The liver is a late bloomer!

In the Great Stream Sect's Treasure Vault Realm, the Grand Elder in charge of the Treasure Vault Realm reluctantly handed over 103 innate spatial spiritual treasures to a human Grand Luo Golden Immortal official.

"Don't be reluctant to part with them. These were all borrowed by the main lineage of our human race, and they will definitely be returned in the future."

Seeing the reluctance of the Grand Elder, the Great Luo Realm Immortal Official gently comforted him.

"It's not that I'm reluctant to part with it, but I've just accumulated enough contribution points for the exchange space and the innate spiritual treasure, and I'm about to exchange them."

"They were all taken away in one go. Who knows how long it will take to wait for the next batch of innate spiritual treasures in the space." The Grand Elder in charge of the Great Stream Sect's treasure vault sighed.

When he advanced to the Great Venerable Realm, the sect rewarded him with two innate spiritual treasures. He asked for a flying boat and an innate spiritual treasure that suited his own path of cultivation. He had not yet exchanged the innate spiritual treasure of space that he carried with him.

"Haha, I see, acquired spiritual treasures can also be used."

As the immortal official of the Great Luo Realm spoke, he left the Great Stream Sect's main realm with 103 innate spatial spiritual treasures.

"The fact that our Great Stream Sect can enjoy such a prosperous scene is all thanks to the Second Elder."

The Grand Elder guarding the Treasure Vault couldn't help but sigh.

"It is said that cultivating the Tao is difficult, and the path to the Great Tao is long and arduous."

"That's because you didn't choose the right place."

The Venerable Elder leisurely brewed himself a cup of tea, reminiscing about the path he had walked on the Great Dao.

His path to enlightenment was unlike the tortuous path of the main lineage of the human race; his path to enlightenment was like a smooth, wide road.

"I've been cultivating too fast at the Yuanxin Dojo lately, and I need to stabilize my mental state."

"Speaking of that dojo, I seemed to sense my path to sainthood."

As the Grand Elder spoke, his gaze passed through the Treasure Vault Realm and looked towards the area of ​​the Great Stream Sect's mountain gate.

"It's already time to recruit new disciples."

"The Great Stream Sect is growing stronger and stronger!"

The territory of Xu Chen's Cave Mansion in the Great Stream Sect Master World.

At this moment, Xu Chen was bent over his desk painting.

A giant beast resembling a Qilin leaps onto the scroll, lifelike.

The only difference is that the eyes were not drawn on.

Xu Chen gently picked up his brush, pondered for a moment, and then slowly drew the eyes on the paper.

The moment the giant Qilin in the painting gained eyes, a strange light emanated from the painting.

A small Qilin beast exuding the cultivation of a Great Venerable Realm cultivator leaped out from the scroll, looking at Xu Chen ingratiatingly before rolling over to expose its belly.

"Go~"

Xu Chen put the scroll away and casually tossed it out the door.

The scroll transformed into a beam of light and flew out, breaking through space and entering the void.

Finally, it quietly reappeared somewhere in the Daxi Sect.

With nothing to do, Xu Chen suddenly felt inspired and painted dozens of scrolls. Each scroll, whether depicting people, objects, scenery, or treasures, had a strange effect.

"My husband, please have some tea."

Su Yueyao walked in carrying a pot of tea.

"It's rare to see my husband have the leisure and refined taste to paint~"

"When I was recovering my state of mind, I was bored."

“My painting skills have reached the highest level of perfection, but I have never actually painted before, so I will try it more often when I have some free time.”

Xu Chen smiled slightly, unfolded another blank painting, took a sip of tea, and picked up his brush to continue painting.

Ten thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

During these 100,000 years, Xu Chen, who had nothing to do, either leveled up his skills in the Holy White Space or painted in his cave, and then quietly hid in various places in the Great Stream Sect.

The main territory of the Great Stream Sect is divided into two parts: one half is the city where ordinary people live, and the other half is the Great Stream Sect.

Over the years, Xu Chen has hidden all the paintings he has created in various corners of the Great Stream Sect. Their presence is so well concealed that even the divine sense of a Saint Venerable Realm expert cannot detect them.

Some disciples obtained the scroll by chance and discovered that its power was equivalent to possessing a primordial spiritual treasure.

Once this matter was exposed, it sparked a treasure hunt among all the disciples of the Great Stream Sect.

Aside from cultivation, the disciples of the Daxi Sect would wander around the sect searching for the paintings that Xu Chen had scattered.

Xu Chen, having recovered his mental state, re-entered the Yuanxin Dojo.

"Next, we should comprehend the Dao of Stars, the Dao of Azure Martial Arts, and the Dao of Primordial Era."

Inside the dojo, Xu Chen calmed his mind and carefully sensed the myriad auras emanating from the dojo, paying particular attention to the part related to the cosmos.

Xu Chen, who had just cultivated for 1.3 million years, was suddenly awakened by his own karma.

Xu Chen suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and stepped directly into the void.

The main realm of all races, outside the territory of the Yan race.

Xu Qinhu led the six Holy Venerables in a standoff against the Heavenly Guard Clan.

"In the Realm of Myriad Races, who gave you the audacity to disobey the Holy Lord's orders!"

"Will you pay the taxes collected by the Holy Lord today?"

Two innate supreme treasure warships and sixty innate spiritual treasure warships.

The six holy venerables of the Heavenly Guardian Clan, leading an army of one billion, intimidated the Flame Clan.

“I respect the Holy Lord, but I do not accept this tax. A 40% tax will make it impossible for all races in our main realm to survive.”

"Or is it that some powerful families pay more taxes than others?"

Xu Qinhu stared intently at the six Holy Venerables of the Heavenly Guardian Clan. Above these six Holy Venerables, there was a faint but terrifying aura.

At this moment, Xu Chen had already arrived outside the territory of the Yan Clan, and was immediately stopped by the avatar of the Primordial Saint Lord.

"You, an outsider, had better not interfere." The Primordial Saint Lord looked at Xu Chen expressionlessly.

"Stop pretending. You know who he is. It's none of my business if you bully outsiders, but now that you're bullying my son, how can I stand by and do nothing?" Xu Chen's figure vanished as he spoke.

The void behind the six Holy Venerables of the Heavenly Guardian Clan opened, and Xu Chen stepped out from it.

"I have received the decree from the Primordial Holy Lord: the Yan Clan will never have to pay taxes again!"

Xu Chen took out the unique token of the Primordial Holy Land and slapped it directly on the head of the leading Heavenly Guardian Clan Saint Venerable.

"You~"

Just as a terrifying power of the Great Dao was about to erupt, it was extinguished by Xu Chen's gentle touch of a finger.

"Don't be so short-tempered, it's not good for your health."

The leader of the Heavenly Guardian Clan took the token above his head and glanced at it. He couldn't help but look into the void, his face hesitant. Finally, he gritted his teeth and gave an order to retreat.

"Take your son and your race, and get out of the Myriad Races Main Realm within ten thousand years, or else..."

A sinister voice rang in Xu Chen's ear.

Xu Chen simply smiled and waved at the void, offering no response.

After the Heavenly Guardian Clan's army and powerful warriors retreated, Xu Qinhu and the six Saint Venerables behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

"Logically, I shouldn't have been called on for this. Is it going to happen ahead of schedule?" Xu Chen asked.

“Father, let’s go back and talk.”

Inside the temple of the Yan Clan's Holy City.

“Father, I have sensed a prompt from the will of the Lord of All Races.”

"The Emperor Taiheng is coming back, but I don't know the exact time."

"The plan will probably have to be brought forward," Xu Qinhu said in a heavy voice.

"So fast?" Xu Chen frowned slightly. He felt that the Taiheng Saint Lord would not return until at least after he advanced to the Saint Venerable realm.

"Correct."

"Then let's begin." Xu Chen's tone was somewhat heavy. In the main realm of all races, there was still an important matter he hadn't done.

Just as the two were discussing, the projection of the great sun above the main realm of all races disappeared.

Instead, a great sun slowly rose from the direction of the Primordial Holy Land.

Xu Chen's heart stirred as he stepped out of the temple and gazed at the rising sun. The light and heat emanating from this sun gave Xu Chen a sense of familiarity.

He gently reached out his hand towards the direction where the sun was rising, as if to caress it.

"Senior sister, is this you?" Xu Chen's gaze was complicated.

"Father, the feeling is getting stronger again~"

"Then let's get started quickly."

Meanwhile, Qingzhu Dazun, who had received Xu Chen's message, was racking his brains over arranging various matters.

Inside the temple of the Human Emperor, all the Holy Venerables of the human race were present, silently watching the Human Emperor, who was lost in thought.

"Let's go, we can always come back and fight again another day!"

The moment the Human Emperor agreed, a terrifying aura spread from the depths of the Star Sea.

A realm even larger than the main realm of all races was seen emerging from the depths of the star sea, slowly approaching the main realm of all races.

At this time, the entire Myriad Races Main Realm and the surrounding Star Sea had been sealed.

"That's quite a grand gesture~" Xu Chen said coldly, his gaze fixed on the direction of the Primordial Holy Land.

"Ow!!"

A dragon's roar resounded in the sky above the main realm of all races, and a million-mile-long ancestral dragon slowly flew from the direction of the Dragon Clan towards the Rock Clan.

"Xu Chen, a human!"

"Give back the lives of my clan's strongmen!"

The two great powers, one yin and one yang, sealed off the entire territory of the Yan Clan.

The massive body of the Ancestral Dragon slowly flew into the sealed area, its gaze fixed menacingly on Xu Chen's direction.

"I didn't expect you to care so much about this bastard, thinking that you can do whatever you want just because you have the will of the Lord of All Races and your support."

A surge of dragon power pressed down on Xu Chen.

"Father~" Xu Qinhu's body began to tremble slightly, and his figure began to change, transforming into various powerful figures who had fought against Xu Chen before.

"You do your thing, nothing's wrong with the Yan Clan."

Xu Chen, bracing against the power of the Dragon Path, formed hand seals.

In an instant, enormous teleportation arrays began to appear beneath major cities in the Yan Clan's territory.

As wave after wave of spatial power surged, the major cities of the Yan Clan vanished, leaving behind one massive crater after another.

In no time, only Xu Chen and Xu Qinhu remained in the entire Yan Clan territory.

"My father was incredibly insightful!"

Seeing this scene, Xu Qinhu, whose form was constantly changing, bowed to Xu Chen in gratitude.

"He anticipated your prediction, and I predicted his prediction." Xu Chen smiled slightly.

Meanwhile, in the human race's starry sea territory.

Outside the Zhou Tian Star Realm Grand Array, there was an even larger teleportation array.

There are thousands of nodes with innate spatial treasures as the base of the array, and each node releases terrifying spatial power.

Along with this power, a passage that seemed to lead to the deepest part of the void slowly opened.

"I want to leave~"

A massive hand, comparable in size to half of the human realm's main world, slammed down from the void.

The incarnation of the Great Dao of Humanity, who had been prepared for this, appeared.

Her delicate hands slowly formed a hand seal, and the power of the Great Dao of Humanity condensed into a giant shield, blocking the giant hand.

"boom!!"

It was as if two universes were colliding, and the shockwaves swept across the entire star sea of ​​the main realm of all races.

Two innate supreme treasure warships, separated by tens of millions of miles, appeared outside the Zhou Tian Star Realm Grand Array. Twelve innate supreme treasure level Great Dao cannons slowly aimed at a certain point in the void, accompanied by tens of thousands of innate spiritual treasure level cannons also pointing towards the void.

“Primordial Saint Lord, the loss of one human in this Myriad Races Realm will not matter.”

"But if you insist that my human race stay, it will cause trouble~"

The twelve innate spiritual treasures and supreme cannons began to store energy, causing the Primordial Saint Lord in the void to sense a trace of danger.

"If the Holy Lord insists on keeping our human race, then our human race will have no choice but to fight to the death."

The incarnations of the Great Dao of Humanity, including the Human Emperor, the Profound Cauldron Saint Venerable, the Precious Cloud Saint Venerable, the Ancient Origin Saint Venerable, the Dao Cang Saint Venerable, the Transformation Wilderness Saint Venerable, the Dao Gate Saint Venerable, and the Heavenly Sorrow Saint Venerable, along with a Reincarnation Temple, appeared.

Twenty-one Xuanxue Clan Saint Venerables flew out from the temple, one of whom had an aura that was infinitely close to the realm of the Invincible Saint Venerable.

Another spatial gate unfolded above the human race, emanating an extreme sword intent.

The power that the human race displayed in that instant stunned the Primordial Saint.

"You humans, leave!" the Primordial Saint Lord said through gritted teeth.

After the accompanying passage was large enough to accommodate the entire Zhou Tian Star Realm Grand Array, the entire human territory was teleported away.

Inside the Flame Clan Temple.

"It's a pity that your cultivation will definitely be stripped away by the will of the Myriad Races Main Realm. After you are resurrected, you will need to start cultivating again." Xu Chen sighed with some emotion about how difficult it was for his boss to cultivate.

“My father’s cultivation secret realm within the Great Stream Sect can still quickly restore his cultivation level.”

Xu Qinhu's figure began to distort, and terrifying power of the Great Dao changed one after another.

"Father, please leave. I can't control myself anymore."

"Okay~" Xu Chen nodded, then turned his head to look at the Dragon Ancestral Dragon in the sky that wanted to kill him.

"Don't glare at me. If you weren't still useful, you'd be my dinner by now!"

Xu Chen opened a spatial portal, preparing to step inside.

"Do not!!!"

The dragon's roar suddenly resounded, and even this endless sound of anger could not stop Xu Chen from leaving.

"Xu Chen!!!"

The dragon's claws blotted out the sky and slammed down towards the temple of the Yan Clan's holy city.

"Zheng!!"

A sound like a sword being drawn echoed throughout the entire star sea.

The enormous, sky-covering dragon claw was severed by a single sword strike.

A man dressed in white, carrying an ancient iron sword on his back, appeared in the void.

"Dragon race... Hmph!" The man looked at the Ancestral Dragon, his words filled with disdain.

"Who are you!!"

"The Ancient Sword Clan!!" The dragon clan looked at the man who exuded the aura of an invincible saint, their dragon eyes filled with apprehension.

"Yo ho~ This isn't the traitor from back then."

Another sinister voice rang out, and the surrounding territory was enveloped by a green aura. A powerful figure with a hunched back, resembling an old man, emerged from the void.

Then one after another, powerful figures exuding the aura of invincible saints emerged from the void.

"Come on, Taichu! We were one step behind back then, let's see who comes out on top now!"

A voice, seemingly a matter of fate, rang out, and a figure draped in a gray-yellow cloak emerged from the void.

"It's time to settle our score."

At this moment, in the deepest part of the void, Xu Chen transformed into an ordinary spatial force to observe the situation outside.

"Wow, this is a spectacular scene! I have to record it!"

Xu Chen felt that in this situation, the only thing missing was tea, snacks, and melon seeds.

"The Myriad Races Main Realm has been scheming against those few Holy Lords. Those Holy Lords of the Primordial Holy Land were no pushovers either; they were probably also scheming against the will of the Myriad Races Main Realm."

"It's like two dogs fighting; it's hard to say who will be the winner in the end!"

Xu Chen, who had intended to sit back and watch the showdown, was banished to the Myriad Rivers of Time by a powerful spatial force before he even finished watching the opening ceremony. (End of Chapter)