"By someone's request?!!!"
The Celestial Emperor of the Vast Heavens was almost boiling with rage, clutching his severed arm. Chen Taiqing's sword path contained the power of the Great Dao's origin. Injuries caused by this kind of Dao power were nearly impossible to recover from.
"Who sent you?"
Chen Taiqing gave a light laugh, then made a gesture for silence.
"Hmph, being deliberately mysterious. The one who can command you... This Emperor can naturally guess!" The Celestial Emperor of the Vast Heavens frowned tightly.
If that Jiang Che truly was the reincarnation of the Demon Ancestor, among the Dao-Integration level Celestial Dao practitioners, two were related to the Demon Ancestor. However, the existence of the Demon Ancestor was far too remote. The Demon Ancestor had already fallen before he himself was even born, and he could only learn about this once supremely powerful Demon Ancestor from fragments of tales passed down by predecessors.
That Dao-Integration Celestial Emperor who founded the Path of Evil Spirits, and that Upper Immortal of the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda—they both had once been disciples of the Demon Ancestor. But later, for unknown reasons, they both turned against the Demon Ancestor, even joining hands to slay the once-peerless Demon Ancestor, dividing his Great Dao origin between them.
The reason for the Demon Ancestor's past invincibility lay in his fusion of two different Great Dao origins: the Demonic Dao origin and the Evil Dao origin.
The Demonic Dao origin was taken by the Demon-Suppressing Upper Immortal, while the Evil Dao origin was taken by that Demon Emperor to a foreign realm to establish the Path of Evil Spirits.
Logically speaking, these two should harbor a blood feud with the Demon Ancestor. If the Demon Ancestor were reborn... they should have directly stepped in to crush him.
But why—
He couldn't figure it out!
"Chen Taiqing... I will remember this sword strike!"
Li Cangqiong's severed arm was still dripping blood. The Sword Dao origin was wildly destroying his immortal body. If he didn't leave now, it might even damage his own origin.
"Hehe... Now do you understand the gap between yourself and the Dao-Integration level?" Chen Taiqing slowly wiped his sword scabbard. He hadn't even drawn his sword, yet he had already severely wounded this lofty Celestial Emperor of the Vast Heavens.
Li Cangqiong's face instantly turned extremely ugly.
For tens of thousands of years since becoming a Celestial Emperor, he had never crossed hands with a supreme Celestial Emperor who had achieved Dao-Integration. But based on his own perception of the Great Dao, he didn't believe he was weaker than a Dao-Integrator.
As a Celestial Emperor, he had already reached the end of the path of the Supreme Dao. Even fusing with a Dao origin would at most be the icing on the cake.
But today's exchange with Chen Taiqing made him clearly recognize the gap!
At the same time! His desire for the Supreme Dao origin grew even more intense.
Before this, his goal in obtaining the Supreme Dao origin was simple... just immortality.
But now, he absolutely must obtain the Supreme Dao origin!!!
If he had truly achieved Dao-Integration today, the outcome against Chen Taiqing would have been entirely different.
"Upper Immortal Taiqing! This one... recognizes the gap!" The Celestial Emperor of the Vast Heavens gritted his teeth.
"Hey, hey, hey! So you're the Celestial Emperor of the Vast Heavens? Didn't you achieve Dao-Integration? From what you're saying... don't tell me you failed to integrate?" Suddenly, the Third Ancestor of the Jiang Family spoke up, cutting in directly.
"You insignificant insect!" Li Cangqiong glared at him, his killing intent soaring infinitely!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Seems that's correct. If you had truly fused with the Supreme Dao origin, you wouldn't be in such a sorry state, hehe." Third Ancestor Jiang Lan laughed with a particularly lewd grin. Now that he had backing... his whole demeanor had become bold.
Although he didn't know which deity was backing them, did that matter?
The other Jiang Family ancestors also became emboldened.
"Senior Vast Heavens, you're quite concerned with face, aren't you? Clearly, someone else fused with the Supreme Dao, yet you insist on claiming it was you? Have you no shame left in your old age?"
"But then again, it makes sense. After all, you've become a Celestial Emperor but haven't achieved Dao-Integration. If word got out that the Great Dao origin was fused by some unknown nobody, how embarrassing would that be?"
"It's like being impotent but visiting brothels every day to keep up appearances... sacrificing comfort for the sake of vanity!"
Chen Taiqing gave a speechless glance at this group of Jiang Family ancestors before him.
To be honest, backing people like this... was really lowering his standards, but there was no helping it.
"Li Cangqiong! You cannot touch this Jiang Family. If you value your life... it's best not to entertain any crooked ideas. With six true lives... how many times is that enough for you to die?" After saying this, Chen Taiqing turned and left.
Seeing their backer run off, the previously brazen Jiang Family ancestors wisely shut their mouths.
They behaved!
"You... just you wait, hmph!"
The Celestial Emperor of the Vast Heavens swept his gaze over the circle of Jiang Family immortals. Their words earlier had nearly broken his composure.
Furiously flicking his sleeve, he turned and left!
Only after the Celestial Emperor of the Vast Heavens had departed did Jiang Lan's expression turn grave.
"Third Ancestor! Who is secretly helping our Jiang Family? Could it be the Second Ancestor is still alive?" an immortal asked.
Jiang Lan's gaze gradually grew profound. "It should be Jiang Che."
"Jiang Che? That kid... how could it be him? At most, he's only at the Nirvana stage cultivation now..."
Jiang Lan shook his head. "The senior who came just now fused with the Sword Dao origin. His immortal name is Taiqing Sword Immortal, one of the original founders of the Destiny-Bearers Association. He achieved Dao-Integration a million years ago. The existence capable of instructing him... must at least be a powerhouse of the same level. Among the Nine Heavens... there are only a handful of Dao-Integration Celestial Emperors."
"Within the Destiny-Bearers Association, there is a Demonic Dao titan holding a position, serving at the Heavenly Pavilion in the Northwestern Dark Heaven—the Master of the Demonic Heaven Pavilion, immortal name Shangxie, honored title Demon-Suppressing Upper Immortal."
"And don't you all forget, Jiang Che is suspected to be the reincarnation of the Demon Ancestor!"
With these words, the Jiang Family members understood.
"Although I don't know the specifics... judging from this, Jiang Che's safety is at least guaranteed!" Jiang Lan let out a sigh of relief.
......
"Pfft—"
Upon returning to the Vast Heavens Celestial Palace, Li Cangqiong directly spat out a mouthful of immortal blood.
The terrifying Dao power on his severed arm had completely invaded his immortal body and even begun to ravage his Celestial Dao origin.
The Sword Dao, among the three thousand Great Daos, was an exceptionally powerful and peerless Dao, ranked within the top thirty.
What ranks above the Sword Dao? Things like Time and Space, Fate and Nothingness, Chaos and Samsara, Yin-Yang and the Five Elements...
"Damn it! This Supreme Dao origin... I am determined to seize it!"
The Celestial Emperor of the Vast Heavens was furious beyond measure. Being severely wounded by the Taiqing Sword Immortal was one thing, but even those insects from the Jiang Family dared to provoke him?
"Demon Ancestor... no matter how strong you were, weren't you still slain by your two disciples? The truly strong never reincarnate! How strong can you possibly be after being reborn through reincarnation?"
This Celestial Emperor seemed somewhat obsessed, as if only this could convince himself and dispel the fear of that peerless Demon Ancestor in his heart.
Right, if the Demon Ancestor was truly that strong, how could he have been defeated by those two? You must know... when the Demon Ancestor fell, his two disciples hadn't even achieved Dao-Integration yet!
Two Celestial Emperors who hadn't yet achieved Dao-Integration could kill the Demon Ancestor, so why couldn't he?
Moreover, this Demon Ancestor was a reincarnated body, whose current cultivation was merely at the Nirvana stage.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
