Pressing the flashing plus sign next to the Devil Emperor Sutra, the villain points on the panel were instantly depleted by a hundred thousand.
"Boom!!"
In a mere instant, an incredibly massive and profound energy surged into Mo Tianxiao's body. The cultivation technique began to circulate frantically, and the terrifying energy rapidly rushed toward his limbs and bones, permeating every tiny meridian.
Mo Tianxiao felt an unprecedented sense of comfort as his cultivation base began to soar like a rocket.
Nascent Soul Stage Four... Nascent Soul Stage Five... Nascent Soul Stage Six...
Nascent Soul Stage Nine!
He was stuck at the bottleneck of Nascent Soul Stage Nine for only a split second before stepping into the Soul Formation Realm!
Soul Formation Stage One... Soul Formation Stage Two...
The terrifying energy seemed endless, washing over Mo Tianxiao's physical body time and time again. Every cell in his body seemed to let out a roar of pleasure.
In just fifteen minutes, Mo Tianxiao's cultivation stabilized at the peak of Soul Formation Stage Nine.
Slowly opening his eyes, a sharp glint shot out from his pupils, causing the surrounding space to tremble.
Clenching his fists and feeling the explosively increased power within his body, the corners of Mo Tianxiao's mouth unconsciously curled up to his ears.
"Is this the overbearing nature of a Great Emperor's cultivation technique?"
Upgrading it by just a single level had directly elevated his cultivation to the peak of Soul Formation!
It should be known that this was only the second level of the Devil Emperor Sutra.
It wasn't just an increase in his cultivation base; Mo Tianxiao could clearly sense that his physical strength had also risen to a whole new level, absolutely far surpassing cultivators of the same realm.
As expected of a Great Emperor's cultivation technique. It cultivated both magic and body simultaneously, making him far superior to cultivators at the same level.
"To think there isn't the slightest bit of discomfort. It seems the system is quite reliable too."
There was absolutely no sign of an unstable foundation.
Spending those one hundred thousand villain points was entirely worth it.
After quite a while, Mo Tianxiao finally suppressed the excitement in his heart.
He quickly suppressed his aura, hiding his cultivation base at Nascent Soul Stage Three.
He couldn't reveal his true strength so easily. That kid Gu Bufan was an undercover agent sent by the Supreme Dao Sect. During this trip to the secret realm, the other party might just stab him in the back.
If he exposed his peak Soul Formation cultivation, the other party would hold back even if he had such thoughts.
Someone capable of staying undercover for three hundred years was definitely not a reckless person.
Time flew by, and three days later arrived.
Mo Tianxiao and his two companions were waiting for the Grand Elder at the sect's entrance.
Before long, the Grand Elder appeared, stroking his long beard with a jovial smile.
"Everyone is here. Come aboard."
The Grand Elder took out a massive flying ship from his storage ring and stepped onto it.
"The Chaotic Star Sea is located at the border between the Hundred Thousand Mountains and the Eastern Region. It is quite a long distance from the Demon State, so we shall travel via the Cloud Piercing Shuttle."
The Grand Elder explained.
Mo Tianxiao and Gu Bufan were quite familiar with the Cloud Piercing Shuttle, but Nangong Wan had a look of curiosity on her face.
"Senior Brother, is this flying ship very powerful?"
"The Cloud Piercing Shuttle can traverse through space and withstand spatial turbulence. Its speed far exceeds flying on a sword, making it a particularly precious means of transportation."
The Chaotic Star Sea was simply too far from the Demon State. With the cultivation bases of the three of them, it would probably take years to arrive if they relied solely on sword flight.
Of course, for a Saint Realm expert like the Grand Elder, an existence capable of traversing the void, it naturally wouldn't take that long.
However, just because he could withstand the impact of spatial turbulence didn't mean they could too, so using the Cloud Piercing Shuttle was the only option.
"I see."
Nangong Wan nodded, seemingly understanding but also a bit confused.
Although she had a Soul Formation cultivation base, she was still just a newbie who had recently stepped into the world of cultivation. It was completely normal for her not to understand these things.
"Hold on tight, we are setting off."
The Grand Elder waved his sleeve, injecting spirit stones into the Cloud Piercing Shuttle.
Instantly, the Cloud Piercing Shuttle hovered in mid-air and began to vibrate. Brilliant array patterns lit up in the surrounding void.
Swoosh!
In the next second, the Cloud Piercing Shuttle directly escaped into the void, heading toward their destination.
Looking at the pitch-black environment around them, with things occasionally crashing into the flying ship's defensive array and stirring up ripples, Nangong Wan felt a strong sense of novelty.
"Is this what the void looks like? It looks so dangerous."
"In the void, not only will you encounter spatial turbulence, but if you're unlucky, you might also run into void creatures. Those things are even more formidable than spatial turbulence."
The Grand Elder explained to Nangong Wan with a smile on his face.
"Generally speaking, as long as a cultivator reaches the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, they can interfere with space. However, even a Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivator wouldn't dare to enter the void alone.
Due to their living environment, void creatures possess an innate ability to interfere with space, and their physical bodies are incredibly strong. An adult void creature possesses strength comparable to a Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivator.
There are even some that can rival Saint Realm cultivators.
Unless one's cultivation reaches the Saint Realm, or they use a Cloud Piercing Shuttle, there is no guarantee of safely traversing the void."
Hearing this, Nangong Wan became somewhat curious. "In that case, isn't this Cloud Piercing Shuttle comparable to a Saint Artifact?"
"Hahahaha, in a sense, this Cloud Piercing Shuttle can indeed be considered a type of Saint Artifact."
The Grand Elder stroked his beard with a smile on his face, looking just like a kind little old man.
This Cloud Piercing Shuttle was not cheap at all. Even as a top-tier major power, their Netherworld Demon Sect possessed very few of them.
Furthermore, activating it just once consumed at least a million spirit stones, so it generally wasn't brought out for use.
Beside them, Mo Tianxiao was deep in thought. If he had the chance, he would also like to get his hands on a Cloud Piercing Shuttle. This thing was simply a godly artifact for making a getaway.
When fully activated, its speed was comparable to a Saint Realm expert. Aside from being a bit expensive and consuming a lot of energy, it had no other flaws.
However, this item was considered priceless but unavailable on the market. The crafting difficulty was high, and they were almost entirely in the hands of major powers. Small factions simply couldn't afford this thing, and as for rogue cultivators, it was even more impossible for them to possess one.
Unknowingly, several hours passed.
A speck of light appeared ahead. Accompanied by a tremor from the Cloud Piercing Shuttle, the originally pitch-black environment instantly brightened up.
After a blinding white light flashed past, Mo Tianxiao and the others found that the flying ship's speed had slowed down, gently advancing through the air. Below the flying ship was an endless ocean, with not a single piece of land in sight.
Quite a few flying ships appeared ahead, hovering in the air. It seemed they were also here to wait for the opening of the Void Emperor Secret Realm.
However, through Mo Tianxiao's observation, most of the flying ships were replicas of the Cloud Piercing Shuttle and could not traverse the void like a genuine one.
He estimated that many factions had set off for this place days or even months in advance.
"This is the Chaotic Star Sea. The Void Emperor Secret Realm will probably take some time before it opens."
The Grand Elder steered the Cloud Piercing Shuttle forward slowly while introducing the situation of the Chaotic Star Sea to the group.
"This Chaotic Star Sea can be considered a forbidden land. Sunlight cannot penetrate into the ocean, and it harbors endless demonic beasts. Legend has it that in the depths of the Chaotic Star Sea, a Great Emperor Realm demonic beast once appeared.
The Void Emperor placed his legacy inheritance ground here, likely to filter out a portion of the people."
After all, it was a Great Emperor's legacy. To obtain it, one needed not only talent but also providence.
If one couldn't even arrive here, it meant that they were not a person of great providence. No matter how high their talent was, they would not be able to obtain the Great Emperor's legacy.
"Old Geezer Gu, the Netherworld Demon Sect is the only one missing. Why are you guys always this slow every time?"
Just as the Grand Elder finished speaking, an arrogant voice echoed from afar, entering the ears of Mo Tianxiao and the others.
"Hmm? If I recall correctly, the First Elder's surname is Gu, isn't it? Could this be an acquaintance of his?"
Mo Tianxiao muttered under his breath, his gaze fixed on the transcendent, sage-like figure aboard the distant flying ship.

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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."

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?!