An Yi and Long Aoyun locked eyes.
The atmosphere of the entire Swastika Realm became eerie.
One was the God of War, Commander Long, revered by millions of citizens in Great Xia!
The other was the boss of a newly risen faction!
It seemed destined that there would be heavy friction between the two.
In just one year, the Asura Sect's power had expanded to a terrifying degree, severely disrupting the balance of the martial arts world in Great Xia.
If they continued to grow...
The Pantheon was an obstacle the Asura Sect could not bypass no matter what.
And the Pantheon would absolutely not allow the Asura Sect to keep growing unchecked.
They had to maintain their absolute leadership in Great Xia!
For a long time, the two great factions had tacitly avoided crossing paths.
But both sides knew that once friction occurred, things wouldn't be so simple.
Lin Chen reached for his Cloud-Splitting Crutch.
Blue-purple sparks of lightning flickered at Bai Xiu's fingertips.
Chen Bing pushed up his black-framed glasses.
Fang Jueming tightened the bandages around his fists.
Tu Langlang loosened his dog leash.
The atmosphere was tense, ready to explode at any moment.
An Yi, however, looked relaxed and said lightly, What are you all standing around for? Go do what you need to do.
Saying this, he brushed past Long Aoyun.
Long Aoyun looked at An Yi's retreating back and raised an eyebrow slightly.
His dragon aura actually had no effect on him at all!
This kid was definitely not as simple as he appeared on the surface.
With a great enemy before us, the Hundred Ghosts Sect is our primary target.
Master Yuanyi stepped forward, smiling to smooth things over.
Cangqiong Daoist pondered and asked doubtfully, I felt the ground trembling just now. The reinforcements from the Hundred Ghosts Sect outside...
The powerful ground tremors could be felt even within the Swastika Realm.
This was simply not something human power could achieve.
It's already over.
Long Aoyun said in a breezy, nonchalant manner.
The deputy leader of the Law Enforcement Bureau, Hu Quan, stepped forward and said earnestly, We still have to thank Commander Long for stepping in.
Good news had come from the frontlines!
All fifty thousand demonic beasts of the Hundred Ghosts Sect had been bombed to death by missiles.
The Law Enforcement Bureau's ability to mobilize those weapons had a lot to do with Long Aoyun's intervention.
The God of War of Great Xia, and also the Empire's Commander Long!
This is the credit of your Law Enforcement Bureau. The real tough battle is next, so everyone, be prepared.
Long Aoyun stepped out of the Swastika Realm, leaving everyone with an aloof and arrogant figure from behind.
Be careful of this guy!
Long Aoxue's voice suddenly rang out from the storage space.
Her voice carried a hint of wariness.
What's wrong?
An Yi asked curiously.
He's exceptionally strong. I'm a little scared.
Long Aoxue answered honestly.
This was an oppressive feeling originating from the bloodline!
An Yi raised an eyebrow.
This Long Aotian indeed had some connection to Long Aoxue!
This kid's bloodline has reverted to his ancestors!
On the other side, Long Tianyuan's aged voice came from Lin Chen's jade pendant.
Lin Chen pondered and asked, Elder Long, do you know this guy?
Long Tianyuan's voice carried a bit of teasing, but also a bit of pride, He is my grandson!
Lin Chen: ...
Observing Long Aoyun through the jade pendant, Long Tianyuan became increasingly satisfied.
Generally speaking, bloodlines would dilute over time.
However, Long Aoyun was a counterexample!
His bloodline had awakened, and even compared to himself, it was not the least bit weaker.
Atavism, this situation was extremely rare, but not impossible!
Has the Golden Sarira been found?
Master Yuanyi asked.
All the martial monks of Heavenly Dragon Temple shook their heads in unison.
We've searched Heimu's body all over, and there's no Golden Sarira.
One of the martial monks said, his brows furrowed tightly into a knot.
The Golden Sarira was the ultimate treasure of Heavenly Dragon Temple; it absolutely could not be lost!
A smile curled up at the corner of An Yi's mouth.
The person who stole the Golden Sarira was none other than him.
While everyone was fighting, he had long known that Hu Mei'er's goal was the Golden Sarira.
Therefore, he had taken out the evil ghost mask and used his invisibility skill.
With an advantage of just a few seconds ahead of Heimu, he snatched the Golden Sarira, directly stored it in his storage space, and successfully made Heimu take the blame.
He had already completed the system quest.
He gained Evil Points, received the quest reward, and even gained an extra Gold Spirit Vein in his body!
The Golden Sarira could now be returned to its rightful owner.
After all, he had stolen it, and the quest was done; putting it back shouldn't be an issue.
Ahem! The Golden Sarira...
An Yi coughed lightly and took the Golden Sarira out of his storage space.
However, right at this moment, the Golden Sarira turned into a streak of light and merged into the palm of An Yi's hand.
Following the newly formed Gold Spirit Vein, it instantly entered his body and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
An Yi was dumbfounded!
This Golden Sarira actually just went inside like that.
Noticing everyone's gazes turning toward him, An Yi braced himself and continued, The Golden Sarira... is a matter of great importance! We must get to the bottom of this.
Feeling the power wandering through his meridians, An Yi was truly confused.
The Golden Sarira swirled in his meridians and had already merged into one with him.
At the same time, a massive amount of Gold spiritual energy surged in, and his strength was constantly growing.
It instantly pushed him to the peak of the Spirit Gathering stage...
However, An Yi's strength growth did not stop; it kept on increasing.
Bang!
It felt as if a shackle in his body had been broken, bringing an indescribable, subtle sensation!
An Yi flexed his fingers, feeling this long-lost sense of power.
Now, he was already at the early stage of Heavenly Dipper!
Although the operating speed of the Golden Sarira had slowed down, it was still running continuously.
Well, crap, there's absolutely no way to return this thing now.
An Yi's mouth twitched as he sighed inwardly.
He couldn't be blamed for this; it wasn't that he didn't want to return it!
Grandmaster, I suggest sealing off the Swastika Realm. The Golden Sarira must still be here!
A scruffy-bearded martial monk said in a loud voice.
Right, we must find the Golden Sarira.
The rest of the martial monks also kept clamoring.
The fact that their Heavenly Dragon Temple could have so many Void Stage experts was all thanks to the nourishment of this Golden Sarira.
It was no exaggeration to call it the number one treasure of Heavenly Dragon Temple.
Now that it was lost just like that, how could they let it go!
Seeing this situation, An Yi instantly decided it was better to keep his mouth shut.
There was no way to take the Golden Sarira out anymore.
If he confessed that it was on him, these monks would definitely burn him at the stake to get it out.
Ji Sheng, Ji Ran, let it be!
Master Yuanyi smiled and said, Abstain from anger, ignorance, and greed. Overly pursuing power will make you lose yourselves.
What Master says is right.
The bearded monk felt deeply ashamed and quickly performed a Buddhist salute.
Heavenly Dragon Temple is a place for monks to cultivate. Power and slaughter are absolutely not the intentions of Buddhism.
Master Yuanyi said slowly, with his hands behind his back.
Beside him, Ji Chen looked solemn and fell deep into thought.
Destiny rises and falls. Everything has its own predestined course in the unseen world, there is no need to force it.
As he spoke, Master Yuanyi stepped out of the Swastika Realm.
The other martial monks of Heavenly Dragon Temple followed suit.
Lin Chen put away his Cloud-Splitting Crutch, looked at An Yi beside him, and frowned slightly, Are you alright?
An Yi swallowed the blood welling up in his throat, wiped a trace of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, and said, I'm doing great, my body is in top shape, nothing's wrong at all!
The power of this Golden Sarira was truly overbearing!
His current body actually couldn't withstand the impact of this tyrannical force.
Right now, his internal organs were left riddled with scars from the onslaught of the Gold spiritual energy.
Fortunately, thanks to his Undying Martial Physique, his injuries continuously healed, managing to keep pace with the destructive power of the Golden Relic.
But at the same time, his strength was still steadily growing...
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
