Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 545

A little loli with snow-white skin stood at 1.5 meters tall, adorably petite, dressed in an exquisite and glamorous little dress. Her delicate pink hair flowed like cherry blossoms blooming in spring, tied into double ponytails that hung in front of her chest.

Her eyes sparkled brightly, filled with a hint of arrogance and willfulness. On her head sat a crown symbolizing her identity as a princess. She wore sheer white stockings as light as a cicada’s wings, her steps light and lively, radiating a youthful and vibrant aura.

Yet this little loli made the beings from the three races present fall silent, trembling in awe!

It was simply because her background was too terrifying!

She hailed from the Asura Clan, one of the top ten clans of the Nine Nether!

And that wasn’t even the scariest part. What truly gave the three races a headache was her special status within the Asura Clan!

Rosa, the most esteemed princess of the Piro Sacred Kingdom, with a father who happened to be the current leader of the Asura Clan!

Either of these identities was something they couldn’t afford to provoke!

Logically, someone of her stature wouldn’t be sent out by the Asura Clan. It was obvious that this headstrong princess insisted on persuading her father to allow her participation.

At first, her father was reluctant. After all, she was his most precious daughter, but in the end, he couldn’t say no to her demands and reluctantly gave in.

Let’s be clear.

This invasion meant serious business!

The Nine Nether planned to launch a devastating internal raid on the Immortal Realm, a course of action they had carefully plotted.

According to the Saint’s Agreement, the Nine Nether could only deploy powerhouses below the Saint level, so the three lower races dispatched five Emperor-level kings each to lead their respective legions into the North Cold Immortal Domain.

If they successfully seized the North Cold Immortal Domain, the demon caves in the other three great immortal domains would erupt in chaos, continually weakening the internal powers of the Immortal Realm.

Then, the Nine Nether Alliance would seize the opportunity to strike from outside, coordinating with the forces within to completely take the Immortal Realm!

This was the malicious plan formulated by the higher-ups of the Nine Nether!

At this moment.

Seeing the Asura princess appear, the beings from the three races lowered their proud heads in reverence, speaking in unison, “We greet you, Princess!”

The fifteen leaders hurriedly paid their respects, not daring to show any negligence.

This was someone they could only look up to. Not to mention them—even if their clan leader were here, they would have to treat her with the utmost respect.

“Hehe, I’ve finally arrived in the Immortal Realm!”

Rosa walked in with her hands behind her back, her steps light and cheerful, her pink ponytails swaying rhythmically with her movements, a graceful smile playing on her lips.

As she spoke, her small, delicate tiger teeth showed, which seemed incredibly cute and healing, yet upon closer inspection, gave an inexplicable eerie feeling…

Like a little imp eager to stir up trouble!

“Princess, please be careful. We’ll always protect your safety,” two powerful dukes with imposing presences followed closely behind Rosa, their faces concealed by demon masks, one black and one white.

They were also of Emperor level, and their strength was even more terrifying than the fifteen leaders!

In the Asura Clan, any Asura who broke through to Emperor level could be titled a duke, a lofty honor indeed.

As the saying goes, dukes are the highest rank among nobles, so the position of duke is telling enough.

Yet even these illustrious dukes could only serve as Rosa’s bodyguards!

“Tch, please, with abilities like yours, you wouldn’t even be able to win against me!”

Rosa scoffed disdainfully.

Her two bodyguards fell silent, their expressions behind the masks awkward.

They felt no sense of rebellion; in fact, they believed Rosa was right—this was indeed the case…

Because this princess of the Piro Sacred Kingdom, the dazzling prodigy of the Asura Clan, was not just simply at the Emperor level; more importantly, she was a Mental Power Cultivator and an extremely rare dual practitioner of talismans and formations!

In the realm of talismanry, she was an Eight-Grade Talismancer, while in formation techniques, she was a bona fide Nine-Grade Formation Master!

It’s no exaggeration to say that with just a few Eight-Grade talismans, Rosa could wipe out both dukes, and if she set up a Nine-Grade Dao Formation, she could annihilate the entire Three Races United Army present!

Her methods were horrifically strong!!

That was the largest reason why Rosa’s father, after much deliberation, finally agreed to his daughter’s request.

Although conquering the North Cold Immortal Domain was a critical part of the plan, it was, in fact, the least challenging segment.

With Rosa’s capabilities, she could easily seize it, allowing her father, as the clan leader, to elevate his daughter’s status and pave the way for her future endeavors.

For both personal and public interest, he had to comply!

“With the princess overseeing this, it surely is foolproof!” praised the Red-Haired Yaksha King.

“Absolutely! Compared to our last invasion, this time our advantage is colossal; the natives here can’t hold us back at all!” cheered the Earth Demon King, swinging his spiked club excitedly.

Previously there had been a grand invasion of demon caves, but at that time, the spatial channel was unstable, resulting in mostly Nine Nether cultivators below Emperor level being transported over.

So even though that time’s attack caught the Immortal Realm off-guard, it was still suppressed by the Emperor-level beings.

Afterward, over the long years, the various clans continued to reinforce the spatial channel, making it incredibly sturdy, able to withstand multiple Emperor-level powerhouses crossing through.

That’s how we got to the current situation!

“Everyone, according to our inside informant, only the North Cold Immortal Domain has no Emperor born in it, making it the easiest to conquer. Looking at our powerful lineup, it’s like a giant dragon stepping on–”

To the end, a Taotie King said confidently.

The inside man he referred to was, of course, Yuhua Sheng.

However, because Yuhua Sheng had severed contact in time, the information they had was severely outdated.

So the higher-ups of Nine Nether still believed that only the North Cold Immortal Domain lacked an Emperor in residence, making it the easiest target!

“Hmph, I just came for fun! If it’s not fun, why would I have traveled all the way to this dump? Not to mention, taking the North Cold Immortal Domain is just the first step; I want to duel with the strongest cultivators in the Immortal Realm for the thrill!”

Rosa crossed her arms, raising her chin, her demeanor exuding immense confidence and charisma.

“Indeed, Princess!”

The leaders quickly echoed her sentiment.

“Stop dawdling, launch the attack now! You must capture the entire North Cold Immortal Domain as quickly as possible; the faster, the better!”

“Anyone who dares to slack off will find this princess not so merciful!”

In everyone’s eyes, this pigtail little loli, one hand on her hip, the other finger pointing, was giving orders with all the authority.

“As you command!”

The fifteen leaders hastily set to work without a word of dissent.

Boom…

The vast Three Races United Army surged forward, heading towards the surrounding five major domains.

Meanwhile, the strange movement at Taihang Forbidden Mountain was soon noticed by the cultivators in the five major domains.

However, the Three Races United Army was overwhelmingly strong, led by fifteen Emperor-level leaders, and even if they wanted to resist, they were powerless.

Quickly, the five major domains fell one after another!

It was a slaughter, rivers of blood flowing—countless cultivators perished or faced enslavement.

But that wasn’t the end; the Three Races United Army swept through the nearby major domains like a locust plague.

Wherever they went, the land was left barren, a tragic spectacle!

Major domains were conquered and blood-soaked in an instant, and the flames of war rapidly spread across the entire North Cold Immortal Domain.

“Holy crap, where did these monsters come from?!”

“Friends, the seal of the demon cave has been broken, and the demons from beyond the realm are invading our North Cold Immortal Domain!”

“Damn it, let’s fight these beasts!”

…

“Master, please don’t die!” A little boy with a chubby face cried out, kneeling beside an elderly figure half-kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

This old man remained in a half-kneeling position, his head hung low, blood pouring from his mouth, clutching a blood-stained silver spear, completely out of breath.

Surrounding him lay countless corpses of the Earth Demon Clan, each face twisted in terror, their chests punctured with gaping holes, blood gushing forth like a fountain.

In the setting sun, a tragic hue was painted over the scene.

Just moments ago, the old man had witnessed the brutal actions of the Earth Demon Clan and, in fury, picked up his spear to fight back, unleashing forbidden techniques to take out an entire elite squad of the Earth Demon Clan, ultimately collapsing to the ground, his life force extinguished.

“That old man, could it be Xu Nantian, once known as the Gun Emperor?!” a nearby cultivator gasped, recognizing the elder.

“Yes, he is the famed Xu Gun Emperor! Who would have thought, in his bid to protect us, he…” Another cultivator’s voice trembled, tears welling in his eyes.

Xu Nantian, nicknamed the Gun Emperor, once roamed the North Cold Immortal Domain with unrivaled fame; he was an exceptional Emperor-level powerhouse, nearly no Emperor could withstand his one shot, his strength was legendary.

Realizing he could no longer break through, he took on a disciple to pass on his legacy, gradually fading from public view.

Who would have thought that when a squad of Earth Demon Clan sought to slaughter a city, the Gun Emperor couldn’t bear to see innocent citizens perish, and decided to risk everything, taking down that elite squad by himself, ultimately sacrificing his own life to save countless people within the city.

His death was for the sake of humanity; all present cultivators were deeply moved.

“Junior… bids farewell to the Gun Emperor!”

A young man, struggling to suppress his grief, cupped his hands in salute.

Once those words were spoken, it sparked a chain reaction.

Countless men and women responded, kneeling and bowing, their voices choking with emotion echoing through the city, bringing tears to the eyes.

“Farewell, Gun Emperor!!!”

At the same time.

Similar tragic scenes unfolded across the North Cold Immortal Domain.

Many once-mighty powerhouses set aside personal grudges and stood together to resist the invasion of the Three Races United Army.

Some died, and others were injured—the battle was intensely brutal!