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To him, it was merely a necessary trade-off. No matter how powerful the martial skills or how high the realm, they were nothing more than grand scenery—something to be cherished, at best.
Perhaps when he first traversed into this world, Ye Xingchen's goal was to have a harem of three thousand beauties, to indulge in wine and feasts, to dream of nobility and high-ranking officials. But after witnessing the world's warmth and coldness, and experiencing the ups and downs of life in this realm, his aspirations had narrowed down to just two words: home.
If the road ahead was a towering mountain, then he would flatten that mountain. If the path was an endless ocean, then he would cut through that ocean. If the future meant the destruction of this world, then he would ascend to the pinnacle of it.
In light of this, what value did a mere skill hold?
"Congratulations to the host for defeating the Barbarian Sovereign at a higher level."
"Mission progress: Repel the Barbarians."
"Rewards: Phoenix Feather (using it will greatly enhance your realm to the third level of Zhun Emperor Realm)."
"Rewards: Pseudo-Divine Authority (consumable; using it can fabricate heavenly laws and manipulate the heavens)."
Truly, fortune and misfortune coexist. Ye Xingchen sighed. Although he had lost an opportunity, he had gained a leap across Zhun Di and even a chance to toy with heavenly secrets.
With these thoughts in mind, Ye Xingchen couldn't help but lament the twists of fate. Time flows like autumn moons and spring winds; waves wash away heroes. Who could guarantee that they wouldn’t be among those washed away?
After his reflections, Ye Xingchen calmly summoned the System:
Using the Phoenix Feather to elevate my realm to the third level of the Zhun Emperor Realm, I utilized the Pseudo-Divine Authority to eliminate the thunder tribulation.
The thunder tribulation has been cleared.
As reality set in, everyone finally awoke from their shock at the sudden fall of Man Shan, staring in disbelief at this seemingly ordinary young man.
"You killed Man Shan?"
Yang Lihuan was the first to react, his eyes wide with rage as he glared at Ye Xingchen. But soon, his emotions shifted from anger to astonishment, and then from astonishment to ecstasy.
"So this is your trump card, Ye Xingchen!"
Yang Lihuan laughed heartily.
"Well done, very well done! With Man Shan dead, I, Yang Lihuan of the Demon King Sect, shall be the sole ruler among the Barbarians!"
But now, with just a mere Holy Realm cultivation, how can you contend against us two Zhun Di?
At that moment, injured Wang Bu stepped forward and stood in front of Ye Xingchen.
"Kid, step back. No matter what method you used to kill Man Shan, you are already at your limit."
As he spoke, Wang Bu suddenly smiled slightly and continued,
"Since young people are so eager to show off, let this old man also have a chance to display some flair."
With that, Wang Bu's eagle-like eyes gleamed like swords as he shouted:
"Yang Lihuan! Gui Wushang! Li Tianyang! Come out and face me in a deathmatch!"
Hiding behind the younger generation and sneaking around—what kind of hero is that?
"Alright!"
Yang Lihuan smiled sinisterly.
Let this place be your burial ground.
The wind howled, carrying with it the swirling black mist as Li Tianyang, the leader of the Demon King Sect, rushed forward.
A ghostly figure emerged.
With a comet-like speed, Yang Lihuan, the Vice Master of the Demon King Sect, drew her sword and glared fiercely, the sound of the blade ringing sharply.
Like a fierce tiger pouncing on its prey.
A rainbow arched through the sky as Gui Wushang, the Ancestor of the Demon King Sect, dropped his disguise, exuding a chilling aura.
The demon god descends.
In an instant, the three parties faced off against each other, murderous intent filling the air as a great battle was about to erupt.
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