Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Sensing that Feng Xing was beginning to back down, the lingering will within him thought to himself, "This is bad. I absolutely cannot let him escape my control!"

After regaining control of the Windwalker's Will, this lingering thought also looked at the towering figure with apprehension—the other party was manipulating the Five Elements Laws, evolving Chaos Return to Nothingness, and devouring everything.

"I miscalculated. I thought I could control this Heavenly Evolution Dao Venerable, but I ended up being caught off guard. I must leave this world, otherwise, if he catches me red-handed, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Upon realizing this, the lingering thought immediately influenced Feng Xing, who issued the command: "Xiao Ai, immediately exit this world and bring back all players and data who have entered the game!"

"As you command, Master!"

Xiao Ai began to execute the command. At this moment, the clone that Ying Zheng had planted also heard the system notification: "System error! Forced exit in progress..."

Subsequently, Ying Zheng's clone sensed that he was being expelled from the Tianyan World. At the same time, numerous discussion posts appeared on the forum:
"What exactly happened? Why was I forcibly kicked out of the game? This has never happened before!"

"Could it be that Funshion Games has lost ground this time and has no choice but to retreat?"

"What just happened? We only felt an irresistible pressure, and then we knew nothing more!"

"Is this the true clash between gods and demons? It's simply unattainable!"

"..."

On the other side, the last vestige of Feng Xing's consciousness stared intently at Ying Zheng, as if trying to imprint his image in his heart: "One day, I will return to take my revenge!"

Then, his thoughts carried millions of newbie villages away swiftly.

Feng Xing's face showed a pained expression. He had invested a massive amount of resources to conquer the Tianyan World. Fortunately, the plan had only just begun; otherwise, the losses would have been incalculable.

Ying Zheng patched up the membrane of the world, sealing the loopholes through which they had infiltrated, preventing them from sneaking in again undetected. Only then did he slowly retract his vast power.

With his clone ability, Ying Zheng could easily monitor Fengxing Games' every move. This was precisely why he decisively took action and defeated them.

After all, Ying Zheng had already considered the Tianyan World as his own, how could he allow others to have a piece of it?
Moreover, a battle between Great Luo level experts is enough to destroy the Great Thousand World, so how could he allow the Heavenly Evolution World to become a battlefield?

Now, by secretly growing through his clones, he can uncover the mastermind's secrets and then decisively defeat them with swift and decisive action. This is Ying Zheng's true plan.

As the overwhelming pressure of that vast will and the Five Elements Laws gradually dissipated, the old monsters in the Heavenly Evolution World breathed a sigh of relief and then began to inquire about the news everywhere.

"What exactly happened just now? Why did the Heavenly Evolution Dao Venerable reappear after hundreds of eons, and with such power, seemingly suppressing a powerful enemy?"

"That's right, it felt like the world was collapsing just now, and we all felt like we were on the brink of death. This feeling was too terrifying, we must find out the truth!"

"Otherwise, even if I perish in the calamity in the future, I'm afraid I'll die without knowing why!"

"..."

Ying Zheng ignored the turmoil in the Tianyan World, leaving these trivial matters to the nine branches under the Tianyan Palace.

At this moment, he is secretly tracking the clues of the person behind the scenes through his clone planted on that punk planet.

Unfortunately, even though the opponent was defeated, he did not reveal many traces, making it difficult for Ying Zheng to track down his true identity.

However, at this moment, Ying Zheng heard a system notification:
"Ding, player, the Heavenly Evolution World arc has ended prematurely due to abnormal interference. New world exploration is now open, and True Form Descent mode is activated simultaneously..."

Upon hearing this notification, a profound meaning flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes: "It seems that guy has indeed suffered considerable losses. He's trying to make up for his losses by fleecing people, while forcing the creatures of this planet to grow rapidly and serve him."

The real-life time travel means that players only have one life and must grow rapidly under pressure from all sides, which also comes with huge risks.

According to the supplementary explanation, a mandatory task must be carried out every seven days, which means that players cannot escape it. The cowardly will eventually be abandoned by the times and crushed into dust.

This is undoubtedly forcing billions of lives on this planet to work for him, and such behavior naturally arouses public outrage.

"What exactly is Fengxing Games trying to do? You've been transported to another world, and you only have one life; if you die, it's truly over!"

"Exactly! This isn't the virtual body we used to have, and the forced missions are absolutely deadly!"

"What do we do now? Can't this lousy game company even be played properly anymore?!"

"Can the arm twist the thigh? Even the Federation is helpless, what can we do?"

"I see now, Funshion Games wants to swallow us whole! We have no choice but to go with the flow!"

"..."

Ying Zheng ignored the commotion; he was more concerned with what this newly opened world was all about.

He then activated the time travel function on the virtual panel:

"Player is logging in. Player's current cultivation level has been detected as Transcendent Level 1. Preparing to teleport..."

As time and space shifted, Ying Zheng felt his body instantly being digitized.

Taking this opportunity, he attempted to secretly infiltrate the system and trace the clues to find the person behind it all.

Unfortunately, unable to force a breakthrough and unwilling to lose this clone, Ying Zheng could only explore slowly without being discovered.

Even after the transmission was completed, Ying Zheng was still unable to break through the firewall set by the rules.

He looked at the deep forest before him with a hint of disappointment. An eerie and ominous atmosphere permeated the air, faintly flowing through the void.

Using the hidden power of the Primordial Dao within his body, Ying Zheng quietly covered up the surveillance network set up by Fengxing Games, and only after destroying its monitoring capabilities did he unscrupulously use his Great Luo status to spy on this world.

The ominous and eerie feeling he had just experienced was not an illusion. Ying Zheng could sense the power of wailing, madness, and corruption emanating from the black threads, imprinted in the void and constantly eroding this world.

This is a world that has been corrupted by something eerie and is on the verge of collapse.

This power bears a striking resemblance to that of the Heavenly Venerable Fusheng Xuanhuang. Could it be related to that pantheon?
Perhaps it wasn't that they took the initiative, but rather that this world inadvertently drew upon a trace of their power?

This world belongs to the mid-thousand level, making it a high-magic world.

Using the rules that permeate the void, Ying Zheng sensed that most of these rules had been corrupted by something strange and ominous.

This means that the cultivation system in this world has fallen into strangeness and misfortune.

The deeper one's cultivation, the closer one gets to the bizarre and ominous.

It's likely that the high-level cultivators in this world have long since become beings that are half-human and half-monster.

Whether there are any god-level or demon-level cultivators remains unknown.

Based on the information Ying Zheng sensed upon his initial arrival, this world had been eroded for no more than 100,000 years.

Over the course of a hundred thousand years, with the cultivation system constantly evolving, finding a stable cultivation system that allows one to advance to godhood or demonhood has been incredibly difficult. Since ancient times, gods and demons, when the world was corrupted by strange forces, either perished or transformed into ominous beings.

Just then, a malevolent spirit lurking in the shadows stared intently at Ying Zheng with bloodthirsty eyes.

Ying Zheng looked into the void, seemingly without any guard up.

In an instant, madness and bloodlust flashed in the eyes of this ferocious spirit, and it pounced on Ying Zheng.

The drool dripping from the corner of its mouth exuded a strong yin energy: "Flesh and blood...give me flesh and blood!"

Endless wails echoed all around. However, the moment Ying Zheng glanced indifferently at the evil spirit, it was frozen in mid-air, as if being watched by a high-ranking being, unable to move.

The vengeful spirit, freed from the influence of bloodlust and madness, trembled with fear.

Ying Zheng examined the malevolent spirit with great interest. Its power was around the third level, and it contained hundreds of Yin spirits within its body.

This is an existence formed after a cultivator was devoured by a malevolent spirit, and it cultivates the incomplete chapter of Yin Spirit Soul Control... That's interesting.

By reading the memories within the spirits, Ying Zheng learned that the current cultivation system in this world was called the "New Method".

The cultivation realms are divided into: Body Tempering, Meridian Opening, Spirit Absorption, Qi Refining, Dao Foundation, Spirit Transformation, Golden Core, Dharma Form, Primordial Spirit...

"Just as I expected, the higher the cultivation level, the more bizarre the Dharma form and primordial spirit become."

"A mere glance from a mortal or low-level cultivator will cause them to undergo a mutation, euphemistically called a 'celestial body,' untouched by the mortal world. This is simply the way of the bizarre immortals—those who devour the gods and do not die are the bizarre!"

"The more one devours, the faster one's strength will increase if one can maintain one's original mind and not fall into madness."

"And that guy sent the Unicorn Race into this realm, could it be that he wanted to cultivate a batch of high-level cannon fodder?" Ying Zheng muttered to himself.

Ying Zheng's gaze passed over the layers of mountains and shadows, and under the silvery moonlight overhead, he could see the brightly lit, golden pavilions and palace complexes.

It was a gathering place for cultivators, rumored to be a large-scale imitation market established by the Red Dust Sect, one of the nine righteous sects of the Great Xia and the six demonic sects. Occasionally, even Golden Core Realm cultivators would appear there.

Ying Zheng's clone suppressed his own body with the power of the Primordial Dao. Although his status was extremely high, his actual power was only at the first level of the extraordinary realm.

At this moment, Ying Zheng did not intend to cultivate the systems he already knew, but instead wanted to try the strange immortal path of this world to benefit himself.

Moreover, if one could use this cultivation path to directly devour the evil god who assimilates this world behind the scenes, this clone would instantly possess extremely powerful strength.

Therefore, Ying Zheng is currently preparing to collect the cultivation systems of this world, integrate them, and deduce a cultivation method suitable for himself.

Ying Zheng stepped into the shadows and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, his aura ethereal, heading towards the mortal city.

The evil spirit left behind by Ying Zheng, watching his disappearing figure, made a snap decision and quickly flew after him, cautiously following behind Ying Zheng, showing a submissive attitude.

Ying Zheng paid no attention to this. He slowly walked to the foot of Fangshi Mountain, where the atmosphere of the mortal world was pervasive, and the allure of the mortal world was irresistible.

Those with weak strength, or those who do not possess a pass to the Red Dust Market, will have their minds corrupted by this Red Dust aura, ultimately becoming puppets.

As expected of a market established by the Red Dust Demon Sect, one of the six major sects of the demonic path, their methods are indeed extremely ruthless.

Ying Zheng, however, showed no discomfort and slowly walked towards the market gate.

The young men guarding the gate were dressed in red robes embroidered with the words "Red Dust," clearly outer disciples of the Red Dust Demonic Sect.

"To enter the market, you must pay one Crimson Emperor Coin!"

The current currency used for cultivation in the Great Xia Dynasty is the Five Emperors Coin, which is divided into Gold Emperor Coin, Green Emperor Coin, Black Emperor Coin, Red Emperor Coin, and White Emperor Coin.

Among them, the Golden Emperor Coin is the most valuable, said to be formed from the essence of heaven and earth, and used for trading among immortals.

The Azure Emperor Coin contains abundant primordial energy of heaven and earth; one coin is enough to replenish the entire primordial energy of a Dharma Aspect cultivator.

Black Emperor Coins circulated in transactions between Transcendent Spirits and Golden Core True Immortals.

As for the Crimson Emperor Coin and the White Emperor Coin, they were jointly issued by fifteen top forces: the Nine Righteous Lineages of the Great Xia Dynasty, the Six Demonic Sects, and the Three Unorthodox Lineages.

The exchange rate was approximately 1 in 1000. The exchange rate between Crimson Emperor Coins and White Emperor Coins was acceptable, but the latter three were rarely exchanged.

Entering or leaving this mortal market requires one Crimson Emperor Coin, enough to make many low-level rogue cultivators feel the pinch.

The evil spirit following behind Ying Zheng opened its mouth and spat out a soul stone, immediately weakening its aura.

This soul stone is formed from the power of Yin spirits and is of great benefit to cultivators practicing related techniques.

It can also be used for refining weapons, and is quite valuable, comparable to more than ten Crimson Emperor Coins.

Upon hearing this, the outer disciple guarding the gate's eyes flashed with joy. After weighing the soul stone in his hand, he took out two tokens and handed them to Ying Zheng and the fierce spirit behind him: "Go in!"

Ying Zheng looked at the token in his hand and instantly understood its essence and the magical structure inscribed inside.

This type of technique can collect the scattered desires and aura of the mortal world emanating from the holder of the command.

Ying Zheng silently walked inside, and the vengeful spirit, having regained its senses, began to introduce the place to Ying Zheng based on the memories of the yin spirits it had devoured.

"Among the Red Dust Market, the best is the Red Dust Treasure Pavilion, which was set up by the Red Dust Demon Sect. At the same time, the nine righteous sects, the six demonic sects, and the three unorthodox sects also have shops here."

"However, the most special one is the Myriad Laws Pavilion. It is said to have been founded by a powerful rogue cultivator. It contains myriad laws, and you can exchange them by copying just one scroll!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng said thoughtfully, "The Myriad Laws Pavilion is quite interesting. Their actions in this realm must be a trap to reap the rewards!"

The evil spirit's eyes showed horror; it had heard about it before.

Some cultivators' cultivation methods are altered or specially designed by malicious individuals. In the later stages of cultivation, their cultivation, flesh and blood, and soul will all be transformed into nourishment for others.

Unexpectedly, the Wanfa Pavilion, which had a decent reputation, also acted in this way.

Ying Zheng did not pay too much attention to this behavior. The fact that he cultivated the Path of the Strange Immortals showed that the cultivation world in this realm grew stronger by eating people.

On this main street, people come and go, with towering jade palaces on both sides and vendors setting up stalls along the roadside. Humans, demons, ghosts, and monsters each have their own way of doing things.

Everyone revealed their true forms, some shrouded in ghostly energy, others with gaping bloats revealing their internal organs; none of them maintained a human form.

Those who can maintain a human form like Ying Zheng are either new to cultivation or possess profound strength.

Before probing the situation thoroughly, these rogue cultivators in the cultivation world are quite shrewd and will not rashly become the first to stick their necks out.

Ying Zheng gazed at the jade palace before him, inscribed with the three characters "Wanfa Lou" (Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion), from which a mysterious Daoist aura flowed. (End of Chapter)