Ze Guan gazed at the city in the distance and explained, “That’s where the Black Moon Clan is stationed. Under their control, nearly every race on the Northern Underworld Continent has a Black Moon Clan outpost within its territory.”
“The location of the Battlefield of the Gods is inside that small city,” Xu Mu said, pointing into the distance.
“Good. Let’s go.”
Ze Guan put on his black robe, his voice calm and cold. “In any case, there aren’t many experts stationed there. We’ll kill them all, and the news won’t be able to spread.”
Upon hearing this, Bai Shanh u’s amber eyes narrowed slightly.
This world really was the same everywhere. Even the four great races, who were allies in name, showed no mercy when treasures were involved.
The others also donned black robes and headed toward the small city.
A small city like this was mainly used to relay information. It was about the size of an ordinary village.
Once they arrived, Xu Mu used his perception to clearly sense that most of the people around them were members of the Black Moon Clan.
There weren’t many—roughly fifty.
“Xu Mu, I hope you’re not lying to me. Otherwise, you’ll regret it.”
As soon as Ze Guan finished speaking, he raised both hands. Countless blue fireballs flew out from his body in every direction.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
All the surrounding buildings were destroyed, and the Black Moon Clan members nearby were struck by the fireballs and burned to blackened corpses.
Ze Guan led the way, moving like an exterminator. Whenever a member of the Black Moon Clan appeared, they were killed without exception.
Although the four great races possessed many experts, the Black Moon Clan had far too many branches like this scattered across the Northern Underworld Continent. As a result, the people stationed here were not particularly strong.
Still, Ze Guan felt that things could not be so simple. If the Battlefield of the Gods was truly here, then there had to be an expert guarding it.
However, that expert should be inside the ruins. If they were outside, they would be far too conspicuous.
At last, everyone arrived at the center of the area. Along the road behind them lay nothing but charred corpses.
Before entering the ruins, Ze Guan closed his eyes and carefully sensed his surroundings to make sure that no survivors remained.
Only then did he take the initiative to enter the ruins.
The others behind him followed him inside.
Xu Mu grabbed Chen Xuan and Bai Shanh u by the hands and drew formations on the backs of their hands.
Bai Shanh u became somewhat uncomfortable when Xu Mu suddenly took her hand.
She had initially wanted to pull away, but then she noticed the formation.
“This is a voice-transmission formation. If anything happens, speak into it. I’ll be able to hear you within ten kilometers.”
Xu Mu did not say the words aloud. Instead, he transmitted them directly into Bai Shanh u’s ear.
Bai Shanh u’s heart filled with emotion.
[Affection +10]
He had clearly told Xu Mu not to risk his life for her, yet Xu Mu was still willing to help her.
“Don’t fight once we’re inside. There are top-level experts in there.”
Xu Mu looked at Bai Shanh u.
“All right.”
Bai Shanh u nodded firmly.
After the three of them entered together, they discovered that only a fifth-stage expert was guarding the ruins.
Meanwhile, Ze Guan had already led the others toward the buildings deep within the ruins.
There was indeed something suspicious about this place. If it were an ordinary branch, they would never have sent a fifth-stage expert to guard it.
Ze Guan looked into the distance. The space around him suddenly compressed, and he shot forward in an instant.
Boom!
Blue flames erupted, transforming into a massive storm that completely obliterated the buildings.
The fifth-stage Black Moon Clan expert inside spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backward uncontrollably and crashed into a hillside at the very depths of the ruins.
He looked up at the black-robed figure flying toward him and roared furiously, “Are you from the Nine Nether Clan? How dare you violate the rules!”
“Listen to yourself. Once you’re dead, won’t there be no one left to know that I violated the rules?”
Ze Guan compressed the space once more and appeared in front of the Black Moon Clan expert in the blink of an eye.
The man had no intention of fighting. Instead, he immediately flew toward a stone stele deeper inside.
Whoosh!
Ze Guan sent out a beam of light that pierced through the fifth-stage expert.
However, the instant the man touched the distant stone stele, he vanished from the ruins.
A surge of delight appeared in Ze Guan’s eyes. There were ruins within the ruins. Perhaps this really was the Battlefield of the Gods.
He immediately gave chase.
Xu Mu and the others followed close behind and entered through the stone stele as well.
The moment they arrived inside, they saw enormous fragments suspended in the distant sky.
The fragments blotted out the heavens and the earth, causing the plants and trees beneath their shadow to be far smaller than those elsewhere.
When Ze Guan spotted the fifth-stage expert in the distance, he compressed space once again and appeared behind him in an instant.
“You can go to hell now!”
Whoosh!
Several streaks of blue flame shot out like arrows and pierced through the man’s body.
At that moment, a terrifying aura suddenly descended from the sky.
Ze Guan raised his head and looked at the old man high above. His expression changed drastically.
“Ninth stage!”
“What?”
Su Yuewei’s face also turned pale.
None of them had doubted Xu Mu before. It was not unusual for the Battlefield of the Gods to be guarded by a ninth-stage expert.
“Ze Ting, run!”
Ze Guan shouted hurriedly.
He knew his own limits. A seventh-stage peak cultivator like him was utterly courting death here in the presence of a ninth-stage expert.
“Trying to run? You Nine Nether Clan members are truly audacious. How dare you come to the Black Moon Clan’s territory and seize our Battlefield of the Gods!”
The old man in the sky raised both hands. Countless crescent-moon attacks descended like a raging tide.
Ze Guan quickly raised his hand.
“Nine Nether Vortex!”
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Blue qi suddenly appeared above his head, transforming into a massive vortex with a radius of a thousand meters.
The vortex possessed a terrifying suction force and swallowed all the crescent-moon attacks.
By then, Ze Guan had already grabbed his daughter. Just as he was preparing to flee, he suddenly noticed that Xu Mu and the other two were running deeper into the ruins.
They had no intention of leaving.
“Damn it!”
Ze Guan’s expression gradually darkened. If he fled just like this, wouldn’t he become the one who took all the blame?
He had endured the Black Moon Clan’s attacks, only to let Xu Mu and the others take the treasure.
He couldn’t accept that!
With this thought, he threw the daughter in his arms aside and continued flying toward the Battlefield of the Gods above.
Battlefields of the Gods usually possessed extremely terrifying formations. Even ninth-stage experts might die within them.
As long as he could reach the battlefield, perhaps everything would resolve itself.
The ninth-stage elder of the Black Moon Clan immediately chased after Ze Guan. A seventh-stage peak expert was too troublesome to leave unchecked.
As for the other weaklings nearby, even if they entered the battlefield, they absolutely would not be able to leave alive.
Xu Mu noticed that the ninth-stage expert from the Black Moon Clan had indeed gone after Ze Guan.
He immediately transmitted a message to Chen Xuan and Bai Shanh u, telling them to come closer.
“Let’s go!”
Xu Mu grabbed the two of them and flew toward the sky.
He continuously used Cloudstep, and whenever he was about to fall, he compressed the air.
Xu Mu stepped onto the air as if it were solid ground, then launched himself upward once more.
At last, he reached the gravitational range of the Battlefield of the Gods and landed in a forest.
[Affection +20]
Bai Shanh u was completely stunned. If she had not followed Xu Mu, her legs would have gone weak with fear the moment she saw a ninth-stage expert.
“We should be safe for the time being.”
Bai Shanh u looked around and let out a sigh of relief.
“Safe? I’m afraid that remains to be seen.”
Xu Mu looked into the distance and said in a deep voice.
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
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.
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!
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.
