The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 163 A strange test
Above the Nine Absolutes Divine Tower, there are thick golden clouds.

The sturdy middle-aged man was wearing a blood-red robe and a blood-red long mace was hanging on his waist. The young man in the blood-red robe beside him was holding a stone sword carrying the wordless sword manual in his hand.

After being busy for several months, they finally completed the task assigned by Lord Wudao. Both Blood Spirit Immortal and Blood God breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the ant-sized monks from Heaven and Hell on the eighteen pillars in front of the divine tower, a strange thought came to the Blood God's mind. If he took action at this moment and wiped out all the young monks from the Hell Realm here, would the young generation of the Hell Realm be cut off?
But this thought was extinguished as soon as it came to mind. He did not dare to go against the will of the Lord of No Way.

The message echoing in the minds of the saints was also captured by the Blood God and the Blood Spirit Immortal. The latter looked at the Blood God with doubt in his eyes and asked, "Master, are there really people in this world who are immortal?"

The Blood God sneered, "Even someone as powerful as the First Ancestor only has a lifespan of eighteen epochs. There is no immortality under the Way of Heaven, so how could anyone truly achieve immortality?

The Taoist Sect of Longevity is indeed a good name, but I think it is just a means for the God to intimidate these young people.

You have achieved true godhood several times, yet you are frightened by such lies. You should really reflect on whether you are too foolish and whether you are working hard enough in your cultivation. Otherwise, how could you have transformed into an immortal blood silkworm several times and still not catch up with the achievements of the Thousand Bone Empress? "

Upon hearing this, the Blood Spirit Immortal fell silent. The immortal blood silkworm body made him what he is today, but it also brought him endless pain. The past was too painful to look back on. As for catching up with the Thousand Bones Empress, the Thousand Bones Empress was already beyond his reach a hundred thousand years ago. A hundred thousand years had passed, and her current achievements might not be inferior to those of the master in front of him.

When the Blood God saw that the Blood Spirit Immortal remained silent, he felt dissatisfied and angry at him for not fighting back.

"Who says there are no immortals in the world? You've only been practicing for a few epochs, not even in the Infinite Realm. How dare you talk about immortality?"

A sacred voice rang in the Blood God's ears, and then a golden figure appeared in front of the two of them. The figure was wrapped in golden divine light, and the specific appearance could not be seen clearly. Seeing this, the Blood God quickly apologized, and the Blood Spirit Immortal lowered his head and dared not look.

"God, is it true that there are immortals in this world? But even our ancestors had a limited lifespan, so who can achieve immortality?"

Chen Ping looked down at the saints and geniuses below the tower and said quietly, "What is immortality? Is it living a long life, or is it being immune to all calamities and transcending the laws of nature?

If it's the latter, then it probably doesn't exist, and I haven't seen one either. If it's the former, then it's much easier. The Kunlun Realm's Heavenly Spirit Root, the Divine Tree of Connecting Heaven, has existed for nearly ten thousand eons. Can it be considered an immortal?"

"The universe is vast, and there are many secrets between heaven and earth. Even the ancestors could not comprehend them. How dare you, a mere great god, talk about immortality?"

The Blood God was silent for a moment, not daring to say another word. Chen Ping turned to look at the Blood Spirit Immortal beside him, and after a look, he said, "Blood Spirit Immortal, you have become a god three times, and fallen back three times. You have already reached the extreme of the Saint Realm in the way of the sword. It will be extremely difficult to make further progress."

"The Nine Absolute Divine Tower has been opened. Go and try it out. What you gain depends on your luck."

The Blood Spirit Immortal was stunned when he heard this, and the Blood God also looked up in confusion.

"Lord God, is there really a great opportunity in the Nine Absolutes Divine Tower?" The Blood God asked doubtfully. Although this secret realm was created by him and the Blood Spirit Immortal, the Nine Absolutes Divine Tower was given to them by Chen Ping. He originally thought it was just an ordinary thing, but now it seems that it is really a treasure that hides a great opportunity.

Chen Ping did not give an answer to this question. He waved his hand and sent the Blood Spirit Immortal into the Nine Absolutes Divine Tower.

Although this tower is not as miraculous as the tower of immortality, it is indeed no ordinary item. A treasure refined by an ancestor with a spiritual power of ninety-six may not be comparable to it even by ordinary divine weapons. In his plan, this Nine Absolutes Divine Tower will be a face-keeping item for him, a chess player, for a long time to come. How can it be too inferior?

……

After the sacred and vicissitudes of life voice disappeared, a golden vortex appeared on each of the eighteen pillars. Stepping into the vortex started the journey of trial.

Yin Yuanchen was the first to step in. The moment he stepped in, Zhang Ruochen, who was not far away, sensed a mysterious spatial fluctuation rippling out.

"What a mysterious spatial force! It seems that the faction that left behind the Nine Absolute Divine Tower must have had a powerful spatial cultivator."

One after another, the figures of monks sank into the vortex. Most of them were dizzy from the shock of the word "immortality" and were in an extremely unconscious state.

In the face of immortality, few people can remain sober.

When nearly half of the monks on the Tianzhu had entered, Nie Xiangzi and his group gradually could no longer hold back.

"Everyone, let's set off too." Nie Xiangzi said loudly.

"I also want to see if there really is a secret of immortality in the Nine Absolutes Divine Tower. If I go too late, others will get there first." Xie Liuyun also said with a smile.

The two leading cultivators had already spoken, and the remaining cultivators naturally followed suit. Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei also followed the group and stepped into the vortex.

After traveling through the chaotic force of space, Zhang Ruochen saw bizarre scenes. After an unknown amount of time and a great distance, he finally felt grounded and his vision gradually became clear.

What meets the eye is yellow sand all over the sky.

At the foot of the mountain are densely packed tombstones. A ruined city leans against the side of the forest of tombstones. There is an old woman on the city wall. She smiles and pours a pot of wine down from the wall. The wind blows the wine away and sprinkles it on the tombstones.

The wind brought the smell of the wine to Zhang Ruochen's nostrils, and a feeling of relaxation and joy instantly filled his whole body.

This wine is definitely not ordinary.

"Hey, where did you come from, young man? Hurry and get into the city. If you are encountered by cultivators of other races, they will not spare your life."

The old woman stood on the city wall and shouted loudly. Although her voice was old, it was full of energy.

Zhang Ruochen looked down at his hands. Everything around him felt very real, not like an illusion. But he clearly remembered entering the Nine Absolute Divine Pagoda. How did he end up in such a strange world? Or was this the interior of the Nine Absolute Divine Pagoda? The endless yellow sand seemed to be the only way to find the answer. The old woman before him seemed to be the only breakthrough.

Zhang Ruochen jumped up, but was shocked to find that his strength had become extremely weak. He only jumped a few feet away, and was not much stronger than a warrior in the Yellow Extreme Realm.

"This is how the same thing?"

The gate of the ruined city had long since disappeared, with only a few rotten wooden boards lying crookedly in the gate. When Zhang Ruochen got closer, he realized that the old woman was not the only one in the city. Through the gate, he could see hundreds of ragged and thin figures, both men and women, either old or children, without a single strong man.

The old woman walked down from the city wall, the wine jug in her hand replaced with a bronze sword. She examined Zhang Ruochen and said, "Young man, where are you from? The world has changed dramatically over the past sixty years, and it's been a long time since anyone crossed the endless yellow sand to reach Qiuci City."

Kucha City? Is that the name of this ruined city? It sounds a bit strange, I've never heard of it before.

Zhang Ruochen was about to speak when the ground suddenly began to tremble. He turned his head and looked outside the city. At the end of the endless yellow sand, a cloud of dust was rising into the sky and heading straight for Qiuci City. Looking closely, he saw that they were ferocious beasts with green faces and fangs, rolling towards him with yellow sand and dust.

"The barbarian monsters are attacking, the Anxi army is ready to meet the enemy!"

The old woman raised the sword in her hand and shouted loudly, and more figures suddenly appeared in the city, including teenagers in their teens and old men with broken arms and gray hair.

The old woman glanced at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Young man, no matter where you come from, whether you are a citizen of the Celestial Empire or not, since you are a human, join us, the Anxi soldiers and civilians, in meeting the enemy today."

Without waiting for Zhang Ruochen to reply, the old woman jumped onto the city wall with her sword in hand, came to a crossbow, and fired an arrow.

The loss of strength made Zhang Ruochen feel weak for the first time in a long time. Only by holding Shen Yuan tightly in his hand did he feel relieved.

"Kucha City, Anxi Army, the city is full of old and young, have all the young and strong turned into tombstones outside the city?"

He took a deep breath, raised his sword, and turned to face the army of barbaric monsters.

……

Yan Wushen looked at the quaint town in front of him. The word "Fengdu" was clearly written on the archway in front of the town.

Is this Fengdu? What about the one in the Wugui Forest?
Figures come and go in the town, but there is no lively atmosphere, because these figures are not real people, but ghosts. However, they are not the same as the ghosts in the hell, and seem to be a completely new race.

The ghostly shadows floating in the air made the surrounding air seem a bit chilly. Feeling the breath of living creatures, several ghosts floated over and looked at Yan Wushen. Seeing that he remained calm, they immediately became more interested.

"This young man is incredible. He's not even afraid of ghosts!" A ghost reached out and touched Yan Wushen's face, saying in shock.

"You don't look handsome enough, let me do it and scare the shit out of his son of a bitch." Another ghost floated over from a distance, with a heavy accent.

……

Yan Wushen just looked at everything in front of him indifferently, feeling a little confused and curious.

These ghosts are very weak, even inferior to Wuchang of the ghost clan. If he had some cultivation, he could burn them into nothingness with just a breath.

Several ghosts were threatening to attack him, but their movements were ineffective.

One of the ghosts was a little bit broken, and its ink-black finger was almost pointing at the tip of Yan Wushen's nose.

"Young man, you don't know how to appreciate my kindness. I will pay you back at Shudao Mountain..."

……

Yin Yuanchen slowly woke up amidst the dilapidated earthen walls, the dim oil lamp, and the smelly red sheets.

He struggled to get up, but found that his limbs were tied up with ropes. The ridiculous hemp ropes actually bound him, and the strength he had cultivated with great effort disappeared without a trace for some reason.

Beside the bed, two figures were looking him over from head to toe.

"With a tiger back, bee waist and mantis legs, it would be a shame if such a talent didn't join the Jinyiwei." One of the figures wearing Feiyu uniform and embroidered spring sword hanging from his waist spoke.

"That won't do. This person's origins are unknown. It's better to hand him over to our family and take him to the East Factory to be a sentinel. This will get rid of the source of troubles and give us peace of mind." Another figure made a sharp voice. It was obvious that he was a disabled person, which made Yin Yuanchen's eyes turn cold.

……

Xue Tu stood in front of a strange glass cabinet, looking at the golden scepter in the cabinet.

Not far from the golden staff, there is a huge bronze tree, a strange vertical-eyed mask, and the black and white strange animal dolls on the tourists, all of which exude novelty.

"What the hell is this place? The golden staff, why does it look a bit like the legendary ancestor Yin's 'Yin's golden staff'?"

(End of this chapter)