Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

Deep within the Immortal Faction's base, in a secluded room filled with an eerie medicinal fragrance and a faint smell of decay.

A tall man with unhealthy, pale skin was languidly soaking in a huge bath, enjoying the service of several maids.

The pool water was not crystal clear, but rather a murky, dark red color constantly bubbling with tiny bubbles. It contained countless carefully cultivated plague viruses, which were slowly and continuously injected into his body through every pore of his skin.

It was a highly concentrated alchemical substance, which he inhaled as naturally as breathing, flowing into his limbs and bones.

This terrifying toxin, capable of killing an army in an instant, was the sweetest tonic for him.

His skin turned rosy at a visible speed, even faintly revealing an eerie glow of life. He was the greatest poison born from this world, the source and destination of all plagues.

Feeling her body rapidly recovering under the nourishment of the toxins, the God of Tearful Plague comfortably opened her eyes, her gaze reflecting the graceful yet stiff figures of the maids around her.

These are all young girls carefully searched and selected from various places by loyal believers; all of them have graceful figures and long legs.

But at this moment, their bodies trembled slightly uncontrollably, and their movements became stiff, as if they were afraid that they might offend the chosen one if they were not careful.

Two days ago, he was chased for over a hundred miles by that mysterious and unpredictable assassin, like being chased by wild dogs.

Tears of humiliation welled up inside him, fueled by a burning anger and resentment that he could not vent.

What angered him even more was that he, a dignified immortal chosen god, a nearly indestructible monster, was actually forced to such a state by a beautiful figure whose true face he hadn't even seen clearly, but whose tall, graceful, and captivating figure he only remembered!

This extreme frustration and unvented anger finally found an outlet when he saw a tall and hot maid beside him.

Without warning, he reached out and grabbed the maid's slender neck, dragging her into the bath without any pity amidst her terrified sobs!

"Ughululu. Sir"

The sobs and wails were instantly swallowed up and dissipated by the surging dark red blood.

After a long while, when the God of Tearful Plague had calmed down, he looked at the maid beneath him, whose body had been corroded by the virus and was even beginning to dissolve, and sighed softly with a hint of regret. He still quite liked this maid.

He stood up as if nothing had happened, letting the venom slide down his pale skin, took a robe from another maid who was trembling and almost fainting from fright, put it on, and casually gave an order.

"Consider it a sacrifice she made for me. I will provide compensation for her family."

After saying that, he left the bathhouse without looking back.

The remaining surviving maids, as if granted a pardon, trembled and knelt down.

Only after the figure of the Chosen One of the Plague God had completely disappeared outside the door did they dare to get up quickly and, with the utmost speed, silently and skillfully clean up the scene and deal with the rapidly decomposing corpse of their companion.

Since the disastrous defeat in the operation against Law City, the previously relatively benevolent Chosen of the Plague God has become unusually furious and unpredictable.

All the believers and subordinates in the base were trembling with fear, and no one dared to easily offend this noble and dangerous chosen one during this sensitive period.

However, when the God of Tears, still seething with anger, stepped into his own luxurious palace, an even more intense rage instantly overwhelmed his reason!

Because, on his throne, which symbolized power and status, sat a completely unfamiliar figure!

What he found even more unacceptable was that his elite demon generals and devout believers did not immediately rise up and tear this arrogant offender to pieces. Instead, they all bowed to him respectfully and humbly, their attitude even more awe-inspiring than towards him, who was the true chosen one of God!
Damn it! Traitor!

How dare you?
A surge of violent divinity coursed through his body, and terrifying psychic energy roared forth like a storm! The fury of the Plague was ignited; he would crush all these traitors and that reckless fool into nourishment for the plague!
However, just as his murderous intent surged and he was about to take the first step...

The figure sitting on the throne that rightfully belonged to him turned his head slightly and glanced at him.

That seemingly ordinary glance caused all the anger and killing intent that Tears had accumulated to be suppressed instantly, as if a freezing sea had been poured over his head!

A death warning, extremely clear and originating from his life instinct, screamed wildly through his highly developed spiritual senses!

Will he die if he takes that step? His intuition is warning him!
At the same time, the figure on the throne laughed: "Brother Tearful Plague, you've finally arrived."

Only then could Lei Wen make out the figure's appearance.

He was a handsome young man with striking eyebrows and bright eyes. He was dressed in what could be described as simple everyday clothes, and looked like an ordinary traveler who had just come from some human city-state.

Yet he leaned so naturally on that throne, which only the chosen ones were qualified to touch, without showing the slightest sense of incongruity.

Because he exudes the same, or even more intense and pure chaotic aura!
Moreover, there was more than one!
Immortality, the Blood God, and Elysium?

Upon seeing the ring in the man's hand, Lei Wen knew it was a Chaos Sacred Artifact from the Blissful Sect, and a very high-level one at that! Behind him must be a powerful Chaos Grandmaster!

Three gods to choose from?
This surprised Lei Wen, who then smiled and stepped into the palace, saying warmly, "My unfamiliar brother, you didn't even inform me of your visit? I would have loved to host a grand banquet for you! Anyone who didn't know better would think we brothers had a falling out!"

As he spoke, he glanced casually at the demon general beside him. The one who had followed him through the brink of death in the City of Law was now one of his few remaining confidants.

As a result, the Demon General didn't even come to inform him of such a big thing?
He almost bumped into this 'brother' with a terrifying background!
The three gods have chosen him! He knows all too well the status and glory of such a being!
If we consider only the relationships between the chosen ones, the immortal faction is one of the few that is harmonious, with brothers being friendly and respectful to each other.

The chosen ones of the Blood God faction are always ready to challenge each other, and the chosen ones must also determine who is superior.

The chosen ones of the Bliss faction will share the ultimate art and experience, which will be somewhat censored.

The biggest act of their schemes is to trick their opponents to death. When necessary, they even want to trick their god of all ways, but of course, they usually end up being the ones who get tricked.

The chosen ones of the immortal faction address each other as brothers, because they consider themselves the offspring of the Plague Father.

"Hearing that you were repairing your injuries, I didn't let them disturb your peace," Li Yelai said with a smile. The chaotic aura around him gradually dissipated as he rose from his throne and stepped down. "You can call me Emperor Fall."

Emperor's Fall! One of the top-tier bestowed names by the Blood God faction?

Alongside the Supreme Being, they are all the most favored chosen gods bestowed upon his subordinates by the Blood God.

Were they the chosen ones first, gazed upon by the Blood God?

Tsk, Father of the Plague, your methods were a bit too slow. Even the Supreme One, chosen by multiple gods, was first discovered by the Blood God. Sigh.
“Brother Emperor Fall.” The Chosen One of the Plague of Tears nodded, and as he did so, the believers instantly withdrew and brought out luxurious chairs for the two Chosen Ones.

Li Yelai walked up to Lei Wen and said, "Brother Lei Wen, I heard you suffered a little loss?"

Lei Wen sighed, "It's quite a laughing stock for Brother Di Yun."

This is hardly a secret; the three Chosen Ones of Chaos joined forces to invade Law City. As a result, two of their Chosen Ones were killed by humans, a fact naturally meant to be widely publicized. In the story, he was chased like a dog. He couldn't even provide any useful information about the mysterious 'Champion,' only knowing that he was a man, dressed in an office uniform, who had killed two of the Chosen Ones.

This is a disgrace and blasphemy. The followers naturally dared not say much, but Emperor Yan, who was also chosen by God and even more noble, had no problem saying this.

“That’s why I’m here,” Li Yelai said. “He’s the human champion; you can’t defeat him.”

"Human Champion?" Tear Plague was taken aback; he had never heard of this title before.

“You could also call him an outsider.” Li Yelai paused. “Me too. Otherwise, how could a multi-god chosen one suddenly appear in this world?”

Li Yelai did not hide his identity as an outsider. Originally, he still planned to use the supreme title to deceive the Chaos faction.

But ultimately, it is easy for mistakes to occur.

Moreover, given the current situation, a true supreme being may emerge, and when that time comes, it will appear.

Saying something like, "You are not supreme because I am supreme," would be quite awkward.

Therefore, Li Yelai revealed his identity as the 'champion', an outsider from outside this world.

In that world, human champions were incredibly powerful and invincible among their peers.

Only the Chosen of the Gods - Emperor's Fall can suppress others of the same level.

Under the intervention and guidance of certain entities, both Emperor's Fall and Champion entered this world.

Lei Wen's expression was serious. He really wanted to say, "Brother, are you kidding me?" But seeing Li Yelai's serious expression, he also restrained his thoughts.

That was a much larger world, where the wars of the chaotic gods were far more spectacular. And now, the chosen emperor of that world, the fallen one, and the human champion have entered their new world.
As for suspicion, even with the information gathered by Chaos, they don't know the origins of 'Emperor's Fall', 'Champion', or even that female assassin.

The Chaos faction has existed even longer than human civilization in this world. Chaos beliefs also exist among those ancient alien civilizations.

That was an organization that had existed for countless years, yet it had never known of the existence of these three people. It was as if they had appeared out of thin air in this world.

Now it's clear: they came from the outside world!

Even if they are chosen by gods from other worlds, they are still chosen by gods!
The chaotic aura emanating from Li Yelai was even stronger than that of the chosen one, which was undeniable.

In the past, the Chosen One of the Plague God might have considered conducting a grand oracle, personally consulting a powerful being of Chaos, and obtaining a clue from a Chaos Demon or Prince. The Great Plague Father, or His powerful gods, would have given him the correct answer.

But now, even the Supreme Heaven has been beaten to a pulp!
Because the illusory realm is locked, ordinary powerful beings might find it difficult to perceive the subtle fluctuations at the Supreme Heaven level. However, the Chosen Ones of Chaos, who are more closely connected to the origin of chaos, can glimpse some rare and terrifying scenes on that ultimate battlefield that shatter one's mind and spirit.

A blurry figure dressed in an ancient Taoist robe casually plucked stars and transformed them into meteors that bombarded the Six Realms of Bliss. He also forged the captured Chaos Demon into countless world-destroying flying swords and set up a terrifying sword formation!
There was an emperor dressed in a golden dragon robe and wearing a twelve-tassel crown, holding a golden sword. He fought his way in and out of the plague garden of the plague father seven times, and was invincible. He even overturned the giant pot in which the plague father cooked the plague!
They also sensed a colossal black hole, seemingly capable of devouring everything, crashing down and colliding violently with the Blood God's battle axe that tore apart the universe, the energy unleashed shredding everything around it.

And the cyan arrows, as if traversing the river of time, accurately struck the ever-changing crystal labyrinth of the treacherous path. Yet the Lord of Myriad Changes' mocking and manic laughter still echoed within, as if he were enjoying it.

The intensity and scope of the war are escalating and expanding at an alarming rate! Many mysterious entities that the Chaos faction considers ancient and powerful have also been drawn into that frenzied battlefield!
In this situation, it would be extremely difficult for the chosen ones to obtain information from the High Heaven.

Therefore, Tear Plague chose to trust, to trust this multi-god chosen one from the outside world!
Moreover, as the chosen one, he knew all too well that only through the combined selection of multiple gods could the power of chaos be integrated!
If multiple gods had acted together, why would dealing with the City of Law have been so complicated? At the time, the three factions were wary of each other yet cooperated. They completely failed to unleash their full potential!
Now, amidst this great war, a multi-god chosen one has emerged—the embodiment of the will of the supreme gods!

"Brother Emperor's Fall," Tear Plague asked seriously, "what do you need?"

"A spectacle!" Li Yelai said earnestly, "Then, unite all factions! Tell them that the Eternal Chosen One has arrived!"

With the personal introduction and assistance of the Chosen of the Plague God, news of the Emperor's arrival was immediately transmitted to all the Chaos factions.

Meanwhile, accompanied by the Chosen of Tear Plague, Li Ye arrived at the Blood God Branch that the Chosen of Destruction had previously managed.

When Li Yelai unabashedly released that pure and powerful aura of the Blood God.

This branch, which had just fallen into a brief period of confusion and unease due to losing God's choice, almost without hesitation, all its members bowed down to this sudden polytheistic chosen one with awe and hope.

The whole process went more smoothly than expected. Li Yelai arrived at the deepest part of the branch headquarters without any hindrance, in front of the now empty spectacle.

It was a towering, colossal stone statue, exuding an aura of bloodshed and brutality. Its form was strikingly similar to that of the Chosen One in his previous life.

Its entire body was covered in blood-red scales, with twisted bone spikes protruding menacingly. Its curved giant claws gripped a stone axe sculpture that seemed to still be dripping blood, showcasing the pure ferocity and bloody aesthetics to the fullest.

And the moment Li Yelai stretched out his palm, slowly touched this wonder, and attempted to connect with it.

A sudden change occurred!

The enormous stone statue, a symbol of the destruction of the regime, seemed to be roughly kneaded by an invisible hand, beginning to twist and dissolve violently! The hard stone writhed like liquid, and was rapidly recast under the power of some higher rule!
In just a few breaths, the broken stone statue had completely disappeared.

In its place stands a brand-new wonder, yet radiating the same terrifying pressure!

The form of the stone statue has been completely changed.

He was clad in heavy, gleaming armor, its lines sharp and imposing. A crimson cloak billowed silently behind him. In his hand, he no longer held a battle axe, but a ferocious and domineering halberd!

Although its face was blurred, its domineering aura was even more terrifying than the previous broken stone statue.

The Little Mad King, hidden in the shadows, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this scene.

Li Yelai also gave a dry laugh.

It was fortunate that none of the Chaos Believers in this world knew of the Champion's Cloak's existence. Otherwise, the cloak's design alone would have been enough to expose Li Yelai on the spot.

The moment he successfully established a connection with this Blood Wonder, a surging divine power, like a flood bursting its banks, rushed wildly into Li Yelai's body from the depths of the wonder!
An unprecedented sensation swept through his consciousness.

Is this what it feels like to be a divine being?
Fantastic!

It was as if, before, I was merely a part of the world, acting in accordance with its rules.

At this moment, it felt as if the world was completely under our control!

So, limited-time appearance
Unrivaled under Heaven, Li Yelai! (End of Chapter)