Yi Chengsheng and the others had said that the Immortal Path could only carry one person per year.
Chen Yi initially wanted to try his luck regardless.
But he saw the Great Demon reach the human realm end of the Immortal Path, and then the entire path vanished along with him.
“It will reappear on its own after a year, right?”
Yi Chengsheng nodded.
“Moreover, you need at least the cultivation of a Martial King, or else you can’t even get close to the Immortal Path.”
The Eastern City Lord added.
“In fact, a Martial King can only go up there to enjoy the view; they can’t take a single step. A Martial Saint could theoretically cross the human realm half, but in all of history, our Ancient Desolate Secret Realm has never produced such a person.”
The Western City Lord chimed in.
“Even a Martial God isn’t guaranteed to cross it. Everyone thought this was a shortcut to the Real World, but in truth, those who can traverse the Immortal Path to the Real World already possess the ability to split the heavens.
It’s just that compared to splitting the heavens, walking the Immortal Path is safer.”
That was true.
In other words, there was no real shortcut to ascension.
The only issue now was that something had gone wrong. Even someone as skilled at splitting the heavens as the Great Demon couldn’t enter the Real World through that path.
Everyone had no choice but to seek another way.
Yi Chengsheng and the others were clearly talking more now, willing to disclose more information.
This was their way of showing allegiance.
But Chen Yi had no intention of letting them live.
Yi Chengsheng felt a chill run down his spine and turned his gaze to Hua Wuyan.
“Senior Hua, Protector, we are humans too! Spare our lives!
Also, we have a crucial piece of information to share with you—it concerns the safety of the entire human realm!”
Hua Wuyan initially didn’t want to bother with Yi Chengsheng, but hearing this, she cautiously asked.
“What information?”
“It’s about the invasion of alien races! About the Realm War! Our Blood Moon organization, stationed outside to monitor and assassinate outsiders, stumbled upon it by accident!
If you spare the five of us, we’ll tell you everything!
This is a matter of grave importance!
With this intelligence, you can anticipate the enemy’s moves, prepare in advance, and…”
“Crunch! !”
Chen Yi crushed Yi Chengsheng’s head into pulp with one stomp of his foot.
Hua Wuyan was startled.
Shen Yang, standing by, wore a puzzled expression.
Before Hua Wuyan or Shen Yang could ask whether this was the right course of action, Chen Yi had already dispatched the other four city lords with swift blows.
Then, Chen Yi took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, waved it wide, and absorbed all five of their souls into it, suppressing them on the spot.
Those five were worthy of being Martial Gods; even inside the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, they caused a commotion. Their faces projected outlines from the banner’s surface, looking quite eerie.
“Chen Yi!! You madman! Do you care nothing for the safety of the human realm?! You’re worse than us! I’ll erase my own memories right now—you’ll never get any intelligence about the Realm War!”
Chen Yi said mockingly.
“Dragonman race?”
Yi Chengsheng’s furious face froze.
“Oh…”
“Shen Wanquan?”
“Oh…”
“Red Heart Sect?”
“You you you…”
“Do I need you for anything?”
If Yi Chengsheng were still alive at this moment, he would surely be coughing up blood from Chen Yi’s provocation.
Hua Wuyan looked at Chen Yi, confused.
“Do you know the intelligence he mentioned?”
“I know more, and in greater detail, than he does.”
“Dragonman race… Not long ago, I did sense some unusual auras…”
Seeing Hua Wuyan’s worried expression, Chen Yi smiled and reassured her.
“Senior Hua, there’s no need to worry about these matters.”
Yi Chengsheng shouted from within the banner.
“No need to worry? Over the past thirty thousand years, all the major planes in the Void World have been at war—only the human realm has stagnated! Now the human realm’s strength doesn’t even rank!
Once the Realm War erupts, the human realm is doomed!
And you still say there’s no need to worry?!”
Chen Yi laughed in spite of himself.
“Then let me ask you: the human realm’s stagnation and slow development over thirty thousand years—whose doing is that?”
Yi Chengsheng was struck speechless.
“That’s none of your business…”
“Old Wan, I don’t want to hear any more noise.”
The Ten Thousand Soul Banner emitted a puff of black smoke, accompanied by agonized screams from within.
“You little punk, in my territory, you dare talk to my boss like that? Let’s see you suffer a bit!”
Hua Wuyan said.
“If the Realm War is imminent, we should prepare in advance.”
“No need.”
“No need?”
“Senior Hua, what you need to do now is lead us back to the mainland. Additionally, over the next few years, whenever the Immortal Path is used, I’ll need your help to send people there.”
Shen Yang couldn’t help but interject.
“Chen Yi, you’d better not take the Realm War lightly. It’s a life-or-death apocalypse…”
“I’ll handle it.”
Chen Yi told everyone not to worry and to live their lives as usual.
Anyway, after a few more simulations, even if the Dragonman race had ten thousand expeditionary forces, they wouldn’t dare to come.
And so.
The mastermind behind the Baiyun County official-demon collusion case, Feng Yucheng; the Dragonman race’s spy in the human realm, Hu Chacha; and the Blood Moon organization’s hidden superior force, the five city lords of the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm.
All the opponents Chen Yi had encountered along the way were now locked up in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
Proving the famous saying: If you don’t work hard at cultivation today, you’ll be brothers inside the banner tomorrow.
Before leaving, Chen Yi saw the Sword Master standing on a small island, gazing at the spot where the Immortal Path had temporarily disappeared.
Chen Yi flew over and said with a smile.
“Sword Master, next year I’ll let you walk the Immortal Path.”
The Great Demon had already gone up.
Li Wentian would need to wait at least five years before he could show up again.
Shen Yang wasn’t in a hurry; he still had to discuss things with Shen Qingshan.
As for Hua Wuyan, she didn’t seem like she wanted to leave the human realm.
The Sword Master let out a bitter laugh.
“Me? Didn’t Yi Chengsheng say that no Martial Saint in the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm has ever succeeded in walking this path?”
“Others failing doesn’t mean you will. If you walk this path, you will definitely succeed!”
The Sword Master didn’t know where Chen Yi’s confidence in him came from.
But now that the Immortal Path was right before his eyes, the Sword Master certainly wanted to give it a try.
Even if he failed, he could just work hard on his cultivation and come back when he reached the Martial God realm.
Regarding ownership of the Immortal Path, Chen Yi clearly informed the original stakeholders—the Star Domain, the Li family, and the mainland sect forces.
The Immortal Path belonged to everyone.
Anyone who had reached the Martial God realm, or had been stuck at peak Martial Saint for a long time, could try walking the Immortal Path once.
However, the Immortal Path could only send one person to the Real World per year.
If, in the future, more people became eligible, these original stakeholders would have priority.
Chen Yi had initially thought that after conquering the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm, he might gain some benefits and resources.
Unfortunately, the entire Ancient Desolate Secret Realm had been annihilated along with the Desolate Weapon, leaving nothing behind.
Chen Yi planned to make Old Shen bleed a little as compensation for those factions that had suffered losses.
After all, the disciples, clansmen, and followers who died couldn’t just be left without recompense.
“What if someone sneaks over to use the Immortal Path and wastes the one annual slot?”
Someone voiced this concern.
Chen Yi smiled.
“That won’t happen.”
“People’s hearts are unpredictable; there will always be those who break the rules, right?”
“I’ll stand guard here.”
“Then there’s no problem.”
A man who had caused the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm to collapse.
A man who had erased all life in the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm without blinking an eye.
Everyone present had no doubt about his “impartiality.”
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