Chapter 483: Eighth Layer of Immortal King Realm, A Single Step to Heaven

Zhou Chen shrugged with an indifferent look.

"Sure, I'll be waiting. But for now…"

Zhou Chen shook the jade box in his hand.

"This thing belongs to me. If you're not happy about it, feel free to come find me. Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, my father is the Sect Master. If you dare to come, I'll show you the meaning of cruelty."

These words pulled the aggro to the maximum.

Xue Yi's chest heaved with rage, but he wasn't a fool. From that brief exchange just now, he knew he was currently no match for this "Ling Xiao."

Moreover, this was the Xuantian Sect's territory after all. If he really drew the Sect Master here, the secret of the Demonic Technique he practiced wouldn't be able to stay hidden.

"Fine! Very well!"

Xue Yi nodded through gritted teeth, gave Zhou Chen a deep look, turned into a cloud of black smoke, and fled without looking back.

Watching the direction where Xue Yi disappeared, the arrogance on Zhou Chen's face vanished instantly, replaced by a playful smile.

"Now, that kid Ling Xiao will have to be a bit more careful when he goes out in the future."

He looked down at the jade box in his hand.

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for intercepting Xue Yi's Opportunity!]

[Triggered Ten Thousand Times Critical Return!]

[Obtained the complete xun inscription!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining 100 System energy points!]

The System's notification sound arrived as expected.

Zhou Chen felt a weight in his hand. The fragmented Inscription inside the jade box suddenly began to vibrate, followed by a vast power of Law descending out of thin air.

The fragmented Inscription, originally only the size of a palm, was instantly enveloped in a cyan light.

After the light dissipated, a complete Inscription, crystal clear and emitting an ancient aura of wind, floated quietly in Zhou Chen's palm.

As for the original fragmented Inscription, it seemed to receive some kind of summons and directly transformed into a streak of light, entering the space between Zhou Chen's eyebrows and heading straight for the Small World within his body, merging into one with the previous half of the xun inscription.

Zhou Chen felt the terrifying power contained within the Inscription, and his heart surged with excitement.

This represented the Origin power of the Dao of Wind, and he had three of them!

Without any hesitation, his figure flashed as he dove into a hidden cave nearby, casually setting up several defensive Formations, preparing to refine this Inscription immediately.

As for what would happen outside?

Who cared? Anyway, Ling Xiao was the one taking the blame now, not Zhou Chen.

Just as Zhou Chen sat down and was about to begin refining, a world-shaking explosion suddenly came from outside the Xuantian Sect's mountain gate in the distance.

The sound was so loud that even Zhou Chen, who was inside the Secret Realm, felt the ground beneath his feet tremble slightly.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Chen frowned and looked toward the cave entrance.

"This commotion… it seems a big show is about to begin."

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Inside the cave, the light was dim.

Zhou Chen sat cross-legged on a flat bluestone. The complete xun inscription floated in front of his forehead, emitting a soft yet sharp cyan light.

"Inhale!"

Zhou Chen took a deep breath, and the Innate Primordial Qi Origin Scripture within his body began to circulate frantically.

As the Cultivation Technique operated, the xun inscription seemed to turn into liquid cyan light, slowly flowing into his Sea of Consciousness through his forehead and finally merging into the Small World within his body.

"Rumble!"

Inside the Small World, the originally calm sky suddenly erupted with fierce winds.

But this wind did not harm anyone; instead, it carried a vibrant aura of life.

The World Tree located in the center of the Small World, like a cat smelling fish, waved its countless branches frantically, reaching directly into the Void Realm to greedily absorb the Origin power brought by the xun inscription.

Cyan patterns began to emerge on the originally pitch-black trunk. These patterns were ancient and profound, as if they were the trajectories of the wind when the world first began.

As the World Tree absorbed the power, an extremely pure feedback force surged into Zhou Chen's limbs and bones.

"Crack!"

It felt as if some shackles within Zhou Chen's body had been broken.

The cultivation Bottleneck originally stuck at the Fifth Layer Immortal King Realm was like wet paper before this power, instantly shattered.

Sixth Layer Immortal King Realm!

The aura was still skyrocketing, with no intention of stopping.

Zhou Chen felt as if his entire being was soaked in an ocean of wind, his body becoming lighter than ever before. Every pore was breathing, and every inch of muscle was cheering.

Seventh Layer Immortal King Realm!

That feeling of overflowing power almost made Zhou Chen moan aloud. But he firmly guarded his mind, guiding this violent power to circulate through his Meridians.

This xun inscription was not just an increase in power, but also an ultimate comprehension of the Dao of "Wind."

Countless images flashed through Zhou Chen's mind like a revolving lantern.

A gentle breeze stroking the face, a howling gale, a hurricane destroying a city, an astral wind tearing through space…

From the gentlest touch to the most tyrannical destruction.

Every form and every change of the wind was deeply imprinted into the depths of his Soul at this moment.

"Boom!"

A final muffled sound exploded within his body.

Eighth Layer of Immortal King Realm!

Zhou Chen snapped his eyes open, and two beams of cyan light shot out, directly piercing through the stone wall in front of him, leaving two bottomless small holes.

"Phew…"

He exhaled a long breath of turbid Qi, which actually turned into a whirlwind, kicking up a cloud of dust in the cave.

Zhou Chen stood up and looked down at his hands.

"Is this the Dao of Wind?"

With a thought.

"Swish!"

His figure, which was still by the bluestone, vanished instantly.

In the next moment, Zhou Chen appeared outside the cave entrance, a hundred feet away.

There was no ripple from tearing through space, nor any violent eruption of magic power; it was as if he had been there all along.

This was the extreme speed brought by the xun inscription—Transforming into a Clear Breeze, invisible and formless.

"So fast!"

Zhou Chen was startled himself. This kind of speed, let alone the Immortal King Realm, was probably comparable even for an ordinary Immortal Emperor Realm expert.

Moreover, this was just pure speed.

Zhou Chen raised his hand, and in his palm, a small cyan whirlwind was spinning rapidly. This whirlwind looked unremarkable, but he could feel that it contained a terrifying cutting force capable of tearing through space.

"With this method, even if I can't win in the future, no one will be able to stop me from escaping."

Zhou Chen satisfiedly withdrew his aura.

At that moment, the sensation of vibration returned, and it was even more intense than before.

Even the independent space of the Xuantian Secret Realm began to show signs of instability. The clouds in the sky were dyed a weird dark red, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood.

"It seems things are quite lively outside."

Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes and looked toward the sky.

He could feel that the source of the vibration was not within the Secret Realm, but in the Xuantian Sect outside.

"To create such a big commotion, it's definitely not an ordinary force."

Zhou Chen rubbed his chin, recalling the conversation he had overheard in the Forbidden Land earlier.

"Eternal Night Demon Palace… Earthly Fiend Demon General…"

It seems that guy named Demon General Mo Yubai has made his move.