After the yandere fairies were reborn, they all wanted to possess me!

A black figure flew in from the horizon at such a speed that the air was torn apart, producing a sharp, explosive sound, like ten thousand birds screaming at the same time.

The figure landed on the Qingyun Sect's martial arts arena, creating a large crater, scattering rocks and raising dust that obscured half the sky.

The smoke and dust cleared.

An old man stood in the center of the pit, wearing a black Taoist robe, with hair as black as ink.

His face was without a single wrinkle, and his skin was so smooth that it didn't look like someone who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years.

But his eyes were wrong; they had no pupils, only pitch blackness, like two black holes that sucked in even light.

Mo Wuhen, the patriarch of the Mo family in the Central Immortal Realm, is at the peak of the True Immortal realm.

He was followed by more than a dozen men in black, all of whom were late-stage True Immortals; the entire elder council of the Mo family had come out.

Each person was shrouded in black mist, from which faint sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling could be heard.

Su Chen walked out of the main hall, stood on the steps, and looked down at Mo Wuhen in the pit.

The Chaos True Spirit stood behind him, gray mist constantly surging from its body, making his figure appear and disappear.

Mo Wuhen looked up, his dark eyes fixed on Su Chen.

"Su Chen, you killed my brother Mo Yuan. Today, I will make you pay with your life."

Su Chen looked at Mo Wuhen without any expression.

"Mo Yuan is dead? I didn't kill him. He stole my Chaos Spirit Fruit and ran away. What does his death have to do with me?"

His tone was so flat, as if he were just saying the weather was nice today.

Mo Wuhen laughed, a dry and harsh laugh, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other.

"He died on the third day after he returned, with traces of chaotic power remaining within him. In the entire Upper Realm, besides you, who else possesses chaotic power?"

He raised his hand, and a bolt of black lightning shot out from his palm. It was no ordinary lightning; it was a destructive lightning condensed from the laws of nature.

Su Chen looked at the destructive lightning bolt, but did not dodge. The Chaos True Lightning shot out from his palm, flashed with golden light, and crashed hard into it.

Two bolts of lightning collided in mid-air with a deafening boom, causing the entire Qingyun Sect to tremble.

Chen Xuan ran out of the main hall, but was hit by the aftershock and was sent flying, crashing into a pillar and coughing up blood.

Feng Ling also ran out, drawing her Phoenix Cry Sword to block the aftershocks, but she was still knocked back several steps.

Su Chen remained motionless, and Mo Wuhen also remained motionless, resulting in a draw.

When two peak True Immortals clashed, Mo Wuhen struck first, but he didn't gain the upper hand.

The blackness in Mo Wuhen's eyes deepened, and he took out a sword from his storage ring.

The sword is entirely black, with the character "墨" (ink) engraved on the hilt, and black flames burning on the blade.

The Mo family's most treasured weapon, the Mo Yuan Sword.

A Celestial King-level magic weapon, even stronger than the Phoenix Cry Sword.

He drew his sword, and a black sword aura shot out from the tip, leaving its mark wherever it passed.

Even the air was corroded, making a sizzling sound and leaving a charred mark.

Su Chen didn't move, and the Chaos Sword was drawn from its sheath.

Dark golden sword energy overflowed from the sword and collided with black sword energy with a loud boom.

Mo Wuhen was forced back three steps, his hand holding the sword trembled, and his tiger's mouth split open.

Fresh blood trickled down his wrist.

Su Chen stood still, without taking a single step back.

Mo Wuhen stared at him, the fear in his heart as thick as ink. "The Chaos Sword, a Celestial King-level magic weapon. How do you possess a Celestial King-level sword?"

Su Chen looked at him and slowly said, "I found it."

Mo Wuhen's face turned completely black, not from anger, but from fear.

The Chaos Immortal Scripture, the Chaos Sword, and the Chaos True Domain, a million feet wide.

This kid from the Northern Immortal Realm has too many illogical things about him.

He gritted his teeth and took out a black token from his storage ring. The token had a golden character "仙" (immortal) engraved on it.

The Immortal Emperor's Decree of the Central Immortal Realm can mobilize the power of all sects in the Central Immortal Realm. The moment the token is revealed, it means that the Mo family has reached an agreement with the Immortal Emperor.

"Su Chen, I'm not here to kill you today. It's the Immortal Emperor who wants to kill you. You've offended the Central Immortal Realm and the Immortal Emperor. If you don't die, the Central Immortal Realm will never have peace."

Su Chen looked at the token, remained silent for a while, and then laughed, a laugh that sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

The Celestial Emperor wants to kill him?

The Immortal Emperor of the Central Immortal Realm, a peak True Immortal, ruled the Central Immortal Realm for 100,000 years, and had hundreds of late-stage True Immortals, thousands of mid-stage True Immortals, and tens of thousands of early-stage True Immortals under his command.

He couldn't afford to offend such a force.

But why did the Immortal Emperor want to kill him?

He thought about it, but couldn't figure it out.

Is Mo Wuhen one of the Immortal Emperor's people, or is the Immortal Emperor one of Mo Wuhen's people?

Regardless of who is on whose side, this matter cannot be resolved peacefully.

Su Chen raised his hand, and the Chaotic True Domain unfolded. Gray mist surged out from his body, and the million-zhang-long True Domain enveloped the entire Northern Immortal Domain.

The whole sky darkened, not black, but gray.

It was a hazy gray, like the color before the world was created.

Mo Wuhen was frozen in place, as were more than a dozen elders at the late stage of True Immortal.

Their spiritual energy solidified, their blood congealed, and even their heartbeats slowed down.

Mo Wuhen opened and closed his mouth, unable to utter a single word.

Su Chen looked at him, raised his hand, and Chaos True Lightning shot out from his palm, bursting with golden light.

The blow struck Mo Wuhen, sending him flying. He crashed through the wall of the main hall and fell inside.

He smashed three pillars and lay in a pile of rubble, coughing up blood.

I don't know how many bones in my chest cavity are broken.

Mo Wuhen got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Su Chen, and the black in his eyes dissipated, revealing white pupils.

Terrification filled his white pupils. He hadn't seen such a person in hundreds of thousands of years. A peak True Immortal, with a True Domain of millions of feet, who could send a cultivator of the same level flying with a single palm strike.

"you--"

His voice sounded like a broken bellows.

Su Chen looked at him, put away the Chaos True Domain and the True Lightning, and asked, "Do you still want to fight?"

Mo Wuhen turned and ran, faster than Tianming.

Those dozen or so elders who were in the late stage of True Immortal also ran away.

Chen Xuan crawled out from behind the pillar, blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes red-rimmed, his voice trembling, "Su Chen, you—you drove away the Mo family patriarch?"

"They drove them away."

"The Mo family patriarch was at the peak of True Immortal, and so were you. You defeated him."

Su Chen nodded.

Feng Ling ran out of the main hall, checked him over, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was not injured.

The princess of the Central Immortal Realm was pampered by the Immortal Emperor since childhood and never knew the meaning of fear.

But just now, she was really scared.

He was afraid that Su Chen couldn't beat Mo Wuhen, that Su Chen would be killed by Mo Wuhen, and that he would never see him again.

"Su Chen, why does the Immortal Emperor want to kill you?"

Feng Ling gripped his sleeve tightly until her knuckles turned white.

Su Chen looked at her, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Because of you."

Feng Ling was stunned. "Because of me?"

"The Immortal Emperor doesn't want you to come with me. It's shameful for a princess from the Central Immortal Domain to be with a minor cultivator from the Northern Immortal Domain. He sent people to kill me, and once they did, you went back."

There was no anger in Su Chen's voice, only the calmness of stating the facts.

Feng Ling lowered her head and didn't speak, but she clenched her fists even tighter.

Su Chen gently pulled his sleeve out of her hand, turned around and walked into the main hall.

Feng Ling stood at the door, watching his back, lost in thought. Her eyes were red, but she didn't cry.

The Imperial Palace in the Immortal Realm.

The Immortal Emperor sat on the dragon throne, wearing a golden dragon robe and a golden crown, his face majestic, a true immortal at the peak.

He held a jade slip in his hand, which contained a message sent by Mo Wuhen.

After reading it, he crushed the jade slip, the fragments slipping through his fingers, his phoenix eyes surging with a killing intent he hadn't felt in ten thousand years.

"Mo Wuhen has been defeated. A peak True Immortal cannot defeat someone of the same level."

The head eunuch stood to the side, head bowed, not daring to speak.

The Celestial Emperor stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the golden sky outside.

"Su Chen must die. If he lives, Feng Ling will not return. If he doesn't die, where will the Central Immortal Realm's reputation stand?"

The head eunuch asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, perhaps—we should ask the Emperor Emeritus to intervene?"

The Celestial Emperor remained silent.

The Supreme Emperor, the previous Immortal Emperor of the Central Immortal Realm, was at the peak of the True Immortal realm and had lived for countless millennia.

He was even stronger than him, but he never cared about worldly affairs and hadn't left the pass for many years.

"Go and invite them."

The chief eunuch turned and ran away.

Northern Immortal Realm, Qingyun Sect.

Su Chen sat in the main hall, cultivating with his eyes closed. His spiritual energy circulated through his meridians, round and round. The Chaos True Eye pulsed between his brows, and the Chaos True Spirit condensed behind him.

He's secured his position at the peak of True Immortal, but he's still not strong enough; he needs to break through to Immortal King.

Immortal King, a realm above True Immortal, there are only a handful in the entire Upper Realm.

The Supreme Emperor of the Central Immortal Realm is at the peak of True Immortal, not Immortal King.

Mo Wuhen is at the peak of True Immortal, but not Immortal King.

Those legendary old monsters haven't shown their faces for tens of thousands of years; we don't know if they're still alive.

He opened his eyes and took out the recipe for the Chaos Immortal Pill from his storage ring.

A Celestial King-level elixir can enable a person to break through from the peak of True Immortal to Celestial King.

However, we don't have enough materials; we still need three more things—Chaos Spirit Fruit, Chaos Spirit Flower, and Chaos Spirit Grass.

He used it all up and needs to find more.

The upper realm is so vast, there should still be more.

"Su Chen".

Feng Ling walked in from outside, wearing a white dress, with the Phoenix Cry Sword hanging at her waist, holding a box in her hands, and her face slightly red.

Su Chen looked at her. "What is it?"

"I—I stole it from the palace."

She handed the box over as if it were a hot potato.

Su Chen took the box and opened it. Inside lay a fruit, about the size of a fist, grayish-white in color, emanating a rich aura of chaos.

The Chaos Spirit Fruit is of superior quality, ten times better than the ones he had found before.

"How did you get it?"

Feng Ling lowered her head, her voice muffled, "The Immortal Emperor's treasure vault. I went there when I was little, and I remember the password. I stole it a few days ago when he wasn't looking."

Su Chen looked at her without saying anything.

The princess of the Central Immortal Realm stole the Immortal Emperor's treasure trove for him. The Immortal Emperor would surely kill her if he found out, but she still stole it.

Su Chen put the box into his storage ring. "If the Immortal Emperor finds out, he will kill you."

Feng Ling looked up at him and said, "I'm not afraid."

Su Chen was silent for a moment, then said, "Thank you."

Feng Ling smiled.

In the distance, on the horizon, a golden figure was flying towards the Qingyun Sect.

He wore a golden dragon robe and a golden crown, and had a majestic face, yet his face was wrinkle-free and his skin was as smooth as a baby's.

The Supreme Emperor of the Central Immortal Realm has lived for countless millennia and is at the peak of the True Immortal realm, ten times stronger than Mo Wuhen.

He came, and he wasn't alone.

Behind him followed a hundred late-stage True Immortals, thousands of mid-stage True Immortals, and tens of thousands of early-stage True Immortals.

All the forces of the Central Immortal Realm have arrived.

He wanted to kill Su Chen and bring Feng Ling back.

Su Chen stood at the entrance of the main hall, looking at those figures, and smiled.

The Chaotic True Domain unfolded, and gray mist surged out from his body, covering the entire Northern Immortal Domain with a domain spanning millions of feet.

The elders at the late stage of True Immortal were immobilized, the disciples at the middle stage of True Immortal were immobilized, and the soldiers at the early stage of True Immortal were also immobilized.

Tens of thousands of people stood in the air like wooden figures, unable to move.

The retired emperor wasn't immobilized, but he was still suffering. The True Domain pressed down on him like ten thousand mountains, and every step felt like walking through a swamp.

"Su Chen, release Feng Ling. I'll spare your life."

Su Chen looked at him. "Feng Ling is not a prisoner. She stayed voluntarily."

The Emperor Emeritus glanced at Feng Ling, who stood behind Su Chen, showing no intention of following him.

The Emperor Emeritus's face darkened completely.

He raised his hand, and a bolt of golden lightning shot out from his palm, a hundred times thicker and a hundred times brighter than Mo Wuhen's.

A full-force strike from a peak True Immortal carried a terrifying aura of annihilation, tearing apart space wherever it passed and leaving a black rift.

Su Chen didn't dodge. Chaos True Lightning shot out from his palm. A flash of golden light, and they collided with each other. With a loud bang, the Supreme Emperor was knocked back three steps, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Su Chen remained completely still.

The retired emperor looked at him, his heart filled with a fear as thick as ink. "You—"

Su Chen didn't speak, but raised his hand and unleashed the Chaos True Lightning once more.

The retired emperor was sent flying, crashing through the wall of the golden palace and landing on the ground, coughing up blood.

He got up, turned around, and ran.

The elders, disciples, and soldiers also ran away.

The army of tens of thousands from the Central Immortal Realm was in such a sorry state that they looked like stray dogs.

Su Chen stood at the entrance of the main hall, watching the tens of thousands of people scatter like ants, and smiled.

Feng Ling watched his retreating figure, her lips moved, but she couldn't help but ask, "Su Chen, when did you break through to the Immortal King realm?"

"Almost there. We're just missing two things—the Chaos Spirit Flower and the Chaos Spirit Grass."

Feng Ling bit her lip. "I'll help you find it."

Chen Xuan walked out of the main hall and looked at Su Chen. His cloudy old eyes held an indescribable mix of emotions: pride, relief, and regret.

With such a disciple from the Qingyun Sect, he could die without regrets.

"metropolitan."

Su Chen turned around. "Are you injured?"

"External injury".

Chen Xuan looked at him, hesitated, and finally asked, "Su Chen, what are your plans for the future?"

"Become stronger. So strong that no one can beat me."

"and then?"

"Then go home."

Chen Xuan was taken aback. "Go home? Back to the lower realm?"

Su Chen nodded.

Chen Xuan fell silent.

In the distance, on the horizon, a gray figure was flying towards the Qingyun Sect.

He wore a gray Taoist robe, his hair was gray, and his face was etched with wrinkles like knife-cut ravines, but his eyes were very bright, as bright as two stars.

Tianming is here again.

This time, it wasn't just one person.

Lingxuzi and the new sect leader of the Wandao Sect followed behind him.

The three major sects of the Southern Immortal Domain have joined forces.

They want to kill Su Chen and seize the Chaos Immortal Scripture.

Su Chen stood at the entrance of the main hall, looking at the three figures, and smiled.

The Chaos True Domain unfolded, and gray mist surged from his body, freezing the three figures in mid-air within its million-foot-wide expanse.

With a raised hand, Chaos True Lightning shot out from his palm. In a flash of golden light, Tianming was cleaved away, Lingxuzi was cleaved away, and the new sect leader of the Myriad Paths Sect was cleaved away.

The three tumbled in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground, creating three large craters. Blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

Su Chen stopped fighting, looked down at the three people in the pit, and slowly asked, "Want to continue?"

Tianming got up and ran, Lingxuzi followed him, and the new sect leader of the Wandao Sect also ran away.

Su Chen stood there, watching the three disheveled figures disappear into the horizon, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Feng Ling looked at him, unsure of what to feel. This man had won again.

He was at the peak of True Immortal realm, and he easily defeated three other peak True Immortal realm cultivators, as if an adult were beating a child.

She walked over and tugged at his sleeve. "Su Chen, when did you become so strong?"

"Always this strong."

Feng Ling choked for a moment.

Chen Xuan walked out of the main hall, looked at Su Chen, and his cloudy old eyes were full of tears.

With someone like this emerging from the Qingyun Sect, he can die in peace.

"metropolitan."

Su Chen walked over and said, "I may have to leave for a while."

Chen Xuan didn't ask where they were going or when they would return. He nodded and said, "Go. The Qingyun Sect will always be here."

Su Chen turned around, took flight, and headed south.

Feng Ling followed behind him.

Chen Xuan stood at the entrance of the main hall, watching the two figures disappear into the horizon. His cloudy old eyes were filled with reluctance, but even more so with pride.

The Qingyun Sect has finally produced a figure who can make the entire Upper Realm tremble.