Chen Yi had just switched to his "Irritable Constitution," then recalled the finale of the fourth simulation.
Li Lingyue fought fiercely against the Blood Moon Assassin, the sky stained with blood, her lifeless body cradled in Chen Yi’s arms—a scene that ignited his fury.
Most importantly,
Back then, inside and outside the simulation, Chen Yi had made a solemn vow: he would avenge Li Lingyue!
Today, the enemy stood right before him.
It was also the one challenge in the fifth simulation that he hadn’t managed to conquer.
How could he not be "furious to the extreme"?
“Bang!!!”
Chen Yi’s fist sent Yi Chengsheng flying from the ground to the sky, smashing straight through the falling floating city!
Because of the anti-air formation’s influence, the floating city was plummeting!
Divine runes shimmered across the city walls, radiating brilliant light. Hundreds of thousands of residents used these runes to resist the anti-air force, slowing the city’s descent.
The battered Yi Chengsheng was snatched by a fiery hand that appeared out of nowhere, yanking him back to the ground, his head smashing hard against the earth!
Chen Yi surged forward, wielding the Jiuzhou Cauldron, hammering it relentlessly against Yi’s head.
“I’ll make you pay for persecuting the talents of humanity! For persecuting the Great Dao’s immortal artifacts! For betraying humanity! For your selfish madness!!”
Against Chen Yi, who was in full rage mode, Yi Chengsheng was utterly defenseless.
If it weren’t for the divine runes constantly emerging on his body, absorbing most of the damage, he would have collapsed long ago.
“Who exactly killed his wife?!!!”
Meanwhile, the other four city lords were locked in fierce combat with the Great Demon, Shen Yang, Li Wentian, and Hua Wuyan.
The strength of these Martial Gods easily destabilized the spatial integrity of this small world.
Fragments of space, temporal rifts, chaotic spatial currents—these phenomena appeared intermittently in the area due to the intense battle between the ten Martial Gods.
On the ground, warriors from the human realm clashed blade-to-blade with the ancient wild tribes. The power of the Martial Saints and Martial Kings shook this small world like an earthquake.
However, the advantage on humanity’s side didn’t last long.
The first to suffer a setback was Chen Yi.
Yi Chengsheng noticed that Chen Yi, who had seemed reasonable moments ago, suddenly became so violent.
He realized Chen Yi was harnessing the power of his anger.
But then, several divine runes flew onto Chen Yi’s body, instantly calming his mind.
“What the…”
The extreme rage vanished.
Even the “Hulk” effect no longer worked!
Chen Yi now only wanted to find a quiet place to fish in peace.
His fighting spirit was greatly diminished.
“What exactly are these so-called ‘divine runes’?”
Elsewhere, the Great Demon, Li Wentian, and others were also struggling against the divine runes.
This kind of sect had never appeared in the human realm before. Even Shen Yang couldn’t comprehend it, making it impossible to counter or defend against. They could only endure whatever was inflicted upon them.
If one divine rune had no effect, they would try another, eventually finding one that worked.
All were Martial God-level powers, with endless defensive and survival techniques.
Plus, the five city lords wore five-colored armor of extraordinary craftsmanship.
At last, they managed to turn the tide, clawing back a victory with the divine runes.
“You! You shouldn’t have come to my Upper Realm today! Stay outside and play your role as the ‘down-and-out human realm’! Since you’re here, you’ve chosen your own death!!”
Yi Chengsheng unleashed a single strike on the Floating City, causing a massive shockwave that sent everyone sprawling, unable to maintain their divine runes.
The city’s fall resumed at its normal speed.
But that wasn’t all. Yi Chengsheng reached out and pulled, and every character of the giant divine runes, each hundreds of meters long, enveloped the Floating City like a colossal net, trapping it tightly.
“Die!!”
Yi Chengsheng accelerated the city’s descent, slamming it heavily onto Chen Yi, who was bound by the divine runes.
He buried Chen Yi beneath an entire steel metropolis!
Along with the tens of thousands of ancient wild natives inside the city, all were utterly annihilated in the devastating impact—no survivors.
Blood flowed from the ruins of the Floating City, its buildings reduced to rubble, thick smoke billowing into the sky.
It’s important to note: the opponent was not an alien race. The severe damage reduction effect—one hundredfold weaker against “the most ruthless father of the alien race”—did not apply here.
If Chen Yi had suffered a heavy injury now, his life would indeed be in grave danger.
“Fourth Brother!”
Shen Qingshan’s personality surged to the forefront. Struggling against his adversary, he rushed into the wreckage, clawing through the debris with his hands, desperately searching for Chen Yi.
Hua Wuyan, Li Wentian, the Great Demon, Sword Master, and others all turned their gazes sharply.
Hua Wuyan glared furiously at Yi Chengsheng.
“You don’t even care about the lives of your own people just to win!”
Yi Chengsheng sneered.
“There’s no victory without sacrifice! Protector of the Way, I didn’t expect you to still cling to such naive notions!”
Shen Qingshan didn’t find Chen Yi, only uncovering an overturned bronze cauldron.
“Fourth Brother?”
“I’m fine.”
Chen Yi lifted the cauldron and emerged, his gaze deep and piercing as he stared at the five city lords.
Yi Chengsheng’s expression showed no surprise.
Killing a Martial God isn’t so easy.
This battle was bound to be a war of attrition—whoever exposed their fatal weakness first would lose.
Coincidentally, Chen Yi thought the same.
Moreover, he had already uncovered the common weakness of these people from the Ancient Wild Secret Realm.
The “Civil War Phantom God” trait began to activate!
In fact, Chen Yi had scanned the Martial God-level opponents at the start of the battle and discovered their weaknesses.
But ordinary weaknesses were meaningless.
If you could easily discover their flaws, wouldn’t they have guarded them well?
As for verbal attacks—ripping open old wounds, revealing embarrassing secrets—such mental tactics were useless against the Ancient Wild natives, whose skin was tougher than city walls.
However, there was one weakness they all shared.
—Weakness: The divine runes they used needed to be properly adjusted to suit different environments.
The battle had erupted quickly, so Chen Yi hadn’t pondered this deeply.
Why was this a weakness?
When he just used the Nine Provinces Cauldron to block damage, he suddenly understood.
The divine rune techniques the Ancient Wild natives learned from the real world had to be adapted differently depending on where they were used; they couldn’t be applied directly.
In the Human Realm, the runes had to conform to the Human Realm’s rules.
In the Demon Realm, they had to follow the Demon Realm’s rules.
Here’s the problem.
If they entered a small world and used divine runes, wouldn’t they also need to comply with that small world’s rules?
They should.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t count as a weakness, since Chen Yi wouldn’t be able to exploit it.
Whether in the Ancient Wild Secret Realm or the outside Human Realm, Yi Chengsheng and the others could use their divine runes normally.
That meant they had already studied and adapted to those environments.
But the Cauldron Realm had not!
According to what Da Chun said earlier, when the Blood Moon began to persecute the Great Dao Immortal Artifact, the Nine Provinces Cauldron sensed the anomaly in time. Before the Blood Moon could make contact, it completed the separation of the artifact’s spirit.
Therefore, the Blood Moon never had the chance to touch the Cauldron Realm and naturally had no idea how to adapt the Divine Runes there.
“Old Shen! Senior Hua! Great Demon! Senior Li! Send them into the Cauldron Realm!!”
Chen Yi, like a Western Chu Overlord, single-handedly lifted the giant cauldron over a hundred meters tall, flinging open the entrance to the Cauldron Realm as he charged toward Yi Chengsheng.
The five around Yi Chengsheng hadn’t yet realized Chen Yi’s intention and were still fighting back normally.
“Do you think you can defeat us just by using a Great Dao Immortal Artifact? Ridiculous!”
Chen Yi didn’t bother to explain further, but Hua Wuyan and the other three chose to follow orders without hesitation, unleashing their signature moves to force their opponents into the Cauldron Realm!
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By the way, the first edition of our novel’s comic adaptation is now online! Just click on “More Adaptations” below to find it.
The first edition is a silly animated comic—if that’s not your style, don’t worry. More versions will be released later, so stay tuned!
Come to think of it, this is also the very first officially authorized adaptation since Liuzi’s five years of full-time writing (not counting live storytelling). It’s quite a milestone!
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