Chapter 132: Great Battle! The Astonishing Red Abyss Demon Lord! Taiyi Sect, You

As that hateful, poisonous voice rang out, Prince Yi, driving the golden war chariot, saw at the far end of the temple's main hall a man slowly materializing, clad in a sea‑blue robe, with a strong, muscular build.

The man's expression was cold, and the murderous glare in his eyes toward the golden war chariot seemed as if he bore a father‑killing grudge and a wife‑snatching hatred against Chen Zheng, who sat inside the chariot.

The man was none other than the senior brother of the true lineage from Wan Gui Immortal Island, Wan Lianshan!

Some time ago, Wan Lianshan was forced to kneel and have his face stepped on by Chen Zheng within the Linglong Blessing Land, a scandal that spread wildly through the cultivation world, tarnishing his reputation and prompting many to sneer in secret.

But spite of the mockery, everyone knew it was because the Heaven‑Stepping Ladder had suppressed Wan Lianshan.

He was not truly defeated by Chen Zheng.

The gap in strength between them was as vast as heaven and earth.

If the fight were fair, Chen Zheng would be crushed to death by a single move against Wan Lianshan.

Prince Yi thought the same.

The moment he saw Wan Lianshan, his scalp went numb with terror, and without a word he reversed the golden war chariot to flee the temple hall.

But Wan Lianshan had already moved, striding from the far end of the hall, his aura vast and world‑shaking, like countless massive waves sweeping the heavens and earth, rattling mountains and seas.

Prince Yi was instantly cowed by the aura, collapsing into a puddle of mush, his spirit trembling on the brink of collapse, and he no longer had any strength to move the golden war chariot even an inch.

Wan Lianshan was terrifying, like a demon and a god, utterly driving people to despair!

"Don't panic."

Chen Zheng's calm voice sounded from behind, dispelling Prince Yi's fear.

At the same time, a steady, strong hand pressed on Prince Yi's shoulder, lifted him up, and folded the golden war chariot into Chaos Space, confronting Wan Lianshan directly.

"Chen Zheng, this time no one can shield you; go to your death!"

Wan Lianshan's fierce gaze locked onto Chen Zheng, his eyes containing nothing else; he raised his right arm, gathering immeasurable one‑yuan weight of water in his fist, blue divine light surging, accompanied by a booming roar like crashing waves against a dam, blasting outward.

"You are far from making me die."

Chen Zheng's face remained unruffled, and he did not meet Wan Lianshan's punch head‑on; his body staggered like a drunk old man, swaying left and right, and in an instant evaded the fierce attack.

Then, after a few steps, he sidestepped the blocking Wan Lianshan and headed toward the Five‑Colored Portal deep within the hall.

This man's magical power was immensely strong, and he bore a Dao artifact; even if Chen Zheng possessed the Heaven‑Death Divine Shark Boat, he was unlikely to be a match.

He has no need to waste time fighting him directly now; once he enters the Land of the Five Elements and ascends to the Shentong Sixth Level, Unification Realm, he can slay him without delay.

Swish swish swish!

Chen Zheng activated the True Demon Calamity Wave Illusion Divine Path, appearing slow yet swift, and arrived before the Five‑Colored Portal at the hall's end, feeling extremely close yet as distant as the horizon.

He knew that in front of the portal lay countless invisible folded spaces, requiring traversal of many layers before truly reaching the doorway and entering the Land of the Five Elements.

Such spaces are countless throughout the Xuanhuang Great World, mostly subsidiary realms automatically spawned by the main world, with a few formed by battles between peerless masters.

These spaces vary in size; some may be empty, some parallel universes teeming with bizarre lifeforms, others pure passages or treacherous terrains…

In short, even a Third‑Level Immortal who has grasped the mysteries of space cannot fathom how many subsidiary spaces exist in the entire Xuanhuang Great World.

The folded space in front of Chen Zheng's Five‑Colored Portal is a pure passage, also called a spacetime wormhole.

Entering it will leave the Xuanhuang Great World and travel to the void many light‑years away.

He did not hesitate, stepped forward, and led Prince Yi into the folded space, vanishing from sight.

"Chen Zheng's evasion technique has progressed so far? It seems he used this method to dodge Elder Wan Qingshan's pursuit, even luring Elder Wan Qingshan into a killing field, scheming with despicable means to have the Feather Ascension Sect elders surround him, causing Elder Wan Qingshan's death and disappearance!"

Wan Lianshan's punch missed, leaving him both shocked and wary; his expression flickered, and with a movement he too traversed the layered folded spaces, charging into the Five‑Colored Portal.

Chen Zheng's growth was rapid; since leaving Linglong Blessing Land, only a short time had passed, and he rose from Shentong Third Level to Shentong Fifth Level.

Now he displays such terrifying footwork that even he feels impossible to catch.

If Chen Zheng continues to grow unchecked, even he may become uncontrollable, leaving endless calamities.

In any case, Chen Zheng the scourge must be eradicated while still in its bud!

On the other side.

When Chen Zheng entered the Five‑Colored Portal, darkness enveloped his sight, followed by a dizzying spin before his feet steadied.

He had no time to survey his surroundings before he ran into more than twenty people.

These people, like Wan Lianshan, were also from Wan Gui Immortal Island, most of them at Shentong Fifth Level.

Among them was a Seventh‑Level Shentong practitioner, a young man who was one of the three Ancient Giants originally kicked down from the Heaven‑Stepping Ladder by Chen Zheng in Linglong Blessing Land, named Wan Kun.

Wan Qin and Wan Renfeng were both slain by Chen Zheng in Wan Gui Sea City, and only Wan Kun escaped death.

Now he happened to encounter Chen Zheng, and it's unclear whether his luck is good or bad.

"It's Chen Zheng? Didn't Senior Brother cut him down at the temple at the entrance to the Land of the Five Elements? How could he be here?"

"Did Senior Brother fail? With his cultivation, killing a mere Chen Zheng should be as easy as slaying a chicken—how could he fail?"

Wan Kun and the others also saw Chen Zheng, their expressions full of shocked doubt, unable to grasp the situation.

They had previously followed Wan Lianshan's orders, entering the Land of the Five Elements ahead of time to await his slaying of Chen Zheng before regrouping.

Now Wan Lianshan hadn't arrived, yet Chen Zheng was already in the Land of the Five Elements, leaving them baffled.

A sudden ominous foreboding rose in their hearts.

"Since we can't figure it out, let's not waste time; we'll ponder it slowly in the next life."

A cold glint flashed in Chen Zheng's eyes as the True Demon Calamity Wave Illusion Divine Path reactivated, emitting a black demonic wind that seemed like an apocalyptic disaster sweeping the world, blowing toward Wan Kun and the others, causing the very qi of wherever it touched to collapse wildly.

Taking advantage of Wan Lianshan not yet arriving, he'll first collect some interest.

"Not good!"

"What Shentong is this? How terrifying—could it be the Great Calamity Technique of the Taiyi Sect?"

"Ah…"

Wan Kun and the others felt a chill down their spines, hurriedly fleeing Chen Zheng to avoid the blowing demonic wind, which was terrifying.

But what cultivation does Chen Zheng possess?

He is almost invincible beneath Shentong Tenth Level.

Where can these people hide?

In an instant, the crowd were struck one after another by demonic wind, their bodies eroding inch by inch, turning into calamity ash.

Even Wan Kun was no exception; in despair his body collapsed and died, leaving only a primordial Golden Core and a storage treasure that fell into Chen Zheng's hands.

More than twenty cultivators on Wan Gui Immortal Island were all killed.

Swish!

After doing all this, Chen Zheng did not linger at all; he employed his footwork, lifted Prince Yi and rushed toward the distant side.

It was only now that he had time to observe the surrounding environment.

This place is a world akin to a "Heavenly Demon Battlefield"; the ground is desolate and so vast that the horizon cannot be seen.

The sky above is speckled with starlight, appearing close yet actually far.

Not far away stands a solitary peak, its face as if carved by a knife—smooth and flat, with characters larger than a person etched from top to bottom.

"Land of the Five Elements! Suppress the Ancient Demon! Danger! Danger! Danger! Danger! Danger! Danger! Danger!"

Each character has bright red blood flowing over it, as if foretelling ill omen.

Especially the seven consecutive "Danger" characters below, each bloodier than the last, like a blood‑written warning, issuing a grave alert that compels later arrivals to depart quickly lest they meet disaster.

"You have slain so many true‑disciple students and Elders on Wan Gui Immortal Island! Chen Zheng, I, Wan Lianshan, swear that wherever you flee, you will die!"

Just as Chen Zheng flew past the solitary peak bearing the bloody characters, a thunderous roar from Wan Lianshan echoed from behind, sounding like a nine‑heaven gale sweeping the sky, stirring mountains and rivers for ten thousand li.

"Look, that's Wan Lianshan; he's enraged and intends to slay the ancient prodigy Chen Zheng of the Feather Ascension Sect!"

"It is said these two have harbored grudges for long, and they didn't expect to clash here. But this is not the Heaven‑Stepping Ladder of the exquisite blessed land; Chen Zheng will surely suffer a heavy loss."

A great number of cultivators who had arrived at the Land of the Five Elements via map, exploring nearby or absorbing the five‑element Qi, were all horrified and turned to look toward the source of the sound.

From behind, Wan Lianshan's hair flared wildly, soaring through the air, his body radiating blue divine light, his eyes a deep oceanic blue like a sea spirit. Ahead, Chen Zheng, holding a person, employed an unknown footwork; he appeared to walk at a leisurely pace, yet in reality moved extremely fast.

"Transform!"

Wan Lianshan roared, his body stretching segment by segment, and in an instant became a colossal giant that pierced heaven and earth, arms like pillars, eyes like twin blue moons, exuding an all‑covering murderous aura that made countless cultivators' souls tremble wildly.

Boom—

His massive hand, like a Five Finger Mountain, slammed down suddenly, as if an ancient god were opening the heavens, cleaving layers of void, piercing countless massive cloud layers, and delivering a violent strike toward Chen Zheng's direction.

"Sss… Wan Lianshan has actually unleashed the Xuantian Nine Transformations!" Many people gasped sharply.

The Xuantian Nine Transformations are the sect‑defining supreme art of Wan Gui Immortal Island, inherited from antiquity; once activated, the flesh gains boundless strength, can tear heaven and split earth, and can change a thousand ways, freely disassembling and recombining, nearly equivalent to half an immortal body—extremely terrifying.

This time Chen Zheng faces a grim prospect.

Such a fierce onslaught, aside from the ancient giants, leaves almost no Shentong cultivator able to evade, only to stand their ground.

But with Chen Zheng's cultivation, even if he defies heaven and is hailed as the reincarnation of the Demon Realm Supreme, he still cannot withstand it.

Chen Zheng is certain to die at Wan Lianshan's hands!

Everyone thought so.

Yet in the next instant, something that left everyone gaping occurred.

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Chen Zheng stepped into a mysterious gait, seemingly without any form, yet like a butterfly among flowers; in a few flickers he easily evaded Wan Lianshan's massive hand strike, causing it to miss entirely.

Swish swish swish!

Before Wan Lianshan could act again, Chen Zheng flickered a few more times and vanished into the horizon, leaving the spectators unable to trace any sign of him.

"This… I didn't see wrong, did I? Chen Zheng actually dodged Wan Lianshan's strike? But he seems only at Shentong Wu Chong, how can he have such terrifying speed?"

"I hadn't even blinked, and Chen Zheng was gone—truly inhuman. Has he ascended beyond heaven, completely flying out of the cosmic wasteland?"

"How could there be any Shentong faster than the Correct Path's number one Taiyi Flying Illusion Great Method, or the Demonic Path's number one White Emperor Golden Slash?"

All the watching cultivators were stunned.

Some frantically rubbed their eyes, some gaped, yet not a single person dared to believe what they had seen.

Can a Shentong Tenfold cultivator not keep up with a Shentong Wu Chong?

This is absurd!

It's even more ridiculous than a beggar with no martial skill suddenly storming the imperial palace and slashing a knife to kill the emperor guarded by countless troops.

Who would dare believe such a thing?

Even Wan Lianshan, who had previously slipped once, showed an incredulous look, growing more wary of Chen Zheng, his murderous intent surging, and he chased toward the direction of his disappearance.

He refused to believe it; he, a proud Shentong Tenfold, fourth on the Immortal Candidate List, would kill without dying Chen Zheng!

"Huh? Such a fast young man! What kind of evasion technique is this, such intense demonic nature, and a faint 'calamity' aura? Yet why have I never heard of it—perhaps a supreme demonic cultivation created by a heavenly monarch?"

The Land of the Five Elements is actually a colossal star spanning countless billions of li.

At the very center inside the star stood an elderly man with extremely long beard and eyebrows, clad in a Dao robe, his gaze piercing endless barriers, landing upon the traversing Chen Zheng.

Legend says that in a far‑removed era, an ancient Buddha used five fingers in the Land of the Five Elements to suppress a supreme demon and its 840 million subordinates.

He also forged a six‑character true‑word talisman from six ancient characters that drifted from the Gate of Immortality, placing it in the Land of the Five Elements to seal the demon, intending to erase it.

With time, the Buddha's five fingers became the so‑called Five‑Element Spirit Roots.

The elderly man looking at Chen Zheng from within the star is the reincarnation of that demon suppressed by the Buddha, named Chi Yuan Demon Sovereign.

In his previous life he was terrifying, a magnificent being of the Demon Realm, almost omnipotent.

Yet this once nearly all‑powerful entity is now shocked by the True Demon Calamity Wave Illusion Divine Path that Chen Zheng wielded.

He has been sealed here for nearly two hundred thousand years; countless cultivators have ventured into the Land of the Five Elements, including ancient giants, yet this is the first time anyone has astonished him.

Unavoidably, he grew a degree of curiosity toward Chen Zheng, his deep gaze lingering on him, never moving away.

Above the surface, after shaking off Wan Lianshan, Chen Zheng arrived at a desolate place; it was hot, resembling a Flaming Mountain.

Prince Yi followed behind him like a retainer, his demeanor more reverent than before, as if treating Chen Zheng as a father‑like "Mysterious Emperor".

He no longer cares about the Great Mysterious Imperial Throne, only wishing to stay by Chen Zheng's side as a follower, even if it means doing menial tasks for the Feather Ascension Sect.

As long as I can be Chen Zheng's lackey, that's far more promising than being some damn great Xuan prince.

"Such a massive amount of Five Elements Qi, and the demonic beasts formed from it—it's literally a paradise for practicing the Great Five Elements Technique. I believe it won't be long before I achieve Five Elements perfection and condense my destiny talisman."

Chen Zheng walked across a wasteland, simultaneously absorbing Five Elements Qi and casually slapping dead the fire‑type demonic beasts that swooped to attack, absorbing the Qi they transformed into.

The demonic beasts of this Five Elements realm are all the result of Five Elements Qi evolving over eons—golden bees, water buffaloes, fire horses, earth dogs, and countless other varieties.

"Gagaga…"

Suddenly a rolling red cloud, spanning hundreds of li in diameter, swooped in from the sky, emitting a deafening, otherworldly howl.

"Young master, what is that?"

As the red cloud approached, Prince Yi startled, feeling the temperature around him surge rapidly, the air beginning to warp, the ground melting and collapsing like a candle—just as several Ancient Giants had joined to wield fire divine arts, scorching mountains and boiling seas.

"Those are fire crows that are born only near the sun's surface; three thousand of them equal a Golden Core cultivator, and this flock has at least thirty thousand."

A look of delight flashed in Chen Zheng's eyes; with a flick of his finger he unleashed the Red Emperor Fire Sovereign Qi from the Great Five Elements Technique, forming a towering fire‑emperor illusion crowned and wielding a scepter, radiating boundless imperial might that stunned the incoming swarm of fire crows into immobility.

Hoo!

The fire emperor opened its mouth and inhaled the massive flock of fire crows, killing them and converting them into pure Li‑fire essence that merged into his body.

At once the fire‑emperor illusion solidified another three points, and its imperial aura grew even stronger.

This alone equals what an ordinary Golden Core cultivator would achieve after painstakingly gathering flame essence for five hundred years.

"Almost there—if I swallow a few more batches of fire crows, the Red Emperor Fire Sovereign Qi will reach perfection in the Divine Art realm; a single Vermilion Bird would be even better. Huh, one actually came?"

Just after Chen Zheng had devoured the fire‑crow flock and was feeling the shift in his fire‑emperor vigor, he suddenly spotted, five thousand li away, a mountain‑sized colossal beast howling, its whole body covered in red fur, exuding overwhelming killing aura.

It was unmistakably a divine beast—a Vermilion Bird!

Boom!

The Vermilion Bird's lantern‑like crimson eyes locked onto Chen Zheng, as if enraged that he had slain its subordinates; with a sudden wingbeat it summoned a storm, turning into a crimson tornado that tore the heavens, blazing with fire, sweeping forward to engulf Chen Zheng and Prince Yi.

"Well timed."

Chen Zheng smiled faintly, not even glancing at the raging tornado; he extended a massive hand, a 'big' character appearing on his palm, causing his arm to swell and stretch, becoming a sky‑covering giant hand spanning five hundred li in diameter, instantly reaching above the Vermilion Bird and snatching it down.

Screech!

Sensing danger, the Vermilion Bird let out a fierce, long howl; from its crimson eyes shot two dazzling flames that formed a sky‑piercing fire pillar a hundred li in diameter, soaring upward and striking the giant hand horizontally.

Unfortunately, the fire pillar struck Chen Zheng's massive hand without causing any damage; instead it was extinguished.

A look of horror flashed in the Vermilion Bird's crimson eyes; it spread its wings to flee, but Chen Zheng's descending giant hand clamped its massive body, crushing it into a burst of raging flame essence that seeped through its pores into his body, merging with the Red Emperor Fire Sovereign Qi.

Chen Zheng suddenly felt, deep in his heart, a torrent of magma‑like hot blood erupting, forming a fire cloud hundreds of li across that hovered above his head, constantly rubbing against itself, eventually spawning rolling divine thunder that cracked with a booming roar, shaking heaven and earth.

This is the Bing Fire Divine Thunder.

Each divine art within the Great Five Elements Technique, when fully cultivated in the Shen Tong Mi Jing, undergoes a metamorphosis, evolving into a terrifyingly powerful divine thunder.

The Yi Wood Divine Thunder, Wu Earth Divine Thunder, Kui Water Divine Thunder, Geng Metal Divine Thunder, together with the Bing Fire Divine Thunder, can form the Five Emperors Splendid Canopy Treasure Umbrella, impervious to ten thousand evils and unbreakable by all laws.

In the ancient years when the Yellow Spring Great Emperor ascended to the immortal realm, he employed the Five Emperors Splendid Canopy to resist the immortal realm's 129,600 great tribulations!

"The Red Emperor Fire Sovereign Qi is already perfected; it's time to cultivate the other four divine arts."

Chen Zheng led Prince Yi away from this fiery mountain region, and after a few steps they arrived more than a hundred thousand li away.

This place was completely different from the earlier wasteland; the air was filled with rising steam, the ground damp, and a massive river stretched ahead—clearly the domain of water.

He immediately saw numerous water monsters.

But he did not slay them; instead he gazed farther ahead.

There, over four hundred cultivators clad in Bagua purple‑gold Dao robes, at the fifth or sixth level of divine arts, along with twelve Ancient Giants of Golden Core rank or higher, encircled a group of more than thirty individuals.

Among those surrounded were several of Chen Zheng's acquaintances, such as Baizhan Zhenren, Jin Rilie, and so on.

Especially a woman in white, skin like congealed fat, eyebrows like a crescent moon, jade‑white bones and icy flesh, resembling a moonlit fairy—she was none other than Fang Qingxue.

"Taiyi Sect, you are courting death, seeking it to the very end!" a murderous glint flashed in Chen Zheng's eyes.

(End of Chapter)