Chapter 140 The Legend of the Empress Reappears! The World Shocks with Her "Morning Grumpiness"

As Jiang Chen's words "fertilize" fell, the temperature inside the Kunlun Secret Realm seemed to drop to absolute zero in an instant.

This was not a cold on a physical level, but a trembling originating from the depths of the Soul.

Lin Tianying looked at his twisted wrist; the intense pain made him want to roar, but held down by the hand Jiang Chen had seemingly casually placed on his shoulder, he couldn't even make a sound.

He felt like a frog pinned to a cutting board, while the person holding the knife was closing his eyes, contemplating where to make the cut.

"You... you are a devil..." Lin Tianying squeezed out broken syllables from his throat.

"A devil?"

Jiang Chen tilted his head; that sleepy look made him appear harmless, "No, I'm just an ordinary person with Waking Up Anger."

Before the words had even faded, Jiang Chen flicked his finger lightly.

"Snap!"

It was just like flicking a speck of dust off his clothes.

Lin Tianying instantly transformed into a cannonball, flying backward at a speed the naked eye couldn't capture.

He streaked a straight line of blood through the air, crashing through a dozen towering ancient trees along the way, before finally, with a "boom," embedding himself into a massive rock, unable to be pried loose.

"This... what kind of power is this?!"

In the distance, Archbishop Gabriel's eyes were about to pop out.

He clearly sensed that Jiang Chen's strike just now hadn't utilized any True Qi at all; it was purely Physical Body strength combined with some kind of... Law?!

"Quick! While he hasn't fully woken up! Attack together!"

Gabriel roared, his scepter erupting with dazzling Holy Light, "Divine Art: Spear of Judgment!"

In the sky, countless light elements converged into a hundred-meter-long golden spear, carrying an Aura of destruction, stabbing straight at Jiang Chen's crown.

This wasn't just a physical attack; it also carried a purifying power targeting the Soul.

At the same time, the remaining mechs also activated self-destruct mode, rushing madly toward Jiang Chen.

The Nether Demon Wolf King led the remaining herd of beasts, launching a final charge.

Facing this overwhelming, inescapable death trap.

Jiang Chen stood where he was, eyes closed, even yawning.

"So bright... so noisy..."

He scratched his head with some annoyance, "Since you like light so much, then let me show you... what true 'Light' is."

Jiang Chen slowly opened his arms, striking a pose as if embracing the sky.

【System Prompt: Extremely poor sleeping environment detected.】

【Anger Level: MAX.】

【Skill Fully Activated: Dream Manifestation · Abyssal Empress Descends!】

"Hum——!!!"

A purple-gold radiance suddenly erupted from Jiang Chen's body.

This radiance wasn't blinding, but it carried a noble, mysterious, and inviolable imperial majesty.

It instantly broke through Gabriel's Holy Light, dyeing the sky of the entire Secret Realm purple-gold.

Within this curtain of purple-gold light, a phantom standing a thousand feet tall slowly emerged.

It was a woman.

She wore an imperial robe and an imperial crown, her face blurred, but that invincible Aura of looking down upon the heavens and stepping upon all worlds made every living being present—whether human Grandmaster or Secret Realm beast king—kneel to the ground in an instant!

That was submission originating from the depths of the Bloodline!

"This... this is..."

Gabriel knelt on the ground, trembling all over, looking at the phantom, when an ancient legend suddenly surfaced in his mind, "This Aura... could it be the Abyssal Empress from the legends, who unified the Eastern and Western Divine Realms a thousand years ago?!"

"Impossible! The Abyssal Empress perished long ago! This is just an illusion!"

Gabriel roared frantically, trying to dispel the fear in his heart.

But the next second, the phantom moved.

Following Jiang Chen's movements, she slowly raised a hand.

That hand was as white as jade, yet it seemed to be holding up the entire firmament.

"Kneel."

Jiang Chen's lips moved slightly, spitting out two words.

The phantom of the Abyssal Empress also made a pressing gesture.

"Rumble——!!!"

At this moment, the sky collapsed.

That arrogant "Spear of Judgment" was as fragile as a toothpick under this palm, instantly shattering into specks of light filling the sky.

The self-destructing mechs that had charged over were forcibly crushed into iron pancakes by an invisible gravitational force, even the sparks of the explosion were extinguished within their metal shells.

As for the pack of demon wolves, they were pressed directly into the soil, turning into a true "carpet."

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Gabriel and all the remaining enemies simultaneously spat out a mouthful of blood, their bodies seemingly nailed to the ground, unable to move even a finger.

This was the ultimate form of the 【Waking Up Anger Domain】—borrowing the might of the Abyssal Empress to suppress the world!

Between heaven and earth, dead silence returned once more.

Only Jiang Chen's lazy voice, carrying a thick nasal tone, echoed in everyone's ears:

"I said, I want to sleep."

"Whoever makes another sound..."

Jiang Chen slowly withdrew his hand, and the phantom of the Abyssal Empress behind him dissipated, turning into specks of starlight that merged into his body.

He didn't even look at the carnage scattered on the ground, turning to walk toward the stunned Mu Qingxue and Su Qingyue.

At this moment, the two women, although severely injured, had a radiance in their eyes brighter than the stars in the sky.

They looked at the man walking toward them, an indescribable flutter surging in their hearts.

This man, for their sake, had made an enemy of the world.

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang Chen walked to Mu Qingxue, reached out, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

His movements were light, his eyes carrying a rare gentleness (though still half-closed).

"No... it doesn't hurt." Mu Qingxue's voice was choked with emotion; this ice-cold goddess was as fragile as a child at this moment.

"Silly girl."

Jiang Chen sighed, then did something that no one expected.

He opened his arms, pulling both Mu Qingxue and Su Qingyue into his embrace at once.

"The previous position was comfortable, but too hard."

Jiang Chen muttered softly, "This position... is much softer."

"In the future, for rough work like fighting, just call me. You... only need to be responsible for warming the bed."

After finishing, Jiang Chen's body went limp, his head resting on the shoulders of the two women, and in less than three seconds, the familiar snoring sounded again.

He had fallen asleep again.

Su Qingyue and Mu Qingxue looked at each other, breaking into smiles through their tears.

They hugged the man who had already fallen into a deep sleep tightly, feeling the warmth radiating from him, their hearts filled with an unprecedented sense of security.

And in the distance, those powerful experts kneeling on the ground, listening to this thundering snoring, no longer dared to show even the slightest disrespect.

Because they knew, this snoring was the countdown of the Grim Reaper, and also... the new Law of this Secret Realm.