261: You are unlucky!

Xiao Zhuo focused his mind for a moment, then maxed out all the immortal arts and Divine Abilities he had painstakingly perfected over the years, bringing them to their ultimate Realm.

Finally, the last five million Attribute Points were depleted like sand in an hourglass.

With a thought, the attribute panel appeared before his eyes:

Name: Xiao Zhuo.

Race: Human Race.

Realm: Profound Immortal Peak;

Physical Body: Profound Immortal Peak;

Divine Soul: soul infant ninth-tier Peak;

Divine Sense: High-grade Heavenly Tier (Coverage: Ten thousand li radius);

Physique: Thunder Divine Body; Devouring Divine Body; Innate Blood God Body; Universe Extreme Divine Body;

Cultivation Technique: Free and Natural Heavenly Art Triple Layer (Saint-Grade Low Grade); Taiyi Bright Scripture Minor Achievement (High-grade Heavenly Tier); Remaining Cultivation Technique folded (can be expanded to view)

Great Divine Ability: Weapon of Freedom/Self-Mastery, Limit Broken (High-grade Heavenly Tier); Technique of Freedom/Self-Mastery, Limit Broken (High-grade Heavenly Tier); Limit-Breaking Universe God Step (High-grade Heavenly Tier); Heavenly Illusion Sacred Art Limit Broken (saint-grade high-rank)

Unique Skills: Heavenly Demon Hegemon Body; Heaven-Observing Divine Eye; Heaven and Earth Calamity Weapon; Illusory Dream Space; Illusory Dream Reversal; Remaining Unique Skills folded (can be expanded to view)

Secret Arts: Source Blood; Soul Burning Sacred Method; Soul Slaughtering Sacred Method; Soul Fusing Sacred Method;

Talents: Danger Perception; Innate Divine Strength; Soul Perception; Origin Force Fusion; Blood Manipulation; Space Manipulation; Devouring;

Laws: Soul Law (Great Thousand World) (13/100); Law of Thunder (Great Thousand World) (34/100); Space Law (Great Thousand World) (16/100);

Dao Principles: The Way of Freedom (Minor Achievement);

World: zizai world (embryonic form);

Exotic Flame: Purple Extreme Star Flame;

origin divine weapon: Unnamed;

Attribute Points (Middle Thousand Worlds): 15648.

The changes to the panel were earth-shattering. In addition to the Realm increase, his main Cultivation Technique, Free and Natural Heavenly Art, had successfully fused with the Primordial Chaos Golden Scripture, Purgatory Demonic Body, and Sacred Soul Scripture. It could now simultaneously temper his Physical Body, Divine Soul, and Zizai Immortal Power, making its power far surpass what it was before.

All other Cultivation Techniques and Divine Abilities were also raised to High-grade Heavenly Tier and pushed to their limits by him. Their power was now no less than that of ordinary Golden Immortal techniques.

The Concepts and Domains he had once comprehended had all disappeared.

Xiao Zhuo knew this was an inevitable result of the formation of the embryonic form of his “zizai world” within him.

Those Concepts, Domains, and their core runes had long been completely integrated into this nascent Heaven and Earth during the process of Law evolution into a world.

However, in the panel's assessment, the “zizai world,” which had expanded to be comparable to the size of his previous life's Blue Star, was still only considered an “embryonic form,” not even reaching the threshold of a Minor Thousand Worlds.

While this improvement was immense, it also exhausted all of Xiao Zhuo's accumulated resources over many years. To achieve another leap in a short period was now a luxury.

“It's time.” Xiao Zhuo's gaze turned towards the deep boundary realm sea. “It's time to go to the Demon Realm.”

Xiao Zhuo already had a slight understanding of the Immortal-Demon Realm's structure. The Immortal Realm was overtly governed by the Heavenly Court, which had jurisdiction over the Four Divine Continents and Ten Minor Continents, with the Three Great Sacred Lands existing beyond its control.

Both the Heavenly Court and the Holy Lands had Quasi-Saint powerhouses overseeing them, and legends of Saints even circulated in the Three Great Sacred Lands.

On the Four Divine Continents and Ten Minor Continents, immortal sects and aristocratic families were numerous and deeply entrenched.

With the Heavenly Court suppressing it, the Immortal Realm, though not free from minor disturbances, would not suffer a catastrophic overthrow.

The Demon Realm, however, was completely different; Chaos was its eternal theme.

The Nine Great Abysses each carved out a territory, and their Abyss Lords either allied or opposed each other, acting independently, with constant warfare being the norm.

The change of powers was like a revolving lantern; every day, large or small demonic sects were annihilated, new powers rose, and even the throne of an Abyss Lord was not unbreakable.

The Law of the jungle, where the strong preyed on the weak, was fully demonstrated here.

Xiao Zhuo chose the Demon Realm as his target precisely because he valued its unrestrained, strength-respected environment, which was far superior to the Blood Demon Realm, a Middle Thousand Worlds of demonic Cultivators where order still existed.

Xiao Zhuo continuously tore through space in the boundary realm sea, constructing passages to advance rapidly.

As he got closer to the Immortal-Demon Realm, the surroundings gradually became livelier, and he occasionally encountered Cultivators traveling in boundary realm sea flying ships.

Most of these Cultivators traveled between the Immortal-Demon Realm and its surrounding Middle Thousand Worlds for trade or exploration.

Xiao Zhuo was not surprised by this—it was perfectly normal for merchants and travelers to come and go around the core Great Thousand Realm Domain that governed tens of thousands of light-years of the boundary realm sea.

Spatial ripples spread out behind him in layers, and Xiao Zhuo's figure was like a sharp arrow piercing through the Void Realm.

Ahead, the colossal and unparalleled Immortal-Demon Realm star's outline was already breathtakingly clear.

Even across the vast Void Realm distance, its immense and majestic Aura pressed down on him like a tangible force.

It was not the usual spherical shape of a star, but a gigantic, black and white swirling world, slowly rotating and intertwining like a Yin and Yang fish.

The white region was filled with misty immortal light and auspicious clouds, with faint phantom images of palaces and towers appearing. The black region was shrouded in Devilish Qi, with turbulent dark waves, as if countless abyssal mouths were spewing out Chaos and slaughter.

At the junction of the two colors, it was not clearly demarcated but a chaotic blend, where light and dark intertwined, and energy surged, forming an extremely violent and chaotic boundary realm zone capable of tearing apart ordinary True Immortals—that was the Immortal-Demon Realm Wall!

Beyond the Realm Wall was an even more perilous boundary realm sea storm zone, where violent spatial turbulence and Chaos energy formed a natural barrier. Ordinary boundary realm sea flying ships needed to find specific “Boundary Gates,” either opened by powerful beings or naturally formed, to pass safely.

Xiao Zhuo's speed increased rather than decreased. The power of Space Law surged around him, pushing his Universe Extreme Divine Body to its limit, forcibly tearing open a relatively stable passage through the violent boundary realm sea storm, heading straight into the chaotic Realm Wall area.

Just as he was about to plunge into that light-dark Chaos—

“Rip!”

Three incomparably sharp attacks, carrying strong bloodlust and greedy demonic thoughts, erupted without warning from the shadows of the Realm Wall storm!

One was a gigantic blood-colored claw shadow that tore through the Void Realm, carrying a foul Aura that could corrode an immortal body. Another was a solidified, pitch-black demonic spear, its tip a cold glint aimed directly at the Divine Soul. The last was a silent, yet highly poisonous and soul-bewitching pink miasma that instantly spread, sealing off any space for evasion.

“Hehehehe... another fat sheep delivered to our doorstep! Not bad, not bad, this essence blood and Divine Soul will be enough for us brothers to enjoy for a while!” A hoarse, grating voice, like metal rubbing together, rang out, filled with blatant predatory desire.

Xiao Zhuo's figure suddenly froze. His Universe God Step activated at the critical moment, his figure seemingly merging with space. With a few blinks, he escaped the core range of the attacks, the blood-colored claw shadow and pitch-black demonic spear narrowly missing him.

His gaze was as cold as an icy pond, instantly locking onto the source of the attack—three figures hidden in the shadows of the Realm Wall storm.

The leader was a giant man over ten feet tall, with muscles as gnarled as demonic rock, holding a serrated demonic axe the size of a door. The blood-colored claw shadow he had just casually swung was from him.

Beside him was a scrawny, emaciated old man with deep-set eyes, holding a Myriad soul banner that constantly emitted black smoke and was wrapped in wailing vengeful souls. The pitch-black demonic spear was formed from the malevolent thoughts within the banner.

The last was a voluptuous woman in revealing sheer gauze. She covered her mouth and chuckled, but her eyes held cold calculation. The pink miasma continuously gushed from her sleeve.

Three Immortals!

Their Auras were fierce, and all possessed the cultivation of Heavenly Immortal Realm. They were clearly seasoned bandits who specialized in ambushing lone Cultivators passing through this chaotic region of the Immortal-Demon Realm Wall.

“Leave your toll, or... leave your life!” The giant axe Demon Immortal grinned sinisterly, taking a step forward with his massive demonic body, causing the Void Realm to tremble.

The withered old man ominously shook the Myriad soul banner, and countless wailing vengeful souls flew out, forming a ghostly Domain.

The enchanting woman's eyes were seductive, and her soul-stirring demonic voice, accompanied by the miasma, drilled directly into Xiao Zhuo's Sea of Consciousness: “Little brother, why the need for fighting and killing? Why not... enjoy yourself with big sister?”

Xiao Zhuo's eyes were full of playfulness, and he couldn't help but feel a little pity for the three of them. His appearance hadn't changed, but his Realm, under the disguise of the Heavenly Illusion Sacred Art, was only True Immortal Middle Stage. He hadn't expected these three to treat him as a soft target.

With a slight curve of his lips, he slowly raised his hand. The vast, ocean-like Zizai Immortal Power within him began to surge, and a blade glow, dazzling to the extreme and seemingly capable of severing Laws, slowly condensed at his fingertip.

“Consider yourselves unlucky!”

Before his words finished, that pinpoint of blade glow suddenly erupted!