes carved into its bronze surface faintly glowed as the mottled rust on the coffin flaked away in an instant. Thick wisps of primordial chaos seeped out, each carrying the weight of epochs long past.
Pop~
A dull sound shattered the deathly silence as the coffin lid cracked open slightly, unleashing an overwhelming aura. A tall, slender figure slowly sat up, silver hair cascading like a river of time, while the abyssal patterns of the Great Dao swirled like dragons across his dark imperial robes.
When his eyes opened, it was as though they contained endless universes—a power transcending time and space itself. His left eye reflected the rise and fall of countless past eras, with shattered heavens and fallen immortals flickering deep within his pupils.
His right eye mirrored the myriad realms, peering into infinite future possibilities, where countless prodigies and heroes flashed by like scenes from a revolving lantern.
To put it simply... this man who crawled out of the bronze coffin was ridiculously overpowered.
"Something’s wrong!"
"What kind of variable could unsettle me like this?"
"Is it you, Wuji?!"
"Have you uncovered my schemes?!"
"No... it’s not him!"
"He’s still busy cleaning up his mess—no time to interfere!"
"Then who?!"
"This unease won’t fade... I must investigate thoroughly!"
"..."
...
"Damn it, why’d this guy wake up so suddenly? Couldn’t he at least give a heads-up?"
Chen Yi felt a twinge of panic, but it wasn’t a major issue.
The immortal who created the chat group had merely awakened abruptly. Instead of immediately reclaiming control of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk to audit the accounts, he seemed to be... throwing a tantrum, his emotions unusually volatile!
This gave Chen Yi the perfect chance to slip away unscathed.
He swiftly cleaned up the disarrayed Illusory Dream Secret Realm, erasing all traces of his meddling.
At the same time, he used Han Qianxue’s account to send a final message in the "Loving Family Group Chat."
[Han Family’s Young Miss (Peak Rank 11): Lingxi, I might not make it after all. The damage to my family’s domain is severe, so I’ll need to go into seclusion for a while to help the Heavenly Dao recover. If you’re still fighting when I’m done, I’ll definitely come assist!]
[The Ever-Hungry Brat (Esteemed Peak Rank 2): Ugh, fine! Get some rest!]
Rescheduling for another time, Chen Yi immediately set Han Qianxue’s account to "Busy" status.
"Eh? Why’s this bastard suddenly backing off? Unless..."
A realization struck Han Qianxue, and she shuddered before diving into actual work without hesitation.
After all, she was already tied to this pirate ship—like mud stuck in her pants, even if she denied it, no one would believe her.
She had no choice but to play along with the big boss now...
Meanwhile, Chen Yi logged off and ordered his monitoring systems and back-end data processors to go dormant, ceasing all unauthorized operations.
There was no other option—technically, the chat group still belonged to that immortal powerhouse. If the top brass got serious, even a second or third-in-command like him couldn’t resist.
He’d only infiltrated the Dreamweaving and Retrospection secret realms so far—too little to justify a righteous split from the chat group.
For now... he’d lay low and bide his time.
...
"A thorn in my back—a thorn in my back!!!"
"Who dares plot against me?!"
In another unknown dimension, the towering figure clad in Great Dao-patterned imperial robes raged within the floating bronze coffin.
"Variables! Damned variables!!!"
"It was because of these unpredictable, causality-defying disruptions that Wuji managed to scheme for eons and overthrow me in one strike!"
"And now it’s happening again?! Fine—bring it on!"
"Even if I no longer rule the heavens, even if I must guard against Wuji’s treachery with one hand... I remain invincible in this world!"
"I won’t let history repeat itself!"
"Primordial Chaos Creation Array—activate!"
He stepped fully out of the coffin, his gaze splitting the void like the dawn of creation, as though all realms were but fleeting illusions in his eyes.
At the same time...
The Immortal Realm.
Above the heavens, thirty-three layers of clouds stacked upon one another, dimensions intertwining—space, time, the strings of cosmic law, fundamental parameters, primordial states, consciousness, observation... all exuding profound Dao resonance.
Gold, silver, indigo, violet... radiant hues fused into flowing mists, sometimes surging like celestial rivers, sometimes crystallizing into immortal runes, dazzling beyond compare.
At the center stood the Wuji Divine Palace, a majestic structure forged from supreme immortal crystals and engraved with arcane Dao patterns, shimmering under the light of the sun and moon.
Inside, the palace stretched endlessly, its vaulted ceiling resembling an inverted galaxy, with islands of condensed immortal energy floating above a sea of liquid starlight, connected by glowing rainbow bridges.
Jade towers and gem-studded pavilions adorned these islands, veiled in eternal mist.
At the heart of the central island rested a colossal golden throne, upon which sat a man clad in golden imperial robes, his oppressive majesty compelling involuntary submission.
Surrounding the throne were hovering nine-colored lotus platforms, their roots anchored in the void, each hosting an immortal elder governing their own dominion.
"Teacher Wuji, the Abyssal Calamities of the Netherworld have erased three more universes—two of which had developed life. Should we not intervene?"
A benevolent-looking immortal maiden on a nearby lotus platform spoke with regret.
Wuji Immortal Emperor glanced at her. "Those lifeforms were nurtured under Ling Xiao’s reign, bearing his imprint. Sympathizing with them is aiding him."
"Tell me, dear disciple... are you betraying me?"
The maiden shook her head hurriedly. "I merely thought it wasteful—many promising talents could’ve been recruited..."
"Enough!" Wuji Immortal Emperor thundered. "So long as Ling Xiao exists, no outsider is to be admitted!"
"...As you command." She bowed reluctantly.
Wuji Immortal Emperor nodded, then swept his gaze across the assembly. "Why is my court silent? Speak!"
"Your Majesty, this general is a warrior, not a wordsmith. But the Treasury must replenish our wages—the Immortal Army hasn’t received full pay in a millennium! Soldiers are deserting to plunder the wild realms. I can’t control them anymore!"
"Money again?!" The Treasury Overseer, previously meditating, ripped open his jade-stitched robe, revealing bulging muscles.
The court stirred, with Treasury officials whispering encouragement:
"Boss, we fought our way up from the trenches—don’t back down now!"
"Yeah, show ‘em your spine!"
The Chief Celestial Treasurer twisted his mouth and growled in a low voice:
"Damn it!"
"Marshal of the Central Altar, you "
"Not a single coin to spare, just this one life to take! You're nothing but a rebel turncoat—what gives you the right to strut around here throwing your weight about?!"
"You want to collect debts? Let me make this clear: no money here. As for my life... well, I’ve already died for the Celestial Emperor more times than I can count!"
"Every nation has its laws, and the heavens have their rules. I formally request His Majesty the Celestial Emperor’s permission to settle this with him in single combat!"
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