Due to concerns about the invasion of the Xuanhuang Realm by foreign cultivators, Mo Tianxiao set up several great emperor-level killing formations at the junction of the Central Plains Divine Land and the Demon Region, which is also the place for ascension.
If someone wants to ascend, they have to inform the Demon Sect in advance. After all, the control of the emperor-level killing formations lies in the hands of the Demon Sect. It would be bad if someone who wants to ascend is accidentally hurt.
Under the witness of Mo Tianxiao and many other cultivators, Monk Wuxin and Monk Jiechi successfully passed the ascension tribulation and headed for a larger world.
All the enemies who invaded the Xuanhuang Realm were mercilessly killed by the emperor-level formations. Of course, Mo Tianxiao kept many of the weaker invaders. Through them, he could better understand the world outside the Xuanhuang Realm.
To make plans for the future.
After rummaging through all the possessions of Wuxin and Jiechi, Mo Tianxiao gave them an emperor-level talisman as an equivalent exchange.
An emperor-level talisman is enough to help them solve a small problem. It's more than enough to exchange for the resources on their bodies.
"I hope you can all survive."
Mo Tianxiao put away the spatial ring and looked at the closed Feathering Gate with a worried expression on his face. He wondered how Wan'er and the others were doing. With the means he had prepared, as long as they didn't enter the void land under the jurisdiction of the alien races, they should be okay.
Over the past thousand years, Mo Tianxiao faintly felt that the Heavenly Dao of the Xuanhuang Realm seemed to be gradually getting stronger, or rather, it was recovering.
More and more cultivators ascended, and the Feathering Gate opened again and again. More and more complete power of the laws poured into the Xuanhuang Realm. He estimated that in tens of thousands of years, the Xuanhuang Realm might be able to accommodate emperor-level powerhouses again.
During the nearly thousand years, he almost traveled all over the Xuanhuang Realm but didn't meet a single son of luck. Perhaps the luck of the Xuanhuang Realm had gathered in this era.
It might take a long time to see the situation of several sons of luck appearing in a prosperous era like this again.
"So, the more than ten thousand sons of luck the system mentioned are from all the heavens and worlds combined..."
Mo Tianxiao sighed. At first, he thought there were more than ten thousand sons of luck in the Xuanhuang Realm alone, which scared him into being low-key all day.
As he spoke, Mo Tianxiao kept moving his hands, constantly putting in materials to reforge the Time Tower.
The materials for refining the Time Tower were very ordinary. It only reached the level of a quasi-emperor weapon because of a wisp of the power of the law of time inside. Mo Tianxiao planned to reforge it and turn it into a real emperor-level treasure.
The Time Tower was of great help to cultivators below the Saint Realm. Even for Saint Realm cultivators, it was also very useful. It could save a lot of cultivation time for talented cultivators.
This treasure had made indelible contributions to the development of the Demon Sect in the Xuanhuang Realm. It could continuously cultivate talents for the Demon Sect and reduce the time cost of becoming stronger.
After refining the Time Tower, Mo Tianxiao left the Demon Sect and appeared in various places in the Xuanhuang Realm in different identities, leaving his footprints in every corner of the Xuanhuang Realm.
Time flew by like an arrow. Another thousand years passed in a flash. Since the ascension of Wuxin and Jiechi, no one else in the Xuanhuang Realm had ascended.
The great catastrophe of the Xuanhuang Realm two thousand years ago was gradually buried in history and forgotten by most cultivators.
"System, open the information panel."
[Name: Mo Tianxiao
Cultivation base: Peak of the Saint King Realm
Luck level: Black
Technique: Primordial Free and Divine Demon Technique (Half-layer +)
Magical tools: Nine Tribulations Immortal Origin Sword (Four-layer seal), Emperor's Banner (Incomplete)
Secondary occupations: Emperor-level alchemist, Emperor-level talisman master, Emperor-level array master, Emperor-level weapon refiner, Puppet refining technique
Secret techniques: Immortal Dao Secret Technique - Skillful Hands, Immortal Dao Secret Technique - Yin-Yang Reversal, Non-rank Secret Technique - Blood Invisibility
Technique and supernatural powers: Great Annihilation Fist (True level), Eight Desolate Roaming Dragon Steps (True level), Thousand Swords Net (Dao level), Extinction Sword Formation (Saint level), Immortal Dao Killing Move - Five-Finger Fist Heart Sword (Immortal)
Villain value: 651,240,970
Luck value: 60,000]
After spending nearly two thousand years plundering in the Xuanhuang Realm, he only managed to save more than 600 million villain values. Monopolizing the resources of the realm allowed him to better exploit the cultivators in the Xuanhuang Realm and obtain villain values more easily.
However, because he was extremely powerful and had unparalleled authority in the Xuanhuang Realm, the means of obtaining villain values were easy and without any danger. As a result, the villain values rewarded by the system became less and less.
After two thousand years, he had almost squeezed out all the villain values in the Xuanhuang Realm.
He was a little surprised that more than 600 million villain values couldn't even upgrade the level of his secondary occupations. It could be inferred that an extremely large amount of villain values would be needed for his subsequent cultivation.
The meager villain values in the Xuanhuang Realm alone were no longer enough to support his future cultivation.
Without extraordinary talent, he could only rely on cheats to make up for the deficiency in his talent and aptitude.
"It's time to start planning for my ascension..."
Mo Tianxiao, who was in the uninhabited area on the border of the Xuanhuang Realm, stared at the chaotic barrier at the end of the Xuanhuang Realm for a moment, then his figure disappeared from the spot.
The Xuanhuang Realm was vast, and Mo Tianxiao had visited many uninhabited areas. This place was in the northernmost part of the Xuanhuang Realm, shrouded in chaos. Mo Tianxiao had tried to go in to see what was going on, but even with his strength, he couldn't enter.
It was as if the Heavenly Dao here was preventing him from moving forward.
Mo Tianxiao didn't really care about this. After all, the fact that so many sons of luck had appeared in this lower realm like the Xuanhuang Realm was enough to prove its extraordinaryness.
Since he wasn't allowed to explore, he was going to leave the Xuanhuang Realm. He didn't know if he could ever come back here.
The Nether Demon Sect.
Mo Tianxiao's figure appeared in the familiar main hall of the sect. There was a figure sitting on the throne belonging to the sect master on the high platform.
When the figure saw Mo Tianxiao appear in the hall, his expression changed slightly. He immediately jumped up from the chair on the high platform and rushed down, bending over to greet him, with a respectful look on his face. "Senior Brother Mo, you're back."
Mo Tianxiao glanced at him and said with a light smile, "How does it feel to sit in this position?"
Li Yu showed a bitter smile on his face and shook his head repeatedly. "Senior Brother Mo, don't make fun of me. I really don't have the ability for this."
Li Yu, Mo Tianxiao's earliest subordinate, after two thousand years of tempering, with the help of the Time Tower and Mo Tianxiao, had unexpectedly reached a cultivation base far beyond what he could have imagined - the peak of the Saint King Realm!
He never dared to dream that he would one day become a Saint Realm powerhouse and even the acting sect master of the Demon Sect.
Ye Chen, a relative of his who had joined the sect several generations ago, had even achieved the feat of ascension, making the mortal Ye family in the Xuanhuang Realm into a well - known cultivation family in the current Xuanhuang Realm.
He would never forget who had given him all that he had.
Mo Tianxiao waved his hand and joked, "Don't pretend in front of me. I know how capable you are. I'm at ease leaving the Demon Sect in your hands."
Hearing this, Li Yu was slightly stunned, his eyes reddened a little, and he was quite touched. Then he reacted and asked in surprise, "Senior Brother Mo, are you going to..."
Li Yu, who was as clear as a mirror in his heart, had a hunch.
Mo Tianxiao nodded slightly. "Yes, it's time for me to explore a broader world."
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
