Chapter 2103 : 10 Heroes of a Foreign Land

Then, the light abruptly dimmed, and a shockwave erupted from the heart of the battlefield, sweeping across all directions as it violently tore through the vast primordial chaos.

"Ah—"

After a long silence, a piercing shriek echoed through the vast expanse of chaos.

But then, Chen Xiandao slowly emerged from the center of the battlefield, dragging the remains of the Heaven-Slaying Emperor behind him as if hauling a dead dog.

"This..."

In the blink of an eye, the expressions of everyone present shifted dramatically.

The Great Emperors of the Southern Abyss cheered in exhilaration, with 1 unable to contain his astonishment as he exclaimed, "Erlang Zhenjun (Celestial Being), truly remarkable!"

Even the various Demi-Sages showed a flicker of astonishment. The Heavenly Wastes Quasi-Emperor couldn’t help but remark, “Your Second Son’s talent is truly unparalleled. He has certainly lived up to the legacy of you, the Patriarch of the Returning Abyss.”

"You flatter me, I've merely achieved a modest level of proficiency."

Eldrin smiled, his tone exceptionally calm, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary in his eyes.

The champions of the Northern Abyss, however, paled with shock and disbelief. Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined that the Heaven-Slaying Emperor—a figure who had roamed the Northern Abyss virtually unchallenged—would be so decisively crushed and slain right before their eyes.

You must understand, the Heaven-Slaying Great Emperor's talent astounded the ages. Not only was he the foremost figure since the dawn of the Northern Abyss, but even among all the Great Emperors of the Northern Abyss, he ranked among the top 20.

As the young emperor of the Northern Abyss, he was well aware of the significance behind a top-20 ranking.

Heroes from all corners converged in the Northern Abyss. Among them were not only the native prodigies of the Northern Abyss, but also peerless talents who had defected from the Southern Abyss during the Primordial Era, and even a multitude of Emperor Seeds hailing from other Chaos Domains.

Especially the Emperor Seeds from other Chaos Domains, most of these Emperor Seeds were peerless prodigies who had come out of admiration for his fame.

Each of them had once dominated a region, figures who had shaken the ancient and modern eras within their respective primordial domains.

He had come to the Northern Abyss for 2 reasons: the Abyssal Devil Emperor possessed unparalleled talent and wisdom, coupled with an exceptionally reputable name.

Just as the Elder of Eternal Extinction once followed the Primordial Realm of Immortal Cosmos, these individuals now followed the Outer Realm Demon Emperor for the very same reason.

They believed that the Infernal Abyss Demon Emperor was destined to become the second Dao-Unification Supreme in the Blazing Central Chaos Realm, and thus pledged to follow him in shattering the established order of the primordial Blazing Central Domain.

Such is the formidable Northern Abyss, where peerless prodigies are as common as hairs on an ox, and the number of Great Emperors even surpasses that of the Southern Abyss by tenfold. Without the strength of an invincible Great Emperor, 1 would likely struggle to rank within the top 100 of the Northern Abyss Emperor Ranking.

Yet Chen Xiandao was able to slay the Heaven-Slaying Great Emperor head-on—doesn’t this mean he possesses strength ranking within the top 10 of the Northern Abyss Emperor List?

"How could a mere 7 domains of the Southern Abyss cause the Heaven-Slaying Emperor to suffer defeat?"

Many Great Emperors of the Northern Abyss began whispering amongst themselves, each revealing expressions of bitter reluctance.

A foreign emperor leaped directly into the center of the battlefield, gripping his war halberd as he pointed at Chen Xiandao and declared coldly, "Your victory was merely due to Slaughtering Heaven having fought 3 consecutive battles, depleting his magical power."

"Did you truly believe that a mere scavenger like you could be invincible?"

Chen Xiandao gave a faint smile, the triple-tipped double-edged halberd in his hand rising with a metallic ring as he pointed it at the foreign emperor. "State your name," he declared, "for my spear shall not claim the lives of the nameless."

"I am the Great Emperor of Blazing Radiance."

The foreign emperor spoke, instantly summoning his war spear to soar into the sky as he charged toward Chen Xiandao.

At the same time, Emperor Minghuang’s expression shifted slightly as he turned to Eldrin (Person Name) and said with a bow, “Emperor Chihuang is the youngest son of the Foreign Flame Sovereign Ancestral God. His power has already reached the realm of the Invincible Great Emperor.”

"Erlang Zhenjun must have expended a great deal of energy. Should we let him withdraw first?"

"Not a problem."

Eldrin shook his head and spoke calmly, "This battle will soon be over."

As the words faded, an earth-shattering battle erupted across the heavens.

Chen Xiandao brandished the Triple-Pronged Halberd against his foe. With the first strike, he sent the Blazing Sovereign reeling, blood spraying from his lips. The second blow shattered the emperor’s physical form into fragments. With the third, he severed and extinguished his very soul.

In just 3 moves, the Divine Soul of the Great Emperor Chihuang—a mighty ruler who shook the realms and the renowned young son of a Primordial God from distant lands—was utterly obliterated by Chen Xiandao on the spot.

In an instant, everyone present was filled with bewilderment, each face revealing looks of astonishment.

You must understand, even a Quasi-Saint would require at least 10 moves to subdue an Invincible Great Emperor in direct confrontation.

Yet Chen Xiandao subdued him in merely 3 moves, a display of combat prowess that bordered on the inconceivable.

Seeing this, Eldrin (Person Name) nodded in satisfaction and remarked, "Erlang's strength should be considered formidable even among the Demi-Saints."

"It was well worth refining the Primordial Supreme Treasure for him, and equally worth it for Elder Heiyuan to bestow upon him the Chaos Origin Pearl."

"You can withstand 3 moves from me—among the Emperors, you are far from weak."

After suppressing and slaying Emperor Yanhuang, Chen Xiandao could not help but reveal a satisfied expression.

He retracted the 3-Pointed Dual-Edged Spear and cast his gaze down upon the foreign emperors before speaking, "You emperors of the Northern Abyss, for all your boundless arrogance, appear to be nothing more than this?"

"Who else dares to step forward?"

The foreign emperors fell into a heavy silence upon hearing this.

Seeing this, Chen Xiandao let out a mocking laugh and said, “Very well. If a 1-on-1 duel is beyond your capabilities, I grant you the privilege of coming at me together.”

"This Emperor…will take on 30 at once!"

"Ah! How dare you provoke me! Do you truly believe the Northern Abyss has no worthy champions?"

Chen Xiandao's words drove the emperors of the Northern Abyss Realm to the brink of madness.

A host of Great Emperors soared into the sky, converging to besiege Chen Xiandao.

Faced with this, Chen Xiandao let out a mocking laugh. Without the slightest hesitation, he casually draped the Heaven-Slaying Battle Garb—still stained with the Emperor’s Blood—over his shoulders and charged straight into the heart of the battlefield.

Dao Ancestor.

High above the heavens, the Human Race's several Great Emperors could no longer remain seated upon seeing Chen Xiandao act so carelessly.

The Sword Emperor of the Western Abyss couldn’t help but grip his imperial blade, turning to Eldrin (Person Name) as he asked, “Should we intervene?”

"No need."

Eldrin shook his head and spoke calmly.

When the disparity in strength reaches a certain threshold, numbers lose their significance.

If the disparity in combat power was 30 percent, 2 people joining forces could still put up a fight. But when the gap reached 50 percent, even 5 people working together might barely hold their ground.

But when the gap exceeds twofold, even if 10 people join forces, they would at best face the possibility of being picked off 1 by 1.

Chen Xiandao's current strength was at least 3 times greater than that of an ordinary Great Emperor. Forget 30 Great Emperors—even if a 100 ordinary Great Emperors joined forces, they would stand no chance of defeating him.

Unless these Great Emperors could set up a formation, harnessing the power of the array to merge the strength of everyone present, they might barely stand a chance to suppress or defeat Chen Xiandao.

However, an Emperor-level formation could not be laid down easily, and required multiple compatible Innate Supreme Treasures to set up.

They had come from afar, with neither the time nor the means to set up a killing formation of this level.

At this moment, over 30 foreign emperors could no longer conceal their killing intent. 1 by 1, they unleashed their ultimate combat prowess, determined to completely suppress Chen Xiandao, this audacious madman.

Alas, things seldom go as 1 wishes. Before absolute power, the methods of a Demi-Sage could hardly defy the heavens.

Chen Xiandao vanquished all foes in a single battle, standing firm in the heavens as he struck down enemies from all directions. From start to finish, he remained nearly motionless.

He merely stood his ground, shifting no more than 3 paces forward or back, yet his Insightful Heavenly Eye saw through every strength and weakness of the approaching foes. Each thrust of his 3-Pointed Double-Edged Spear was a lethal strike.

Yet in just over 8 100 exchanges, more than 30 Great Emperors had all fallen, their bodies lifeless, with only their primordial spirits escaping into the Great Dao Sea.

"Hiss—"

In that instant, all the heroes of the Northern Abyss were left gasping in shock.

Even as mighty emperors who could shake the 8 directions, they were all rendered speechless by terror at this moment.

"Hmph—"

Chen Xiandao let out a cold sneer, casually storing away the numerous Emperor corpses before suppressing over a dozen Innate Supreme Treasures.

After completing all this, he finally turned his gaze to the foreign emperors and said, "Did the Northern Abyss Foreign Realm send trash like you as vanguard just to have you delivered to your deaths?"

Such scathing mockery left the emperors of the Northern Abyss Domain utterly speechless, unable to conjure even a sliver of rebuttal.

Because what Chen Xiandao said seemed to truly be stating a fact, without a trace of mockery.

"True Lord Invincible, True Lord Invincible."

In that instant, the vast chaos erupted with a deafening roar.

Countless onlookers—Great Luo Golden Immortals, Primordial Chaos Emperors, and even Great Emperors—could not help but cry out in astonishment.

From this day forth, he would no longer be the 1 who could only rely on his father, the True Lord of Erlang, but the invincible True Lord of the Heavenly Halberd, whose might shook the Northern and Southern Celestial Abyss.

"Trash, these useless trash, actually got slaughtered by a single person."

Meanwhile, from the chaos beyond the Abyssal Chasm, an utterly enraged roar erupted.

The Chaos Heavenly Emperor gripping the Celestial Halberd let out a furious roar, his face contorted with boundless rage as he verged on utter madness.

"As expected, it failed."

At that very moment, a man draped in moonlight-white imperial robes approached.

He gazed calmly at the other side of the Celestial Abyss, then shook his head serenely and said, "As I've long stated, the first battle must deploy true elites."

"Only thus can we, with invincible might, sweep across all Emperor Realm prodigies of the Southern Abyss and shatter their very spines."

"But you refused to listen, insisting on sending the Heaven-Slaying War Emperor to lead the expedition, even glorifying it as letting the younger generation sweep through the Southern Abyss..."

The Emperor gripping the Celestial Halberd turned ashen, then pallid. After a long pause, he finally spoke, "I underestimated them."

"Remember the lesson well."

The man in the moon-white imperial robe spoke, then turned to the hundreds of supremely powerful emperors standing in battle-ready formation on the other side and asked, “Oh Dragon of Darkness, if we allow you passage, are you confident you can eradicate all the emperors of the Southern Abyss?”

At the forefront of the crowd stood a figure clad in Black Dragon Battle Armor (Divine Armament), his aura nearly overwhelming the vast primordial chaos.

He pondered slightly before speaking moments later: "Reporting to the Demon Lord, that Erlang Zhenjun is formidable indeed—his prowess rivals the 8 Great True Spirit Manifestations."

"However, our Northern Abyss boasts countless prodigies. Even the top 10 on the Emperor Ranking could contend with him."

"Aside from the True Lord Erlang, the rest of the Southern Abyss pose no threat. So long as those Quasi-Sages do not intervene, taking their heads shall be as effortless as reaching into a bag."

Excellent!

The Lunar Demon Lord gave a slight nod and spoke, "We, the Sages of the Northern Abyss, have long been prepared. Those Quasi-Sages of the Southern Abyss are hardly worth worrying about."

"Charge forth without worry. We'll speak of other matters only after you've slain every last hero of the Northern Abyss."

As the words fell, the Supreme Yin Demonic Lord immediately unleashed his full power. A brilliant Lunar Blade soared into the sky, violently cleaving through the vast celestial abyss.

Then, the chaotic torrent of the Celestial Abyss was forcibly severed, opening up a path through the Celestial Abyss.

After completing all this, the Lord of the Lunar Abyss turned and declared, "You may depart."

Hearing this, the Demon Dragon Emperor immediately offered a slight bow before soaring into the skies with hundreds of Northern Abyss Emperors. They charged southward along the severed Heavenly Abyss toward the Chaotic Heavenly Abyss.

Meanwhile, the war in the Northern Abyss Expanse was drawing to a close.

Faced with the joint assault of several Great Emperors including Chen Xiandao and Chen Xianchang, along with the relentless onslaught of over a 100 Southern Abyss Great Emperors, the foreign realm emperors swiftly crumbled into defeat.

Most of these foreign emperors had their physical bodies destroyed, a small portion were suppressed and sealed away, while some managed to flee into the depths of the primordial chaos.

Just as the Emperors of the Northern Abyss vanguard were routed, the Chaos Heavenly Abyss suddenly underwent a strange transformation.

Suddenly, a dazzlingly brilliant edge descended from the Northern Abyss, followed by a blindingly radiant moonblade that severed the Chaotic Heavenly Abyss, leaving behind a rift that could never be fully mended.

Lunar Corona.

The moment he saw the lunar blade, Eldrin noticed Lyra's complexion shift dramatically, a trace of overwhelming fury flashing across her face.

This caused Eldrin to slightly furrow his brow, a trace of coldness flashing in his gaze.

In her past life as a Celestial Empress, Lyra (Person Name) possessed an extraordinarily exalted status. She ranked among the top 3 of the 9 Divine Sovereigns and was born with 3 supreme innate treasures.

The 3 supreme companion treasures were the Chaos Spiritual Root 'Divine Moon Tree', the Dao Attainment Treasure 'Primordial Chaos Qi', and the companion Chaos Spiritual Treasure 'Wheel of the Lunar Essence'.

This Lunar Wheel, comparable to the Solar Celestial Emperor's Solar Golden Bell, stands as 1 of the 3 Chaos Spiritual Treasures in the Primordial Immortal Realm.

It must be known that aside from the Sun Celestial Emperor, Lyra (Person Name), and the 3 Soul Sovereigns, even the Primordial Divine Monarch did not possess a companion Chaos Spiritual Treasure.

Had it been otherwise, the Primordial Divine Emperor might never have conceived such wicked designs to seize the Chaos Primordial Qi of the Primal Ape.

Yet now, this very Lunar Wheel was seized during the primordial era by the Otherworldly Lunar Demon Lord, becoming his innate supreme treasure.

Now, after tens of thousands of kalpas had passed, her primordial companion treasure had become the possession of her mortal enemy. How could this not ignite Lyra's soul with incandescent fury?

At that thought, Eldrin took Lyra's hand and said, "Rest assured, 1 day I will reclaim the Lunar Cycle Disc for you."

Lyra gave a slight nod without uttering a word, only tightening her grip on Eldrin's hand.

Boom—

At the same time, as the vast Abyss was torn asunder, a group of foreign Emperors tore through the void and set foot upon the southern shore of the boundless Abyss.

And among this assembly of Great Emperors, at the very forefront stood 10 figures of incomparable power.

Each of them possessed an aura that shook the heavens and eclipsed the ages, with at least 8 true spirit manifestations swirling behind them.

"Beware, it's the 10 Champions of the Outer Realms."

The moment they saw these people, the expressions of all the Great Emperors present shifted dramatically.

Even the various Demi-Sages in the void revealed expressions of extreme solemnity.

The so-called 10 Tyrants of the Outer Realm referred to the 10 strongest Great Emperors from these foreign lands. These supreme emperors hailed from all corners of the world—including 3 peerless prodigies from the Northern Abyss and 2 former unparalleled heroes of the Southern Abyss.

The remaining 5 supreme powerhouses were all peerless Great Emperors hailing from the primordial chaos.

These 10 champions of the outer realms shared 1 common trait: every single 1 among them had once fought a Saint to a standstill, if not outright defeated 1.

Among the 10 Heroes, 7 had embarked on the path of physical sanctification, each having cultivated the forms of 8 great true spirits. They were merely a step away from becoming Wuji Paragons—those who mastered the forms of 9 great true spirits.

Among the remaining 3 heroes, 2 were cultivating the Path of the Great Dao. Much like Chen Xiannian, they had simultaneously mastered several Great Daos under the patronage of the Otherworldly Demon Emperor.

Although these 2 had not achieved the exaggerated feat of cultivating 8 supreme Dao manifestations simultaneously, they had respectively mastered 5 and 6 great Daos, granting them strength sufficient to confront quasi-sage experts head-on.

And the last 1 was also an old acquaintance of Eldrin—the 3 Souls Sovereign, who had cultivated the 8 great True Spirit Acupoints and mastered the 8 True Spirit Divine Abilities.

Now, with the support of the Outer Realm Demon Emperor, the 3 Souls Sovereign had not only regained the peak cultivation of his previous life but had advanced even further, standing merely A Step Away (Time & Distance) from unlocking all 9 True Spirit Acupoints.

"Of the 10 Great Champions from the Outer Realms, who could possibly stand against them?"

The moment they laid eyes on the 10 Champions of the Outer Realms, the emperors of the Southern Abyss all paled in unison.

Many of the Southern Abyss Emperors turned pale, their expressions brimming with profound resentment.

They looked at Chen Xiandao with hopeful eyes, yet a flicker of despair surfaced in an instant.

They all knew Chen Xiandao was formidable, possessing combat prowess rivaling a Quasi-Saint. Yet the more they understood his strength, the deeper their despair grew.

For each of the 10 champions from the foreign realm possessed invincible combat prowess capable of rivaling a Quasi-Sage, and any 1 of them could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Chen Xiandao.

Once these 10 join forces, who in all 7 realms of the Southern Abyss could stand against them?

Unless the various Arch-Sages take action, a complete rout may be the only option.

But if our Sage Ancestors were to intervene and bully the juniors, how could the foreign realm’s Sages stand idly by?

In that case, it is highly likely that this great war would plunge directly into its ultimate confrontation from the very beginning.

Could the various Heavenly Emperors of the 7 Domains of the Southern Abyss truly withstand the alien realms of the Northern Abyss in those days?

At this thought, the hearts of all present sank like stones. Even the Paragods standing firm in the depths of chaos felt their mouths go dry, utterly at a loss for how to respond.

"Is this the Southern Abyss?"

At the same time, the foreign emperors descended 1 after another.

The 10 Tyrants of the Northern Abyss stood with unshakable pride, their sweeping gazes radiating an aura that looked down upon all directions as they surveyed the Great Chaos Origin Emperors and Supreme Rulers of the Southern Abyss.

The leading Demon Dragon Emperor swept his gaze across the assembly before finally settling on Chen Xiandao. He spoke calmly, "Your strength is formidable, worthy of my respect."

"Had we met in the primordial chaos, I might have been pleased to call you a friend."

"Alas, meeting on the battlefield, we serve different masters—it seems fate denies us friendship in this life..."

Chen Xiandao gave a slight nod before speaking calmly, "Do you wish to battle me?"

Unexpectedly, the Demon Dragon Emperor shook his head and calmly declared, "I have dominated the primordial chaos for hundreds of thousands of kalpas, defeating 13 Quasi-Sages in succession. You are no match for me yet."

"However, having cultivated the Chaos Divine Form, you are indeed qualified to discuss the Dao with me as an equal."

"Speaking of this," the Demonic Dragon Emperor proposed, "why not pledge your allegiance to our Northern Abyss? The Demon Sovereign will surely retrieve a Chaos Spiritual Treasure for you, aiding your cultivation of the ultimate Chaos Divine Form."

Chen Xiandao let out a derisive laugh, brandishing his 3-Pointed Double-Edged Spear before leveling it coldly at the Dragon Demon Emperor. "A true man would rather die in battle than kneel in surrender."

"If all were weak-willed, I could never have cultivated to my present realm."

Excellent!

The Demon Dragon Emperor clapped his hands in admiration, then turned to a burly man beside him gripping a heavy sword. "Barbed Bone(Character Name), I shall entrust this battle to you."

The burly man nodded, then strode to the front lines. He glared at Chen Xiandao with a vicious sneer.

"For someone of your unyielding pride, only by crushing every single 1 of your bones can I pay you the highest respect."

Chapter 1 The biting northern wind swept across the mountain peaks, carrying with it flurries of snow that danced in the air. Lin Xuan stood at the edge of the cliff, his white robes fluttering violently in the gale. His gaze was fixed upon the distant horizon, where the last rays of the setting sun were being devoured by the encroaching darkness. "1 100 years," he murmured, his voice barely audible above the howling wind. "1 100 years of cultivation, and I'm still trapped at the seventh level of Qi Refining." His fingers tightened around the jade slip in his palm—a cultivation manual passed down through generations of his family. The characters carved upon it glowed with a faint, ethereal light: "9 Revolutions Mysterious Art." Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his dantian. Lin Xuan's face paled as he felt the spiritual energy within him churning violently. This was the backlash from his failed attempt to break through to the eighth level—a consequence of his impatience. "Foolish," he cursed himself. "I should have known better than to rush the breakthrough without sufficient preparation." From his spatial ring, he retrieved a small porcelain bottle. With practiced movements, he poured out a single pill—the last of his Mid-grade Spirit Replenishing Pills. The pill shimmered with a soft, blue light, radiating pure spiritual energy. "Only 1 left," he sighed. "I'll need to visit the market tomorrow to purchase more. That will cost me at least 5,000 spirit stones." As night fell completely, Lin Xuan made his way back to his humble abode—a small cave dwelling carved into the mountainside. The interior was sparse, containing only a stone bed, a meditation cushion, and a simple wooden table. On the table lay several ancient texts, their pages yellowed with age. He lit a stick of Mind-Calming Incense. The delicate fragrance immediately filled the cave, helping to settle his restless spirit. Sitting cross-legged on the meditation cushion, he began to circulate his cultivation technique. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth slowly gathered around him, forming visible swirls of light that gradually seeped into his body. He guided this energy through his meridians, purifying it with each cycle before storing it in his dantian. Hours passed in the blink of an eye. When Lin Xuan finally opened his eyes, dawn was already breaking. Though his cultivation had improved only marginally, his spirit felt refreshed and clear. "Senior Brother Lin! Senior Brother Lin!" A urgent voice called from outside the cave. Lin Xuan recognized the voice—it was Zhang Liang, a junior disciple from the outer sect. Waving his hand, he dissolved the protective formation at the cave entrance. "What is it?" Lin Xuan asked as the young disciple rushed in, his face flushed with excitement. "The sect leader has announced that the Heaven's Trial Secret Realm will open in 3 months!" Zhang Liang exclaimed breathlessly. "All disciples at the seventh level of Qi Refining or above are eligible to enter!" Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat. The Heaven's Trial Secret Realm opened only once every 30 years, and it was rumored to contain countless opportunities and treasures. However, it was also extremely dangerous—countless cultivators had perished within its confines throughout the ages. "Thank you for informing me," Lin Xuan said calmly, though his mind was already racing. After Zhang Liang left, Lin Xuan stood silently for a long moment. His current strength was insufficient to guarantee his survival in the secret realm. He needed to improve his cultivation level and acquire better equipment—and quickly. From his spatial ring, he took out a long sword. The blade was simple and unadorned, but it emitted a faint, cold light—the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure), his most valuable possession. "I've been conserving this for far too long," he said to the sword, his fingers gently tracing its edge. "It's time you tasted battle once more." With renewed determination burning in his eyes, Lin Xuan began to pack his belongings. The path of cultivation was fraught with challenges, but he would not back down. The Heaven's Trial Secret Realm might be dangerous, but it could also be the opportunity he had been waiting for—the chance to change his destiny.