"That Evil Emperor has already been repelled by me,"
Tian Chan spoke in a flat tone.
She slowly put away her blood-stained war spear. It was tainted with the demon blood of an Evil Emperor, and even the bloodstains surged with terrifying evil spirit energy... A single drop of this demon blood could corrupt an immortal.
"However, I am afraid this realm barrier cannot be restored." Her gaze shifted toward the realm barrier constructed from the origin of the righteous path. A massive hole had been torn through it, and countless black mists of evil spirits were still surging about.
Her battle with that Evil Emperor just now had indeed been somewhat strenuous. After all, there was a massive gap between a half-step Immortal Emperor and a true Immortal Emperor. Furthermore, that Evil Emperor was a Heavenly Dao that had completely fallen into darkness, wielding corrupted Heavenly Dao power and having reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, making it extremely difficult to deal with.
If she had not mastered the power of the righteous path's origin, which naturally countered the evil spirit path, and held two half-step Dao artifacts—the Heavenly Dao Cauldron and the Nine-Tier Pagoda—she definitely would not have been able to suppress it.
"Palace Master Tian, what a coincidence. You just defeated that Evil Emperor, and the many Great Emperors and heroes on our Nine Heavens' side... have also slaughtered the high-ranking evil spirits that attacked this time. Although the Evil Spirit Plane is troublesome... looking at it this way, it does not seem as desperate as we imagined."
The former Immortal Lord Wangjian stepped forward.
Tian Chan remained silent. Was there truly no sense of despair?
Through that shattered realm barrier, evil spirits continued to pour in endlessly. These evil spirits would grow within the Nine Heavens like a festering disease, incredibly difficult to eradicate. There were simply too many evil spirit creatures within the black mist...
"The Evil Emperor I fought just now possessed the origin of the Heavenly Dao. I suspect... she is a corrupted Heavenly Dao of a certain realm. Has the Heavenly Dao of any of the Nine Heavens been corrupted?" Tian Chan questioned.
"The Heavenly Dao has been corrupted?"
Some immortals began to panic. The Heavenly Dao was like the central hub of a world, controlling the Heavenly Dao's lightning punishments and heavenly tribulations. It was inherently formless and soulless, known as an absolutely fair existence. Could the Evil Spirit Plane corrupt even the Heavenly Dao?
Then wouldn't the heaven domain governed by that Heavenly Dao suffer a catastrophe?
"The Heavenly Dao authority of the other eight great heaven domains among the Nine Heavens remains normal. Only the Heavenly Dao of the Demon Domain... is the most likely to have been corrupted," an Immortal Venerable carrying a large broadsword on his back spoke up.
"It is not the Heavenly Dao of the Demon Domain!" Tian Chan stated with absolute certainty.
Soon, the many immortals began to discuss among themselves.
"Wait! Palace Master Tian!" Suddenly, an Immortal Venerable spoke up in panic. It was an old acquaintance... Cangqiong Immortal Venerable, the former Cangqiong Immortal Emperor!
"Palace Master Tian! I suspect it is the Heavenly Dao of the Mortal Realm!"
"The Mortal Realm is the former ancestral land of the Nine Heavens. I once thought about going down to the lower realm to try my luck and see if I could find the origin of the Supreme Dao. However, I ended up having one of my true lives slashed away by an entity that struck out of nowhere in the Mortal Realm!" Cangqiong Immortal Venerable finally revealed in front of everyone why he had fallen from the Immortal Emperor realm.
Of course, he did not mention that he had gone there to deal with Jiang Che.
"I was already a high-level Immortal Emperor at the time. The person capable of slaying me... was absolutely a Supreme Immortal Emperor. Furthermore, the attacker was completely shrouded in evil spirit energy. It was undoubtedly an Evil Spirit Demon Emperor!"
As soon as these words were spoken, many immortals looked at Cangqiong Immortal Emperor differently.
Bro, no wonder you suddenly lost a true life. So it was slashed away by a Supreme Immortal Emperor?
Sure enough, no matter how high one's cultivation was, they shouldn't jump around recklessly. Who knew when they might be sanctioned by an even more terrifying figure.
"From this, we can deduce that the Mortal Realm has probably already fallen, its Heavenly Dao collapsing and being corrupted by the Evil Spirit Plane..."
Tian Chan nodded slightly. Although the strength of the Mortal Realm's Heavenly Dao was currently very low, it was, after all, the former ancestral land of the Nine Heavens. Its status was right there; the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm was definitely not the limit of its power.
It might even become the second Supreme Immortal Emperor of the Evil Spirit Plane.
That would be extremely troublesome when the time came.
"Never mind. Everyone, this is our first time fighting against the Evil Spirit Domain, and our Nine Heavens have won a great victory. Next, we will distribute rewards based on merit. All Emperors who participated in the battle will be rewarded."
With that, Tian Chan directly took out a storage bag, inside of which floated countless longevity-increasing immortal pills.
They were all purchased at a high price from Jiang Che.
"All participants will receive 10 inferior-grade longevity pills as a reward. Slaying a first-generation Emperor-level evil spirit rewards 100 longevity pills, slaying a second-generation Emperor-level rewards 300 longevity pills, and slaying a third-generation Emperor-level rewards 500 longevity pills!"
"As for the Evil Gods ranked on the Evil God Pillars, they will be calculated separately—"
Although the Evil Spirit Plane possessed the undying evil spirit power, only the entities on the Evil God Pillars truly possessed the ability of infinite resurrection. Ordinary evil spirit Quasi-Emperors or evil spirit Great Emperors... were at most just hard to kill and had extremely tenacious vitality, which did not mean they could not be killed.
"Palace Master Tian is righteous!!!"
Countless Great Emperors were incredibly excited.
The Great Emperors who came to participate in the battle were almost all existences whose lifespans were nearing exhaustion. They wanted to come and gamble. If they died in battle, they could earn a good reputation, and a domain might even be named after their surname. If they won, they could earn battle merits to exchange for longevity pills.
"Palace Master Tian, in the battle just now, this Emperor killed a total of 5 first-generation Emperor-level evil spirits and 1 second-generation Emperor-level evil spirit."
"I am Wine Immortal Sword Emperor. I just killed a total of 9 first-generation evil spirits, 4 second-generation evil spirits, and 1 third-generation evil spirit..."
"None of you are good enough. This seat killed 11 third-generation evil spirits!!!"
Tian Chan: "......"
Inexplicably, she felt a tightness in her pockets, showing the first signs of trouble.
Weren't these Great Emperors of the Nine Heavens a bit too capable of slaughtering? Did they all come here to farm experience?
No wonder they could beat the evil spirits of the Evil Spirit Plane to the point of throwing away their armor and fleeing.
"Ahem, every fellow Daoist will get their share. My Heavenly Dao Palace will absolutely not shortchange any meritorious contributor."
However, an awkward situation soon occurred!
The pills were actually almost handed out?
She had only bought 1 million inferior-grade longevity pills, 100,000 low-grade longevity pills, and 10,000 mid-grade longevity pills from Jiang Che.
An inferior-grade longevity pill increased lifespan by 1 month, a low-grade longevity pill by 1 year, and a mid-grade longevity pill by a hundred years.
Converted into lifespan, it was equivalent to over ten million inferior-grade longevity pills.
Originally, the inferior and low-grade pills were meant as rewards for the Great Emperors, while the mid-grade longevity pills were battle merit rewards for the immortals.
But now... the Great Emperors of the Nine Heavens were too good at killing. Over ten thousand Great Emperors had killed nearly a hundred thousand Emperor-level evil spirits. One young Emperor with the most prominent battle merits, relying on his half-step immortal cultivation, had single-handedly slaughtered over thirty third-generation Emperor-level evil spirits. His hands were getting soft from taking all the pills.
When the number of inferior-grade pills wasn't enough, low-grade ones were used to substitute! When low-grade ones weren't enough, mid-grade ones were used!
However... it was still not enough!
"Palace Master Tian... how about... I just don't take them?"
"No need. Our Heavenly Dao Palace has already reached an agreement with Young Master Jiang. The refinement efficiency of Young Master Jiang's peerless longevity pills is rather slow and supply falls short of demand. I will urge Young Master Jiang."
Tian Chan took a deep breath. She had lived for twenty thousand years and had almost never told a lie, but today she lied, shifting the blame onto Jiang Che.
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...
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.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
