Stronger from Earth

Chapter 401 - 395: Thirty Years, Standing Tall

Ever since the defeat of the Truth Saint King at the hands of the Assassin Emperor, all High-Level Evolvers of the Evolution Realm perished in a starry battle, and the entire Evolution Realm became the backyard of the Earth Expeditionary Army.

Although the Original Will of the Evolution Realm still rejects True Immortals, the Earth people, having stayed long enough in this world, are eventually recognized.

Time flies; Wang Xuan has been in this starry space for four and a half years, and the treasures of the Evolution Realm have been excavated clean by Celestial Immortals working hand in hand.

The Evolution Realm, operated under the leadership of the Truth Sect’s Evolvers for tens of millions of years, is abundant with good things. Battles consumed some, and the rest fell into the pockets of the Earth Expeditionary Army.

After ten years without starting, the first start lasts a hundred years; the resources Wang Xuan and others obtained are sufficient to propel them across several Great Realms.

On the Divine Mountain of the Truth Sect, the treasure vault was jointly excavated by tens of thousands of Immortals three months ago. Wang Xuan led Immortal Martial Mountain to take one-third, and the rest was divided cleanly.

"This mountain belongs to my Immortal Martial Mountain; does anyone have objections?" Wang Xuan stood atop the mountain peak that day, overlooking the heroes of the world.

Soon after, naturally someone came forward, one of the Nine Dragon Sons emerged: Vengeance. Although Wang Xuan was renowned worldwide, it was also one of the Dragon Race’s few outstanding talents.

"One-third of this realm’s fortune used to gather here; it’s the result of people’s hearts and the structure of the Earth Vein, making the Truth Sect’s Divine Mountain unimaginably valuable.

The Earth Expeditionary Army attacked the Evolution Realm hand in hand, with Immortal Holy Lands contributing, why should your Immortal Martial Mountain occupy such a treasure land?

Hongwu Taoist, I know your talent is peerless, you’re only thirty this year but already at the Peak of Divine Infant, having slain Peak of Celestial Tier and even Half-Step True Tier Evolvers.

But I, Long Ya, have dominated the Celestial Immortal realm for decades; even though you’ve reached the Middle and Late Jade Platform Stage, you’re not my opponent!

You are still too young."

This Vengeance was shrouded in sacred light, the Dragon Race’s pure bloodline coupled with exceptional inheritance made it rarely meet any rival in the Same Realm over the years.

No one knew how many Same Realm creatures it had slain over the years, but its Evil Qi and Evil Qi were definitely enough to make cultivators of a lower Great Realm helpless!

"Qi, those years, not less than five Half-Step True Tier Alien Races have perished at Long Ya’s hands; his combat power is not to be underestimated, you must be careful." Wan Futu reminded.

Suppressing a Realm is not so easily broken; Wang Xuan can fight beyond his tier because his opponents are of "average" talent.

He can kill creatures who have endured years until Half-Step True Tier, and Long Ya, who has reached the Peak of Celestial Immortal, is equally extraordinarily talented, not an ordinary person, fighting across tiers is like eating and drinking.

Below the Divine Mountain, many Celestial Immortals were waiting to see Wang Xuan’s embarrassment; ten years later, Wang Xuan might be able to suppress all Celestial Immortals with a single hand, but not yet, not like the Jade Platform Realm’s talents.

"Hongwu Taoist is renowned across the Evolution Realm, but today he’s certain to stumble." A Great Sword Immortal from Celestial Sword Mountain sneered.

Wang Xuan glanced at the Great Sword Immortal, knowing clearly all conversations within a hundred miles due to his strong Spiritual Cultivation.

"Kid with two bristles standing upright, what are you murmuring about? Speak openly and I’ll promise not to hit you." Wang Xuan chuckled.

As soon as he spoke, the spectators backed off dozens of miles; Long Ya dared to step forward to vie for the interests of the Dragon Race because it had the strength, others were uncertain.

The Great Sword Immortal was furious; he was at least twenty years older than Wang Xuan but was called a "kid" by this junior, how insulting.

But unfortunately, the Cultivation Realm respects the strong and the able first; Wang Xuan’s cultivation and combat power exceeded his, calling him a kid meant he was a kid!

"Hongwu Taoist, you must not bully us too much!" Zhao Youfang shouted.

Wang Xuan shook his head: "Sword Cultivators forge ahead fearlessly, facing insult yet lacking the courage to draw the sword?

Let me, then, teach you what it means to be a Sword Cultivator!"

With a heroic spirit, facing Long Ya with a straight sword, he laughed: "Though you’re decades older, your cultivation a whole Great Realm higher, what’s that worth?

We cultivators fear not a fight! Even in death, the glory of the sword must shine!"

One sword swing, countless shadows follow!

Everyone saw a Sword Qi slicing through the sky, emitting tens of thousands of rays; at that moment, even the sun paled in comparison.

This single sword, even Celestial Immortals couldn’t withstand!

"Unfortunately, I’m not an ordinary Celestial Immortal, as a Demon King, my physique far surpasses the Human Race, Demonic Power surges overwhelmingly, few Same Realm can rival me, let alone you!"

Long Ya inhaled deeply, the body of a boar with a dragon head, dragon tail, dragon claws, all emitting terrifying Evil Qi, Vengeance excels in killing, bloodthirsty, fierce in battle, seeking revenge, those who offended it never met a good end.

A massive claw of consolidated Demonic Power reached forward, directly blocking the black Long Sword.

Yet it never imagined, behind the sword slicing through ten thousand dusts, followed countless simultaneous swords!

The Sword Dao Illusion, every sword contained eighty percent of Wang Xuan’s full strength, comparable to Peak of Celestial Immortal or even Half-Step True Immortal’s strike.

Unless one’s strength is absolutely crushing to ignore such combat power assaults, how could one resist!

In the blink of an eye, Long Ya was enveloped by a golden sun, emanating Sword Qi from countless Sword Rays falling.

Boom!

A thunderous crash, Long Ya seemed sliced by a thousand blades, not a piece of flesh intact, severely wounded.

This spectacle left everyone stunned.

A mere move, how could it possess such terrifying slaughter power, rendering the skin of Peak Celestial Immortal Long Ya torn?

"Surviving a single strike from me, you’re quite impressive." Wang Xuan quite admired Long Ya; he was a decent youth.

Unfortunately, such words were harsh to Long Ya’s ears, its flesh squirming, donning dark red Battle Armor.

"This battle isn’t over yet!" Long Ya roared, charging at Wang Xuan again.

Yet a giant club fell from the sky, smashing onto Long Ya’s head, crushing it into the deep soil.

"Bullshit talent, just a worthless wretch." Clone Emperor Xuan swung the club, leaving Long Ya’s life unbearable, then leisurely departed.

His cultivation quietly at the Jade Platform Peak, he is invincible in the Evolution Realm! Without True Immortal’s emergence, no Celestial Immortal can rival him.

Wang Xuan stood with hands folded, coughing: "Apologies, my Honored Guest struck a bit forcefully, next time I’ll have him be gentler."

Though he could defeat Long Ya, consuming Primordial Spirit strength was inevitable, each use of the Endless Sword required substantial effort to restore Primordial Spirit power.

Since it could be easier, there’s no need to self-impose hardship while exposing limits, as Long Ya was truly strong.

Long Ya was severely wounded, unable to withstand a single move from Emperor Xuan, its strength lagging considerably across two stages, evident of talent disparity.

The enigmatic Hongwu Taoist combined with the tyrannical Emperor Xuan, who dares to wrinkle Immortal Martial Mountain’s brow in the Evolution Realm?

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Divine Mountain of the Truth Sect, thus belongs to my Immortal Martial Mountain."

At thirty, Wang Xuan’s speech was "pleasant," his presence appearing dignified, later "amiably" sending off disciples from various Immortal Holy Lands.

At the age of thirty, relying on his own strength, managed to intimidate all directions among the young generation in the Evolution Realm, fearing no one would dare to profane his authority.

Sitting on the Divine Mountain, six thousand-foot wide and long treasure vaults lay before Wang Xuan, representing his harvests; five treasure vaults from the Nine Dragon Mountain Range, the remaining comprised of other treasures combined.

"Gazing at these treasure vaults, why am I unperturbed? Because my longing for hometown far surpasses my craving for treasures."

With a sigh, Wang Xuan resolutely opened the treasure vaults.

(Recommending my completed old book: "I Have a World Tree," 1.5 million words completed, ah, just finished writing today, shamelessly recommended.

ps: I’m looking for work, recently quite busy, updates temporarily delayed.)