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

"No...no!" At this moment, the Demon Lord Zhiyan was like a lamb to the slaughter in Ying Zheng's palm, and dared not utter a single complaint.

He could only obediently nod.

At this moment, he looked at Ying Zheng, his heart filled with sorrow.

He had been in seclusion for billions of years, thinking that after breaking through, he would be invincible in the primordial universe. However, he did not expect to run into Ying Zheng, a tough opponent, as soon as he was born, and almost broke his head and bled!
"Hmph, go ahead!" Ying Zheng snorted coldly, then tore through the void and threw the Supreme Flame Demon Lord directly from the Origin Realm to the Origin Realm God Tomb on the edge of the Hongmeng Universe.

The Tomb of the Origin Realm is where the remains of numerous cultivators and powerful beings who perished after the destruction of the Origin Realm are buried.

Ying Zheng had originally been considering finding someone to guard this place to prevent unsuspecting people from accidentally breaking in, digging up graves and stealing corpses, or to prevent cultivators practicing evil paths from secretly digging up the remains of these powerful beings from the Origin Realm.

Now that the Demon Lord Zhiyan has delivered himself to Ying Zheng's doorstep, it's only right that Ying Zheng punishes him by making him guard the Tomb of the Origin Realm God.

The Demon Lord Zhiyan was thrown from the Origin Realm to the edge of the universe by Ying Zheng in one go, and fell heavily to the ground, not reacting for a long time.

When he came to his senses, looking at the rows of tombstones around him, his heart was filled with fear and sorrow!

"Why am I so unlucky!" he cried out in grief and indignation among the tombs.

As he spoke, the tombstones in the God's Tomb seemed to tremble like the ocean, as if the deceased were mocking him.

After shouting, the Demon Lord Zhiyan let out a long sigh, then got up from the ground. "So be it, so be it. Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. After all, I'm still better than you dead ghosts who are already lying in your graves."

As he spoke, his divine sense swept across the graves, most of which were inscribed with the names and origins of the deceased.

On these tombstones, he found many former "acquaintances"!
The matter of the Demon Lord Zhiyan was just a minor incident.

After dealing with him, Ying Zheng went back to seclusion.

Years later, he finally fully healed the injuries on his arms.

After his injuries healed, he was naturally able to enter the Canglan Illusionary Realm again.

Ying Zheng notified the Great Powerful Saint and others, and they immediately gathered at the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, except for the Great Sword Master.

The Great Sword Master's injuries were too severe, and he has not yet recovered. His Illusionary Realm Spirit Orb was also brought over by the Divine Master Xuanjian.

“Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, Fellow Daoist Da Tuo’s Illusionary Realm Spirit Pearl is here. I have seen him. I’m afraid it will take him more than a billion years to recover.” Xuan Jian God Venerable said to Ying Zheng with a wry smile.

"I know," Ying Zheng nodded helplessly.

He was well aware of the severity of the Great Sword Master's injuries.

He was corrupted by ghost energy simply by grabbing the Jade Ghost Hand with both hands, while the Great Sword Master took a direct hit from a ghost claw!
It's a miracle that he wasn't killed on the spot and managed to escape and survive.

After receiving the Illusionary Realm Spirit Pearl from Xuanjian Divine Venerable, Ying Zheng said, "I will temporarily keep this Illusionary Realm Spirit Pearl for Fellow Daoist Datuo. Once he recovers from his injuries, he can use it again."

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, Xuan Jian immediately bowed to him, saying, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng!"

Ying Zheng smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist Xuan Jian, there's no need to be so polite."

After everyone was seated, they took out their respective Illusionary Realm Spirit Orbs, then calmed their minds and focused their spirits, using the power of the Illusionary Realm Spirit Orbs to re-enter the Azure Illusionary Realm.

Ying Zheng and his group were still by the campfire, but the fire had gone out and it was already daytime in the Canglan Illusionary Realm.

Looking at the mess on the ground and the extinguished campfire, the nobles couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

The last big battle around the campfire was truly thrilling.

If Ying Zheng hadn't fought desperately against that high-level ghost and defeated it, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Fellow Daoists, now that you have all broken through to the level of the Primordial Emperor, there is no point in us continuing to catch insects here. Therefore, I have decided that this time we will choose a direction and try to explore forward," Ying Zheng said to the Venerables.

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's words, all the lords nodded in agreement.

Just as Ying Zheng said, they are now all at the level of Hunyuan Emperor. With their cultivation level improved, the power they can gain from killing insects is very limited.

Moreover, the higher the realm, the more power is required to break through to the next level.

There's no point in continuing to kill the insects.

The Venerable Ones had long anticipated that we would leave this place and explore further.

"Then which direction should we go?" Immortal Venerable Hongluo asked Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed in a direction.

"Why did you choose this direction?" Immortal Venerable Hongluo asked again.

The other dignitaries also turned their gazes toward Ying Zheng.

However, this time Ying Zheng simply smiled and said, "There's no particular reason, I just pointed in a direction randomly."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the venerable ones couldn't help but laugh.

“Although I had some understanding of the Canglan Illusionary Realm before, the place we are in now is too remote and desolate, so that understanding is of no use at all,” Ying Zheng explained.

"In short, our current goal is to advance while hunting wild creatures to improve our strength! Once everyone has broken through to the second level of the cosmic level, we will make further plans."

"Good." All the venerable ones nodded in agreement.

With the plan set, Ying Zheng and his entourage immediately set off.

Ying Zheng walked at the front, holding the Dark Scepter of Creation in his hand, while the other deities followed cautiously behind him, each holding a primordial treasure they had brought into the Illusionary Realm.

These primordial treasures, which are incredibly powerful in the outside world, are basically no different from ordinary wooden sticks and firewood knives in this Canglan Illusionary Realm.

As they continued their journey, after slaying some low-level wild creatures, Ying Zheng and his companions finally encountered an unexpected situation.

It's raining in the Canglan Fantasy Realm.

Dark clouds quickly gathered, obscuring the sky and blocking out the two suns. Then, a light drizzle began to fall.

At first, Ying Zheng and his men did not take the rain seriously.

In fact, the venerable ones found it quite novel.

But soon, they couldn't help but start cursing.

The rain soaked their clothes, and the once dry wasteland became muddy after the rain.

With each step they took, their feet would get covered in mud, and they would easily slip and fall flat on their faces, making it extremely difficult to move forward.

"This is outrageous! My Xuanhuang Dharma Robe can even avoid karmic obstacles and tribulations, yet it gets soaked by this rain?!" Xuanjian God Venerable couldn't help but curse.

"Yes, is my Primordial Star Robe really inferior to a raincoat?! A raincoat can keep out the rain, but my Primordial Star Robe can't?!" Emperor Wuxuan said through gritted teeth.

"Sigh, stop complaining," sighed Immortal Venerable Hongluo.

The rain pelted her, soaking her completely. Her once dignified palace dress was now half-covering her, making her extremely embarrassed.

Not only that, her hair bun was also loose, and her long hair was plastered to her face, making her look like a female ghost crawling out of a ditch.

"It's a bit uncomfortable, but let's all hang in there a little longer," Ying Zheng said with a wry smile.

The rain obstructed their vision, and what used to be a chance to spot some wild creatures was now completely invisible. However, Ying Zheng soon realized he was wrong.

"Thud!" Suddenly, a huge shadow fell from the sky and slammed heavily onto the head of the Supreme Lord Hongdu.

"What is that?!" Supreme Lord Hongdu was startled.

He instinctively reached out and grabbed something, but instead grabbed a green clump.

This thing feels soft and squishy to the touch, and a little slippery.

"A...toad?" Supreme Hongdu looked at the object in his hand with some surprise.

"No, they're frogs," Fire Velvet Celestial Venerable corrected from the side. Fire Velvet Celestial Venerable was also a senior powerhouse in the Origin Realm, and he was among the ten people chosen by Ying Zheng.

Besides the seven individuals—Hongdu Supreme, Xuanjian Divine Venerable, Wuxuan Emperor Venerable, Datuo Sword Venerable, Hongluo Immortal Venerable, Daweide Saint Venerable, and Binghan Jue Venerable—the remaining three are Huorong Heavenly Venerable, Hushi Great Venerable, and Tianyu Immortal Venerable.

“They’re all the same,” said the Supreme Lord Hongdu.

"How can toads fall from the sky?!" he exclaimed.

But then he smiled slightly and said, "Toad, toad, you were sent to my hands by God, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

As he spoke, he took action and killed the frog in his hand, absorbing a faint but pure power.

"A frog falling from the sky? That's unheard of!" Immortal Venerable Hongluo shook his head and couldn't help but say.

"Yes," all the Venerables nodded in agreement.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but chuckle. But just then, as if he had thought of something, his expression suddenly changed.

He subconsciously looked up at the sky.

Within the dark clouds, along with the rain, came enormous shadows.

Those shadows were clearly frogs!

"Oh no! It's a rain of frogs!" Ying Zheng exclaimed.

"What's wrong?!" Seeing Ying Zheng's appearance, all the venerable ones were startled and asked him in unison.

"It's a rain of beasts!!" At this moment, Ice Cold Venerable seemed to have realized something and exclaimed in surprise.

“Unlike rain outside, which is formed by the condensation of water vapor, rain in the Canglan Illusionary Realm gathers the energy that permeates the world when it is formed. This energy condenses with the rain and may form all kinds of wild creatures!” Ying Zheng explained in a deep voice.

"This...!" The Venerable Ones were all somewhat incredulous.

"Have you forgotten?! The wild creatures of the Canglan Illusionary Realm are all manifestations of energy dissipated from heaven and earth!" Ying Zheng reminded them in a deep voice.

Now, all the venerable ones showed expressions of sudden realization. But immediately afterward, their expressions turned ugly.

"It's just some frogs falling from the sky, it should be nothing serious," said the God Xuanjian.

“No!” This time, the Ice Cold Venerable said with a wry smile, “Because of the rules of heaven and earth, the creatures born in the beast rain are often of the same kind. Just like what we are encountering now is a rain of frogs.”

"But you must not think that frogs are safe. Because the degree of energy accumulation varies, if too much energy is accumulated, a frog may turn into a terrifying monster!"

As Binghan Juezun spoke, frogs began to fall down, accompanied by rain.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen frogs fell around Ying Zheng and his men. Some of these frogs died instantly upon landing, some were left barely alive, and others, after landing on the soft grass, immediately hopped away and hid among the weeds.

These frogs all appear to be harmless.

Suddenly, a frog the size of a washbasin fell from the sky and landed right in front of everyone.

It fell down with a loud "thud," slamming hard onto the ground and splashing up a high spray of mud and water.

Despite such a violent impact, it miraculously survived.

Not only that, after shaking its head, it actually locked its gaze on Ying Zheng and his entourage.

"Caw!" it cried out, then opened its mouth wide, and a blur shot out from it like lightning!

"Be careful!" Ying Zheng shouted urgently.

Unfortunately, it was too late by then.

Emperor Wuxuan saw it clearly: the afterimage, accompanied by a fierce wind, was rushing towards him!

Without hesitation, he instinctively raised his hand to protect himself.

"what!!"

A sharp pain shot through him; his arm had been pierced by the afterimage!
Only then did he realize that what had pierced his arm was a long tongue. After passing through his arm, the tongue remained tightly wrapped around his hand.

"You wicked creature!" he roared, then reached out his other hand to grab the frog's tongue.

However, at that moment, an astonishing force came from his tongue, and he was suddenly pulled into the air, pouncing straight towards the frog the size of a washbasin.

"Oh no!!" All the Venerables were greatly alarmed!
Fortunately, just as Emperor Wuxuan was about to be dragged away, Ying Zheng rushed forward like lightning.

"You beast, cease your arrogance!" Ying Zheng roared, tearing through the air with his fork and piercing the frog's body with lightning speed, pinning it to the ground.

Despite suffering such a severe injury, the frog was still alive, struggling as if trying to escape.

But Ying Zheng quickly stepped forward, pulled out the fork, and plunged it fiercely into its head, finally ending its life.

"Everyone be careful, prepare for battle, and do not be careless!" Ying Zheng shouted to the assembled lords.

"Yes, sir!" the Venerables replied hastily.

"Are you alright?" Ying Zheng asked, looking at the Martial Emperor on the ground.

Emperor Wuxuan shook his head and forcefully pulled the frog's tongue off his arm.

"This wretched creature, it was my oversight," he said through gritted teeth.

Actually, although the frog's tongue was fast, it wasn't impossible for him to dodge it. It was just that the attack came too suddenly, and he didn't have time to react.

The frog's tongue seemed to contain toxins. Emperor Wu Xuan clenched his fist, feeling a slight numbness in his left hand.

"Oh no!" His face changed drastically, turning extremely ugly.

"Try to suck out the poisonous blood first. If that doesn't work, return immediately!" Ying Zheng said to Emperor Wu Xuan.

"Okay!" He nodded in agreement, and then quickly used his mouth to suck out the poisonous blood from the wound little by little and spit it out.

After repeating this several times, Emperor Wuxuan felt the numbness in his arm lessen considerably.

"It works! It seems the poison isn't too strong." He breathed a slight sigh of relief and said to Ying Zheng.

"Hmm." Ying Zheng nodded in agreement. (End of Chapter)