426: Obsession

Later, an unknown number of years passed, and Wang Teng could barely remember it.

The Shenwu Empire survived due to his covert influence, a gesture of gratitude from his time in the Shenwu Empire.

After all, Wang Teng still remembered some of Emperor Zhenwu's past kindness and recognition.

It would have been impossible for him to reach that point without Emperor Zhenwu's cultivation.

When Emperor Zhenwu was still alive, Wang Teng wanted to be a loyal subject, but in the end, things changed.

Yet, he had lived for so many years, relying on a single thought, a single obsession.

If he could, he was still willing to secretly help a little.

Later, in order to explore the method of becoming an immortal, he once went out for a full million years.

That time, he met Myriad Gods again.

That he could still be alive now could only be attributed to his method of domination; he was so arrogant back then, yet he still had to rely on his means to cling to life.

His disheveled appearance was truly ugly!

Still, as he said, Wang Teng no longer cared about the past events; now, he couldn't even remember them.

He came before Myriad Gods, and all he wanted was an apology and for him to break another leg, then it would be over.

The result... "Look at you now, dressed so splendidly."

"Even this awl is exuding opulence!"

"I think even if I stabbed it in now, it wouldn't be as satisfying for you."

The smile on Wang Teng's face slowly faded.

Pfft!

He suddenly laughed again, a laugh of pure exasperation.

He truly was courting death!

Gathering his strength, Wang Teng looked at Myriad Gods as if saying goodbye, thinking: Let's settle years of grievances today.

Bang!

The next moment, Wang Teng found himself lying flat on the ground, spread-eagled.

His eyes were filled with confusion. What... what happened?

I, I, I seem to have been instantly killed again?

Wang Teng was somewhat unwilling to believe that he had lost again, just like that.

Looking at his current appearance, Myriad Gods shook his head in disappointment, his eyes full of mockery and pity.

"Tsk tsk tsk, we haven't seen each other for millions of years, why are you still so pathetic?"

Hearing this, Wang Teng wanted to move, to rush up and fight Myriad Gods to the death.

But he was surprised to find that his body was covered with strange black and white energy threads, like chains, restraining all his power, he knew not when.

Wang Teng was completely unable to move now.

But his current research into various powers was so profound that he managed to crack a part of it in the blink of an eye.

"Boring."

After saying that, Myriad Gods intended to leave.

Wang Teng, of course, didn't want him to leave like this now; he even had the idea of tricking Myriad Gods into the Earth Immortal Realm.

As long as Myriad Gods entered the Earth Immortal Realm with him, with the powerful blessing of the Earth Immortal Realm's World Lord status, he would definitely be able to make him kneel.

So Wang Teng shouted.

"Wait, I have clues to becoming an immortal. We can find a place to chat."

Myriad Gods was unmoved, still walking on his own.

Seeing him walk further and further away, Wang Teng shouted again.

"If you want to leave, step over me first."

At this, Myriad Gods indeed stopped in his tracks.

He turned around, came to Wang Teng's side, lifted his left foot, and then... then he really stepped over Wang Teng, even placing his right foot on Wang Teng's face.

Wang Teng: This isn't the result I wanted. My idea wasn't like this.

"Hahahahaha!"

After walking past, Myriad Gods suddenly burst into laughter, pointing at Wang Teng with his finger.

"Hahaha, you idiot, still trying to trick me. Why don't you pee in a puddle and look at your pathetic self? What immortal clue?"

"If you really had one, I'd eat..."

After saying that, Myriad Gods made a funny face and left, laughing.

At the same time, all the restrictions on Wang Teng's body disappeared.

But he was still lying on the ground, not getting up.

Great humiliation.

What a tremendous disgrace!

Wang Teng never expected that he, a Great Accomplishment Sacred Lord, Hall Master of the Ancient Hall, and Lord of the Earth Immortal Realm,

would still be beaten so badly, and each time by the same person.

How could Wang Teng endure this?

Because of this Myriad Gods, the once proud Wang Teng also became less proud.

This feeling of powerlessness, he had only ever experienced it with Myriad Gods.

After a long while, Wang Teng stood up and brushed off non-existent dust from his clothes.

It turned out that after so many years, he had already gotten used to it.

Life still had to go on, and the way to immortality still had to be found.

He had originally thought that this time's harvest would still be meager, just a few scattered things, like before.

However, this time's harvest far exceeded Wang Teng's imagination, and he stayed there for a million years to verify his conjectures.

The final conclusion was that the possibility was very high, extremely high, completely possible.

When he learned this news, the excitement and thrill in Wang Teng's heart were simply beyond words.

Ten million years of effort, and today he finally saw hope.

The scariest thing for a living person is to have no thoughts.

After solving the problem of physical lifespan, one must know that the human soul, human thought, also has a lifespan!

When thoughts are lost, the soul will cool, and a person will gradually lose life, becoming a cold stone.

When life cares about nothing, it will not react to anything, and there will be no difference from having no life at all.

Thus, after proving his conjecture, Wang Teng returned to the Earth Immortal Realm.

Along the way, he heard some rumors, about how a young man from the Eastern Sea of the Eastern Profound Domain in the Four Profound Heavens suffered terribly.

Experiencing clan annihilation, orphanhood, betrayal... then achieving great enlightenment, abandoning his martial arts, cultivating the way of the sword, later achieving success, slaying his enemies, his great vengeance fulfilled, his thoughts clear, his sword intent reaching a higher level.

He slaughtered all rivals under heaven, and was known as—the East Sea Sword Saint!

After proving that he had the peak combat power of the Heavenly Imperial Realm, the Earth Immortal Realm was just about to send him an invitation.

But he disappeared, vanished, and in the end, those who went to find him also failed.

Wang Teng didn't care about this; after all, he was just an ordinary peak Heavenly Imperial Realm cultivator. The Earth Immortal Realm had them everywhere, so one or two less didn't matter.

The most important thing he wanted to do now was to quickly deduce a feasible plan.

To become an immortal—this was Wang Teng's only goal, his only thought for tens of millions of years.

To become an immortal, he would stop at nothing!

..."Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Wang stood and bowed to Emperor Zhenwu, the look of reminiscence in his eyes gradually fading.

"Excuse me!"

He came to the enshrined memorial tablet and punched a large hole in that position.

This punch seemed to trigger a switch, as if removing some kind of seal, and a pillar of light shot up into the sky.

All beings illuminated by the light, regardless of their cultivation or physique, involuntarily trembled violently.

It seemed to be some terrifying entity that directly triggered their bodies' instinctive warning.

He moved his fist away, revealing a multicolored object inside, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Seeing it, a smile appeared on Wang Teng's lips. Now he had even more confidence.

Next, it was time to officially begin the grand plan of becoming an immortal.

..."Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Wang stood and bowed to Emperor Zhenwu, the look of reminiscence in his eyes gradually fading.

"Excuse me!"

He came to the enshrined memorial tablet and punched a large hole in that position.

This punch seemed to trigger a switch, as if removing some kind of seal, and a pillar of light shot up into the sky.

All beings illuminated by the light, regardless of their cultivation or physique, involuntarily trembled violently.

It seemed to be some terrifying entity that directly triggered their bodies' instinctive warning.

He moved his fist away, revealing a multicolored object inside, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Seeing it, a smile appeared on Wang Teng's lips. Now he had even more confidence.

Next, it was time to officially begin the grand plan of becoming an immortal.