327: Xiao Yan's Crisis

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, another forty years had gone by.

His wives from back then had all turned into a handful of yellow soil now.

Su Chen also rarely stayed in the Xuanhuang Realm; he would leave a Clone behind and then depart.

Han Li had also left ten years ago to continue his experience in the Immortal Realm; he was beginning to prepare for his Breakthrough to the Immortal Lord Realm.

The decades spent in the Xuanhuang Realm were quite exciting; at least, they remained fresh in Su Chen's memory.

Especially at the beginning, when he spent every day flirting with those young ladies from prestigious families.

However, Su Chen no longer had much interest now.

Having indulged his desires once, the second time lost that kind of passion.

Standing atop the summit of Mount Wangyun, Su Chen comfortably felt the evening breeze, staring blankly at the sun gradually rising in the distance.

The people of the Su Family were a complete contrast to Su Chen; they were either busy with the affairs of the Divine Court or in secluded cultivation, with an incredible amount of things to do.

"Ah, this simple and unadorned life."

Previously, Su Chen had mostly just "laid flat," but after the birth of the Xuanhuang Realm, he had a bit more to do, occasionally paying attention to the situation of the Great Qian Empire within the Xuanhuang Realm.

He now had a nurturing mindset.

The System said that the Xuanhuang Realm could eventually grow to the level of the Immortal Realm, or even surpass it; if the Great Qian Empire could exist within it forever, that would seem quite nice.

Time slowly passed, and the Divine Court was also quietly developing.

In the blink of an eye, three hundred thousand years had passed.

On this day, someone broke through to the Immortal Lord Realm.

It wasn't Han Li, nor was it Su Xiao, but Mu Qingling.

She sat cross-legged in the Void Realm, dense Sword Intent sweeping around her as her body released an incredibly terrifying aura.

Mu Qingling's Breakthrough was somewhat unexpected because she had originally only been at the Middle Stage of the Immortal King Realm.

However, because she had comprehended the thirteenth level of Sword Intent, she directly stepped into the Immortal Lord level.

Although Mu Qingling had spent most of her time traveling and gaining insights into the Dao of the sword over these years, she had still done many things using the name of the Lingxiao Sect, so she had gradually become famous within the Northern Dark Empire.

Of course, the key reason for the fame was the presence of a powerful Sword Cultivator like Mu Qingling.

Over these hundreds of thousands of years, Su Chen's gains were also immense; whether it was the cultivation obtained from Sign-ins or his own Heaven And Earth Treasures, they had accumulated to a terrifying degree.

The stored cultivation had now reached thirty-one trillion.

The immortal treasures were even more countless.

Since Spirit Sword Mountain had remained vanished, other Immortal Venerable-level forces had tested the waters many times and finally confirmed that Spirit Sword Mountain seemed to have truly left.

Thus, over these years, they had been slowly carving up Spirit Sword Mountain's original territory and didn't bother much with the Divine Court.

Furthermore, since the Divine Court mostly stayed within the Northern Dark Empire and showed no signs of expansion, they had no plans to restrict it for the time being.

Even if the Divine Court were to expand, without Spirit Sword Mountain, the balance between them remained very stable.

However, the only problem was why Spirit Sword Mountain would abandon the Foundation it had built over countless years in the Myriad Star Realm; this sudden departure was too strange, leaving many people feeling uneasy.

Although everyone was puzzled by this matter, they couldn't find a reason and thus didn't investigate further.

Spirit Sword Mountain had a mysterious background and a terrifying Old Ancestor; its departure brought only benefits and no harm to other forces.

Over the long period that followed, the Divine Court continued to develop steadily.

Approximately one hundred thousand years later.

Su Chen suddenly opened his eyes, narrowing them slightly as he raised his hand and brought out a cluster of flames.

This flame contained a wisp of Xiao Yan's soul, allowing Su Chen to know Xiao Yan's condition at any time; over these years, Su Chen had seen through this flame that everything was fine with Xiao Yan, so he hadn't gone looking for him.

Primarily, it was because he sensed that Xiao Yan was very far away, and since the other party was fine, he didn't bother to travel.

But just now, Su Chen noticed the flame jerk violently, and its aura was weakening frantically.

Something happened to Xiao Yan!

Su Chen stood up abruptly, his face full of solemnity.

In the next moment, his figure instantly vanished from the spot.

The power within the Life Spirit Flame was dissipating rapidly, indicating that Xiao Yan was facing a life-and-death crisis; since Xiao Yan was far from Su Chen, he couldn't care about anything else and had to rush there at the fastest possible speed.

After leaving the Myriad Star Realm, Su Chen suddenly expanded a hundredfold, transforming into a Chaos Divine Demon; a terrifying aura instantly poured out, and his figure vanished in the blink of an eye.

Any Cultivator enveloped by this aura felt a sense of despair.

However, this feeling quickly vanished!

...The Heaven-Earth Realm.

This Realm was ranked ninth in the Immortal Realm and was already considered a truly powerful world, with Immortal Emperor powerhouses presiding over it—and more than just one.

Somewhere in the Heaven-Earth Realm.

Dressed in black robes, Xiao Yan clutched his chest as blood continuously flowed from the position of his heart, his entire aura becoming extremely weak.

After millions of years, Xiao Yan's appearance and temperament had become incredibly mature, and his cultivation had also improved to a terrifying degree.

He was now at the third rank of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Realm.

One must know that it had only been two or three million years since he ascended to the Immortal Realm.

"Ugh!"

Xiao Yan couldn't help but retch, purple-black blood spraying from his mouth once more, his face filled with despair.

Is it possible that I'm really going to die here?

After his Ascension, he had arrived in this Heaven-Earth Realm; over all these years, relying on his talent, Xiao Yan had risen from a Loose Cultivator to a top powerhouse in the entire Heaven-Earth Realm.

He even had an extremely resounding title.

Lingxiao Sect, Myriad Flame Fire Emperor!

The change had begun three hundred years ago when several Quasi-Immortal Emperors suddenly came knocking, their purpose unknown.

Relying on his terrifying strength within the same Realm, Xiao Yan had killed all of them.

But it wasn't over; more and more people came to hunt him down afterward, and they even dispatched true Immortal Emperor-level powerhouses.

During this process, Xiao Yan had narrowly escaped time and again by relying on his life-saving trump cards, but he was injured in every clash; the injuries accumulated within his body had now reached an indelible stage, even affecting his Foundation.

Dammit!

Xiao Yan grit his teeth, his eyes full of gloom.

Just who are they!

Just as Xiao Yan was deep in thought, a massive rift suddenly tore open in the sky as if forcibly pried apart, and an incredibly terrifying sense of pressure emanated from within.

An Immortal Emperor!

Just as Xiao Yan was about to flee, he saw a foot step out from the massive rift.

In an instant.

The pressure surged, and Xiao Yan coughed up a mouthful of blood, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

Although his combat power was extraordinary, he still only had the option of running when facing a true Immortal Emperor; previously, he had relied on his trump cards, but now they were nearly exhausted, and combined with his injuries, he could no longer resist the pressure from an Immortal Emperor powerhouse.

Right then.

A figure slowly stepped out, hands behind his back and a disdainful gaze, as if he were a god or demon in control of all things; the aura of the Great Dao circulated around him, causing more than half of the Heaven-Earth Realm to tremble.

"Xiao Yan... surrender obediently."

The newcomer's voice was low, his eyes looking at Xiao Yan with contempt and indifference, as if he were looking at something already in his grasp...