Chapter 230: Another Perverted New Calamity Character! Toying with the War King Tianjun!

"Wh… what?"

The Three Great Celestial Immortals watching the battle from afar widened their eyes as if seeing a ghost, their eyeballs nearly falling out.

No one expected that at the crucial moment when Mu Ye Yuan, using the Sovereign Sacred Method, summoned the illusion of Zhan Wang Tianjun to strike down Chen Zheng, the result would be so unbelievable: the illusion of Zhan Wang Tianjun actually knelt at Chen Zheng's pointing finger.

Heavenly Sovereign, kneeling…

"No, impossible! Zhan Wang Tianjun is the supreme great existence of the Celestial Realm, ruling endless great provinces, equal in fame to the Thunder Emperor of the Heavenly Court, Disaster, Chaos, Slaughter, and the Eternal Tianjun. How could he kneel, let alone kneel before a mortal like Chen Zheng?"

"It's a fake, it must be fake. Chen Zheng was outmatched by Zhan Wang Tianjun, using illusion to deceive our eyes, trying to crush our confidence and that of Lord Mu Ye, winning by such despicable means…"

The Three Great Celestial Immortals roared wildly, each more ferocious and hysterical than the last.

They could not believe what they witnessed, shaking their heads desperately in denial, unwilling to abandon the last shred of hope.

At the battlefield's center, Mu Ye Yuan was even more incredulous than the three; his blood‑veined eyes stared at Chen Zheng, and he howled with gut‑wrenching fury: "Zhan Wang Tianjun, the ancient sovereign of heaven, is all‑powerful—how could he kneel before you? I don't believe it, I absolutely do not believe it!"

Zhan Wang Tianjun's awe‑inspiring might, together with Mu Ye's wild power, shook the vast earth; not only did he establish the Mu Ye clan that dominates great provinces in the Celestial Realm, but in the Primordial Era he also descended to the lower world, founding the Mu Ye clan of the Central Great World, now the foremost among all realms.

This Tianjun belongs to myth within myth, spending his life battling heaven and earth, defeating countless invincible foes.

He was once defeated by a terrifying adversary in the Celestial Realm's "Sacred Land of Truth", yet never surrendered; through adversity he transformed step by step, surpassing all former opponents, attaining the supreme Tianjun, and laughing triumphantly to the end.

Zhan Wang Tianjun's glorious deeds are known to all in the Celestial Realm, and are also widely spread across the Demon Realm, Divine Realm, Buddha Realm and other primordial worlds equal to the Celestial Realm, revered by countless beings as an immortal monument.

Zhan Wang Tianjun's famous maxim, "Defeat is permissible, humiliation is not," constantly inspires countless youths, enabling them to rekindle their fighting spirit and rise again even after failure.

Mu Ye Yuan even enshrines this saying as his life creed, etched into his bones and soul.

A momentary failure is not terrifying; even Zhan Wang Tianjun himself has been defeated, let alone someone who only possesses the form of a Tianjun.

The most important thing is to avoid humiliation!

Yet at this moment, the Zhan Wang Tianjun who once spoke of avoiding humiliation knelt, bending his knees in reverence before Chen Zheng.

The cruel reality slapped Mu Ye Yuan hard, a blow a hundred times harsher than the two slaps Chen Zheng dealt to his own face, chilling his blood, leaving his belief and pride like a flickering candle in the wind, teetering, forcing him to roar desperately to avoid collapse.

"You don't believe?" Chen Zheng stood with both hands, quietly gazing down at the whimpering Mu Ye Yuan like a defeated dog, and smiled lightly: "I'm a kind‑hearted person who loves helping others. Since you don't believe, I'll make him kneel until you do."

Mid‑sentence, he raised his hand again, pointing at Zhan Wang Tianjun's illusion, causing the previously inscribed "Kneel" on its body to vanish, lifting the restraint.

Boom!

Zhan Wang Tianjun rose from his kneeling posture, still towering and majestic, gazing down upon all beings.

But immediately, another "Kneel" sprang from Chen Zheng's fingertip, landing on Zhan Wang Tianjun's body, forcing his knees to collapse again as he fell to the ground.

Then the "Kneel" within his body dissipated, and he stood up again…

A bizarre scene unfolded in the arena: with Chen Zheng's relentless aid, Zhan Wang Tianjun's illusion knelt repeatedly, then rose again each time.

Repeating endlessly.

"He… is he a devil?"

The Three Great Celestial Immortals in the distance had ceased their roars, all staring dumbfounded at the machine‑like kneeling Zhan Wang Tianjun, completely petrified.

"This little fellow is truly… formidable."

Within the Taiyi Sect, the projection of the Eternal Tianjun saw Chen Zheng's actions and couldn't help but twitch his mouth, giving a thumbs‑up.

Although Zhan Wang Tianjun's cultivation falls short of his, he is still a Tianjun; no one dares to desecrate him.

Chen Zheng, however, continually toys with the opponent this way; if the Celestial Realm's Zhan Wang Tianjun were to notice, he would rage, sending a strand of will to the mortal world, and Chen Zheng would instantly face annihilation.

"He truly fears neither heaven nor earth."

A wisp of will possessed the Chaotic Tianjun attached to the chaotic primordial vessel spirit; he shook his head with a smile, waved his hand to veil everything, preventing the Celestial Realm's Zhan Wang Tianjun himself from perceiving Chen Zheng's actions.

"Ah!"

Inside the Taiyuan Immortal Residence, Mu Ye Yuan saw his faith being toyed with like a marionette by Chen Zheng, and could no longer bear the blow; in a frenzied scream he spewed a torrent of reverse blood, fell backward, and instantly collapsed into unconsciousness.

He broke down.

The illusion of Zhan Wang Tianjun behind him also dissipated.

"Such a useless person still dares to call himself a Young Tianjun," Chen Zheng said, shaking his head in disappointment, reaching out into thin air to grasp Mu Ye Yuan's throat.

His other hand reached out, slapping toward the Three Great Celestial Immortals.

"Chen Zheng, you cannot kill us. Do you know that the Central Great Emperor has also arrived in the Xuanhuang Great World, currently searching for the Xuanpin Gate deep within the Taiyuan Immortal Residence!"

"If the Central Great Emperor learns of your vile deeds, he will certainly come to kill you. He is the pinnacle of immortals, the number one across three thousand great worlds; no matter how strong you are, before him you are merely a slightly larger ant, utterly unable to resist!"

The Three Great Celestial Immortals snapped out of their stupor, shrieking in terror, attempting to use the Central Great Emperor's threat to save their lives.

"If the Central Great Emperor dares to act rashly before me, he too shall die," Chen Zheng said, his voice devoid of any emotion, leaving the Three Great Celestial Immortals utterly hopeless.

Bang!

"Ah…"

A single hand covered the sky, turning the Three Great Celestial Immortals into meat pies, instantly refining them amid their screams.

Chen Zheng is about to ascend to the Fourth Stage of Eternal Life; then his magical power will surge, and the major Calamity characters will undergo a new transformation—what fear does the Central Great Emperor have then?

Even if he cannot be killed, there is still a force to counter him.

Moreover, he possesses the Three-Life Stone, so there is no need to fear anyone.

After absorbing the essence left by the Three Great Celestial Immortals, he retrieved the Central Ancient Sword he had previously flung away, and sealed the dog‑like Mu Ye Yuan inside a Dao‑artifact space.

He then left the place, traversing universe after universe, heading to the Great Temporal Array he had entered earlier when he first went into the Taiyuan Immortal Residence.

That array was personally set up by the Taiyuan Immortal Venerable years ago; a single breath within the array equals thirty‑six thousand years, faster than any accelerated celestial artifact, making it perfect for him to enter and comprehend the laws of time.

Soon he arrived outside the array; his form flashed in, entered, yet in less than a heartbeat he emerged again outside.

In that fleeting instant, he had spent three years inside the array, extracting Mu Ye Yuan's entire cultivation and grasping the law of time.

He reached the Fourth Stage of Eternal Life, Cosmic Light Realm, gaining the power of a Junior Immortal.

His lifespan also more than doubled, reaching one and a half million years.

All major Calamity characters rose again as his realm expanded.

Especially the "Fen" character, now able to split into thirty‑one clones; together with the original that makes thirty‑two, merging yields a surge to the power of thirty‑two Immortals.

Comfortable.

"I don't know what the new calamity character on the Sheep Skin Scroll is."

Chen Zheng felt pleased, his mind sinking into the Sheep Skin Scroll deep in his sea of consciousness as he began to examine the new calamity character.

This character is "pain".

"Pain?"

A thoughtful look flashed between his brows, and he soon came to an understanding.

The "pain" character is a kind of law, like the "kneel" character; once it is driven into a person's body, it can make the enemy suffer unimaginable pain.

This pain is not ordinary; it far surpasses all kinds of torture, belonging to law erosion, making one suffer physically, spiritually, karmically, and conceptually.

For example, the afflicted person, with each breath, each cultivation session, each fleeting thought, even each movement or lack thereof, will endure countless times of flesh and soul being torn, crushed, flattened, exploded, burned, frozen, gnawed, and so on.

Moreover, as each minute and second passes, the pain of the afflicted will stack exponentially with time, layer upon layer increasing, becoming ever more painful without limit.

Furthermore, the afflicted will not faint, will not go numb, cannot shield their perception, cannot even commit suicide, and cannot easily be killed by anyone other than Chen Zheng; they can only endure it raw, unable to escape for eternity.

Especially when Chen Zheng's cultivation reaches a certain level, the "pain" character can transform within the afflicted's body into the Bitter Binding Eternal Calamity Wheel; each turn of this wheel selects a target to inflict extreme pain upon.

For example, if the person afflicted with the "pain" character is Mu Yeyuan, then all Chen Zheng needs to do is think, turn the Bitter Binding Eternal Calamity Wheel inside Mu Yeyuan's body, and he can choose a target related by blood, sect, kin, lover, or enemy; no matter which world that target is in, even if they hide inside the Gate of Eternal Life, they cannot escape and will suffer the same pain as Mu Yeyuan.

Furthermore, the pain will condense a new Bitter Binding Eternal Calamity Wheel inside the new target's body, allowing that person to serve as a vessel to select another target, cycling without limit.

In the end, the pain will spread throughout all heavens and myriad worlds, entering the six paths of reincarnation, entangling the afflicted across all their lifetimes, past and future.

"Not bad, this pain character is quite good."

Chen Zheng's face showed a smile; with a thought, Mu Yeyuan, whom he had previously stored in his Dao artifact space before breaking through, fell out.

"You've ruined my cultivation, imprisoned me for three years, what else do you want? Do you really intend to be irreconcilable with my Central Great World?" Mu Yeyuan shouted angrily as he climbed to his feet.

"What do you want? You'll find out soon." Chen Zheng glanced at him with contempt.

Earlier, when he entered the Great Array of Ages to comprehend the temporal laws, he had already extracted ninety-nine percent of Mu Yeyuan's cultivation, yet he did not kill him.

Killing him outright would be too cheap.

He had originally planned to process him after leaving the Taiyuan Immortal Abode, but now, having obtained a 'pain' character from the Sheep Skin Scroll, it is just right.

Whoosh!

He pointed a finger, and a twisted 'pain' character condensed at his fingertip, shooting toward Mu Yeyuan's brow.

"What the hell is this? Ah… ah… ah… ah… ah…"

Indescribable intense pain crawled over Mu Yeyuan's body and deep into his spirit, making his face twist grotesquely to the extreme as he shrieked miserably while writhing like maggots in the void.

Pain!

Pain so great he did not wish to live.

Mu Yeyuan had cultivated for a hundred thousand years and witnessed many tortures, yet compared to the pain he now endures, things like soul-spirit sky lanterns, myriad insects devouring the body, thousand-blade bone carving, flaying and tendon pulling, etc., are all pathetically weak.

This pain is fundamentally beyond his imagination or endurance; it is simply millions of times stronger than the suffering, humiliation, torment, and despair of all beings in the three thousand great worlds combined, bearing down on him alone.

"Spare me… I beg you… either kill me… hurry up and kill me…"

Mu Yeyuan tried everything, but nothing alleviated the pain; instead it grew worse, hurting to the point he could barely endure, howling like a mad dog.

At this point, death had become a luxury.

"You offended me, and you still want to die?"

Chen Zheng remained unmoved, raising a finger to seal the person's mouth and divine sense with magical power, so they could no longer make any sound.

And he again stored him in his Dao artifact space, where he could only silently wail, his grayish eyes bulging, his cracked lips opening and closing, looking extremely eerie.

Having done all that, he turned and left the place, heading once more into the depths of the Taiyuan Immortal Abode, preparing to settle accounts with that Central Great Emperor.

Suddenly, at that moment, a faint, intermittent female voice reached his ears: "Young Master Chen… save… save me."

The female voice came from a voice-transmission token on his body, linked to the token he had left with the treasure master in the Fenbao Rock.

"Where should I go to save you, and where is your father, the treasure master?" Chen Zheng halted his steps and sent a voice transmission to inquire of the token.

The one sending the voice transmission was not the treasure master, but this person's daughter, Miss Mi Bao.

However, there was no response from the other end of the token.

"But are the people of the Tianya Sect intending harm against you?" Chen Zheng frowned slightly and sent another voice transmission.

Still no response.

"Forget it, let my clone go."

Chen Zheng's body shifted, and a clone emerged from him, vanishing from the spot as it rushed toward the Cultivation Great World.

Back then he had promised the treasure master to protect his daughter and help her become a heavenly monarch, so he would not go back on his word.

Furthermore, Miss Mi Bao's peril likely stems from him; his clone destroyed the Tianya Hai Ge in the Cultivation Great World, the Tianya Sect couldn't find him, so they might have turned to the Fenbao Rock.

After all, he is the Seven-Star Treasure Refiner of the Fenbao Rock.

However, the Fenbao Rock has the treasure master presiding over it; this person did not, as in the original story, carry the source of myriad evils to ascend to the immortal realm, and is even a peak heavenly immortal—how could he fail to protect his own daughter?

Moreover, the treasure master is very shrewd; he should have foreseen that the Tianya Sect would not find him and would instead cause trouble for the Fenbao Rock, so why would he not have made preparations in advance?

Chen Zheng currently cannot figure this out; he will know once his clone goes to the Cultivation Great World.

He continued searching within the Taiyuan Immortal Abode, having a premonition that the divine-level experts inside were certainly not limited to just the Central Great Emperor.

But the abode is too vast, a multiverse, and he has not yet encountered them.

At the same time.

Outside the Linglong Blessed Land, a large army arrived.

It was a great army formed by the Taiyi Sect and experts from three great worlds, mighty and imposing, surrounding the Linglong Blessed Land.

(End of chapter)