108: Chapter 108 has just begun.

Southern Border. Deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The Demon Emperor's Palace was built in the crater of an extinct volcano. Constructed from the bones of giant beasts, the hall exuded a primal, bloody aura.

The Demon Emperor was currently directing a group of minor demons to pack up his belongings.

News from Heavenly Saint City had arrived. The hundred-thousand-strong immortal army had been wiped out by the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, and two Immortal Venerables had become exhibits. This news was even more terrifying than a Nine Heavens Lightning Tribulation.

The Demon Emperor was terrified. He planned to take the contents of his treasury and hide in the Poisonous Miasma Pool in the deepest part of the Southern Border, sleeping for a few thousand years before coming out.

"Hurry! Bring that Nine Nether Purple Lingzhi! Pack those dragon horns into the Storage Pouch too!" The Demon Emperor had taken human form, appearing as a burly man with two horns on his head, sweating profusely in his haste.

A loud bang echoed from outside the hall.

The two bone doors were kicked flying by a massive force, smashing into the center of the hall and crushing several minor demons into mincemeat.

Ye Yuan walked in with his hands behind his back. Chu Kuangren followed behind, carrying his sword.

The Demon Emperor's movements froze.

"Moving house?" Ye Yuan glanced at the mountain of boxes piled in the hall. "Quite lively."

The Demon Emperor swallowed hard and forced a smile that looked worse than crying. "Divine Son Ye... why have you come again? This humble one was just preparing to send these things to the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion."

Ye Yuan walked up to a box and kicked open the lid. It was filled with Top-Grade Spirit Stones and rare Artifact Refining Materials.

"Sensible." Ye Yuan nodded. "But I didn't come here today for this scrap metal."

He pulled out an iron chain as thick as an infant's arm from his storage ring and threw it at the Demon Emperor's feet.

"Word came from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion for me to find a carriage-puller." Ye Yuan looked at the Demon Emperor. "I see your physique is quite good. Reveal your true form."

The Demon Emperor's face turned deathly pale.

He, the dignified Supreme of the Southern Border Demon Race, a great demon at the Creation Realm Peak, was to pull a carriage for someone? If word of this got out, where would the Southern Border Demon Race hide their faces?

"Divine Son Ye, this... this is not according to the rules." The Demon Emperor spoke up, bracing himself. "This humble one is willing to offer half of my natal essence blood, if only..."

Ye Yuan didn't waste any words.

The power of the Ancient Desolate Magic Body erupted. He took a step forward, directly grabbing the Demon Emperor by the neck and lifting him off the ground.

A cultivation at the Creation Realm Peak had no power to resist in Ye Yuan's hands.

"I'm not negotiating with you." Ye Yuan tightened his grip.

His neck bones made an overburdened cracking sound. The Demon Emperor's eyes rolled back as he choked, and he transformed into a hundred-zhang-long green ox, crashing onto the ground.

Ye Yuan picked up the iron chain, looped it around the green ox's neck, and tied a dead knot.

"Take a few steps and let's see." Ye Yuan patted the ox's horns.

The green ox humilatedly moved its hooves, pulling the empty chariot forward.

Chu Kuangren watched from the side, swallowing hard. This Divine Son Ye acted with even more disregard for taboos than a demonic cultivator.

"Load all these boxes onto the chariot," Ye Yuan instructed Chu Kuangren. "We're going back to Tianshui City. Those loaches in the East Sea have been too quiet lately; let's go find something for them to do."

The chariot rolled across the sky above the Hundred Thousand Mountains, leaving a clear track. The demons of the Southern Border lay low in the deep mountains and old forests, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Central Continent. Heavenly Saint City.

The first-floor hall of the Star-Plucking Tower.

Xuan Kong sat in a grandmaster's chair, holding a teacup in his hand.

Two people stood in the center of the hall. One was the Supervising Monk of the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Desolation, and the other was a Tomb Guardian from the Heaven-Burial Island of the Northern Plains.

Both possessed Late Stage Creation Realm cultivation, and they stood with lowered eyes and submissive expressions, not even daring to raise their heads.

The Supervising Monk offered a Purple-Gold Alms Bowl with both hands. "Amitabha. This is a small token of regard from the Three-Life Ancient Buddha of the Great Leiyin Temple. Inside the bowl are three thousand Sarira and the land deeds to ten Western Desolation Spiritual Veins. Consider it an apology for previously offending the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion."

The Tomb Guardian handed over a jade box. "Heaven Burial Island presents ten drops of Extreme Cold Ice Marrow and a Remnant Map of an Ancient Great Emperor's Array. We only ask that the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion shows mercy."

Xuan Kong set down his teacup and glanced at the two compensatory gifts.

With the Great Era beginning, these old monsters were shrewder than anyone. Even Immortal Venerables from the Upper Realm were hanging outside as exhibits; if these local tyrants of the Lower Realm didn't bow their heads now, they would be the next ones hanging up there.

"Leave the items. You may go," Xuan Kong said.

As if granted a great reprieve, the two thanked him repeatedly and withdrew from the Star-Plucking Tower.

Top floor.

Gu Sheng looked at the gift list sent up and closed the booklet.

Money coming to the door without having to lift a finger—this was the highest Realm of doing business.

The System's notification sound rang out.

[Ding! The Southern Border Demon Emperor has submitted. destiny points +100,000.]

[Ding! The Western Desolation Buddhist Sect and Heaven-Burial Island of the Northern Plains have bowed their heads. destiny points +200,000.]

The balance surpassed eight million.

Gu Sheng stood up and walked to the window.

An anomaly occurred in the Realm Passage in the sky.

The slowly rotating black hole came to a standstill. The dark golden halo retracted, and a blinding white point of light appeared in the center.

The point of light expanded rapidly, transforming into a light gate ten thousand zhang high.

Complex immortal dao runes were carved on the surface of the light gate, each one emitting a terrifying aura that suppressed the heavens.

The Spiritual Qi within Heavenly Saint City was drained. The city-protecting array let out an overburdened wail, its formation patterns flickering.

The Zhou Tian Star Array activated spontaneously. Three hundred and sixty-five primary stars appeared in the daylight, their starlight contending equally with the pressure emitted by the light gate.

The Loose Cultivators in the city stopped their clamor. The crowds queuing in the exhibition area froze in place, looking up at the sky.

A level that transcended Immortal Venerables, carrying a will to destroy everything, poured down without reservation.

The light gate opened.

A foot wearing Nine Dragon Emperor Boots stepped out of the light gate.

Just a single foot caused the Heavenly Dao Laws of the Lower Realm to begin collapsing. Black void cracks appeared in the sky, with lightning raging within them.

The Nine Nether Devil Emperor, tied to a pillar, looked at the foot in the sky and laughed loudly.

"An Immortal Emperor descends! Gu Sheng, your end has come! The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion will surely be destroyed today!"

His laughter sounded exceptionally piercing in the deathly silent Heavenly Saint City.

Top floor of the Star-Plucking Tower.

Jiang Taixu stopped his movements and turned to look out the window. He did not draw his sword but watched the light gate quietly, his white clothes fluttering in the wind.

Gu Sheng fanned himself with a folding fan, his gaze passing through the light gate to look into the deeper void.

"Immortal Emperor?" Gu Sheng tapped the ribs of his fan.

The System panel popped up a red extreme danger warning.

[Warning! Detected an Upper Realm Immortal Emperor-level combat force crossing the boundary! Lower Realm Laws are about to collapse!]

Gu Sheng ignored the System's warning. He turned to look at Su Jiuer.

"Jiuer."

"At your command, Pavilion Master." Su Jiuer forced herself to stand straight against the pressure.

"Go to the warehouse, get some new posters, and put them up." Gu Sheng closed his fan and pointed at the sky. "Tell the people in the city that the exhibition hall is about to bring in a crown jewel. Ticket prices will double. Buy now while supplies last."

Su Jiuer received her orders and went downstairs.

Gu Sheng lay back in the grandmaster's chair.

This game of the Great Era was getting more and more interesting. An Immortal Emperor descending to the Lower Realm—how many destiny points would that yield?

He closed his eyes, his fingers tapping on the armrest.

The storm was coming; the business of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion had only just begun.