269: Chapter 267 You guys are so weak?

The two rifts from the Void Realm, capable of overturning the Canglan Cultivation World, had completely closed.

The alien pressure that had been raging between heaven and earth slowly receded, leaving behind only shattered mountains and rivers, cracked earth, and two distinct, pervasive auras of Dao from the Void Realm.

Two streaks of light tore through the sea of clouds, racing through the sky from the center of Canglan Domain.

The air currents exploded, and the long rainbows descended to the ground.

Yuan Chen, his black robes billowing, stepped out.

His posture was as upright as an eternal green Peak.

There was no ostentatious pressure around him, yet he naturally exuded a supreme aura that seemed to overlook the heavens.

His indifferent gaze swept across the thousand-mile battlefield, and seeing that Elder Hei Yan and the others were unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Beside him, Zhao Miao, dressed in a simple and elegant green shirt, quickly scanned the dragon corpses, fragments of Soul Douluo, and bloodstains left by the Martial Artists across the ground.

His gentle eyes were filled with shock and gravity, and his breathing, hurried from the rapid journey, had not yet calmed down.

Elder Hei Yan, covered in blood with shattered dragon scales, immediately restrained the remaining killing intent around him.

Enduring the excruciating pain of his churning Meridians, he bowed and saluted: "Yuan Chen, you have arrived."

Nearby, Fortune Spirit, dressed in immaculate white, glanced over slightly.

Her clear eyes were as limpid as water, untainted by the dust and smoke of war, and then she feigned a spoiled tone: "Daddy, you are too slow."

Yuan Chen stood with his hands behind his back.

His gaze swept lightly over the deep and shallow wounds covering Elder Hei Yan, where broken dragon scales were still oozing blood.

His breath was shallow and chaotic, clearly having endured an extremely tragic life-or-death battle: "Tell me what happened first. This invasion from the Void Realm, what forces are they exactly, what is their foundation, and what are their methods? Explain everything one by one."

Zhao Miao also hurriedly stepped forward half a step, his face full of gravity: "That's right, just now I clearly sensed two completely unfamiliar forces of Dao colliding—one thick and overbearing, the other cold and eerie?"

Elder Hei Yan took a deep breath, suppressing the churning blood in his chest, and endured the bone-piercing pain in his Physical Body.

His expression became increasingly solemn and grave as he spoke slowly, each word heavy and shocking: "It was indeed two great worlds crossing the border simultaneously."

"This invasion is divided into two sides. One is the Wuhen Martial World, which opened the main ground rift. All of them are Martial Artists, specializing in Physical Body, Qi, blood, and the Dao of Mountains.

The four leaders seem to be in what is called the Peak Martial God Realm.

Their Physical Bodies are incomparably strong, their Qi and blood are thick and enduring.

Relying on the reinforcement of the barrier between the two worlds, they hold the rift firmly, and their defense has reached an almost unsolvable level among those of the same Realm.

They do not seek fierce attacks or slaughter; they only seek to stabilize the passage, delay the battle, and contain our main forces. Their tactics are steady and experienced, and they have extreme patience."

"The other side is the Soul Domain, which quietly opened a rift high in the sky. It is a completely new great world of cultivation that I have never encountered in my life of fighting.

This world does not cultivate Spiritual Qi, does not refine the Physical Body, and does not follow the Dao. It relies solely on the Divine Soul as the foundation, Soul Rings as the basis, and rules as blades, creating a path of cultivation that completely transcends the Canglan Domain system.

The strongest are called Soul Douluo, and their leader is named Tang Laoba, who controls a three-colored ten-thousand-year Soul Ring and is proficient in Divine Soul imprisonment techniques. Their methods are eerie, and they possess both offense and defense.

Under his command are over a dozen high-level combatants at the Soul Douluo level. Their system is complete to the extreme, with strong attacks, agile attacks, poison types, control, and support each performing their duties, perfectly complementing each other."

Elder Hei Yan's expression was extremely grave.

He shook his head solemnly, his tone filled with wariness: "And they are extremely difficult to deal with."

"The Martial Artists of the Wuhen Martial World have Physical Bodies as hard as Divine Artifacts, and their Qi and blood are as vast as rivers and seas. They are best at prolonged battles, positional warfare, and enduring life-or-death struggles.

Even if a Cultivator of the same Realm uses all their Spiritual Qi to attack, it is very difficult to kill them in one blow. Even if they are severely injured, they can rely on their thick Physical Bodies to survive and escape, hiding and lying in wait, leaving endless trouble."

"The Soul Domain Cultivators are a bit better. Their Physical Bodies are weak and unbearable, almost shattering at a touch, but they win with their numerous methods and perfect coordination.

A single individual might have limited combat power, but once they form a legion, with support for continuous endurance, control to lock down space, toxins to erode the foundation of the Dao, and agile attacks to sneak and cut off the rear..., in single combat, I can firmly suppress those of the same Realm, but once surrounded and contained by their legion, I fall into endless attrition, exhausted and struggling to cope."

Recalling the danger of the life-or-death battle just now, Elder Hei Yan still felt a lingering fear: "To be honest, in terms of personal Realm, I dare say I am not inferior to any of them. But the people of the Wuhen Martial World are too strong. I feel I cannot beat any one of the four of them."

Elder Hei Yan felt a bit dejected. After all, he was one of the top experts in the Canglan Cultivation World, yet he had been beaten down by others.

"If it weren't for Fortune Spirit arriving in time to reverse the battle, I fear the elite of my Dragon Clan would have all fallen today, and this old man would have been hammered into a meat patty."

Nearby, Fortune Spirit nodded gently and took over the conversation.

Her voice was light but precisely pointed out the core threat: "Elder Hei Yan is not lying. The people of the Wuhen Martial World are indeed strong.

When I struck just now, I indiscriminately suppressed all the invaders from the Void Realm. All the Soul Domain Cultivators had their Divine Souls destroyed and their Physical Bodies shattered; not one survived.

However, half of the Wuhen Martial World Cultivators forcibly withstood my rule suppression. Even though they were severely injured, they still preserved their lives, scattering and hiding throughout the territory.

It is sufficient to see that their Physical Body foundation, survival ability, and resilience are far above those of the Soul Domain Cultivators. They are an even more troublesome hidden danger than the Soul Domain.

To be able to withstand my strike and escape unscathed, their individual combat power should be twice that of Elder Hei Yan."

Elder Hei Yan: "..."

He had become a unit of measurement.

Listening, Zhao Miao's body trembled slightly.

His elegant face was instantly filled with extreme astonishment, his pupils contracted slightly, and he murmured involuntarily: "Wuhen Martial World... it is actually the Wuhen Martial World! No wonder their Physical Bodies are so strong, and their foundation so profound!"

Yuan Chen was slightly stunned: "Speak!"

Zhao Miao's tone was hurried, carrying an unbelievable realization and gravity.

He quickly looked at Yuan Chen and Elder Hei Yan and explained rapidly: "You may not know, but this Wuhen Martial World is not just an ordinary great world from the Void Realm! It is the hometown of the Immortal Emperor Wuchen!"

"Before the ancient times, this great world was originally... I don't know what it was called, just one of the countless ordinary Cultivation Worlds in the heavens.

But ever since Immortal Emperor Wuchen rose in a Heaven-Defying manner, shattered the Void Realm, and ascended to the Immortal Realm, the entire great world worshipped him, and all its people revered him.

To commemorate the grace of the Immortal Emperor and follow the Dao of the Immortal Emperor, they renamed the entire territory the Wuhen Martial World, passing it down through generations, and have honored it to this day."

Upon hearing this, Elder Hei Yan's heart was greatly shocked, and his face was full of astonishment: "Immortal Emperor Wuchen? An Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Realm?"

Zhao Miao nodded heavily, his expression becoming increasingly grave, and revealed a secret unknown to anyone: "Not only that.

Moreover, Immortal Emperor Wuchen has never completely severed contact with the Lower Realm.

Residing in the Immortal Realm, he still secretly protects his own Origin great world.

The reason the Wuhen Martial World can exist for countless years and no one dares to easily provoke it is because there is the pressure of an Immortal Emperor suppressing from behind."

Speaking to this point, a trace of complexity and trepidation emerged in Zhao Miao's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "What's more coincidental is that the Wanxiang Sect founded by my Zhao family, while seemingly belonging to the Canglan Cultivation World, is secretly under the jurisdiction of Immortal Emperor Wuchen.

It is just a small force within the Immortal Emperor's territory."

Once this sentence was spoken, the entire scene fell into instant silence.

Elder Hei Yan's whole body stiffened, and he was completely horrified: "You are so weak?"

He finally understood why the Wuhen Martial World dared to invade across borders unscrupulously, with deep layouts and full confidence.

There was a real Immortal Emperor from the Immortal Realm standing behind them!

Such a foundation cannot be compared to an ordinary great world from the Void Realm.

This is no longer a simple dispute between Realms, but a terrifying root of disaster involving a powerful figure from the Immortal Realm!

"What do you mean we are weak? It's just that Immortal Emperor Wuchen is too strong, okay?"

Zhao Miao was angry: "Do you know how hard it is to gain a foothold in the Immortal Realm?"