Chapter 226

"This… what kind of power is this!" the purple-robed youth let out a terrified scream.

The swirling wheel-like shadow behind the black-clad youth filled him with overwhelming dread.

That mysterious, unfathomable force completely extinguished his fighting spirit—he wanted only to flee.

"All things in this world cannot escape the suffering of reincarnation. Become my sustenance." The black-clad youth's expression was cold.

The purple-robed youth suddenly snapped back to his senses and cried out: "I understand—you must be someone from another continent who bears destiny!"

In his mind, only someone of equal rank as a destiny-bearer could suppress him like this.

"Yes, and no." The black-clad youth smiled.

He seemed to enjoy watching the purple-robed youth struggle in terror before him, so he explained patiently.

"I am not of the lower realms—I have lain buried here for countless eons, waiting for this lifetime's chaos across the ten realms, to steal the lower realm's destiny and world origin."

"And you… are my second prey."

As he spoke, the black-clad youth released a surge of world-origin energy from within.

It was the world-origin he had stripped from another continent's destined hero.

Though these rebellious prodigies of the lower realms are strong, compared to ancient anomalies buried for countless eons, their foundation is still far too weak.

Ancient anomalies can even surpass their contemporaries in the Immortal Realm—let alone these lower realm destiny-bearers.

Hearing the black-clad youth's words, the purple-robed youth's heart turned to ice.

This black-clad youth was nothing less than a destiny-bearer hunter!

"Die. The world-origin of this realm, and the destiny of another, shall all belong to me."

The black-clad youth activated the power of reincarnation and world-origin.

The purple-robed youth could not withstand it—his body was slowly crushed by the wheel's shadow, pulverized into bloody mist.

In his final moments, the purple-robed youth heard the black-clad youth's last words.

"Remember: it is Wangchuan who sends you into reincarnation."

Pfft!

As the words ended, the purple-robed youth's body shattered.

A swirling, multicolored mass of world-origin materialized in the air.

The black-clad, handsome youth named Wangchuan reached out and caught the world-origin in his palm.

"Second one." Wangchuan murmured.

Sensing the upheaval across the ten realms of the lower world, Wangchuan awoke from his sealed immortal source.

His first goal was to seize world-origin and destiny.

"In this lower realm, there is still one place—the Ten Realms Rift—where many great opportunities lie." Wangchuan's eyes flickered darkly.

At that moment, Wangchuan seemed to sense something and spoke calmly: "Since you've come, why not show yourself?"

The surroundings remained silent.

Moments later, a tinkling, bell-like giggle suddenly rang out.

"No wonder you're an ancient anomaly of the Reincarnation Demon Sect—your perception is indeed sharp."

As the voice echoed, a petite girl in a black mini-skirt appeared.

She had two buns tied atop her head, slender eyebrows, large sparkling eyes, a delicate upturned nose, and lips painted crimson.

She was short enough to compete with Jiang Luoli for the title of shortest.

Her chest was utterly flat, barely noticeable.

The only striking feature was her pair of snow-white, slender legs beneath the skirt—gracefully shaped, impossible to ignore.

Around her delicate ankles hung a string of golden bells threaded with red cords, chiming softly with each step.

The girl looked like a porcelain doll—pure and adorable.

Yet within that purity and cuteness lay a faint, seductive allure.

This strange blend of innocence and allure gave her a uniquely distinctive aura.

"You are…" Wangchuan frowned slightly.

He could sense that the girl before him appeared harmless.

But within her tiny, jade-like body lay energy of terrifying magnitude.

This woman was not from the lower realm!

And most importantly, she had recognized him at once as the Reincarnation Demon Sect's ancient anomaly buried in the lower realm.

"I am the current Holy Maiden of the Demon Immortal Sect—Little Demon Immortal!"

The girl named Little Demon Immortal puffed out her completely flat chest, proudly declaring.

"Demon Immortal Sect…" Wangchuan showed a flicker of surprise.

He did not know who Little Demon Immortal was.

As an ancient anomaly buried for countless years, he had no knowledge of contemporary prodigies.

But he knew the Demon Immortal Sect.

It was an immensely terrifying immortal sect that had been passed down for countless eons, rumored to carry the legacy of demonic immortals.

It was undoubtedly an ancient, powerful immortal teaching.

Most importantly, the Demon Immortal Sect had long been in opposition to another immortal sect—the Human Immortal Sect.

"You are the current Holy Maiden of the Demon Immortal Sect. Why seek me out? Are you here to steal my world-origin?" Wangchuan said coldly.

He was an ancient anomaly—among the young generation of the Immortal Realm, he stood among the absolute apex.

Facing the Holy Maiden of the Demon Immortal Sect, he felt no fear.

"Hehe, of course not. Qingyi from the Human Immortal Sect wants to recruit allies—I, Little Demon Immortal, can't fight alone!" Little Demon Immortal giggled.

Wangchuan's gaze sharpened.

He was well aware of the rivalry between the Human Immortal Sect and the Demon Immortal Sect.

Qingyi, mentioned by Little Demon Immortal, was surely the Human Immortal Sect's Holy Maiden.

But Wangchuan had no intention of getting entangled in the conflict between two immortal sects.

Just as he was about to refuse, Little Demon Immortal smiled slyly and said: "You probably don't even know how long you've been sealed, do you? The Reincarnation Demon Sect has long vanished into the dust of history."

"What!" Wangchuan finally lost his composure.

The Reincarnation Demon Sect had vanished from history?

"Are you lying to me?" Around Wangchuan, the aura of reincarnation surged.

"I'm not lying. According to some historical records in our sect, the Reincarnation Demon Sect once fought the Life Forbidden Zone's Mount Undying, seeking to uncover the secret of immortality and fuse it with the secret of reincarnation—but none ever returned." Little Demon Immortal said.

Afterward, she revealed to Wangchuan all the information she knew about the Reincarnation Demon Sect.

After listening, Wangchuan fell silent.

In the past, it was not uncommon for ancient anomalies to awaken and find their former sects long gone.

Looking around, not a single familiar face remained.

Perhaps this was the price ancient anomalies paid for being sealed.

"So you came to me not just for cooperation—but to recruit me?" Wangchuan saw through her clearly.

If it were merely cooperation, Little Demon Immortal would not have explained so patiently.

Little Demon Immortal giggled: "Of course! You're a Reincarnation Holy Body—such talent is highly welcomed by our Demon Immortal Sect."

Hearing her words, Wangchuan did not answer immediately.

Since the Reincarnation Demon Sect had vanished, he must find a new place to settle.

Alone, without a sect to support and cultivate him, he could never fully grow.

The Demon Immortal Sect was indeed powerful—but Wangchuan, as a Reincarnation Holy Body and former strongest disciple of the Reincarnation Demon Sect, carried his own pride.

To make him join a sect, they must first defeat him—earn his true respect.

Little Demon Immortal was strong—she could even spar with an ancient anomaly like him.

But to defeat him? That was pure fantasy.

And Wangchuan knew well: though she appeared pure, cute, and mischievous, her mind was certainly full of cunning.

He understood why the Demon Immortal Sect wanted to recruit him.

Besides recognizing his talent and strength,

there was one more reason.

The hidden sect treasure vault of the Reincarnation Demon Sect.

And the Emperor Weapon—the Six Paths Reincarnation Disc!

And the Emperor Weapon, the Six Realms Reincarnation Disc!