Chapter 729

Zhang Taixuan: "Not understanding this doesn't matter—after all, even in legend, the Art of Heavenly Fate isn't something just anyone can master."

Zhang Taixuan: "Now, I have good news to tell you: the Immortal Martial Path has an eighth realm."

Su Xiao: "Eighth realm?! So fast? I've barely reached mine, and you've already created the eighth!"

Xiao Mai: "What realm does the eighth correspond to?"

Xiong Ba: "Curious +1"

Ying Zheng: "Curious +2"

Zhang Sanfeng: "The Opening Heaven Realm equals Jin Xian—so is this eighth realm the Great Luo?"

Hu Yifei: "Great Luo? That's unlikely. The Great Luo Realm—even in myth—is reserved for named, illustrious figures."

Zhang Taixuan: "Though incredible, this realm truly does equal Great Luo."

Sun Wukong: "What's this realm called?"

Zhang "687" Taixuan: "The Divine Demon Realm—forging a Divine Demon body, eternal and indestructible, entering Chaos, equivalent to a Chaos Demon God."

Su Xiao: "I thought Chaos Demon Gods were beings beyond Hunyuan Great Luo?"

Ye Hei: "Yeah, that's right—your Chaos Demon God seems a bit weak."

Zhang Taixuan: "I mean their essence is comparable to a Chaos Demon God. And their power is built upon eons of cultivation—they only emerge after countless aeons, so naturally they wouldn't be strong at first."

Su Xiao: "Wow, so after cultivation, I won't turn into some muscle-bound monster, right?"

Xiao Mai: "【Shivering】 Xiao Mai doesn't want to be like that."

Zhang Taixuan: "【Speechless】 Which Chaos Demon God looks like a muscle-bound beast? At that realm, transformation is entirely under your will—you can become a muscle-bound woman if you wish, or stay as you are if you don't."

Su Xiao: "Good."

Xiao Mai: "By the way, how much does the technique for this realm cost?"

Zhang Taixuan: "Ten billion. Even with a thirty percent discount, you'll still need three billion—start saving your points."

Su Xiao: "Three billion? That's terrifying—how long will it take to save that? Even if the whole world worked for me, I'd still need a hundred years."

Xiao Mai: "Is this even human speech?! You might save it in a hundred years, but Xiao Mai will need many, many more!"

Hu Yifei: "I'll recommend a shortcut—you know the one."

Xiao Mai: "【I don't know!】"

Su Xiao: "Haha, Xiao Mai's scared again."

Ying Zheng: "Three billion will indeed take a long time. But I can now enter the cosmos—after I finish tomorrow's duties, I'll go mining in the cosmos. Hopefully, I'll find some good ores."

Ye Hei: "No problem. Once I ascend to the Immortal Realm, everything will be fine."

Zhang Sanfeng: "I too must enter the cosmos to mine. My disciples can't just idle—they'll be trained and sent into the cosmos as well."

Sun Wukong: "Then I can't stay here on Mount Wuzhi anymore. Stuck here, where do I find points? If I can, I want to break through to the Great Luo Realm. Legends say Great Luo masters can stir time and space, wielding boundless divine power. Old Sun has long yearned for it."

Chitanda Eru: "So, Great Sage, are you preparing to trigger the Divine Killing Calamity?"

Sun Wukong: "Correct."

Sun Wukong: "Honestly, I have no choice. If I don't trigger the Divine Killing Calamity, the world might collapse—I can't just die with it."

Li Shimin: "Dying with the world? That sounds quite prestigious."

Zhu Yuanzhang: "Haha, then do you want it? Li Er—if you want that prestigious death, die now. When I become immortal, I'll bury you with an immortal dragon. How's that?"

Li Shimin: "Not appealing at all—who wants to die when they can live forever? But after triggering the Divine Killing Calamity, can you protect yourself, Sun Wukong?"

Sun Wukong: "... Aren't I already one of the top experts in this world?"

Su Xiao: "So what? In the legends of the Divine Enfeoffment, even the Semi-Saints perished—you're still far from that level!"

Sun Wukong: "I'll be careful—it shouldn't be too dangerous. @Zhang Taixuan, Dao Jun my lord, will I be in danger?"

Zhang Taixuan: "No real danger. You're the one who triggered the cosmic shift—you'll at least survive until the calamity's end. If you seize your fortune and ride the tide, you might even reach Jin Xian during this calamity."

Sun Wukong: "At least? So I still might perish. I'd better be careful—I can't afford to fail."

Journey to the West: Demonic Suppression World.

Mount Wuzhi.

Sun Wukong wore tattered rags, his gaze dull.

Suddenly, he snapped back to awareness, gazing at the familiar cave, and sighed deeply.

"Divine Killing Calamity?"

"Hmph, Old Sun isn't afraid!"

He bared his teeth, then claimed the red packet.

The next moment, he sensed something inexplicable appear in the air—and vanish.

His cultivation was too low to perceive the presence of calamity-evil qi.

In the unseen realm, the moment the calamity-evil qi appeared, it was like a drop of water falling into scalding oil—making the world's calamity qi boil.

What had been mere wisps of calamity qi now turned pitch black, coalescing into storm clouds of calamity-evil above the heavens.

Even ordinary mortals, unable to see the qi, suddenly felt the heavens grow darker, the temperature plummeting sharply.

"The heavens and earth have changed!"

Though Sun Wukong could not see the calamity qi, he suddenly felt a chilling killing intent descend—making him shiver, then grin, revealing his stark white teeth.

"Good, good. Change is good. Dao Jun said if I ride this tide, I might become Jin Xian—I must seize this chance."

Meanwhile.

In the Heavenly Court and Lingshan, countless immortals and gods felt their immortal bodies grow cold, a mysterious dread descending upon them—instinctively sensing the Divine Killing Calamity was near.

They pinched their fingers to calculate, but gained nothing—only a sense of boundless chaos in heaven and earth.

"Heavenly fate is chaotic, uncalculable. This is... the Divine Killing Calamity!"

In the Lingxiao Palace, the ever-calm Jade Emperor's face turned grim.

At Lingshan, the Buddha upon the lotus throne also grew cold and grim.

The Divine Killing Calamity—ordinary immortals and gods do not understand it; how could these ancient great cultivators not know?

Last time the Divine Killing Calamity came, countless primordial deities perished; they climbed to their peaks stepping on the bones of gods.

Such a scene—let alone experiencing it, even seeing it once fills one with utter terror.

Now, the Divine Killing Calamity has descended once more, and the Buddha's heart had already begun to tremble.

"I wonder who will ascend to the clouds this time, and who will fall like dust and smoke?"

The mortal realm.

Cultivators from many great sects suddenly felt the weather turn cold, chilling to the bone.

"That's odd. With our cultivation realm, we should be immune to heat and cold—why do we feel this chill? Could some great event be about to unfold in heaven and earth?!"