The Holy Lord was the master of the Holy Domain's Divine Capital. Rumor had it that he possessed the strength of a True God. However, he had never revealed his true cultivation, making it hard for others to fathom.
The five super factions all revered this person.
However, this person only appeared in the Faux God World, never in the Great Thousand Realms. Rumor had it that time flowed too quickly in the Great Thousand Realms. He could only extend his life in the Faux God World. This person no longer cared about mundane matters.
Now, even the Holy Domain's Divine Capital was managed by the five super factions. He would not ask about anything.
The Holy Lord was mysterious and low-profile, so low-profile that others overlooked his existence. However, when he appeared, everyone revered him, suddenly remembering that he was the true master of the Holy Domain's Divine Capital.
At the top floor of the Trial Tower, the Holy Lord wore a mask, hiding his appearance and expression.
The reason why he had appeared at this moment was because he was the only one who could open the eighty-first layer that sealed Paradise.
"Greetings, Holy Lord."
Everyone revered the Holy Lord. The powerhouses of the various super factions performed cupped-fist salutes.
The Holy Lord nodded slightly. Then, he stretched out a hand and gently tapped the air.
A spot of black light appeared. In that instant, the black light expanded into a black whirlpool. It looked like a black hole that could suck in one's soul essence, appearing very mysterious.
Soon, this black hole expanded continuously, turning into a huge whirlpool.
The people present all felt somewhat anxious and nervous. Paradise was filled with many uncertainties. No one knew what fortuitous encounter they would obtain in the end.
It was this uncertainty that filled everyone with anxiety and anticipation.
The disciples of the five super factions — Bushin Palace, the Profound Heaven Holy Land, the Hidden Spirit Temple, the Universe Origin Sect, and the Heavenly Alliance — all stared at the black hole like they were possessed.
"The seal has already been opened. If there is any danger, everyone can withdraw at any time."
The Holy Lord's aged voice rang out. Then, he withdrew silently, his whereabouts unknown.
Perhaps he had already gone to the True God Palace, or perhaps he was hiding somewhere, watching with the crowd.
"Go, then."
Whoosh! "
No one knew who started it, but the false Emperors of the various super factions took the lead, unwilling to fall behind, wanting to be the first to enter Paradise.
The Heavenly Alliance's people were at the very end, slightly inferior.
Those who could enter the Void God Realm were all elites among elites. Everyone here was an elite among elites. In the Great Thousand Domains, they could all be called heavenly geniuses. The scene of over a thousand outstanding talents moving out at the same time was truly spectacular.
This was especially so for the leaders. They were all false Emperors infinitely close to Divine Vein Realm Sovereign Emperors. All of them showed off their sharpness, looking boundlessly elegant.
Mu Zifeng looked around and revealed some helplessness in his eyes. Originally, he thought that he might be able to see Xiao Chen appear at the last moment.
But now, it seemed that the rumor about Xiao Chen's injury was indeed true.
"Looks like that kid is really crippled."
Mu Yunzhu had not moved at all. His sharp eyes flashed like lightning as he stared at the surroundings. As long as Xiao Chen revealed a trace of his aura, he would be able to detect it in an instant.
For this day, he had waited for a very, very long time. For more than five years, every day felt like a year. Every day was doubled in bitter cultivation.
Mu Yunzhu had been waiting for the day when he could openly trample on Xiao Chen.
After the events of five years ago in the Ice Fire Wasteland spread, Mu Yunzhu, Bai Yunfei, and the others became the laughingstock of the Faux God World's disciples.
Many half-step Sovereign Emperors, princes of various empires, and Noble Clans' scions had been fooled by a Heavenly Alliance disciple.
Paradise was an excellent opportunity for Mu Yunzhu to prove himself. However, Xiao Chen did not show up.
Damn it! I finally managed to condense Divine Energy after much difficulty, and you actually lost just like that.
Mu Yunzhu cursed in his heart, unable to wait for Xiao Chen. Then, his figure flashed, and a profound light filled the air as he flew towards the entrance.
Like Mu Yunzhu, Bai Yunfei, Xiao Hou Zun, and Fang Shaobai waited for a long time before flying towards the black whirlpool in disappointment.
…
Fiend Cloud Hall:
A person lay on the white jade bed where Fiendish Saber Xi Mu cultivated. This person's body was covered in bandages, including his face. Only a pair of tightly shut eyes could be seen.
A faint medicinal fragrance spread throughout the entire room. That was the fragrance of the Primal Chaos Heaven Replenishing Ointment on the bandages.
The Primal Chaos Heaven Replenishing Ointment could allow a Faux God to reconstruct the physical body. Yet, it was used on a Sovereign Personage.
If others saw this, they would definitely exclaim how unfortunate it was for wasting a heavenly treasure.
Lu Benwei sat cross-legged outside the white jade bed, cultivating with his eyes closed.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, without any warning, Xiao Chen opened his eyes.
Xiao Chen's eyes appeared listless as he stared at the ceiling. He looked like he had just woken up from a dream or like he had yet to savor the gentleness of the dream.
Xiao Chen did not move for a long time. He had a dream.
He dreamed of returning to Qingyun Peak. The beautiful days of the past appeared in his dream. Dreams were wondrous, like the most fragrant wine, intoxicating and infatuating. In the mirage of the wine cup light, Xiao Chen only hoped that he would never wake up, that the night would never end, that dawn would never come. He continued drinking like that.
However, Xiao Chen was awake in the dream. The hand that held the wine cup trembled forever.
Because of pain!
Even the most beautiful dream in the world could not make Xiao Chen smile happily or ease the pain in his heart. After Xiao Chen drank enough wine and saw enough of his memories, he opened his eyes and returned to reality.
What is the point of all my martial arts?
Xiao Chen, who had been watching coldly in the dream, already had an answer. All my martial arts were hope, persistence, and struggle.
Without these martial arts, I would not even have met Liu Ruyue. My heart would have turned to ashes.
Compared to heartache and heartbreak, a heart of ashes was more despairing.
At least I still have a dream, a goal to strive for and pursue. Many people in this world do not even have a goal.
For example, Fiendish Saber Xi Mu. He was a peak Faux God with all his martial arts. However, his heart died long ago.
Sparks slowly lit up in Xiao Chen's listless eyes. A strong fighting spirit surged in his heart. Then, he clenched his right fist tightly, and a determined light appeared in his eyes.
"Whoosh!"
Lu Benwei, who was at the side, seemed to sense this gaze, so he suddenly opened his eyes.
Indeed, it was Xiao Chen. He had already woken up.
Xiao Chen looked at the bandages on his hands and body. After some thought, he wanted to tear them off.
"You can't do that. You have not completely absorbed this Primal Chaos Heaven Replenishing Ointment yet. You cannot tear them off now. The internal injuries this time are even more damaging to your body than Berserking Qi Deviation. If not for Master giving you the Primal Chaos Heaven Replenishing Ointment, you would not have recovered so quickly. "
Lu Benwei's voice rang out, stopping Xiao Chen.
The Primal Chaos Heaven Replenishing Ointment?
No wonder. No wonder Xiao Chen felt like he was in a medicinal spring. His entire body felt warm and indescribably comfortable.
"Where is Senior?"
Xiao Chen felt warmth in his heart. He wanted to find Xi Mu and thank him.
Lu Benwei smiled and said, "Given Master's temper, I don't think he will see you. It's good that you woke up. Back then, I nearly thought that you would never wake up again."
When Xiao Chen heard that, he felt somewhat guilty. He said apologetically, "Many thanks, Big Brother Lu, for saving my life."
Although Xi Mu had saved Xiao Chen, he would have died in his state at that time without Lu Benwei.
"How many days was I asleep?" Xiao Chen asked.
"Exactly three days."
Perhaps this was the will of the heavens. Perhaps Xiao Chen never thought of giving up from the start to the end. He had always remembered Paradise's trial in the depths of his heart.
If Xiao Chen did not wake up on this day, he would truly give up. He would never wake up again, remaining a coward his entire life.
If Xiao Chen did not even believe in his martial arts, what was the point of living?
Xiao Chen believed that one day, he would return to the Divine Dragon Empire and take back everything he lost.
He was filled with pride and would never give up!
"Can I make it in time?"
Xiao Chen did not say when, but Lu Benwei naturally understood what Xiao Chen meant. After some thought, he said, "Logically speaking, there is no hope. The passageway that the Holy Lord opened is slowly shrinking. However, I have a way. Come with me. "
Xiao Chen got off the bed and wanted to put on the Alloy Battle Armor.
However, he helplessly discovered that the bandages mixed with the Primal Chaos Heaven Replenishing Ointment covered him in layers. There was no way to put on Alloy gloves.
He could not even use his storage ring. Once he used it, it would tear the bandages, causing the bandages to tear and the medicinal effects to leak out.
Left without a choice, Xiao Chen picked up the white bedsheet and casually wrapped it around himself like a cloak.
Strong winds howled at the summit of the mountain where the clouds were like a sea.
Strong winds blew as Xiao Chen wrapped himself in bandages. The bedsheet swayed in the strong wind, looking rather strange.
However, Lu Benwei did not care. He pointed into the distance of the cloud sea and said, "Do you see that? That is the entrance to the Paradise True Body."
Xiao Chen looked over and saw a frightening black hole in the distance. It was like a black dot appearing at the limits of his vision.
That black hole was shrinking bit by bit. With his speed, he would not be able to reach it before it ended.
"Who is the fastest in the Great Thousand Realms?"
"The Great Roc."
"That's right. Have you heard of the saying, 'The Great Roc soars with the wind one day, soaring for forty-five thousand kilometers? Where does this wind come from?' I once traveled outside and obtained an ancient inheritance called Great Gale Force. Only then did I realize that without wind, the Great Roc cannot fly. I have never tested this Palm Technique before. There are many space-time tears at the summit of this mountain range. I cannot guarantee that you can pass through safely. Do you dare to receive this palm strike of mine? "
Lu Benwei looked at Xiao Chen, secretly storing up power. He knew the answer in Xiao Chen's heart and was just waiting for him to speak.
"Do you think that I will give up?"
"Hahaha! In that case, I will give you the power of the Great Roc to help you ride the wind."
Lu Benwei reared his head back and laughed, his laughter shaking the sky. A strong wind howled like a horrifying wave, and a boundless aura gathered behind him.
This wind seemed like it would flip over the sky and ground.
"Big! Wind! Force! "
An even more boundless howl resounded in the vast world, accompanied by an ancient and shocking roar. Lu Benwei's palm strike landed on Xiao Chen's body.
"Boom!" Xiao Chen instantly entered the cloud sea.
The vast cloud sea was boundlessly vast. Xiao Chen was like a drop of rain entering it, not causing any ripples at all.
However, suddenly, the world shook. Even the Holy Domain's Divine Capital started shaking.
The many Faux Gods could not help looking over. Their expressions changed. They saw the sky turn pitch-black, and a strong aura charged at the Trial Tower.
"A Great Roc!"
This startled several Faux Gods. When they looked over, they thought that a Great Roc really appeared in the Faux God World.
Then, a figure flew out of the vast cloud sea. This figure wore a white cloak and spread his arms, looking like a Great Roc covering the sky. He carried an overwhelming aura. In the blink of an eye, this figure crossed five million kilometers. Just as the black whirlpool was about to close, he turned into a beam of flowing light.
He turned into a streak of light, carrying pride and stubbornness. Wrapped in a bedsheet, he rushed in, ignoring the gazes of the world.
The Great Roc soared with the wind, soaring forty-five thousand kilometers.
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