Chapter 74 Bringing Back the Tower of Babel

Power cascaded from the deepest depths of the Demon God Realm, freezing the void over the ruins of Chiyan City.

One breath.

Two breaths.

When the twelve Emperor Realm experts' breathing stalled and their Divine Souls were about to be crushed.

The aura pressing down on their heads fell into a dead silence after a brief outburst.

The surrounding shattered space Laws wailed and began to flow again.

"Whew—"

The Thunder Emperor's chest heaved as he panted heavily.

He turned his head to look at the Star Immortal Emperor and the Empress standing on an ice lotus. A trace of lingering fear flashed in everyone's eyes.

"It retreated?"

The Thunder Emperor clenched his fists, staring into the darkness of the Demon God Realm. He suppressed his trembling and sneered, trying to save face.

"I thought it was some world-ending catastrophe. It turns out... it was just an aura from shortly after awakening?"

"No."

The White Bone Demon Emperor looked up, his ghostly green soul-fire shrinking to a point.

The Thunder Emperor also sensed something was wrong. His sneer froze, and his pupils dilated.

The heavens were churning.

The dark red sky of the Demon Realm had changed color at some point, with a layer of grayish-white light replacing the heavens.

That wasn't light; it was Divine Sense.

The grayish-white Divine Sense was like a realm barrier, spanning across heaven and earth, sweeping over the scorched earth of the Demon Realm and pushing forward.

The moment it swept over the ruins of Chiyan City.

The Thunder Emperor's scalp tingled, and a sharp pain shot through the depths of his Divine Soul. He realized that under the scan of this grayish-white Divine Sense, his secrets of Origin were laid bare.

"He... He is looking for something!"

The Thunder Emperor growled, "Such a level of Divine Thought coverage... He seems to be deducing something?"

The Divine Envoy tightly gripped the imperial teachers token, staring at the churning grayish-white sky. His intuition told him that whatever this ancient being in the Demon Realm was deducing would overturn the balance of the entire Three Thousand Realms.

...

Meanwhile.

Demon God Realm, Demon God Palace.

This was the deepest part of the Demon Race realm, the Origin of Devilish Qi, where time flowed slowly.

Black stone pillars reached the sky, carved with scenes of an era's destruction. In the depths of the hall, an air of decay and antiquity lingered.

After the phenomena a few days ago and several days of recovery, He, who had slept for several eras, had completely awakened.

In the center of the hall was a Demon Abyss, its waters grayish-white.

A figure knelt at the edge of the Demon Abyss.

It was a Demon Race emperor with six wings on his back, clad in dark gold heavy armor. He was a top-tier existence in the Demon God Palace, the Demon God Emperor.

The Demon God Emperor pressed his head against the obsidian floor, his six wings folded, not daring to breathe.

The surface of the Demon Abyss remained still.

The Laws of gravity in the hall were inverted.

The dust of eras stood still before being turned into nothingness by the crushing force.

A voice drifted from the bottom of the abyss.

"Where is she?"

Just two simple words.

The Demon God Emperor was stunned.

His mind raced, searching through memories of the past several eras.

Her?

Who was His Majesty talking about?

The Demon God Palace had been sealed for eras; besides the Demon Guards, there were no living things. Upon awakening, His Majesty hadn't even asked about the current state of the Demon Realm, but his first words were to find a person?

"Your... Your Majesty..."

The Demon God Emperor's throat was dry, his voice trembling. "This servant is dull-witted and does not know... does not know who Your Majesty is referring to by 'she'?"

The hall fell silent.

The Demon God Emperor prepared for punishment, but the destruction of Laws did not descend.

The Demon God Emperor at the bottom of the abyss didn't care about the response. That question was an instinctive murmur.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the abyss water.

The Demon God Emperor's voice sounded again, talking to himself.

"I have waited for this day..."

"For a long, long time..."

The voice echoed in the Demon God Palace, and the grayish-white Divine Sense spilled out, breaking through the realm and deducing within the myriad worlds, trying to grasp that thread of Karma.

The Demon God Emperor lay on the ground, not daring to breathe. He didn't know what day His Majesty was waiting for, nor did he dare to ask.

A moment later.

The aura at the bottom of the abyss retracted, and a command was issued.

"Go."

"Go to Chiyan City in the Demon Realm. Bring back the heaven-reaching tower."

The heaven-reaching tower!

The Demon God Emperor looked up, shock flashing in his pupils.

He knew what the heaven-reaching tower meant. It was a supreme treasure used by the Empress of the Divine Court to suppress the myriad worlds. Was His Majesty's first decree upon awakening to seize the heaven-reaching tower?

Was he planning to go to war directly with the Divine Court?

"This servant obeys!"

The Demon God Emperor didn't dare hesitate, straightening up as his six wings unfurled.

With one step, the Devilish Qi of a Peak God Emperor erupted, carrying the power of the Demon God Realm, tearing through the realm, and descending upon Chiyan City.

...

At the border between the Demon Realm and the Human Immortal Realm.

A figure with bare feet and a red string quietly appeared.

...

Place of Origin.

This was the ruins from the dawn of heaven and earth, before the Three Thousand Realms were divided. Dark yellow currents of Chaos drifted in the sky, and the earth was a dark brown, as if soaked in blood and then dried.

The air was filled with ancient pressure, the Law fragments from the beginning of time.

A horn sounded at a spatial node on the outskirts of the Place of Origin, shattering the Chaos clouds for ten million miles.

The Myriad Races Geniuses set foot on this land.

In the sky, bronze warships tore through the void, their hulls covered in scars from blades and axes; ancient exotic beasts roared at the sky, carrying the elites of various races on their backs; and there were prodigies crossing the void with their physical bodies, their blood and qi surging.

Demon Race, Yao Race, Spirit Race... the elites of the races gathered here, every figure emitting an aura above the True Immortal Realm.

They didn't come alone; Dao Protectors accompanied these prodigies.

However, as a ruin from the dawn of time, the Place of Origin had realm Law restrictions.

It rejected powerful Origin forces. If one's cultivation exceeded the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm, entering would trigger a backlash from the Laws of Origin; even an Immortal Emperor could be assimilated into nothingness by an Origin storm.

The highest combat power accompanying these prodigies were Dao Protectors at the Immortal Emperor level.

At this time.

Before an ancient Boundary Stone in the Place of Origin.

The Demon Realm Young Lord Li Tianqiong stood with his hands behind his back. He had an arrogant sneer on his face as he stepped forward.

Walking alongside him was still that Brother Han. The two walked at the front of the myriad races' procession, receiving reverent gazes from those around them.

Half a step behind Li Tianqiong was a figure shrouded in a black robe. This figure showed no skin, and with every step, the ground beneath turned to powder.

This was a Demon Emperor whose cultivation was equal to an Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Realm, and he was the source of Li Tianqiong's confidence for this trip to the Place of Origin.

"Brother Han, the Chaos Qi of this Place of Origin really makes one's blood boil," Li Tianqiong took a breath and turned to look at Brother Han of the Dragon Clan.

Brother Han lightly fanned his folding fan, his vertical pupils shimmering. "Brother Li is absolutely right. However, our goal isn't to pick up this scrap metal on the outskirts."

"Naturally."

Li Tianqiong snorted, looking past the Boundary Stone toward a spatial rift deep within the Place of Origin. "Before we even arrived, we had already figured out where that rift leads. I know exactly where we're going first."

"Original Realm..."

Brother Han closed his fan and tapped it against his palm, uttering the name. "That place where His Majesty the Demon God Emperor once paused, now the Lower Realm. Are you sure, Brother Li, that we should go there first?"

Li Tianqiong's eyes flashed with disdain. "Why not? Although the Laws there are incomplete, it still hides ancient secrets.

Those ants of the Lower Realm don't even understand what the true Dao is. When we go there, it will be like gods descending; even a casual sweep would be better than fighting those idiots here on the outskirts of the Place of Origin."

He licked his lips. "I want to see what could be in that Original Realm that's worth the Laws of heaven and earth vibrating to create a rift."

While Li Tianqiong and Brother Han were talking.

Not far from them, on a floating jade island, a team of prodigies sent by the human forces was watching everything.

The jade island emitted Immortal light, keeping the Chaos currents at bay.

Three figures stood in the center of the jade island.

Two Divine Sons and one Divine Daughter.

The Divine Son on the left wore a Taiji Daoist robe, with Yin and Yang Qi flowing in his eyes; the Divine Son on the right carried an ancient sword on his back.

The Divine Daughter in the center was dressed in colorful clothes, playing with a bead between her jade fingers.

Behind them stood an old man with his eyes closed, his aura restrained, though the space around him was collapsing. He was a Peak Immortal Emperor Dao Protector.

They were tracking Li Tianqiong's movements.

"Original Realm..."

The Divine Son in the Taiji robe sneered as he watched Li Tianqiong's departing back.

"Are the minds of the Demon Race filled with Evil Qi? Instead of exploring the ancient ruins deep in the Place of Origin, they're running off to a Lower Realm with incomplete Laws? What is Li Tianqiong going there for?"

The sword-carrying Divine Son chimed in, "Who cares what he's doing. The Demon Race has always acted strangely. Since he thinks there's an Opportunity there, there must be something fishy going on."

"What for? Won't we know if we just follow him?"

The Divine Daughter in the middle stopped playing with the bead, her red lips parting slightly as she spoke indifferently.

"The Divine Daughter is right."

The Taiji Divine Son flicked his sleeves, a hint of conceit in his eyes. "We are top-tier prodigies of the Immortal King Realm just like Li Tianqiong, and we certainly have the strength to fight him. If he really finds something good in the Lower Realm, we'll just intercept it."

The sword-carrying Divine Son's lips curled. "Worst case, we have Elder Chang, a Peak Immortal Emperor Dao Protector, backing us up. It's just a Lower Realm where even the Spiritual Qi is pathetically thin; what powerful beings could there be? Think of it as going for a stroll and stepping on a few ants."

The three smiled at each other.

The jade island changed direction and turned into a streak of light, following Li Tianqiong's team toward the rift leading to the Original Realm.

...

Meanwhile, in the Lower Realm.

Central Province, the Holy Land for Cultivators of the Five Great Provinces.

Inside the Immortal city, traffic was bustling, and Cultivators used Magic Treasures to traverse the sky. In the spiritual mountains and blessed lands of major families and Sects, old monsters in seclusion breathed in Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

Suddenly.

"Ding—"

A loud sound of the void shattering erupted in the sky over Central Province.

Cultivators stopped what they were doing and looked up. Old Ancestors from major families emerged from seclusion and floated in mid-air, watching the rift spreading across the sky.

"The... the sky has split?"

"What kind of terrifying aura is that? Could it be Immortals from the Upper Realm descending upon our Central Province?"

"This pressure is a hundred times more terrifying than the descent of a True Immortal recorded in ancient texts! The sky over Central Province is about to change!"

Gu Heng stepped out of space with his hand behind his back, accompanied by the Old Dragon King.

Gu Heng didn't look at the Central Province Cultivators below. He closed his eyes, and his Divine Sense covered the land of Central Province.

A breath later.

"Found it."

Gu Heng opened his eyes, his lips curling into a smile as he stepped into the void.

Shrinking the earth to an inch.

One second he was at the rift in the sky over Central Province, and the next, Gu Heng and the Old Dragon King appeared before a mountain range in the heart of Central Province.

This was the overlord of Central Province.

The Wang family's ancestral land.

Gu Heng stood before the gatehouse of the Wang family's mountain gate, looking up through the Formation into the depths of the ancestral land.

"This should be the place, right?"