Chapter 244: Chapter 130: Tianqi Emperor Xue

A mighty Core Formation Great Cultivator, even as a mere remnant soul, was far more powerful than any ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator. Yet he had suffered a disastrous failure in this tiny Book Collection Martial Pavilion.

The Ghost-faced Master could have never imagined it; he, a mighty Extreme Cultivation Demon Child, would fall at the hands of a mere Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer Tributor...

"You’re not Chu Shan at all! Who the hell are you?!"

"Let me go!"

"I’ll take you as my adopted son! I’ll teach you the mighty Dao of Immortality, enabling you to fight Foundation Establishment cultivators while you’re still in the Qi Cultivation Realm. I guarantee you’ll reach the Foundation Establishment Realm within three years!"

The Ghost-faced Master roared relentlessly from within the Burial Coffin.

In response to this,

Su Chen simply sipped his tea, his eyes showing not the slightest ripple of emotion.

’Foundation Establishment? He had been able to kill cultivators at that level long ago.’

’There was no sense in cultivating backwards.’

Moreover,

’My path to the Foundation Establishment Realm is already paved. It will be the strongest possible—Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment. Why would I need to achieve some third-rate Foundation Establishment Realm?’

"JIE JIE JIE."

"To dare provoke him... you must have a death wish."

The Burial Coffin’s blood-red eye opened, letting out a strange, cackling laugh. It had already begun using its methods to wear down the Core Formation Great Cultivator’s soul.

Before long,

Ghost Face’s consciousness would vanish, leaving only a pure Soul Crystal. In the Eastern Domain, this was a priceless Supreme Treasure—a rare and precious treasure that could help someone ascend to Core Formation.

"Let’s talk this over."

"We can discuss anything..."

Ghost Face panicked.

After a long moment,

just as despair began to set in,

Su Chen finally spoke from within the Book Collection Martial Pavilion, asking slowly,

"Do you know of a person called Void?"

HUMMM!

Inside the Burial Coffin, all resistance vanished.

Ghost Face was dumbfounded, falling into a deathly silence.

’How is this possible!’

’Void... Wasn’t that name erased from the Eastern Domain World long ago? Why would someone still remember it...’

At that moment, a terrifying guess surfaced in his mind.

"Who... are you?!"

Ghost Face asked, trembling.

Ten years ago, a spy he had planted in the Five Great Sects sent back a piece of terrifying intelligence! A Small Human World had given birth to a terrifying Extreme Realm True Dragon.

Great Extreme Realm! Wish of All Living Beings! Upon ascending to immortality, he had slain an ordinary combatant at the Foundation Establishment Post Realm from the Demon Profound Sect.

To this,

they had scoffed, not believing a single word.

In the Mountain Sea Realm, with its dazzlingly dense High-level Spiritual Energy, it was already extremely difficult to produce even a few cultivators in the Great Extreme Realm, let alone someone who had completed the Wish of All Living Beings ritual—a path that was practically unheard of.

An Extreme Realm True Dragon? It was the most absurd joke in the world.

No one understood the difficulty of birthing an Extreme Realm True Dragon better than they, the true Extreme Cultivators. For one to be born in a Small Human World, of all places, was even more impossible.

However,

soon after, a group of people from that Small Human World ascended one after another. In just ten short years, every single one of them had made a name for themselves in the Eastern Domain, their exceptional talents on full display, earning great renown. Only then did they begin to take the report, which their spy had risked death to send, seriously.

But it was too late.

Even though some among that group had reached the Golden Core Realm within those ten years, they still ended up either dead or missing.

Even the traces of their existence were wiped from the world by the Giants of the Five Great Sects using Great Divine Techniques.

Logically speaking,

even those who had personally experienced those events should not have retained any memory of them.

"Who am I?"

Su Chen whispered. A dragon’s shadow coiled around his Profound Robe. Under the moonlight, his long, dark hair drifted in the wind. He looked up, as if recalling scene after scene from the World in the Palm.

"They called me the Extreme Realm True Dragon, the Extreme Realm Demon Dragon..."

BOOM!

At that moment, Ghost Face’s expression changed drastically. He was horrified beyond belief. Even through the Burial Coffin, he could clearly sense a terrifying Extreme Cultivator aura erupting.

’No.’

’It’s like meeting a natural predator.’

’Extreme Realm Immortals feed on Immortals! But the figure before me is an Extreme Realm Immortal among Extreme Realm Immortals... He... can feed on Extreme Cultivators.’

"No!"

"We can talk about this!"

"Come with me to the Extreme Realm Heaven on the Celestial War Battlefield! You’ll surely become a supreme successor! You’ll command the Ten Great Demons, second to one, above all others..."

Ghost Face was panicked. Utterly panicked.

The next moment,

a terrifying suction force emerged.

’He was all too familiar with it.’

’Once upon a time, he had devoured countless Immortal Dao Cultivators in just this way!’

Now...

’it was his turn.’

"If you won’t talk, I’ll see for myself."

At that moment, Ghost Face wanted to tell Su Chen everything he wanted to know, but he could no longer speak. Inside the Burial Coffin, he slowly faded away.

He had been eaten.

In his place,

the dragon shadow on Su Chen’s Profound Robe expanded rapidly.

Originally, there were only four or five Dragon Patterns!

Now, in an instant, there were nine!

A tenth was even beginning to form a faint outline...

"Hm!?"

The Artifact Spirit Little Man from the Palm-sized Immortal Pavilion witnessed the entire event, dumbfounded. He couldn’t for the life of him figure out how a Foundation Establishment cultivator could devour a Core Formation True Soul.

"In times of chaos, Demons are sure to appear."

The Artifact Spirit Little Man stared at Su Chen in terror, then, with a newfound sense of self-preservation, dove into the Burial Coffin.

A long time later,

in the Book Collection Martial Pavilion,

Su Chen slowly opened his eyes. It was a Core Formation True Soul, after all; he could only refine it slowly. But the good thing was, he had learned what he wanted to know.

’So, some of them had been eliminated, and others had gone missing.’

’Zhuo was exiled to the Celestial War Battlefield by the Demon Profound Sect. He eventually returned, but the one who came back was no longer him.’

’It was all to eliminate the possibility of him, the Extreme Realm True Dragon, escaping the Palm of the Human World.’

"So it was because of me?"

"Sigh!"

Su Chen sighed.

He had no heart, yet he could feel a strange emotion welling up inside him—something he seemed to have never felt before. It seemed to be called sorrow.

It was just that,

the Five Great Sects had no idea their Severed Communication was full of holes. It couldn’t seal off the Palm of the Human World at all.

He had already gotten out long ago!

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