As everyone knows, Chen Yi isn’t particularly skilled at manipulating mechanisms, but he excels at observing them and hunting for potential loopholes to exploit!
And this purple Dharma manifestation is the product of his keen observation!
After all, both Wuji and Ling Xiao have their own Dharma manifestations—if he didn’t, wouldn’t that be a huge blow to his pride?
But setting pride aside, this purple Dharma manifestation is genuinely useful!
Although its condensation principle differs from the Dharma manifestations of masters like Ling Xiao and Wuji, and many of its supposed functions feel more like imitations than the real deal, Chen Yi still managed to develop some abilities that ordinary Dharma manifestations don’t possess!
Abilities like will deterrence, powerful control and knockback, positional suppression, dominance control, absolute purification, invincible golden body...
These are the most basic and practical mechanisms. As for anything more advanced, Chen Yi simply doesn’t know how.
But that’s enough. In his first battle, he crushed Wuji’s Dharma body outright and achieved such a stunning victory—what more could he ask for?
“Wuji, is that all you’ve got? Come on, fight me again!”
Chen Yi’s six-star clone’s pupils flared with purple light as he slowly raised his palm. Above him, the Dharma manifestation mirrored the motion, then slammed a palm down onto Wuji’s Dharma body!
Such a perfect sparring partner shouldn’t be wasted.
This is exactly what I need to perfect my Dharma manifestation!
“Arrogant brat!!!”
A furious roar!
Already annoyed from being ambushed, and then Ling Xiao had handed Chen Yi a freebie behind his back, only to be mocked by Chen Yi afterward?
Does he really think an Immortal Emperor can be toyed with at will?!
An Emperor must never be humiliated!
“Vrrr!!!”
The void trembled!
The true Immortal Emperor Dharma manifestation slowly emerged—a towering golden figure radiating dazzling light, its vast aura sweeping outward, instantly pushing back Chen Yi’s purple Dharma manifestation!
“Oh? Not bad. The old geezer really does have some tricks up his sleeve. Let’s see what you’ve got!”
Chen Yi felt no fear; instead, excitement surged through him.
He waved his massive hand, and the enormous purple Dharma manifestation behind him trembled violently, suddenly grabbing the golden Dharma manifestation and attempting to refine it!
Unfortunately, it wasn’t instantaneous—and it didn’t succeed—because Wuji resisted.
The golden Dharma manifestation twisted and squirmed like a slippery eel, then suddenly bristled like a spiked hedgehog. While struggling to break free from the purple hand, it precisely elbowed a vital spot on the purple Dharma manifestation, nearly shattering the form Chen Yi had summoned!
“Heh, a clumsy imitator, truly feeble!”
Wuji sneered coldly, immediately putting distance between them. Then, with a swift hand sign, he condensed a massive golden cauldron’s phantom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The golden cauldron emitted a deep hum as the void warped, spewing out a torrent of chaotic primordial energy like an inverted Milky Way. The overwhelming flood of chaos surged toward Chen Yi’s purple Dharma manifestation, which had yet to fully stabilize!
“Beautiful. I knew you could do it!”
Chen Yi remained perfectly calm. After all, he was well aware that his Dharma manifestation had many flaws. Without the test of real combat, how could he not prepare thoroughly for every contingency?
His eyes were calm as he gazed at the surging, overwhelming torrent of chaos around him. Slowly, he raised his right palm.
“Ultimate Path · Golden Body Activate!”
With a low, commanding shout,
the purple dharma image along with the six-star clone simultaneously blurred and entered an absolute evasion state!
It was well known that Chen Yi was an evil cultivator. Although he existed within the radiation of the orthodox Great Dao, in reality, he was completely out of place—like a fierce tiger lazily basking in the sun within a forest. On the surface, both the tiger and the trees enjoyed the sunlight, but the tiger never truly absorbed the sunlight through photosynthesis!
To put it plainly, the sunlight would only shine on Chen Yi when he wanted it to. If he didn’t want to bask, he could simply dive into a cave or plunge underwater, and the sunlight wouldn’t reach him at all.
To put it more simply, the orthodox forces of the myriad worlds could repel Chen Yi, the evil cultivator, but Chen Yi could just as well isolate himself from the so-called orthodox powers of the myriad worlds!
Chen Yi’s so-called invincible Golden Body was actually a kind of trait akin to being impervious to all methods. By isolating the orthodox powers of the myriad worlds, he achieved an absolute evasion effect!
Traits were not the same as mechanisms. Mechanisms referred to the extremely clever use of the orthodox powers of the myriad worlds, while traits were the ultimate development of one’s own power, unrestricted by orthodox forces!
Therefore, advanced mechanisms could suppress lower-level mechanisms, but they could not effectively counter traits!
Of course, Chen Yi’s traits only applied to his true self. His clones, having followed the orthodox Great Dao, had the most basic one-star clone possessing the cultivation level of an early True Immortal and were deeply connected to the orthodox forces of the myriad worlds, so they couldn’t isolate everything!
But now, because he had concocted a will dharma image capable of manifesting the true self’s traits, the days when his once weak clones were crushed by Wuji’s advanced mechanisms were gone forever!
“Buzzing!!!”
The roaring torrent of chaos surged down!
If he didn’t have the will dharma image supporting him as before, this six-star clone of Chen Yi would be in serious trouble!
After all, this was an emperor-level divine move, enhanced by the power of the chaotic supreme treasure. If an ordinary Dao Ancestor took this blow, they wouldn’t survive without burning one or two origin Dao traces. So how could a six-star clone without any origin Dao traces endure it? Trying to tank it with just the body would be downright painful!
But the past was the past, and now was now.
The six-star clone stood with both hands behind his back, utterly calm under the will dharma image, letting the terrifying torrent of chaos wash over him without flinching!
“What kind of freakish ability is this?!”
Great shock!
He was truly more and more baffled by this freak Chen Yi.
He had thought Chen Yi was just a non-orthodox evil cultivator, insignificant under the orthodox trend.
Now he realized the key wasn’t about orthodox or unorthodox—it was about ‘evil’!
This guy was getting more and more sinister!
This was bad, very bad!
There was something filthy here. He couldn’t keep playing around!
This origin Dao trace-formed dharma body absolutely could not be wasted here, not to mention become nourishment for this freak Chen Yi!
He had to retreat into the shadows, observe Chen Yi anew, analyze him again, and absolutely could not let the situation spiral out of control!
Of course, the main reason was that he truly didn’t want to waste any more of his Origin Dao Traces in the mortal realm!
“You want to leave?!”
Chen Yi sharply sensed Wuji’s intention and immediately abandoned the act of rehearsing the Will Manifestation. Treating the surging chaotic flood as nothing, he swiftly charged toward Wuji’s Dharma Body!
The Ziwei Immortal Realm was about to enter a rapid development phase. The myriad heavens and worlds needed a stable environment—there was absolutely no room to leave behind such a huge hidden danger!
“Heh, so what if you’ve discovered it?”
“As long as I want to leave, the path lies beneath my feet!”
Wuji’s Dharma Body burst into a loud, hearty laugh. As his voice fell, a magnificent grand road suddenly appeared beneath his feet!
“I never said you could leave!”
“Ultimate Dao · Deterrence!”
“Ultimate Dao · Absolute Control!”
“Ultimate Dao · Suppression!”
“Ultimate Dao—”
“Wuji, you ****** shameless ****** Immortal Emperor, fleeing without a fight? Have you no pride?!”
“Wait, wait, don’t go!!!”
Chen Yi pulled out all the stops, even resorting to the lowest form of provocation, yet still couldn’t stop Wuji, who was determined to leave.
Though advanced mechanisms couldn’t effectively counteract the defiance of divine traits, those very divine traits were equally powerless against advanced mechanisms.
Just like Chen Yi wanted to leave but couldn’t hold onto Wuji, and Wuji wanted to leave but Chen Yi couldn’t stop him either...
“Sigh, still impossible, huh?”
Chen Yi sighed deeply, disappointment etched across his face. He truly had no more tricks left.
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."
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
