Immortality Starts With Investment

Chapter 946: One Punch Shakes the Eighth Realm!

"Let Elder Chen and Elder Ming accompany you to the Eighth Realm!"

Seeing how confident Ye Chen was, Feng Baiyu stopped trying to persuade him and simply spoke. Heavenly Evolution Holy Land had two Great Emperors and one Quasi-Immortal. Its foundation was actually not weak; it had simply kept it hidden all this time. If not for the fact that Elder Nangong's life and death remained unknown, Heavenly Evolution Holy Land could even boast two Quasi-Immortals. Now that Ye Chen was going to fight the Exiled Immortal, having two Great Emperor elders as support would make things safer.

The two Great Emperor elders showed no hesitation toward such a dangerous matter and were willing to assist Ye Chen.

But Ye Chen shook his head. "It's only killing a peak Great Emperor Exiled Immortal. There is no need for that. I'll go and return shortly. Holy Master, why don't you find a spot, brew a few cups of enlightenment tea, and wait for me to drink them?"

With those words, Ye Chen strode forward.

Everyone was amazed by his grandeur. He truly did not treat the Exiled Immortal as a person at all. The Heavenly Emperor had been quite arrogant back in his day, but compared to his own successor, it was like comparing a small witch to a great one.

When Ye Chen stepped onto the teleportation array, he spoke loudly under the gaze of the crowd, "Which Great Emperor cultivator is willing to enter and watch the battle? Please teleport with me…"

If Ye Chen teleported alone, he could only reach the Seventh Realm that he had visited before. Transferring to the Eighth Realm from there would waste time. But if he teleported together with a Great Emperor, they could go directly.

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted into another uproar. The Heavenly Emperor's heir clearly intended to end the fight quickly. Was he that confident?

Immediately, a Great Emperor from the Nether God Holy Land rose into the air. "Such a grand battle—how could I miss witnessing it with my own eyes! I will accompany the heir there…"

Although the Nether God Holy Land had lost its Divine Son, because of Su Yuxuan and Feng Baiyu's efforts to win them over, they had long become allies.

However, the other Great Emperors present did not move. After all, no one yet knew who was stronger. If the Exiled Immortal won, those who had gone to the Eighth Realm with Ye Chen might face future reckoning.

Ye Chen smiled and cupped his hands toward the man.

In the next moment, the teleportation array lit up. The two figures quietly vanished. They left behind countless cultivators who feared being caught in the aftermath and did not even dare to watch the battle. They could only discuss heatedly among themselves while waiting for the outcome of this great clash.

This was bound to be a battle surpassing the intensity of the Great Emperor level. Beings at this level possessed countless methods and nearly inexhaustible power. It would not be strange for the fight to last ten days to half a month, or even a year or more.

…

Inside the teleportation array channel.

When the endless light before their eyes finally scattered, Ye Chen and the Great Emperor elder from the Nether God Holy Land stepped into the Eighth Realm. Quite a few people were already present, but the weakest among them were still Great Saints. Anyone weaker might be able to enter, but a single shockwave could easily kill them.

In the cultivation world, if one's cultivation was too low, they did not even qualify to watch such a battle.

Everyone stared at Ye Chen with awe. Even knowing that the Exiled Immortal had made preparations, the Heavenly Emperor's heir had still come. This courage and the strength behind it filled them with deep reverence.

The Great Emperor elder beside Ye Chen cupped his hands toward him. "I wish the heir a swift victory over the Great Emperor! I will go watch from the side…"

With those words, he flew off to one side. He was already old and only at the early stage of the Great Emperor realm, so he was not qualified to watch Ye Chen's battle from too close.

Ye Chen smiled and returned the gesture, paying no attention to the awed crowd in the distance. Instead, he looked upward.

The Exiled Immortal stood in the void millions of li away. Dressed in white robes, he was also looking at Ye Chen, a cold smile on his face…

Their gazes collided. The countless layers of void between them could not withstand the pressure and began to collapse.

The scene left everyone horrified.

Everyone knew that the higher one went in the Immortal Path, the richer the laws of space became and the more stable the space was.

In the Eighth Realm, even a Great Saint would find it difficult to shatter space. Yet merely locking eyes had caused the void to collapse. It was truly terrifying.

The Exiled Immortal sensed Ye Chen's extraordinariness and did not speak. His heart only grew colder. He had thought that once Ye Chen reached the entrance of the Immortal Path and received the news, he would avoid the fight.

He had never expected Ye Chen to be so arrogant. Even after he had made early preparations, Ye Chen had still come. This meant Ye Chen did not regard him as a person at all. Even back in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, no heavenly prodigy had ever dared to look down on him like this. Not to mention that Ye Chen was still an entire realm below him. For any prodigy, this was an immense humiliation.

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"Before suppressing and enslaving him, I must ruthlessly trample him. Besides his body, I will make him offer up all his women so that every last shred of his dignity is ground away… Then I will bestow the World-Destroying Black Lotus seed upon him and return the women to him! Using both favor and might—this way, he will obediently serve me like a dog!"

Furious, the Exiled Immortal thought coldly. He did not speak, merely looking down at Ye Chen on the teleportation array with icy eyes, his white robes fluttering. He looked like a lofty god gazing down upon the mortal world.

Ye Chen had no interest in staring at the Exiled Immortal any longer. This time, he had not brought any treasures. He also could not be bothered to pretend to be weak and fish for opportunities. At his current level, there were not many people left qualified to stand before him. Fishing without results would only make him look like a clown.

So Ye Chen only wanted a quick battle. Harvest and leave. He took a gentle step forward.

A Kunpeng cry resounded throughout the Eighth Realm.

In the next instant, Ye Chen's black hair danced wildly as he stepped on the Kunpeng and charged straight toward the Exiled Immortal.

Although the distance of millions of li was not short, for the current Ye Chen it took only a few dozen breaths even without going all out.

Seeing Ye Chen rush forward, everyone knew the battle had begun.

All eyes turned toward the sky.

The Exiled Immortal showed no change in expression as Ye Chen hurtled toward him. His white robes fluttered as he stood with his hands behind his back and spoke indifferently, "Ye Chen, submit now and let me plant a slave brand on you. Then you can avoid the fate of watching your women and female cultivators being toyed with by me. I can even bestow the World-Destroying Black Lotus seed upon you, allowing you to condense a top-tier variant black hole and advance to the Great Emperor realm.

"In the future, follow me into the Immortal Realm and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Not only will you escape the fate of the Immortal Realm shattering and perishing, but you may also even have the chance to become an Immortal King and stand at the peak of all realms. I advise you to know your place…"

Ye Chen had originally come only because of their grudge. Killing him and conveniently harvesting his origin energy had been secondary. He had not held much extra emotion toward the Exiled Immortal himself. He had treated him like a random passerby.

But hearing these words now, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes as killing intent surged into the sky. In an instant, his speed doubled once more. His blood qi erupted like a blazing sun descending. Wherever he passed, black holes formed.

"So eager to die… You really are the first one… You'd better pray that your family only has you left."

Ye Chen's voice echoed through the nine heavens, filled with icy killing intent.

The onlookers erupted in an uproar. They knew Ye Chen all too well. Offending the Heavenly Emperor's heir himself could still be resolved if one offered enough benefits to move him. But if one showed any covetousness or disrespect toward his women in words or actions, there was basically nothing left to say. To this day, the only person who had targeted Ye Chen's women and was still alive was the Celestial Prince himself, sealed inside the divine source.

The Exiled Immortal's words had ensured that this battle would explode into its climax right from the very beginning.

The Exiled Immortal sensed Ye Chen's rage but paid it no mind. In his view, this was simply Ye Chen's weakness. Anger was meaningless in battle and would only cause one to lose reason. Especially for top experts like them, a single moment of distraction could mean the difference between life and death.

As Ye Chen drew closer, his momentum pressing down like a mountain, even the Exiled Immortal felt the pressure. He merely sneered coldly and gently pointed a finger.

In an instant, a Quasi-Immortal array rose up, blooming with endless divine radiance. It trapped Ye Chen, who was still in mid-air. Then another grand array rose, followed by yet another, stacking layer upon layer.

In the end, a full seven Quasi-Immortal arrays enveloped Ye Chen, sealing him inside. Within the arrays, endless terrifying formation auras had almost solidified into substance. They sealed everything, ground everything down, and suppressed everything…

Countless people at the scene burst into an uproar. Although they had known the Exiled Immortal had made thorough preparations, they had never imagined his attainments in formations had reached such a terrifying level.

In the cultivation world, only three top formation grandmasters were qualified to set up Quasi-Immortal arrays, and all of them were renowned. But merely setting up a Quasi-Immortal array was already extremely difficult. To stack them like the Exiled Immortal had done—layering seven arrays so they complemented one another and multiplied the power by several times compared to an ordinary Quasi-Immortal array—was simply mythical.

Everyone was witnessing such a scene for the first time. The cultivation world did not even possess such a legacy. Amid the uproar, all eyes turned to the Heavenly Emperor's heir trapped inside the arrays, and their hearts tightened.

The Exiled Immortal was far more terrifying than the outside world had imagined. His mastery of formations had practically reached the peak. Moreover, this time was different from before. The arrays were personally controlled by the Exiled Immortal himself, so their power suffered no reduction at all.

Perhaps the Heavenly Emperor's heir had truly been too conceited this time.

The Exiled Immortal looked at the trapped Ye Chen and sneered coldly. A mere lower-realm native with limited experience had dominated a small world and thought himself invincible. He showed no respect whatsoever toward him—a true immortal from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths whose foundation far surpassed imagination. He had even been provoked into the trap with just two sentences.

Truly short-sighted and utterly foolish.

The Exiled Immortal even felt he had prepared too many backup plans. It was a complete waste. This realm was not like the greater worlds; divine materials and treasures were not abundant. He still needed to save resources for dealing with the Eight-Crowned King later.

What a pity.

But as long as he could enslave Ye Chen, the child of destiny of this realm, everything would be worth it.

Just as the Exiled Immortal was feeling smug and satisfied…Ye Chen, trapped within the seven-layered Quasi-Immortal arrays, showed no emotional change on his icy face.

The Array Secret surged to nearly its peak. His Heavy Puiples opened. Every node of the seven grand arrays was laid bare before him without the slightest concealment.

Ye Chen remained silent. His Supreme Heart beat powerfully, his blood qi surged wildly, and his aura climbed higher. Then he raised his right hand and threw a punch…

The golden fist shadow was like a Golden Crow sun, with the power of reincarnation boiling within it, carrying endless domineering might. Accompanying it were six world scrolls that had almost solidified into reality.

Great Emperor realm cultivators in the distance felt their hearts palpitate. Great Saint realm cultivators turned deathly pale and nearly coughed up blood. Those even weaker sensed the great terror between life and death. Even the Exiled Immortal, who had been certain of victory, narrowed his eyes. His fists clenched unconsciously beneath his sleeves!

In the next instant, the fist shadow collided with the arrays. The entire Eighth Realm seemed to fall silent. Because Ye Chen's punch had directly pierced through all seven layers of the Quasi-Immortal arrays. The golden fist shadow, carrying unmatched tyrannical force, shot straight toward the Exiled Immortal's head!