After constantly battling and growing stronger, Ning Changqing finally killed the outer disciple of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect. He did it with effortless ease.

Under the gaze of countless spectators, numerous young geniuses stared at the seemingly ordinary figure in shock. There was nothing remarkable about him at first glance.

Utterly plain.

Yet he carried a detached calmness that felt transcendent, as though he stood beyond the mortal world. Defeating an outer disciple of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect in a single move was truly terrifying.

"This child is extraordinary."

An elder from a great sect commented solemnly.

Behind Ning Changqing stood an incomparably beautiful woman holding a sword in her arms. She was his maidservant.

When Ning Changqing effortlessly killed the outer disciple, she was not surprised in the slightest.

In her eyes, this outcome was only natural. Only she truly understood how terrifying Ning Changqing was. With ease, he had helped her break the curse within her bloodline and restore the glory of the Heavenly Heart Divine Physique.

The ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, the Emperors and Supremes throughout history, none of them could compare to the brilliance of the man before her. Anyone who offended him or tried to block his path would eventually become nothing more than bones scattered along the road to immortality.

She still remembered the words Ning Changqing had once spoken.

"To become my maidservant is your fortune. In the future, your name will surely be recorded within the history of all Emperors."

She believed him completely. That calm attitude of his had sounded less like arrogance and more like a simple statement of fact. The natural confidence he radiated captivated her deeply.

...

Somewhere in the world, a heaven-blessed individual reborn from the Heavenly Venerate was steadily rising.

Su Chen, however, knew nothing about it. At this moment, he sat deep within the Scripture Pavilion of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect, evolving Emperor-level techniques. One figure after another watched the tiny humanoid construct repeatedly demonstrate Emperor Arts, utterly mesmerized.

After a long while, the refined old man carrying a sword on his back bowed deeply toward Su Chen from afar.

"Many thanks for the Emperor Son's guidance. I never imagined the Emperor Son's comprehension would be so extraordinary, surpassing all ages. How laughable that I once thought of teaching the Emperor Son cultivation. I nearly delayed your path instead."

The old man gave a bitter smile. The Emperor Arts evolved by Su Chen had actually granted him fresh insight. At his level of cultivation, even the slightest improvement was unimaginably difficult to achieve.

Su Chen merely nodded calmly, his expression tranquil as still water. He had comprehended the Emperor Scriptures of every Great Emperor in the history of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect. Building upon the inherited Emperor Arts of those predecessors, he had reconstructed and perfected the Myriad Laws Emperor Scripture anew.

Although it still could not compare to the Immortal Underworld Scripture, its potential for growth might one day surpass even that technique. Anyone could find their own path within it.

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Outside the Scripture Pavilion, all the elders and disciples of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect listened to the resonating Dao sounds. Even hearing only a tiny fragment of it was enough to advance their cultivation.

"The Emperor Son is terrifying beyond belief!"

Everyone inwardly marveled. After a single lecture on the Dao, many disciples and elders with exceptional talent gained sudden enlightenment and directly broke through their realms.

All of them gazed toward the depths of the Scripture Pavilion, watching the gradually fading phenomena. At that moment, they felt like grains of sand within the ocean, like mayflies gazing upon the heavens.

Su Chen finished evolving his own Dao. As for how much the others could comprehend, that depended entirely on their own fortune. Still, if someone truly possessed heaven-defying talent and managed to grasp even a fragment of it, they would benefit endlessly.

Su Chen then left the Scripture Pavilion of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect. Using the alias Di Chen, he began visiting the various great inheritances. Ever since the end of the Emperor Dao Era, countless outstanding talents had been born into the world once more. The gathered wisdom of all living beings was the finest nourishment possible for perfecting the Myriad Laws Emperor Scripture.

Soon, news spread throughout the many great factions. The immortal spirit of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect had left the sect and begun visiting the various inheritances. The news instantly shook countless monstrous geniuses.

"So the immortal spirit of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect has finally stepped outside."

"I have waited for this day for far too long."

Within the ancestral land of the Phoenix Clan stretched an endless sea of fire. Every spark of flame there possessed enough power to burn a Saint to ashes. Yet at the very center of that terrifying inferno, a figure slowly emerged.

Scarlet feathers of blazing fire drifted downward one after another, stirring violent waves of flame.

He was Feng Changge, the supreme prodigy of the Phoenix Clan who carried the bloodline of the Phoenix Ancestor. His ascension to the Dao was already destined.

But becoming Emperor was not his ultimate goal. He possessed far greater ambitions. The Dao was merely the beginning. What he sought was transcendence.

Feng Changge stepped out from the sea of fire.

...

Primordial Dao Domain.

This was the most ancient region of the human race. Even after the Emperor Dao Era, when humanity had declined, its foundations remained unshaken.

Deep within the Primordial Land, a young figure slowly opened his eyes. Between his brows, a third eye manifested, reflecting boundless and vast phenomena. The golden radiance across the sky eventually transformed into the sound of clashing blades and war.

It was an ancient battlefield. Gods and demons fought, and all living beings perished. And he had been the supreme sovereign who controlled everything.

He looked down upon the countless beings beneath the heavens.

"Di Chen... you can only be defeated by my hand. Until then, do not die at the hands of anyone else."

The Innate Divine Spirit of the Primordial Dao Domain stepped out from the Primordial Land.

...

In a region of chaos, chaotic Qi surged endlessly. A towering figure walked out from the sea of chaos. With every step he took, he left deep imprints upon the world itself. The Dao of Heaven and Earth submitted beneath him. He himself was the strongest Dao, the strongest law.

Though he had not yet become Emperor, all heavenly principles already revered him. He was beyond imagination.

The Chaos Body. The legendary Chaos Body. Known as the strongest physique of all time. Throughout history, only one Chaos Body had ever been born. Now, a second had appeared.

"The immortal spirit of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect... interesting. If this era were too dull, it would be meaningless. Di Chen, I hope you can give me a reason to act."

The Chaos Body murmured to himself. He was too strong, too invincible. Even existences like Phoenix bloodline descendants or Innate Divine Spirits were not worth his attention. The various clans and sects of the world did not even know that a Chaos Body existed among them.

He desired a battle. A true opponent of equal standing, a battle fought to the fullest extent. And the immortal spirit of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect was exactly such an existence. A foe worthy of his expectations.

...

Ning Changqing, after continuous effort, leveling up through slaughter and seizing opportunities, finally defeated an inner disciple of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect.

"You dare kill me? My elder brother is the personal disciple of an elder!"

The inner disciple looked at him in disbelief. He had merely gone out to explore a secret realm, only to be beaten nearly to death by someone who had suddenly emerged from nowhere.

"Do you still remember a man named Chen Feng, an outer disciple?"

The name Chen Feng...

The inner disciple felt vaguely familiar. But as an inner disciple of the Myriad Laws Emperor Sect, countless outer disciples had once tried to curry favor with him. How could he possibly remember a nobody?

"Time flows endlessly. There is no immortal sect—only invincible individuals."

"Forget a mere personal disciple behind you. Even if it were a core sequence disciple, or even the immortal spirit himself, they would all die beneath my hand."

Ning Changqing's gaze was calm, as though he were simply stating a fact.

"You dare insult the Emperor Son?!"

The inner disciple, whose cultivation had already been crippled, suddenly erupted with rage.