Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 395: Chapter 366: Wangxian Monarch

Thunder cracked across the sky as storm clouds gathered.

The rain had yet to fall, but the air was thick with an acrid stench. It was hard to tell if it was the briny scent of the soil or the coppery tang of blood. Wangxian Ridge fell silent for a brief moment, but it was immediately shattered by a great roar of battle from outside, the clamor growing deafening.

Everyone within the ridge stared in astonishment.

Only then did they realize:

The preceding battle had been so fierce that they had completely missed the commotion outside the ridge.

”What’s happening?”

Ye Yuanji looked up, aghast.

He caught a flash of an Escape Light streaking in from the corner of his eye. Before he could even ask what was happening, a piercing scream came from outside the ridge:

”Ancestor, it’s terrible!”

”Jinyun Valley, the Meng Family, and the Lu—the Lu Family... They’re all attacking! There are so many of them, all Foundation Establishment Cultivators!”

The words had barely left his mouth.

When a massive tombstone instantly descended from the sky.

”No!”

Ye Yuanji’s face fell. He tried to intervene, but it was too late.

The desperate shout turned into a bloodcurdling scream, then was cut short by a thunderous BOOM.

Everyone looked up.

Only then did they realize with horror that, at some point, immense auras had risen outside Wangxian Ridge. As the auras surged, a great fire erupted on all sides, fanned by fierce winds that drove the flames toward the ridge.

Wildfires are easy to ignite and difficult to extinguish.

Worse still, this fire was fueled by True Essence, making it utterly unstoppable.

The blaze was so intense it painted the sky above Wangxian Ridge crimson, making the oppressive black clouds overhead seem even deeper.

Screams, the roar of fire, the clang of weapons...

”All who trespass on Wangxian Ridge shall be slain without mercy!”

”Die!”

”Aargh...”

Amidst the flames, countless members of the Ye Clan broke and fled, scrambling in panic toward the clan’s inner sanctum.

The air filled with the whistle of wind, desperate shouts, weeping, curses, and the explosions of Magic... All of Wangxian Ridge had descended into utter chaos. As a great Golden Core Race, they should never have been reduced to such a pathetic state. But the night’s events had been far too unexpected.

First, Golden Core cultivators had snuck in, and the Ancestor had led the others to face them.

What should have been a guaranteed victory turned into a disaster when someone inexplicably shattered their Mountain Protection Array. Right before everyone’s eyes, not only had their Ancestor lost an arm, but three Golden Core cultivators had been butchered like chickens.

Under these circumstances, the Ye Race were already a flock of startled birds, ready to flee at the slightest sound.

And then, another wave of Foundation Establishment Cultivators had charged in...

Ye Yuanji clutched the stump of his arm.

Gazing at his clansmen, who were in complete disarray, his eyes filled with despair.

”Valley Master!”

Hu Yao shot into the air. Seeing Chen Che hovering there, he roared with delight.

”Valley Master!”

”Valley Master Chen!”

Rong Zhongxuan, Lu Qinglian, and Lu Yuntian’s faces lit up with joy when they saw Chen Che riding the wind in midair.

This was especially true for Lu Yuntian.

He had gambled the very survival of the Lu Clan on this battle. Seeing that Chen Che was still alive, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

”Ancestor!”

”Patriarch!”

The members of the Meng Clan also spotted Meng Qianxun and Meng Changtu.

Meng Qianxun took a step forward, planting himself on a hilltop as his Sword-Patterned Silver Flood Dragon coiled up, its colossal body rising to look down with enormous eyes. Beside him, Meng Changtu stood with his Black Blade as his Green-Winged Flood Dragon took to the skies.

The Flood Dragon Snake, which he had raised from an egg, was now approaching the peak of Foundation Establishment Great Perfection.

The father-son duo guarded a hilltop, one on the left and one on the right.

Xiao Chan said nothing. He simply raised his hand, and the Soul-Calling Banner that had pierced True Master Lingxu flew into his grasp.

Wiping the blood from his lips, he slowly rose to his feet, banner in hand.

With this banner, his power far surpassed other Golden Core cultivators of the Same Tier. Had he not run into the Ancient Eight Gates Array, he could have easily slain the likes of True Master Lingxu and True Master Xuanmiao. A fierce gust of wind made the banner flap loudly, and countless transparent phantoms materialized all over the mountain ridge.

BOOM—

As she channeled her True Essence, the thousand arms of the Divine Statue fanned out.

Spiritual Light flared against the night sky.

Chen Xi stood upon the Divine Statue’s chest, her robes and hair whipping wildly in the wind, creating a mystical tableau. Though she was the weakest of those who had infiltrated Wangxian Ridge, this statue allowed her to contend even with a Golden Core cultivator.

’What should we do?’

’We’re surrounded...’

’The Ye Clan is doomed. Even if they survive this, they’ll be crippled beyond recovery. I’m not dying with them. You?’

’Let’s find a chance to break through!’

’Agreed!’

True Master Xuanmiao and Cheng Xiao, the two Golden Core cultivators, exchanged these thoughts with their Divine Sense as they watched the scene from afar. Their minds were already set on retreat.

Chen Che stood in the void, looking down at Ye Yuanji with a slight tilt of his chin.

”Ye Yuanji, it’s over!”

SHIIIIING—

With a deafening roar, the Sword Group shot into the sky. The Flying Swords converged behind Chen Che like a river of steel, linking end to end to form a massive Sword Ring. As the ring spun, it radiated a mystical light.

As the Sword Ring formed, it shone with a dazzling brilliance, as radiant as the Bright Moon.

Every member of the Ye Race paled. Standing within the Sword Ring, Chen Che looked like a Sword Immortal straight out of the Ancient Era. ’Is this really Valley Master Chen?’ they wondered. ’His aura is several times more powerful and majestic than our own ancestor’s!’

Silence!

At his word, the tumultuous Wangxian Ridge suddenly fell silent.

’Is it over?’

Three Golden Core cultivators had been slain, and the remaining two were plotting their escape, with no will left to fight. A half-crippled Ye Yuanji was left to face four Golden Core cultivators and dozens of Foundation Establishment Cultivators. No matter how one looked at it, the situation seemed utterly hopeless.

Ye Yuanji clutched his severed arm, his expression grim. After a long silence, he suddenly roared with laughter.

”Valley Master Chen, did you truly believe the Ye Family’s only trump card was the Ancient Eight Gates Array?”

’What does he mean?’

Meng Qianxun and Xiao Chan were still processing his words.

But Chen Che’s gaze hardened. Without a moment’s hesitation, he flicked his sleeve.

The massive Sword Ring spinning behind him instantly unleashed a torrent of steel, hurtling toward Ye Yuanji. Given the power the Sword Group had displayed against the Ancient Eight Gates Array, even a full-strength Ye Yuanji would have been unable to stop it, let alone his current crippled self.

The swarm of over ten thousand swords, carrying with them a cataclysmic Sword Qi, rained down with unstoppable might. The very instant Chen Che made his move, Cheng Xiao and True Master Xuanmiao simultaneously fled, one heading north and the other south.

Clearly, when faced with a life-or-death choice, they had no intention of dying with the Ye Clan.

The members of the Ye Race paled. Was their entire race to be annihilated today?

”Wangxian Monarch!”

Ye Yuanji’s eyes narrowed, and he stomped his foot forcefully.

”Awaken! What are you waiting for?”

Wangxian Ridge suddenly trembled. Then, as if the earth itself were turning over, mountains crumbled and rivers were rerouted. A whole mountain ridge abruptly rose, lifting into the air with a cataclysmic roar that tore the very landscape apart.

”What is that?”

The fleeing Cheng Xiao had no time to react. He only saw a colossal shadow tear through the air, sweeping toward him at an incredible speed.

”Hah!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, the fleeing Golden Core cultivator slammed his palms together, unleashing a blast of True Essence that extended for a hundred zhang. But before the colossal shadow, his True Essence Shield was as fragile as an eggshell, shattering on impact.

CRACK—

And so did Cheng Xiao himself.

Before everyone’s horrified eyes, the fleeing Golden Core True Master didn’t even have time to scream before his entire body exploded against the massive shadow. His shattered remains were as insignificant as a swatted mosquito.

CLANG!

The shadow’s momentum didn’t falter as it swept through the air.

CRASH—

The oncoming Sword Group, like a forest in the path of a raging flood, was instantly swept aside.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Countless Flying Swords spun out of control, embedding themselves in the ground with a series of sharp thuds.

”What?”

Chen Che cried out, his eyes searching for the source of the shadow.

But when he finally saw it, his eyes narrowed to their absolute limit.

”That mountain... it’s actually...”

”The... the... mountain... it’s alive.”

”The mountain is alive!”

Everyone looked toward the source of the commotion. They stared, stunned for a moment, before erupting in horrified cries.

Meanwhile.

True Master Xuanmiao, who was also trying to escape, froze in place as if struck by a Body Fixing Technique, his body trembling like a leaf. He saw it then: the great stone serpent that lay coiled within Wangxian Ridge had awakened.

As it slowly rose, its massive stone shell—and the towering ancient trees growing upon it—slid from its back like an avalanche, crashing to the ground with an unending series of thuds.

’A moment ago, Cheng Xiao had tried to flee past the serpent’s tail. But I... I fled toward its head...’

’Worst of all, the serpent’s newly opened eyes were now staring right at him with a ghastly, emerald glow.’

Its dark-gold pupils were at first diamond-shaped and seemed filled with a hint of confusion. Then, as it focused on the being before it, the massive pupils gradually contracted, narrowing into a single, vertical, dark-gold slit!

’The Wangxian Monarch... it’s actually real...’

True Master Xuanmiao trembled uncontrollably.

The greatest legend of Wangxian Ridge was not the Ye Clan, but the existence of a Flood Dragon Python known as the Wangxian Monarch. This python, a descendant of an Ancient Fierce Beast, possessed a colossal body that far surpassed any Demon Beast of the Same Tier, and it had occupied this land since time immemorial.

It had terrorized the two states of Cang and Liang.

Devouring countless Golden Core cultivators...

Eventually, the renowned True Master Chixia, having achieved great success in his Cultivation, used his influence to gather several Golden Core cultivators and jointly suppress the beast here.

So much time had passed, and with no trace of the Flood Dragon Python ever seen in Wangxian Ridge again, everyone—even the Ye Clan who lived here—had dismissed it as mere legend. Who could have imagined it was real?

And what’s more, it had slumbered for so long that its body had become covered in rock, even sprouting towering pines, effectively turning it into a mountain.

’It’s actually alive?’

Even Chen Che was secretly astonished.

He, too, had seen it when he first infiltrated Wangxian Ridge. But he had merely thought it a snake-shaped mountain range, even marveling at the uncanny artistry of nature.

’Flee—’

Under the gaze of the Wangxian Monarch’s enormous eyes, True Master Xuanmiao trembled like a leaf. He didn’t know the Monarch’s Realm, but he knew that a single swipe of its tail had obliterated Cheng Xiao. It was clear he was no match for this Flood Dragon Python.

His eyes darted about, desperately searching for an escape route.

WHOOSH—

The very instant his eyes wavered, the Wangxian Monarch struck. Its colossal body lunged forward. Though True Master Xuanmiao dodged with desperate speed, the Monarch simply twisted its body and, before the horrified eyes of all present, swallowed him whole.

Its massive head then turned slowly, looking down upon them all. Its enormous eyes were utterly devoid of emotion, as if gazing upon a field of food.

At that moment.

The entire world fell silent, leaving only the sound of Ye Yuanji’s hysterical laughter.