Xuanming slowly spoke.
“You’ve arrived at just the right time.”
“I was just wondering where I’d find enough immortal essence to replenish myself after entering the Nine Provinces.”
The Blood Luo Immortal Lord smiled.
But the skin at the corners of her mouth could not withstand it.
It split all the way to her ears.
“You want to eat us?”
“Be careful you don’t choke to death.”
Taiyi Ancient Immortal raised a hand.
The river of incense offerings transformed into a golden ancient bell.
The bell rang.
The laws of Heaven and Earth instantly froze.
A sea of blood rose behind the Blood Luo Immortal Lord.
The nine bronze coffins within the Corpse Liberation Immortal’s body opened at once.
The Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal pressed two fingers together.
Countless broken swords converged into a single decaying immortal sword that stretched across the Nine Provinces.
Four waves of immortal might locked onto Xuanming simultaneously.
In the distance.
A system notification suddenly rang out in Wang Hao’s mind.
【A special sign-in location has been refreshed!】
【Sign-in location: Center of the Immortal-Fall Battlefield!】
【Location description: Five immortal-level beings are about to clash. The Great Dao is shattered and immortal blood will flow like rivers. This place will briefly become one of the most dangerous regions in all the heavens!】
【Time limit: One hour!】
Wang Hao looked toward the center of the battlefield, surrounded by five terrifying existences.
He fell silent for three breaths.
The Dragon-Slayer asked:
“What’s wrong?”
Wang Hao slowly spoke.
“I suddenly feel…”
“Something as wonderful as fortune…”
“Sometimes really does require risking one’s life to pick it up.”
Taiyi Ancient Immortal struck first.
The river of incense offerings surged backward into the heavens.
The golden ancient bell came crashing down.
This bell bore some resemblance to the Bell Ringer’s Sacred Dao Heavenly Bell.
Yet it was more ancient.
And far more terrifying.
There were no phantoms of the seventy-two sacred lands upon its surface.
Only countless kneeling beings.
Those beings had long since vanished into the river of history.
But their faith had been imprisoned within the bell by Taiyi Ancient Immortal.
It had been transformed into fuel for the immortal Dao.
Boom!
The bell rang.
The mountains and rivers spanning a million li of the Dark Ancestral Court sank all at once.
Countless spatial rifts spread like a spiderweb.
The black flesh surrounding Xuanming hardened inch by inch.
Even the silver-immortal left half of his body developed fine cracks.
The Blood Luo Immortal Lord followed close behind.
The sea of blood beneath her feet condensed into a crooked spear.
A woman’s face grew from its tip.
That face let out a constant wail.
With every cry,
the bloodlust emanating from the spear grew stronger.
“The Blood-Sea Devouring Immortal Spear!”
The spear thrust forward.
It pierced through countless immortal Dao runes,
heading straight for the broken starry sky within Xuanming’s chest.
The Corpse Liberation Immortal let out a strange, mocking laugh.
Nine ancient immortal bronze coffins flew out from within his body.
Their lids opened.
Hundreds of corpse hands reached out from each coffin.
Those corpse hands joined together,
transforming into nine chains that pierced through Heaven and Earth.
They wrapped around Xuanming’s limbs, neck, wings, and abdomen.
“Xuanming.”
“Stop struggling.”
“I’ll make good use of your corpse.”
The Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal said nothing.
He raised a hand and pointed.
The decaying immortal sword that stretched across the Nine Provinces came crashing down.
Before the sword even arrived,
the rifts in the immortal radiance behind Xuanming had already been split in two.
Within the shattered immortal domain,
dozens of ruined stars silently parted.
This sword
was faster than the Sword-Burier’s final strike.
Stronger.
And even colder.
Within the Sword-Burier’s sword
lay the unyielding will left behind by nine hundred and seventy thousand sword masters.
But within the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal’s sword
there was only absolute destruction.
Four decayed immortals attacked at once.
Any one of their strikes, if it landed in the Nine Provinces,
would be enough to erase hundreds of millions of living beings.
Xuanming stood before the rift in the immortal radiance.
Immortal light flowed through his left eye.
Sharp teeth revolved within his right.
Facing the four immortal arts,
he did not retreat.
Twelve pairs of pitch-black wings unfurled from behind him.
Every feather—
was a closed eye.
At this moment,
all the eyes opened at once.
“Immortal-Eerie Realm!”
Behind Xuanming,
a colossal shadow emerged once more.
The laws of the Immortal Dao formed its skeleton.
Eerie flesh covered it.
A gigantic Immortal-Eerie Dharma Form, larger than the starry river itself, rose to its feet.
Its left hand seized the golden ancient bell.
Its right hand gripped the decaying immortal sword.
Its chest split open.
It swallowed the Blood Sea Spear whole.
The twelve pairs of wings wrapped around all nine chains binding the bronze coffins.
Boom!
A corner of the barrier between the two worlds completely collapsed.
Immortal radiance collided with eerie black mist.
There were no flames.
No thunder.
Only vast stretches of the void silently vanished.
Everything there—
light,
sound,
space,
even the laws themselves—
was obliterated by the power of five terrifying existences.
Half of Taiyi Ancient Immortal’s rotten face rapidly fell away.
The skin Blood Luo Immortal Lord had only just condensed exploded once more.
The Corpse Liberation Immortal’s left leg was torn off by the Immortal-Eerie wings.
The countless broken swords surrounding the Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal shattered by a third all at once.
Xuanming was not faring any better.
His left shoulder was cleaved open by the decaying immortal sword.
The ruined starry sky within his chest was polluted by the Blood Sea.
The Immortal-Eerie Dharma Form’s right hand was covered in countless cracks after being struck by the golden ancient bell.
The five immortal-level beings—
all suffered injuries in their very first clash.
Silver-black immortal blood.
Golden rotten blood.
A rain of scarlet blood.
Gray-white corpse fluid.
And countless fragments of broken swords shot outward from the center of the battlefield.
Every drop of blood,
every fragment,
contained enough power to crush mountains and rivers.
The Dragon-Slayer’s expression changed.
“Fall back!”
Wang Hao, however, stepped forward.
The Dragon-Slayer froze.
“What are you doing?”
Wang Hao’s eyes gleamed.
“Picking up money!”
The Great Xia national fortune within him erupted with a thunderous roar.
A golden dragon of destiny coiled around his body.
Wang Hao’s voice traveled throughout Great Xia along the currents of national fortune.
“All Martial Gods, proceed to the borders immediately!”
“Intercept the immortal blood fragments!”
“Do not catch them head-on!”
“Guide them into uninhabited forbidden zones!”
Throughout Great Xia,
one Martial God aura after another shot into the sky.
Taiyin Old Matriarch, Yellow Springs Ancestor, White Bone Old Monster, and the others took action at the same time.
No one dared approach the heart of the battlefield.
But the immortal blood flying toward cities and densely populated regions had to be intercepted.
Otherwise, a single drop could destroy thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
Yellow Springs Ancestor flung out his chains.
They wrapped around a piece of flesh torn from the Corpse Liberation Immortal.
The instant the chains made contact,
the flesh grew hundreds of mouths.
They gnawed frantically along the chains.
Yellow Springs Ancestor’s scalp went numb.
“How is this thing still alive?”
White Bone Old Monster struck out with one palm,
changing the flesh’s trajectory.
“Even immortals can still speak after they die.”
“Why would it be strange for a piece of flesh to be alive?”
The flesh fell into a barren valley.
In a matter of breaths,
the entire valley transformed into a corpse-qi death zone.
Taiyin Old Matriarch, meanwhile, froze a drop of Blood Luo Immortal Lord’s blood with lunar energy.
The blood continued crashing against the ice.
With every impact,
it transformed into a woman dressed in blood-red robes.
Taiyin Old Matriarch clenched her teeth
and hurled the ice block into the spatial turbulence.
They could only stop the fragments.
They could not collect them.
But Wang Hao was different.
He had already charged toward the center of the battlefield.
The Dragon-Slayer pursued him from behind.
“There are five immortals there!”
Wang Hao did not even turn his head.
“I can see them!”
“You’ll die if you go over there!”
“Will I be safe if I stay here?”
The Dragon-Slayer was rendered speechless for a moment.
Wang Hao continued:
“Senior.”
“Whenever immortals clash, mortals suffer.”
“That saying has been passed down for so many years. It’s terribly unfair.”
“Why are mortals always the ones who suffer?”
The Dragon-Slayer asked:
“What do you intend to do?”
Behind Wang Hao, the golden dragon of national destiny opened its jaws and bit down on a flying fragment of the broken sword.
“Today…”
“I shall make the immortals fight among themselves.”
“And let Great Xia grow rich!”
Boom!
The fragment of the broken sword pierced through the dragon of national destiny.
Wang Hao’s body jolted violently.
Blood once again trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Although the fragment was only the size of a palm,
the sword intent it contained far surpassed the peak of the Martial God realm.
If Wang Hao had not already entered the Transcendence realm,
this single fragment would have pierced straight through his body.
He extended the Myriad Contracts, One Source Seal.
The dark contract seal enveloped the fragment of the broken sword.
The immortal sword intent within the fragment fought back frenziedly.
A crack appeared on the surface of the Myriad Contracts, One Source Seal.
The New Emperor Sword immediately flew out.
The silver-haired youth hugged the fragment of the broken sword.
“Master!”
“Can I eat this?”
“No.”
“Then why keep it?”
“To sell.”
The silver-haired youth’s eyes filled with disappointment.
Wang Hao stored the fragment of the broken sword in the national destiny space.
A single fragment
was enough to reforge dozens of Martial God weapons.
If he could comprehend the immortal sword intent within it,
it might even allow Great Xia to gain another path toward Transcendence.
This wasn’t money.
This was the foundation of national destiny!
Wang Hao accelerated once more.
Immortal blood and sword fragments continued to fly past him.
Some could be collected.
Others absolutely could not be touched.
A drop of Xuanming’s immortal blood flew in from the left.
The space around the blood had already become completely distorted.
Half of it was silver.
The other half was black as ink.
The New Emperor Sword cried out excitedly.
“Master!”
“This one can be eaten!”
Wang Hao seized the sword by its hilt.
“If you dare eat it, I’ll eat you first.”
That drop of blood contained the origin of both an immortal and a strange being.
Its value was impossible to estimate.
But the contamination within it was equally terrifying.
The New Emperor Sword had swallowed a single strange eye and nearly been parasitized in return.
If it swallowed this drop of origin blood,
there was a high probability that it would instantly transform into a monstrous sword covered in eyes and mouths.
Given its personality,
the first thing it might do after growing a mouth
would be to devour the entire national treasury.
Wang Hao would never allow such a thing to happen.
He struck the side of the immortal blood with his palm,
attempting to alter its trajectory.
The instant his palm made contact,
it was devoured outright by the immortal blood.
The volume of the blood increased slightly as a result.
Wang Hao’s eyes narrowed.
An ordinary vessel could not contain it.
Even the national destiny space might be contaminated by it.
At that moment,
the system’s notification rang out.
【The host has arrived at the center of the Immortal Fall Battlefield!】
【Would you like to check in?】
Wang Hao answered without hesitation.
“Check in!”
【Check-in successful!】
【Congratulations, host. You have obtained: the Immortal-Sealing Altar!】
【Immortal-Sealing Altar: A special vessel from the ancient immortal realm, used to store the origin blood of immortals. It can seal nine complete drops of immortal blood and possesses no offensive abilities!】
【Current sealing capacity: nine drops!】
【Information updated!】
【Taiyi Ancient Immortal’s fatal weakness is located in the Incense Immortal Ring!】
【Blood Luo Immortal Lord’s fatal weakness is located in the origin of the Blood Sea!】
【The Corpse Liberation Immortal’s fatal weaknesses are sealed within nine immortal bronze coffins!】
【The Heaven-Deficient Sword Immortal’s fatal weakness is the two natal swords in his eye sockets!】
【The core of the Xuanming Immortal-Phantom lies in the deepest reaches of the shattered starry sky within his chest!】
A black stone altar the size of a palm appeared in Wang Hao’s hand.
There were no patterns on its surface.
At first glance, it looked no different from an ordinary earthen jar.
Yet Wang Hao’s eyes lit up.
Just in time!
He uncovered the mouth of the jar.
Then he aimed it at the Immortal Blood of Xuanming.
An invisible suction force burst forth.
That drop of Immortal Blood—powerful enough to devour even the palm force of Transcendence—trembled slightly.
Then it rapidly shrank.
It transformed into a thin silver-black strand.
And fell into the Sealing Immortal Altar.
On the surface of the stone altar,
the first blood-red mark appeared.
【One drop of half-immortal, half-ghost origin blood sealed!】
Wang Hao immediately covered the mouth of the altar.
The New Emperor Sword began spinning around anxiously.
“Master!”
“Let me have a taste.”
“Just one bite!”
Wang Hao shoved the Sealing Immortal Altar into his robes.
“This is state-owned property.”
“You have no right to taste it.”
The silver-haired youth was shocked.
“I’m the Emperor Sword!”
“Don’t I belong to the state?”
“You do.”
“Then what’s wrong with me eating a little of the state’s property?”
“Have you ever seen the gates of the national treasury eating the silver inside?”
The silver-haired youth thought seriously for a moment.
“Master.”
“I can stop being the Emperor Sword.”
Wang Hao kicked him away.
Just for the sake of eating,
he was even willing to throw away his identity.
The New Emperor Sword tumbled through the air hundreds of times.
By sheer coincidence, he slammed into a severed black tentacle.
The tentacle had come from Xuanming’s Immortal-Ghost Dharma Form.
The broken end was covered in densely packed teeth.
Sensing the aura of the New Emperor Sword,
the black tentacle immediately coiled around him.
The silver-haired youth was startled at first.
Then a vicious look appeared on his face.
“You won’t give me anything good to eat?”
“Then I’ll pick something up myself!”
He transformed into a silver sword.
With a single thrust, he pierced the black tentacle.
The strange artifact’s devouring power erupted in full.
The strange origin within the tentacle surged madly into the sword’s body.
Across the silver blade,
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
