Chapter 189: Shocking the Realm King! Behead You! Refining, Unceasing

A vague, ethereal voice rang across heaven and earth like an unquestionable command: if Chen Zheng does not obey and hand over the secret of suppressing Tai Yan Tian that surpasses six great realms, he will be mercilessly slain by the voice's owner.

Who?

Chen Zheng easily slew Tai Ba Tian, the Crimson Blood Old Monster, and the Nine‑Yin Demon God, single‑handedly suppressing Tai Yan Tian; his combat power is unfathomable, yet someone still dares to jump out and trouble him?

The crowd, already shocked by Chen Zheng's might, were startled that someone would still cause trouble now; astonished, they all looked up following the voice, and instantly saw, high above the ground in the starry sky, a man hanging with his hands behind his back, stepping toward Panlong Star, his gaze indifferent as he looked down over all the people on the vast earth.

The man appeared to be in his early forties, his black beard long enough to reach his chest, exuding a scholarly elegance yet also a domineering aura that seemed to swallow the starry sky, as if the entire Panlong Star trembled beneath his feet.

That is… Jiuding Xianzun! He has come to Panlong Star and intends to deal with Chen Zheng?

Jiuding Xianzun's direct disciple Yu Ji Zi was slain by Chen Zheng inside Xuan Huang City, and the entire Jiuding Xuan was annihilated by Chen Zheng; he must be seeking revenge for his disciple, and this time Chen Zheng may truly be in trouble…

Many recognized the middle‑aged man's background; they either shouted in shock or gasped in awe.

Because that Jiuding Xianzun is the master of Jiuding Xuan, one of the three great merchant guilds of the world.

Although he hails from the Great Cultivation World and Jiuding Xuan's headquarters are also there, the guild has operated a branch in the Xuan Huang World for many years, making its reputation known to countless cultivators.

His status is comparable to the supreme heads of the Ten Celestial Paths sects.

Moreover, many well‑informed sources know that Jiuding Xianzun's cultivation reaches heaven and earth, far surpassing most supreme heads of the Ten Celestial Paths, and he is a Realm King of the Seventh Rank of Eternal Life.

A Realm King is akin to a creator god, utterly incomparable to Tai Yan Tian, Tai Ba Tian, and the like.

Those few people earlier, before Jiuding Xianzun, are at most crawling ants on the ground.

Jiuding Xianzun, however, is a true dragon above the Nine Heavens; a slight breath from him would wipe out all those ants.

He is terrifying!

So he's a Realm King‑realm cultivator called Jiuding Xianzun? Fine, you came at the right time, wonderfully.

The bitter‑sighing Human Emperor Pen also saw Jiuding Xianzun, instantly brushed away his gloom and rejoiced.

What does it mean "sleepiness comes and brings a pillow"?

The current situation is this.

Originally, with Tai Ba Tian killed by Chen Zheng and Tai Yan Tian suppressed by Chen Zheng, his plan to rescue Chen Zheng and use him to fight the divine race's great calamity collapsed entirely.

He also became despondent and prepared to leave Panlong Star alone.

But now, he sees new hope.

Jiuding Xianzun is his hope!

As soon as this man displays the Realm King's power, Chen Zheng will be unable to resist.

He can then seize the chance to display divine might, rescue Chen Zheng, and make him grateful.

Meanwhile, the Jiuding Xianzun in the starry sky also arrived over Panlong Star, his body radiating surging crimson glow like a great sun illuminating the world, causing the scenery within tens of millions of miles to transform dramatically.

Where the land was once barren, full of ruins, towering peaks suddenly rose from the ground, oceans, lakes, ancient forests, palatial towers and the like sprang up one after another, everywhere teeming with life and mist of immortal aura.

Immortal deer, jade rabbits and other rare beasts frolicked in the mountains, while celestial cranes and divine birds circled and flew amid the endless mist.

Moreover, massive primordial sky‑dragons, as grand as mountain ranges, roamed among the sun, moon and stars, their roars echoing across the seas like thunder.

Everyone was stunned by the sight.

This place is no longer Panlong Star; it is clearly another world, a realm of immortals!

Indeed they have entered another world, the one forged by Jiuding Xianzun.

All of them now exist within this realm, their lives no longer their own, subject to Jiuding Xianzun's will—he may let them live or let them die.

This is the Realm King's supreme method.

"Chen Zheng, you have fallen into the world I created, becoming a lower‑tier prisoner; will you hand over the secret you crossed realms to challenge, or not?"

At the world's center, Jiuding Xianzun stands towering, gazing down at Chen Zheng like the sole deity, judging the vilest sinner.

Strangely, Chen Zheng shows no fear in his eyes and answers off‑topic: "A Realm King‑realm cultivator is indeed formidable; I am not a match for now."

"At least you have some self‑awareness."

Jiuding Xianzun nods slightly, speaking concisely and coldly: "Kneel, surrender the secret, and the matter of killing my disciple will be over. Remember, not a single word of falsehood is allowed."

As those words fell, everyone's bodies trembled.

If Chen Zheng truly kneels as instructed and reveals his secret, those who hear it will surely be silenced by Jiuding Xianzun.

Human Emperor Pen's eyes flashed with a glint; he tried to lift his leg to step forward and rescue Chen Zheng.

During this time his strength has recovered somewhat, and opposing Jiuding Xianzun is no problem.

But just as he raised his leg, it froze mid‑air, stiff.

At the same time his eyes widened as if he had witnessed something utterly incredible.

Not only him, but even the god‑like Jiuding Xianzun showed the same, disbelief flashing in his eyes.

Because Chen Zheng, with a flick of his sleeve, pulled Prince Yi into a Dao‑artifact space, and without hesitation stepped forward, the person instantly crossed tens of thousands of miles and emerged outside the world Jiuding Xianzun created.

The solid world barrier gave Chen Zheng no hindrance; he pierced straight through.

"I'll behead you in a moment."

Beyond the realm, Chen Zheng turned back, staring directly at Jiuding Xianzun, a murderous glint in his eyes, and made a motion as if to slit a throat.

"Damn it!"

Jiuding Xianzun was both shocked and angry; he never expected a boiled duck to fly away, and hurriedly chased beyond the world.

But there was no trace of Chen Zheng at the spot.

Not even a single wisp of Chen Zheng's lingering aura remained.

Jiuding Xianzun could not tell whether he went to outer space or elsewhere.

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"Jiuding Xianzun is Yu Ji Zi's master and also knows the Great Tracking Technique. However, I have already used the Great Tracking Technique to cut off tracking, preventing him from finding me for now. I am taking this time to loot the treasure of the Tian Long clan buried beneath the earth; when my strength advances further, his death will come."

Chen Zheng employs the Yellow Emperor Earth Emperor Dao, continuously darting beneath the ground like a fish swimming in the sea, unbelievably agile, impossible for anyone to catch.

At the same time he spreads his divine thought outward, searching underground for the Tian Long clan's treasure.

He clearly remembered that although Panlong Star's surface had Dragon Crystal Mountain and various treasures like spiritual medicines, the true treasures were buried underground.

That was a Dragon's Grave, inside which were preserved from the ancient era countless corpses of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon clan, either slain in battle or died naturally, along with dragon eggs.

As long as he refined the large numbers of dragon corpses and dragon eggs in that Dragon's Grave, his strength would surely increase greatly.

Thus, he continually moved beneath the earth, his divine sense constantly searching.

After sneaking about seven or eight hundred million li, Chen Zheng's divine sense finally saw a huge black coffin stretching millions of li beneath the distant soil and rock strata.

One did not know what material this coffin was forged from; having endured from ancient times to the present for countless years, it showed not the slightest sign of decay, exuding an immortal divinity.

"This must be the Dragon's Grave."

Chen Zheng took a few steps and arrived before the giant coffin; he stretched out a hand and pushed, the lid instantly flung open, and waves of rich dragon aura rushed toward him.

Upon sniffing this dragon aura, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly leapt into the coffin's opening.

Inside the coffin lay a separate world, a series of magnificent halls.

In the hall Chen Zheng had arrived at, lay row after row of Primordial Heavenly Dragon corpses, some stretching ten thousand li, some as long as a hundred thousand li.

Moreover, there was a giant dragon a million li long, resembling the overlord of dragons from the primordial ancient era; though its body was dead, it still emanated a shocking dragon might.

"This Primordial Heavenly Dragon, while alive, should have been at the Seventh Level of the Longevity King Realm; even after death, much of the essence in its flesh and blood remains."

Chen Zheng approached the million-li-long dragon, clicked his tongue in admiration, then his right hand palm and fingers expanded, transforming into a sky-covering giant hand; he seized the corpse in one grasp, ignited the Refining Character True Fire, and in an instant refined it.

He then did the same, reaching out to grab another Primordial Heavenly Dragon corpse.

A Fifth-Level Longevity dragon corpse, refined in an instant.

A Sixth-Level Longevity dragon corpse, refined.

Refining, refining without cease!

In the blink of an eye, the thousands of dragon corpses in the hall were completely refined by him, granting him the strength of 5,500 Primordial Heavenly Dragons.

Without pausing, he moved on to another hall.

Inside lay tens of thousands of sealed supreme treasures, thousands of lower- and middle-grade Dao artifacts, and ten top-grade Dao artifacts, all of which he collected.

His top-grade Dao artifacts now numbered eighteen; selling them would yield another vast fortune.

The other various-grade magical treasures could be taken back to the Linglong Blessed Land and bestowed upon his subordinates.

After looting the magical treasures, Chen Zheng proceeded to a hall housing various scriptures.

He glanced briefly; the scriptures mostly contained records of the dragon race, various dragon secrets, and dragon divine abilities.

Moreover, there were two Grand Dao of Three Thousand: one, the Battle Art Great Dragon Physiognomy, extremely suited to the dragon race; the other, the Great Union Technique, in line with the dragon nature and suitable for propagation.

Chen Zheng did not linger; he collected the two Grand Dao of Three Thousand, numerous divine abilities, and all the dragon race scriptures.

Worth mentioning, among them was a Heavenly Dragon Secret Manual, which recorded the method for forging the dragon race's strongest supreme treasure.

The supreme treasure is called the "Eightfold Pagoda".

A pagoda-like entity, its power is overwhelmingly formidable, capable of suppressing the ten directions and slaying foes beyond one's realm.

It is said that after the Primordial Ancestor Dragon of the dragon race vanished, the current ruler of the Dragon Realm is none other than a manifestation of an Eightfold Pagoda, terrifying to the extreme, the heavenly sovereign!

However, forging an Eightfold Pagoda is extremely difficult.

First, one must forge eight treasures: the Dragon King's Ruler, Coral Prayer Beads, Alchemy Furnace, Crystal Ball, Great Drum, Bronze Bell, Sky-Splitting Halberd, and Ming King's Axe.

Then forge a pagoda, place the eight magical treasures within it, and have billions upon billions of beings worship day and night inside the pagoda, condensing their vows, only then can a true Eightfold Pagoda be formed.

Chen Zheng had previously obtained those eight magical treasures from his treasure storehouse; thus he had the foundation for forging an Eightfold Pagoda.

But refining this treasure is too troublesome and resource-consuming; he had no time to waste on it.

He would be better off spending his time cultivating his True Demon Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Body, which is vastly stronger than that so-called Eightfold Pagoda.

"Good fellow, so many dragon eggs!"

After leaving the hall filled with scriptures, Chen Zheng came to the final hall inside the coffin.

The hall was filled entirely with dragon eggs, each as large as a majestic mountain, varying in color, laid by different dragon species: gold dragon eggs, ice dragon eggs, light dragon eggs, demon dragon eggs, evil dragon eggs, Kun dragon eggs, and so on.

Among them, an egg whose surface displayed seven colors, like a dazzling rainbow, was the most striking.

This was indeed the egg of the Seven-Colored Divine Dragon, priceless among the dragon clans, akin to the phoenix among birds.

It is said that within the Dragon Realm, the Seven-Colored Divine Dragon clan has a heavenly sovereign seated in command.

"Good, very good."

Chen Zheng's hand, vast as the heavenly canopy, seized the mountain-like pile of many dragon eggs and instantly refined them.

His magical power increased again, reaching the strength of 8,000 Primordial Heavenly Dragons.

"Almost there; I can begin to advance to the Tenth Level of Divine Ability: the Heaven-Defying Fate-Changing Realm."

The entire coffin having been cleared out by Chen Zheng, he remained seated cross-legged in midair, beginning to pierce time and space with his will, communicating heaven and earth, and contemplating the Tenth Level of Divine Ability: the Heaven-Defying Fate-Changing Realm.

This level requires comprehending the fortune of heaven and earth, comprehending one's own destiny, so as to gain a clear understanding of both before one can advance.

Upon successful breakthrough, there are no flashy changes nor earth-shaking abilities; it is merely a transitional stage.

Boom—boom boom!

As Chen Zheng was contemplating the Heaven-Defying Fate-Changing Realm, the entire coffin-like Dragon's Grave suddenly shuddered violently, as if struck by some terrifying monstrosity; the coiling dragon pillars collapsed one after another, and the hall walls cracked inch by inch.

"Huh?"

Chen Zheng opened his eyes; his gaze shifted, piercing the endless soil, and he looked toward Panlong Star's surface, where he instantly saw the Nine Cauldrons Immortal Venerable standing in the boundless starry void, atop his head nine bronze cauldrons the size of celestial bodies.

The cauldron walls were engraved with mountains and rivers, the state, and the Grand Dao of Yin and Yang; their terrifying aura caused millions of large stars across the universe to tremble and fall like rain, bombarding Panlong Star with countless holes, making it shudder violently.

"Chen Zheng, I know you are on Panlong Star; you think hiding will keep me from finding you? I will now shatter this heaven and earth, consigning you to eternal ruin!"

The Nine Cauldrons Immortal Venerable's cold voice echoed through the eight wastes of the universe; he stepped across all spacetime, like an ancient heavenly deity enraged, and thrust forth a great hand, expanding, expanding, expanding again.

In an instant, the palm expanded to a terrifying degree, blotting out all sunlight, moonlight, and starlight in the universe, plunging Panlong Star into absolute darkness.

Then that supernal hand slammed down with tremendous force, causing billions of spaces to explode, time turning chaotic, and in one grasp it clutched the entire Panlong Star in its palm.

Panlong Star, with a diameter of over three billion li, was actually grasped by the Nine Cauldrons Immortal Venerable; this shocking sight was enough to scare countless beings witless.

(End of chapter)