118: Yuan Chu wiped out Chu Sheng

As her words fell.

She raised a hand and tapped a finger on Ye Lian's brow, transmitting a Ninth-Grade Immortal Scripture into her Sea of Consciousness.

Immortal Scriptures were ranked from one to nine, with nine being the highest.

A Ninth-Grade Immortal Scripture was already one of the Peak Cultivation Techniques in this Universe.

Ye Lian's pupils shook violently.

A Ninth-Grade Immortal Scripture?!

It really was a Ninth-Grade Immortal Scripture.

With this technique, reaching the Immortal King Realm would be effortless for her.

She subconsciously looked at Di Yunshu. How could a Major Thousand World possibly possess a Ninth-Grade Immortal Scripture?

Moreover, looking at Di Yunshu's demeanor, it seemed as if this Ninth-Grade Immortal Scripture was not even worth mentioning.

Terrifyingly formidable!

With enough talent, she might even have a chance to Cultivate to the Immortal Emperor Realm based on this scripture alone!

This Dynasty was so mysterious.

In an instant, she felt a surge of deep curiosity toward that never-before-seen His Majesty Emperor Yan.

Di Yunshu withdrew her hand, a flash of confidence in her eyes.

To be able to achieve Immortal Ascension, almost all Cultivators understood the principle that strength reigned supreme.

To achieve this goal, everything else was insignificant!

As for that trace of affection between Ye Lian and Chu Sheng, it was merely a trace.

At this moment, Ling Long approached Ye Lian and took her hand. With tears in her eyes and a firm gaze, she said, "Revered Master, please stay."

"His Majesty is truly wonderful."

"I also hope to see Revered Master often."

Ye Lian felt the warmth of Ling Long's palm and saw the expectation in her eyes. Recalling everything Di Yunshu had shown her, this Taiyan Immortal Court, the Five Evolutions True Realm, and the impact of the Ninth-Grade Immortal Scripture in her mind...

The dam in her heart that had held firm for thousands of years finally developed a crack.

After a long while, she let out a long breath.

The struggle and confusion in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by the calm of a made-up mind, even carrying a hint of anticipation she hadn't noticed herself.

She looked up at Di Yunshu, her voice somewhat dry: "If I betray the Burial Sword Sect like this..."

"Even an Immortal King can be killed," Di Yunshu interrupted directly.

Regardless of whether they could be killed, she had to get Ye Lian to stay first.

She added another sentence: "To tell you the truth, His Majesty is a Reincarnation of a God. In this life, he will surely return to the Peak and rule for eternity."

Ye Lian's mind shook once again. No wonder Di Yunshu had a Ninth-Grade Immortal Scripture; it must have been given to her by His Majesty Emperor Yan.

In that case, everything made sense.

A God... a legendary Reincarnation of a God. His Majesty Emperor Yan was actually such a terrifying existence.

For a moment, Ye Lian's heart surged with passion.

The last bit of unease also gradually dissipated.

However, she still maintained the reserve a woman should have and spoke clearly: "I want to meet His Majesty Emperor Yan first."

Di Yunshu broke into a smile, beautiful enough to topple cities: "His Majesty has been waiting for the Fairy for a long time. Sister Ling Long, let us bring Fairy Ye Lian over."

Ling Long stepped forward to take Ye Lian's arm and said with a bright smile: "Revered Master, follow me."

Afterward, flanked by Di Yunshu and Ling Long, Ye Lian walked toward the Chenhua Palace.

Many years later.

When Ye Lian's memories awakened and she remembered that she had climbed into Di Yan's bed because of a mere ordinary Cultivation Technique, she gave herself a slap in anger and helplessness.

Then, she demanded ten thousand years' worth of mental distress compensation from Di Yan.

Meanwhile.

In the starry sky.

Chu Sheng looked around, still in shock, before boundless rage and humiliation surged into his heart.

"Who is it? Hiding your head and showing your tail, get out here!" he shouted sharply, immortal sword in hand, Sword Qi traversing ten million miles, tearing through the starry sky.

"To be disrespectful to my sisters is to be executed." A voice containing supreme majesty echoed in the starry sky.

Immediately after, a figure shrouded in Chaos aura stepped out from the Void Realm.

It was the Dao Incarnation of the Five Evolutions Great Thousand World, Yuan Chu, whose cultivation had reached the Late Stage of the Earth Immortal Realm.

"Late Stage Earth Immortal? You dare stop me?" Chu Sheng was first stunned, then sensed Yuan Chu's Realm. Although surprised by the uniqueness of her aura, he relied on his Heavenly Immortal cultivation and didn't take her seriously.

He waved his hand, and sword light like a reversed heavenly river slashed toward Yuan Chu.

Yuan Chu remained expressionless and lightly raised a jade-like hand.

"Suppress."

Within the Five Evolutions Great Thousand World, her words were law!

The Dao of the entire Star Domain transformed into invisible shackles, layering over Chu Sheng's Sword Qi and further compressing his immortal body and Primordial Spirit.

Chu Sheng discovered in horror that he seemed to be fighting against the entire Major Thousand World!

Every attack from the opponent drew upon the vast power of the world. Even though her Realm was lower than his, her power was boundless, and her level of Dao completely crushed him!

"Impossible! What kind of monster are you?!" Chu Sheng roared, utilizing everything he had learned. Sword arts, divine abilities, and secret techniques appeared one after another, shattering the starry sky.

However, Yuan Chu remained invincible. Her attacks seemed simple, yet they embodied the ultimate simplicity of the Dao, always striking first by moving second, dismantling all of Chu Sheng's methods with absolute power.

In just a few dozen rounds, Chu Sheng was already in a life-and-death situation, his immortal sword shattered and blood spitting from his mouth.

"No! I am a Peak Master of the Burial Sword Sect! You cannot kill me!" Chu Sheng felt the fear of death and screamed hoarsely.

Yuan Chu's eyes were indifferent, without a ripple: "Those who offend the Emperors Might shall be slain, be they immortals or Gods."

She formed seals with her hands, invoking the power of the Five Evolutions True Realm's Origin, which transformed into a spectral image of a Chaos Grinding Wheel. It rotated slowly, enveloping Chu Sheng.

"Obliterate."

"Aaaaah—!"

Chu Sheng let out a shrill, unwilling scream as his immortal body disintegrated inch by inch under the grinding wheel, turning into the most primitive Spiritual Qi.

Next was his Primordial Spirit; under the washing of the Chaos Qi, his consciousness gradually vanished.

Finally, the speck of true spirit containing his past life memories and Soul brand was completely reduced to nothingness under the core of the grinding wheel.

A Reincarnation powerhouse of the Heavenly Immortal Realm thus had both his body and Soul extinguished, his true spirit no longer existing... Inside the Chenhua Palace.

Di Yan was leaning lazily on a soft couch, propping his head with one hand while holding a Jade Slip in the other, looking at it intently.

In just this short while, he had already comprehended many things.

The palace doors opened gently.

Di Yunshu and Ling Long walked in one after the other, leading Ye Lian behind them.

Ye Lian's expression was somewhat complex, and her steps were slightly stiff, as if she were not quite at ease.

"Your Majesty, Fairy Ye Lian has arrived." Di Yunshu smiled brightly and quietly exchanged a glance with Ling Long.

Ye Lian looked up at the man on the soft couch.

His appearance was peerlessly handsome, his temperament noble and overbearing. His eyes seemed to hold a hint of a smile, hiding a bit of cynical wickedness.

With just one look, Ye Lian felt an invisible pressure descend upon her.

At the same time, there was an indescribable attraction that made her heart tremble slightly.

"Ye Lian greets His Majesty Emperor Yan." She lowered her eyes and bowed slightly.

The corner of Di Yan's mouth curled into a satisfied arc. His gaze fell unreservedly on Ye Lian's cool and exquisite face, then slowly swept over her shapely figure.

"You may rise," he said in a leisurely tone. "Since Lian'er has decided to stay, there is no need to be so formal in the future."

Hearing that intimate 'Lian'er', Ye Lian's body stiffened slightly, and her cheeks heated up uncontrollably, though she did not speak to object.

Di Yunshu smiled at the right time: "Your Majesty, Fairy Ye Lian has just arrived; she surely has many things she wishes to say to you in private. Your Subject and Sister Ling Long will take our leave first."

As she spoke, she pulled Ling Long and gave Ye Lian an encouraging look.

Then the two of them exited the palace, closing the doors behind them.

The palace suddenly became quiet, leaving only Di Yan and Ye Lian.

The atmosphere silently became ambiguous.

Di Yan beckoned to Ye Lian, his tone brook no argument: "Come here."