“Immortal Emperor, that’s an Immortal Emperor!”
The weight of those two words is too heavy!
I’d only seen descriptions of Immortal Emperors in ancient texts before and never imagined I’d meet such a mythical figure one day.
Now, someone’s telling me that an Immortal Emperor is actually nearby, and Hong Qianye’s shock is beyond words.
Talk about a sudden revelation!
“So, what do you think? Pretty explosive news, huh?” Li Wujie chuckled, a glimmer of wisdom in his eyes.
“I still don’t believe it. How can there be an Immortal Emperor in this world? By rights, someone of that level should only exist in the Immortal Realm. If he really is an Immortal Emperor, why is he here?” Hong Qianye said, her voice low.
Li Wujie rubbed his chin, letting his imagination run wild. “What if, in the past, the Kunlun Realm was really impressive and the cultivation environment was on par with the Immortal Realm? Otherwise, why would the Ming Clan go to such lengths to invade? And considering the recent awakening of heaven and earth, think about it!”
Hong Qianye paused, finding some logic in his words.
The Ming Clan mobilized tens of thousands of Immortals just to conquer the Kunlun Realm—doesn’t that mean Kunlun has immense value?
Looks like I’ve been misled by my past perceptions, still thinking Kunlun Realm has always been backward when it was once unimaginably glorious!
Who knows what disasters it faced afterward that led to its decline?
Given this background, it’s quite possible that an Immortal Emperor exists in the Kunlun Realm!
Perhaps he didn’t show himself before due to environmental constraints, and now he’s out and about to adapt to the laws of heaven and earth!
Thinking of that guy named Ye, he’s been rising to prominence over the past two years, shaking the world with his invincible might, along with his bizarre ways of doing things, the rare magical treasures he pulls out, and the supreme martial arts techniques he bestows upon his disciples…
Sweat trickled down Hong Qianye’s forehead as she thought more deeply and felt a creeping fear—was she on the brink of uncovering the truth?
Maybe that guy is truly a surviving Immortal Emperor!
“Brother Hong, now you should believe me, right?” Li Wujie couldn’t help but feel a bit smug, filled with pride.
He’s a disciple of the Immortal Emperor!
Who can compare?
“Hmph, believing it or not, what difference does it make?” Hong Qianye replied impatiently. “Just remember to speak up about things in the future; don’t keep me in suspense!”
“Oh,” Li Wujie said, somewhat disappointed, then turned to leave.
Meanwhile, Hong Qianye continued to let her imagination run wild, her eyes constantly shifting. She thought,
“If this is the case, could there be other special existences like him in the Kunlun Realm? Just that they haven’t appeared yet? If they do show up one after another, Kunlun will surely be reshuffled.”
…
When Kunpeng returned to the Xuantian Sect, he was met with enthusiastic cheers. Everyone was incredulous upon learning the whole story.
Fortunately, everything had settled!
These days, discussions about Ye Junlin suppressing the Ming Clan army were bubbling throughout the fourteen states of the Eastern Domain.
“Have you heard? Senior Ye single-handedly slew hundreds of thousands of Immortals and severed the ancient star path, saving the entire Kunlun Realm!”
“No way, right? Didn’t they say that eight hundred thousand Immortals invaded the Eastern Domain, and Senior Ye killed them all?”
“What? Only eight hundred thousand? Clearly, it was sixty million Immortals! My friend was with the Eastern Domain’s coalition, and he told me that himself!”
“Haha, your friend is fooling you. The truth is, a billion foreign Immortals invaded! Don’t ask, just know I was there!”
“What? A billion?! Is that even a little bit…”
“Hmm? What’s your attitude? Are you doubting that Senior Ye doesn’t have that power?”
“No, no, no, I believe! I really believe! Could this friend please put down the magical treasure? You’re scaring me.”
“Pass it on, Senior Ye annihilated one billion foreign Immortals with a single sword! May Kunlun Realm enjoy everlasting peace!”
The entire Eastern Domain was abuzz with chatter, various versions spreading like wildfire, rumors flying everywhere.
During this time, anyone who dared to downplay the count of enemies Ye Junlin killed would be immediately besieged.
So, from the initial hundreds of thousands, the numbers skyrocketed to a billion—a truly magical evolution of public opinion!
Even the most authoritative cultivation news outlet specially sought out the White-Clad Sword Immortal Xue Wuhen from the Xuanji Sword Sect, asking whether it was true that Senior Ye had personally slaughtered up to a billion foreign Immortals.
Facing the question, Xue Wuhen remained silent for several minutes, then finally nodded heavily and said, “Indeed, Senior Ye killed a billion foreign True Immortals; I saw it with my own eyes!”
“If anyone has doubts, they can come ask my sword. The cultivation world knows—we sword cultivators are the least likely to lie!”
Once that statement was released by the news outlet, the world fell silent.
Quickly, the outside world erupted like a pot boiling over, with everyone supporting Xue Wuhen and agreeing with his statement.
“Yes, yes, yes, I wholeheartedly agree!”
“I really don’t get why there are people questioning Senior Ye’s achievements!”
“Haha, true fans never doubt!”
“Same here!”
Thus, the claim that Senior Ye had killed a billion foreign True Immortals was utterly confirmed.
Fallen Immortal Island.
The beings in the yard were chatting.
“Everyone, it seems the new island master is quite different from what we expected. I thought he wouldn’t be able to resist the Ming Clan’s attack, and yet he actually pulled it off.”
A little donkey said gruffly, “Looks like we underestimated him before!”
“Cluck cluck~”
An old hen excitedly crowed, boasting, “You underestimated him; I never did!”
“Please, after tens of thousands of True Immortals from the Ming Clan came in, I saw you panicking, ready to jump out and help him!” The little donkey retorted.
“What do you know, you silly donkey? Even if I did step in, it would just be icing on the cake. I still believe in our new island master!” The old hen defended herself stubbornly.
“Oh come on, you compliment the guy, and you’re totally ready to fight for him. What a fall from grace for a former Immortal Sovereign!” The little donkey scoffed.
The old hen was furious and took a fighting stance. “What did you say, you dumb donkey? Do you want me to teach you a lesson?”
“Come on, let’s see how you, the hen, step on my donkey head!” The little donkey threatened, lifting its shiny black hoof, poised for action.
“Stop it! Acting all rowdy here, what’s the matter with you?”
A cold, indifferent voice echoed in the yard, carrying an undeniable authority.
Both the old hen and the little donkey immediately fell silent.
The willow tree stood quietly, its emerald branches swaying in the wind, exuding an ethereal aura.
“What I want to remind you all is that since Fallen Immortal Island has a new master, don’t call him the new island master. That’s very disrespectful; we need a proper title for him!”
“Since his last name is Ye, we should call him Island Master Ye!”
“Miss Liu is right.” The beings all nodded in agreement.
“Especially you, silly donkey. Your distrust toward Island Master Ye is not good!” The cold voice hinted at a chilling aura at the end.
The little donkey shivered, chattering its teeth, as visions of that dreadful figure flashed in its mind, and it kneeled down in front of the willow tree, crying,
“Miss Liu, it’s a misunderstanding! I absolutely have no ill intentions toward Island Master Ye, I swear loyalty to him!”
“Look at my eyes; how sincere!”
The little donkey’s pleading stance was quite comical, making the other beings want to laugh.
Willow Tree: “Get up, and this is a one-time exception.”
“Yes!”
The little donkey felt as if a great weight had been lifted as it cautiously stood up, only to see the old hen’s mocking gaze, feeling anger but daring not to speak.
After all, within the yard, the willow tree held the highest position.
It had once struck fear into the hearts of countless Immortals in ancient times, causing chaos with its might—they weren’t even worthy to carry its shoes!
To put it bluntly, one flick of a willow branch could send it back to the cycle of rebirth!
Willow Tree: “Undeniably, we all underestimated Island Master Ye’s strength. He’s far more powerful than we imagined, with exceptionally monstrous talent, proving Liu Island Master didn’t choose wrong.”
“After all, he’ll face not only external pressures but also internal changes in the Kunlun Realm.”
“Miss Liu, are you suggesting…” the old hen asked seriously.
“Exactly. Based on my prediction, the Kunlun Realm is about to enter the next awakening phase, and the magnitude of this change will be significant, allowing beings of Immortal King level to be born!”
“The old fellows who stubbornly chose to stay in the Kunlun Realm instead of heading to the Immortal Realm will likely wake up and make their presence known.”
The willow tree spoke solemnly.
These ancient powerhouses were all proud and arrogant, unwilling to venture into the Immortal Realm, betting on a chance for a resurgence in the Kunlun Realm. They held both good and bad positions among themselves.
If these ancient Immortals start to emerge, it’s sure to create a massive upheaval in the current situation of the Kunlun Realm.
They might not even wait for the foreign races to descend; the Kunlun Realm might already be thrown into chaos!
The beings in the yard felt a heavy weight in their hearts, sensing trouble was looming.
Boom, boom, boom…
Suddenly, a terrifying thunder echoed from the depths of the sky.
Above the Xuantian Sect, dark tribulation clouds were wildly gathering, converging to unleash numerous dazzling and terrifying bolts of lightning.
“What’s going on?” the beings in the yard questioned in confusion.
The willow tree replied calmly, “No need to panic; someone outside is about to cross the tribulation to become an Immortal.”