Boom! Boom! Boom!
Inside the capital of the Dashi Kingdom, the commoners heard loud explosions coming from the direction of the royal palace. The entire city trembled. People craned their necks to look, whispering and discussing among themselves.
With a single punch, Chen Yi smashed through the palace grounds, driving a hole a hundred meters deep into the earth.
The formation that blocked spiritual sense probing revealed a corner, shimmering with a hazy, faint light.
Galaxy Divine Art, Gathering Sand into a Tower!
Chen Yi deliberately shouted the name of the technique with perfect articulation, for fear that others wouldn't know he was from the Shen family.
He continuously channeled his cultivation, his arms moving in grand, sweeping gestures, looking quite the part.
Under the effect of the Galaxy Divine Art, all the crushed stone and dirt leading down a hundred meters were extracted, rolled into a small mound by Chen Yi, and casually tossed aside.
A deep well leading underground appeared.
Yan Cong watched from the side and nodded in approval, thinking to himself that he truly is an Enforcer of the Shen family.
The two then descended underground through this temporarily opened well shaft.
Next, they joined forces to break the restrictions, and a secret underground chamber appeared before their eyes.
It was pitch-black, cold, and deep. Mysterious formation lines glowed faintly.
There were several rooms within the secret chamber, each piled with different items.
There were cultivation resources, artifact refining materials, as well as letters, books, and loose papers.
This was a highly developed Dragonman base. They were already organizing intelligence and conducting experiments here—experiments meaning they used local materials to refine items to see if there were differences compared to their own realm.
Although the place looked bizarre, Yan Cong couldn't see anyone at all.
Young friend Shen, it seems there are no Dragonmen here as you claimed.
Chen Yi smiled.
Senior, on the surface, there are only the two of us here, but in reality...
Chen Yi looked around.
A full four Dragonmen were floating in the corners, pointing at Chen Yi and Yan Cong while cursing under their breath.
What the hell is that fat pig from the Dashi Kingdom doing! To actually let people break in here! Useless trash!
These two seem to be in the Martial King realm. There were traces of aerial flight when they just came in.
What are you afraid of! Even a Martial Saint can't see us! It's just a pity about the data we just organized; it's probably going to be taken away. Xita Xita!
As this group of Dragonmen was talking, Chen Yi's gaze suddenly focused on them.
One of the Dragonmen felt something was wrong.
This younger one, it looks like he can see us.
The other Dragonmen were dismissive.
Don't talk nonsense. Surviving in a soul state is our Dragonman race's innate talent. If we conceal our auras, even spiritual sense can't detect us. A mere Martial King is nothing but a fart!
Chen Yi suddenly spoke up.
Who did you say is a fart?
The four chattering Dragonmen instantly fell silent.
They were shocked by two things.
Not only could Chen Yi see them, but he could also understand what they were saying!
Before these four guys could react, Chen Yi dashed forward, grabbed one in each hand, and viciously smashed them into the other two.
Die!
Chen Yi had now come to a complete realization.
These infiltrated Dragonmen were all the most reliable warriors of the Dragonman Realm.
It was absolutely impossible to pry any useful information out of their mouths.
Therefore, kill them!
After killing them, they would turn into Dragonman Pearls for Black Wind to eat, helping Black Wind awaken its Dragon Scale Horse bloodline!
Hoo! Hah! Tua! Swoosh!
Chen Yi unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks, his attacks generating fierce gusts of wind.
However, in the eyes of Yan Cong who was standing to the side, Chen Yi was just engaged in a battle of wits and courage with thin air.
What on earth was he doing?
Soon, Yan Cong also realized something was amiss.
When the Dragonmen concealed their auras, even a Martial King's spiritual sense could not detect them in their soul state.
But when they realized Chen Yi could actually kill them, why bother concealing their auras? They had to fight for their lives!
Once they made a move, energy fluctuations leaked out, allowing Yan Cong's spiritual sense to distinguish them.
There really is someone here? I can't see them, are they spirit bodies? Young friend Shen, do you need help?
Not at all.
These Dragonmen who entered the Human Realm early on did not possess high cultivation realms.
Among the four in front of him, three were only at the Soul Tempering Realm.
Chen Yi knew the reason clearly: the stronger the entity, the greater the resistance they faced when crossing the world barrier.
Thus, it was impossible for Dragonman experts to be here in the early stages.
With realms inferior to Chen Yi's, being of an alien race, and in an immaterial form, they were purely courting death.
In no time, Chen Yi dispatched the four Dragonmen. Four Dragonman Pearls appeared out of thin air on the ground, which he casually picked up and tossed into his storage ring.
Yan Cong peeked over curiously.
What is this...
Spoils of war.
And those Dragonmen?
Already taken care of.
Yan Cong wanted to ask something else, but suddenly the sound of an explosion and the smell of gunpowder came from above.
Crash...
A massive amount of loose dirt fell as the surface structure collapsed, blocking the exit of this underground secret chamber.
Chen Yi looked at Yan Cong with amusement.
The king you protect did this.
Under his spiritual sense probing, Yan Cong was naturally aware of this, and he was filled with resentment.
To think the king actually colluded with the alien race! And out of a guilty conscience, he wants to silence the two of us! But he is still so foolish to think a little cave-in like this can trap Martial Kings to death!
If he weren't stupid, the Dragonmen wouldn't have sought him out.
I'll go up right now, enforce justice on behalf of heaven, and take his dog life!
No rush, he can't run away. Senior, come take a look.
Chen Yi led Yan Cong into one of the rooms in the underground secret chamber, which stored the intelligence and files collected by the Dragonmen.
Seeing the Dragonmen systematically organizing comprehensive information on the Human Realm's history, humanities, geography, regimes, culture, martial arts, factions, and so on.
The more Yan Cong looked, the more alarmed he became.
What are these Dragonmen trying to do? Are they trying to figure out the entire Human Realm inside out? They're even collecting intelligence on the Demon Race!
Chen Yi said with a faint smile.
They want to win in a single battle; the first battle will be the decisive one! They aim to wipe out all resistance forces in the Human Realm in one fell swoop and complete their occupation of the Human Realm.
Such a momentous matter was still too much of a shock for the protector of a small kingdom.
Young friend Shen, the Shen family already knows about this and has taken action, right?
Yes, they are currently contacting all parties to make early preparations and unite against the enemy.
That's good, that's good...
Unfortunately.
They hadn't.
Chen Yi just wanted Yan Cong to believe that he was indeed here in the Dashi Kingdom to eliminate foreign enemies, not to break the Martial King's pact. This would save him from unnecessary trouble.
However, this casually fabricated statement actually gave Chen Yi an inspiration.
Although the Shen family's ancestor possessing his descendant was somewhat lacking in martial ethics.
The fact that he guarded the weakest point of the Human Realm's world barrier showed that, as a former Dao Protector, he still maintained a strict sense of responsibility.
If the Shen family's ancestor could believe him and mobilize the Shen family to contact all parties to prepare for the enemy together, it could be achieved with the Shen family's influence.
I need to keep a few of these Dragonman Pearls as evidence, and also take some of the intelligence they've collected.
Afterwards, Chen Yi and Yan Cong fought their way back to the surface.
Yan Cong personally executed the fat pig of a king and stated that he would handle the subsequent administrative issues, allowing Chen Yi to leave peacefully.
The death of the Dashi King would change the fates of many people.
Sun Chengen's fatal crisis was resolved.
Li Lingyue no longer had to come to Dashi for a political marriage.
However, the path of the Empress was never successful just because of a fat pig. Li Lingyue could become the Empress simply because she was Li Lingyue!
With the walkthrough in hand, Chen Yi only needed a few precise maneuvers to put the Empress back on the throne.
After all, the chaotic landscape of the Southern Frontier, where a hundred nations coexisted, still remained. The overall situation would not change simply because one big fat pig had died.
[Simulation Quest Progress: Destroy the Dragonkin Strongholds (3/6)]

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.”

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ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!