Chapter 753

Whether the Demon God Realm or the Profound Immortal Continent, both worlds are teeming with powerful beings, and both are directly connected to Earth, requiring no cross-realm gate to enter or exit freely.

This situation makes these two worlds the greatest threats to Earth.

The Demon God Realm needs no explanation—it has long sought to invade Earth, but last time only the Demon King Tianyue acted against Earth, so the war was not yet brutal; it was swiftly defeated by Xuanyuezi, a master at the peak of the Three Flowers Realm.

But now Hu Fei says three Demon Kings have come together to invade Earth.

This crisis is immense.

Three Demon Kings, plus their subordinates—Great Demons and Heavenly Demons—could instantly crush Earth's top Evolved Beings, leaving no chance to resist, let alone the Profound Immortal Continent's plan to fully occupy Earth.

And these two threats are merely the visible ones.

The expansion of the Dark World, the growing number of cross-realm experts, the frequent natural disasters… Li Yi could even imagine that Earth by now has already become a battlefield for all these worlds.

"Has Earth become this chaotic already?" Zhao Fang froze for a moment, then asked: "Should we even go back? Maybe we should just stay in the Wildlands—we're fine here."

"I've had the same thought—what do you all think?" Hu Fei smiled bitterly.

Though the Wildlands are dangerous, at least they still have order, not chaos; as long as you have silver to stay inside a Great City, your life and wealth are safe, and this world is rich in spiritual energy, ideal for cultivation.

Live here ten or twenty years, grow strong, and you might return home in glory.

But for Hu Fei to come to the Wildlands, he needed companions—otherwise, fighting alone, he'd achieve nothing, and if captured again as a slave, no one would come to rescue him.

That's why he stayed here, hoping for luck, waiting to meet Li Yi and the others.

Li Yi said: "I still have many relatives and friends in Tianchang City—I can't abandon them. I plan to return and see for myself. With my current strength, even if I face danger, I can handle it. If you want to stay in the Wildlands, that's fine—turn back now to Chijin Mountain; it's still relatively safe, and I left several experts there to guard it."

At these words, everyone fell into thought again.

But judging from the current situation, Jiang Mingtian leaned toward returning to Earth—he had ties there and was eager to go back.

Zhao Fang and Hu Fei had fewer ties and didn't want to return to chaotic Earth; they preferred to settle permanently in the Wildlands.

After further discussion,

Hu Fei and Zhao Fang decided to return to Earth briefly to handle personal matters, then immediately come back to the Wildlands and settle permanently in Chijin Mountain, never staying on Earth again.

"You can go to Chijin Mountain anytime. Since our goals differ, let's go our separate ways now." Li Yi felt some anxiety and didn't want to waste time—he decided to act alone.

Jiang Mingtian also said: "I need to go home and check on things. Let's meet again at Chijin Mountain if we get the chance."

"Alright."

After a brief meeting, the group quickly parted ways.

Li Yi vanished first—his Cloud Riding Technique was astonishingly fast; with his current magic power, he could traverse a thousand li in moments. Jiang Mingtian was no slower—he rode the Mountain Lord-class beast Qiongqi, and when it spread its wings, its speed far surpassed that of a Thunder Fighter jet.

Soon,

both men left the Wildlands and returned to Earth.

At that moment, both Li Yi and Jiang Mingtian froze.

For they saw that Tianning City, not far from the cross-node, had been utterly reduced to ruins—as if struck by an immense force and leveled in a single day.

That was a thriving metropolis, home to a massive population.

Even during the Heaven's Collapse Event, Tianning City had maintained order.

But now,

such a great city had simply vanished.

One could only hope the city's residents had been evacuated before its destruction.

Though he thought so,

Li Yi did not stop—he used Cloud Riding to race toward Tianchang City, while Jiang Mingtian rode Qiongqi back toward Tianhe District; both hearts were uneasy, fearing they'd arrive to find their cities already in ruins.

"Before I went to the Wildlands, Liu Guzi and Qian Daoren were left behind in Tianchang City. Besides them, the Bald Daoist, Wu Lao Dao, and Feiyunzi—three cultivation masters—would surely come to aid in a crisis. Five cultivation masters should be enough to hold a city, right?"

Li Yi thought to himself.

But he had little confidence.

Because the strongest of the five were no more than Two Flowers Realm—barely able to fight a few Great Demons.

But Tianchang City is close to the Demon God Realm; if three Demon Kings unite to invade Earth, Tianchang City will be the first to suffer. Five cultivation masters couldn't even save themselves against such a disaster, let alone defend a city.

As he rode the clouds,

Li Yi observed Earth's changes.

He noticed signs of invasion—like a once-famous tourist site now crowned with palaces and protected by a Great Mountain Array, with cultivation experts flying on swords patrolling, alert for enemies.

Clearly, this was a base of the Profound Immortal Continent.

Though the territory seemed small, the Profound Immortal Continent's people built teleportation arrays—once battle began, who knew how many experts might suddenly appear?

Li Yi's gaze flickered—he wouldn't tolerate these Profound Immortal Continent people. His cloud slowed, then his sixty major acupoints surged with magic power; he chanted a spell and spat out:

"Wind Summoning!"

Instantly, the heavens roared with furious winds, darkening the sky; due to the overwhelming magic power, the gales lifted mountains and overturned the earth, unleashing terrifying force toward the outpost.

"What?"

The patrolling cultivation experts saw this and their eyes widened in horror.

This level of attack surpassed even Tribulation Crossing experts—it must be a Mahayana-level master.

Fortunately, the array had already activated; upon sensing this attack, it erupted in blinding light.

Nearby mountains were ripped from the ground, yet this peak remained intact within the storm, though trembling as if about to collapse.

The patrolling experts were blown apart instantly—their bodies shattered, their Primordial Spirits extinguished, no chance to flee.

"Attacking my sect's outpost? You seek death!" A roar echoed from within the array.

A middle-aged man with a long beard appeared, holding the Soul-Annihilating Bell, standing on the Tianyuan Shield, hair standing on end, radiating terrifying energy—his power nearly matched Li Yi's.

"It's Elder Yuanguang of the Mahayana Realm—we're saved!"

The other cultivation experts inside the array sighed in relief—they never expected such chaos on Earth would have someone bold enough to attack their sect's outpost. How dare he?

Didn't they know every cultivation sect stationed on Earth had Mahayana-level masters guarding them?

Without real strength, who would dare expand into Earth?

"A Mahayana-level master?" Li Yi's gaze flickered. He had compared before—Mahayana-level Profound Immortal Continent cultivators were roughly equivalent to One or Two Flowers Realm in the Three Flowers Realm.

But this Mahayana clearly had strong power, wielding two top-tier magic treasures—his combat strength was formidable.

But—

Li Yi simply drew the Crimson Gold Shattered Star Spear from his Chijin Five Element Bracelet. As magic power flooded into it, the spear instantly glowed with dazzling divine light.

"Mahayana-level? Not enough. Die."

He roared, his acupoints surging with magic power; the Crimson Gold Shattered Star Spear blazed with ten thousand rays of light, then launched forward, carrying the power of eight dragons and eight tigers.

At Li Yi's hand, this top-tier divine weapon fully revealed its terrifying power.

Where its blade passed, heaven and earth were torn open.

The enemy's proud Great Mountain Array was as fragile as paper—instantly split apart. The divine light pierced through the entire mountain; cultivation experts caught in its glow screamed and vanished instantly.

"Damn!" Elder Yuanguang's eyes widened in shock—he felt every hair on his body stand on end.

What kind of monster had he encountered?

But there was no time to think—he hurled his top-tier magic treasure, the Soul-Annihilating Bell, to intercept the attack, raised the Tianyuan Shield before him, and poured out all his magic power.

But the next moment, a shocking sight occurred.

The Soul-Annihilating Bell, upon touching the spear, exploded instantly into countless fragments, then the spear was already before him.

The Tianyuan Shield shattered again—unable to block the attack for even a moment.

"What nonsense!" Elder Yuanguang's eyes bulged with terror.

The Crimson Gold Shattered Star Spear pierced through his protective spells, impaled his body, shattered the sect's outpost behind him, and pinned him firmly to the distant earth.

"Gah!" Blood gushed; his Mahayana body cracked everywhere, his Primordial Spirit severely wounded, dissolving at an alarming rate.

One strike.

This Mahayana-level cultivator's life was nearly over.

"What kind of weapon is this… so terrifying…" Elder Yuanguang stared at the spear pinning him to the earth, trembling, knowing he was about to die.

He looked up at the sky.

On a cloud of auspicious light stood a young man, clad in Crimson Gold Purple Feather Armor, wreathed in five-colored aura, lightning crackling around him, fists clenched as if dragon roars and tiger roars echoed—his aura was terrifying, not of this world, like a god descending.

That spear was his divine weapon.

"We have no grudge—why attack me?" Elder Yuanguang gritted his teeth, forcing out a final question.

Li Yi said nothing, only stared coldly.

Elder Yuanguang pleaded: "I am a dying man—can you spare a fragment of my Primordial Spirit to reincarnate?"

Li Yi sneered: "You Profound Immortal Continent cultivators finally lost patience and reached for Earth? You truly think Earth has no masters? Reincarnation? Dream on."

He waved his hand—silver lightning fell from the void, striking the mortally wounded Mahayana cultivator again and again.

"Earth's Evolved Beings…" At that moment, Elder Yuanguang understood.

The hatred between the two realms was irreconcilable—mutual attacks were common, nothing strange.

Hatred between the two realms is irreconcilable; it is common for them to clash at the slightest provocation, nothing unusual.

When had Earth gained a master of this level?

But Li Yi gave no answer; the silver lightning consumed him entirely, shattering his corpse into pieces, leaving not a trace, his Primordial Spirit utterly obliterated.

Li Yi didn't even care which sect this man belonged to—he saw him as merely another enemy dispatched.

After finishing, he pulled out the Crimson Gold Shattered Star Spear and turned, riding the clouds away.

After completing this task, he pulled up the Crimson Gold Shattered Star Spear, then turned and rode the clouds away.