Chapter 514: Wanted in the Spirit Realm, Net Worth Skyrockets

A massive demonic hand blotted out the sun, descending with a suffocating aura of death.

If this palm strike landed, the thousands of Cultivators within a hundred-mile radius, including Zhou Chen, would be instantly reduced to mincemeat.

"Demonic brat, stop right there!"

Old Man Ku Mu's eyes looked as if they were about to split.

Among these fleeing Cultivators, many were elite Inner Sect Disciples of the Xuantian Sect, even the hopes of its future.

How could he stand by and watch them be slaughtered?

"Ten Thousand Laws Return to One, Withered Wood Meets Spring!"

Old Man Ku Mu burned a drop of his Origin Essence Blood.

The withered wooden staff in his hand suddenly surged, transforming into a towering giant tree that forcibly propped up the descending demonic hand.

BOOM—!!!

The giant tree shattered, and the demonic hand dissipated.

A terrifying shockwave swept out, sending the thousands of people below flying.

Pfft!

Zhou Chen used the momentum of the shockwave to fly hundreds of miles, diving headfirst into a dense forest in the distance.

"Good Opportunity!"

The moment he landed, Zhou Chen ignored the dirt on his body and directly crushed the Great Displacement Talisman in his hand.

Buzz!

A spatial ripple flashed and vanished.

His figure vanished into thin air, and when he reappeared, he was already in a hidden cave tens of thousands of miles away.

"Whew… that was close."

Zhou Chen leaned against the stone wall, gasping for breath.

In that moment just now, he truly felt the threat of death.

If Old Man Ku Mu hadn't risked his life to block it, he would have lost a layer of skin even if he didn't die.

"Night Without Trace…"

A cold glint flashed in Zhou Chen's eyes.

This grudge was now officially settled.

Above Duanhun Valley, the battle had reached a fever pitch.

The nine Immortal Emperors were truly enraged, throwing out all sorts of trump card Divine Abilities as if they cost nothing.

Although Night Without Trace was powerful, he ultimately couldn't fight four hands with two. Furthermore, because he had been distracted by attacking those below, Old Man Ku Mu seized a flaw and landed a heavy blow on him.

"Pfft!"

Night Without Trace spat out a mouthful of black blood, his face turning somewhat pale.

He glanced at the increasing number of Righteous Path experts gathering around and knew that today's objective could no longer be achieved.

"Hmph! Today's debt will surely be settled in the future!"

Night Without Trace snorted coldly as his body suddenly exploded, transforming into a sky full of black crows that scattered in all directions.

"Where do you think you're going!"

The nine Immortal Emperors tried to block them, but each black crow contained a trace of Origin Devilish Qi. They were a mix of illusions and reality, making it impossible to distinguish which was the true body.

In the end, Night Without Trace managed to escape.

…

In the Far West, the Eternal Night Demon Palace.

Inside a massive palace built from piled white bones, the Devilish Qi was thick and eerie.

The figure of Night Without Trace coalesced before the throne.

His expression was currently gloomy, and a trace of blood still hung from the corner of his mouth.

"Young Lord."

An old man shrouded in black robes appeared silently and knelt on the ground.

"Did you find anything?"

Night Without Trace's voice was icy.

"Reporting to Young Lord, I have found him."

The old man's voice was raspy: "That person is named Lin Dong, claiming to be a Loose Cultivator. However, in the records of the Xuantian Sect, he is an Inner Sect Disciple who only recently emerged. This person's movements are secretive, and his personality is… extremely greedy. Someone once saw him reveal five complete Inscriptions on the Heaven-Reaching Immortal Path."

"Lin Dong…"

Killing intent surged in Night Without Trace's eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly turned around and looked at the towering Demon God statue.

"Pass down my command!"

"Starting today, the Eternal Night Demon Palace issues an Immortal Execution Order!"

"Anyone who can provide clues about Lin Dong will be rewarded with one hundred million supreme grade immortal crystals!"

"Anyone who can kill Lin Dong will be rewarded with ten Wuji Immortal Emperor Pills! Three Supreme Imperial Weapons! And the position of Grand Elder of the Demon Palace!"

"Anyone who can capture Lin Dong alive…"

Night Without Trace paused, a cruel light flashing in his eyes.

"Will be rewarded with… one Top-Grade Immortal Emperor-level Demonic Technique, and I shall personally perform an empowerment to help them Breakthrough to the Immortal Emperor Realm!"

Boom!

This command was like a hurricane, instantly sweeping across the entire Spirit Realm.

The Spirit Realm was shaken!

Countless Cultivators were in an uproar!

Wuji Immortal Emperor Pills?

Those were Divine Pills that could increase the chance of a Breakthrough to the Immortal Emperor Realm by twenty percent!

A single one was enough to cause a bloodbath, and now ten were being offered?

Supreme Imperial Weapons?

How many Sects dreamed of having just one as their protective treasure?

Not to mention a Heaven-Defying Opportunity like breaking through to the Immortal Emperor Realm; even if it was through empowerment, it was enough to make anyone willing to do anything.

For a moment, the entire Spirit Realm went mad.

Whether they were from the Demonic Path, Righteous Path, or were Loose Cultivators, everyone's gaze was focused on one name—Lin Dong.

In restaurants, tea houses, and every street and alley, everyone was discussing it.

"Have you heard? That guy named Lin Dong robbed the Young Lord of the Eternal Night Demon Palace in the Secret Realm!"

"He's too fierce! I heard he even robbed the undergarments of all the Holy Land Prodigies!"

"Fierce my ass! Now the whole world is looking for him; he's dead for sure!"

"Sigh, if I were to run into him…"

"What would you do? Kill him?"

"No, I'd hug his thigh and call him 'Dad'! For a ruthless person like that, even the scraps from between his fingers would be enough for me to live on for a lifetime!"

…

Xuantian Sect, Qingyun Peak.

Zhou Chen sat cross-legged in his Immortal Cave, looking at the transmission Jade Slip in his hand, his mouth twitching.

On the Jade Slip was that very bounty order.

The portrait on it was none other than his appearance when he was disguised as 'Lin Dong'.

It was drawn so lifelike that even ninety percent of that wretched smile was captured.

"Ten Wuji Immortal Emperor Pills… three Supreme Imperial Weapons…"

Zhou Chen touched his neck, feeling a chill.

"I almost want to sell myself."

This net worth was simply higher than that of an average Immortal Emperor.

"It seems the Lin Dong persona is completely ruined."

Zhou Chen sighed: "In the future, I'll have to use a lower-profile identity when I go out."

Just then.

The Formation outside the Immortal Cave suddenly rippled.

An aged voice reached his ears.

"Come out, I know you're back."

Zhou Chen was startled.

This voice… it was Grand Elder Old Man Ku Mu!

He took a deep breath, straightened his robes, deactivated the Formation, and walked out.

Outside the Immortal Cave, Old Man Ku Mu stood with his hands behind his back, quietly standing by the cliff's edge.

His back was somewhat hunched, making him look exceptionally aged.

"Grand Elder," Zhou Chen greeted respectfully.

Old Man Ku Mu turned around, his cloudy old eyes staring intently at Zhou Chen as if trying to see through him.

After a long time.

"Kid, you have quite some nerve, daring to come back."

Old Man Ku Mu spoke slowly, his tone unreadable.

"This Junior is a Disciple of the Xuantian Sect. If I don't return to the Sect, where else can I go?" Zhou Chen lowered his head, his expression calm.

"A Disciple of the Xuantian Sect?"

Old Man Ku Mu gave a cold laugh: "A Disciple who has been in the Sect for less than three years can slay a Thunder Beast? Can snatch Inscriptions? Can escape from the hands of an Immortal Emperor? Lin Dong… or rather, what should I call you?"

Zhou Chen felt a chill in his heart.

As expected, he couldn't hide it from this old fox.

He raised his head and looked directly into Old Man Ku Mu's eyes: "A name is just a label. What matters is that I harbor no ill will toward the Xuantian Sect."

"No ill will?"

A terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from Old Man Ku Mu, instantly enveloping Zhou Chen.

"Then tell me, where are those eight Inscriptions now?!"

Zhou Chen felt as if ten thousand mountains were pressing down on him; his bones emitted crisp cracking sounds.

Yet, he still kept his back straight, without the slightest retreat.

"If I say I don't know,"

Zhou Chen said indifferently, "would you believe me?"