106: Chapter 106: The Great Emperor of Southern China

"Master, hahahaha, you didn't expect this, did you? Actually, my true identity is a Disciple of the Tianyuan Sect." A woman laughed loudly as she looked at the young man before her.

"Master, no, Emperor Nanxuan, did you ever think about today when you destroyed my Tianyuan Sect?" The woman's laughter did not cease.

Chu Nanxuan looked at the woman and glared, "Did you really turn against me just because of a few words from others?"

"No, Chu Nanxuan, you still don't understand. I, Liu Yan, was never your person. I am a Disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, a soul from Hell. I only want you dead." Liu Yan laughed loudly and raised the sword in her hand, "So what if you are a Cultivator Undergoing Tribulation? Haven't you still fallen into my hands!"

"If there is an afterlife, I will definitely make you wish you were dead." Chu Nanxuan closed his eyes, his heart filled with grief but helpless.

He, Chu Nanxuan, was hailed as the number one Prodigy of the Tianheng Continent. In a mere eight hundred years, he achieved a Breakthrough to the Undergoing Tribulation Realm, and the world called him Emperor Nanxuan.

Today, he had prepared everything, ready to reach the pinnacle of the final Realm among the nine cultivation Realms, the legendary Mahayana Realm.

But he did not expect that the person he trusted the most, his only Disciple, Liu Yan, would actually attack him.

What was even more hateful was that she used his own signature technique, the Nanxuan Divine Fist!

Chu Nanxuan felt hatred. He hated himself for not searching thoroughly when he destroyed the Tianyuan Sect, letting this Liu Yan slip through the cracks. He also hated himself for trusting someone so much.

"This Emperor is filled with hatred!" Chu Nanxuan said.

"Then go to Hell and hate there, hahahahaha!" Liu Yan swung her sword repeatedly, and before long, Chu Nanxuan on the ground became a pile of flesh.

"Master, Senior Sister, Senior Brother, I have finally avenged you all!"

Seeing that Chu Nanxuan was dead, Liu Yan knelt on the ground and began to cry bitterly.

...

Five hundred thousand years later.

Earth, Dragon Kingdom.

On a bus heading to Jiang City, the weather was hot, the air conditioning on the bus was not turned on, and the passengers were all a bit drowsy.

Only one youth was looking around in shock.

"I, Chu Nanxuan, am not dead! Hahahaha, I, Chu Nanxuan, have returned!!!"

The passing passengers nearby looked at the youth as if he were a fool.

An old grandmother sighed, "Sigh, poor child, he's been heat-struck into stupidity."

"Driver, can't you turn on the air conditioning yet?"

The bus driver steered with one hand and wiped his sweat with a towel hanging around his neck with the other, "Don't ask anymore. The air conditioning is broken. I've tried several times, but it won't turn on. Just endure it a little longer; we'll be there soon."

Chu Nanxuan ignored the gazes of the people around him and said nothing. He closed his eyes, still organizing the information in his mind.

"Mortal ants, do you know what kind of existence you are facing?" Chu Nanxuan opened his eyes and said.

One year later, the name of the Young Martial God, Chu Nanxuan, began to resound throughout the Dragon Kingdom.

Because of Chu Nanxuan's style of doing things, he offended many factions.

However, Chu Nanxuan did not care.

He, Emperor Nanxuan, why would he need to explain himself to this group of ants?

In five years, Chu Nanxuan went from being a Young Grandmaster to a Martial Saint, and finally became the Young Martial God. During these five years, he met various beauties, went to the Island Country to suppress the Super Ninjas of the Island Country, destroyed a Sect in China over a Medicinal Pill ingredient, cut down several buildings in the United States, and even withstood a nuclear bomb, forcing a country to bow down by himself...

Finally, the invincible Young Martial God on Earth, Chu Nanxuan, arrived at a certain Sect in China.

"Liehuo Sect?" Chu Nanxuan said, looking at the name of the Sect.

"Wait, who are you?" A Sect Disciple saw Chu Nanxuan and shouted.

"Are ants worthy of knowing my name?"

Just as Chu Nanxuan was about to strike, a voice came over.

An old man holding a wine gourd was seen rising into the air.

"Little friend, wait!"

Chu Nanxuan stopped his hand, and that little Disciple of the Liehuo Sect thus saved his life.

"Are you Master Wu Suanzi?" Chu Nanxuan said, looking at the old man.

The old man took a sip of wine, "It is indeed this old man. Come with me."

Chu Nanxuan did not speak but followed Master Wu Suanzi to the side of a straw hut.

"Seeing you, I can't help but think of that Young Martial God from twenty years ago," Master Wu Suanzi sighed and said, "I would like to see what the scene would be like if the two Young Martial Gods met?"

"The Martial God you speak of is merely at the third step of cultivation. Ants like you will never know the vastness of the outside world," Chu Nanxuan said. "If that Young Martial God you speak of were to meet me, he would only encounter a mountain that can never be crossed."

Chu Nanxuan was very confident. So what if he was an peerless Prodigy? He, Chu Nanxuan, achieved the Undergoing Tribulation Realm in eight hundred years, and now that he has returned through Rebirth, it will only be faster. By the time he achieves the Tribulation Transcendence Great Emperor, that Young Martial God would at most be at the Soul Transformation Realm.

The difference is clear.

Master Wu Suanzi just smiled, "Perhaps."

Chu Nanxuan straightened his expression, "I have asked some Martial Saints, and they told me that Earth has a method to go to the Tianheng Continent, and this method is with you."

Master Wu Suanzi did not speak, only calmly took a sip of wine.

"If you don't tell me, I will kill you." Chu Nanxuan suddenly condensed spiritual power in his hand, "You must know that there is a gap between Martial Gods. Killing you is like killing a chicken!"

Master Wu Suanzi continued to calmly take a sip of wine. He knew the other party was not lying. The name Chu Nanxuan appeared suddenly in Jiang City like a ghost. When he appeared, he was already an Innate Grandmaster. When he was a Grandmaster, he could already fight across levels. Now that he had achieved the Martial God, he really could not beat him.

But come to think of it, didn't that kid also suddenly appear in Fei City? And when he appeared, he was already a Martial God.

"This is difficult." Master Wu Suanzi glanced at Chu Nanxuan, "Kid, do you think I am afraid of death?"

Saying this, Master Wu Suanzi took another sip of wine.

Chu Nanxuan looked into Master Wu Suanzi's eyes and said calmly, "If you don't tell me, I will kill everyone in your Liehuo Sect."

Hearing this, Master Wu Suanzi shook his head, "I am really afraid of you, kid."

"Let's make it clear first, I don't know if it's true; this is all what my Master told me."

One day later, within a certain hill in Jiang City, Chu Nanxuan crouched inside a teleportation array.

"A teleportation array of the Body Integration Realm?" Chu Nanxuan groped the array, "Does it start with a drop of blood?"

Chu Nanxuan dripped a drop of blood on it, and the array activated.

Just like that, Chu Nanxuan arrived at the Tianheng Continent.

Then, he achieved a Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul and Soul Transformation Realms on the Tianheng Continent.

However, what Chu Nanxuan regretted was that five hundred thousand years had passed since his own era.

Cultivators Undergoing Tribulation can live for thirty thousand years, and Mahayana Cultivators can only live for fifty thousand years.

The enemies of the past had long since turned into mounds of yellow soil.

However, what made Chu Nanxuan happy was that the Tianyuan Sect was still there, and it had even become one of the four great Imperial Sects of the Tianheng Continent.

"Since Liu Yan is already dead, then this debt should be repaid by your Tianyuan Sect!" Chu Nanxuan said.