Chapter 549: Entering the Dao Field of Wangmu Fenshen

Everyone was stunned into silence.

They froze in place, staring at Xu Chen as if he were a ghost.

In the end, after countless words, all they could muster was two: Fuck!

What the hell did this guy take? So fucking strong.

This isn't just about being strong anymore—it's fucking terrifying.

After all, Xu Chen is only Martial Emperor Second Heaven. Second Heaven.

Not Martial Emperor Ninth Heaven.

How the fuck did he, at Second Heaven, comprehend nine Dao paths—and even extend them further?

What does this even mean?

It means the other eight minor Dao paths all carry the aura of Undying Dao.

No, not minor Dao paths.

Fuck, every Dao path imbued with Undying Dao's aura is top-tier Imperial Dao.

After all, Undying Dao is a main Dao!

The other eight Dao paths all possess the traits of a main Dao.

This is the advantage a main Dao grants to its offshoots.

And it's an exceptionally rare one—Undying Dao.

With Undying Dao's enhancement, even if those offshoot Dao paths shatter, they can instantly reform.

This is an extremely terrifying thing.

Unless Xu Chen's Undying Dao collapses.

Otherwise, the other eight offshoot Dao paths will never be destroyed.

"Fuck! That's too strong!"

Seeing this, everyone sucked in a sharp breath.

Their eyes brimmed with envy, jealousy, and hatred—even gritting their teeth in silent rage.

Damn it, they couldn't even dream of nine Imperial Dao paths; even one would satisfy them.

Yang Han, Zhao Wuji, Di Lintian, Luo Qianshang, Yan Luofeng, and others.

At this sight of the nine Imperial Dao paths, their jaws twitched uncontrollably.

Their faces felt as if they'd been slapped hard—burning with shame.

Damn it, just moments ago they mocked Xu the Thief, saying his Imperial Dao had collapsed and couldn't help anyone cross.

Now it was clear—they'd utterly underestimated Xu the Thief.

What to ordinary people seemed impossible.

To Xu the Thief, impossibility simply didn't exist.

This is terrifying—truly terrifying!

Xu Chen turned back to the crowd: "Any Martial Saint who wants to cross can walk my eight offshoot Dao paths—freely."

Upon seeing this, the Martial Saints erupted in joy: "Thank you, Emperor Chen!"

Previously, they had resented Xu Chen as a Martial Emperor.

They believed he owed everything to his women—living off their power.

Now, they finally acknowledged him.

So fucking powerful—nine Imperial Dao paths.

Honestly, with this level of terrifying mastery, if they truly fought.

Ye Xuan would stand no chance—absolutely none.

Instantly, they surged onto Xu Chen's eight offshoot Dao paths and cheerfully crossed to the mainland region.

Ye Xuan watched all this, his face dark as iron.

Fuck, he'd thought he finally had the strength to challenge Xu Chen.

Turns out, he didn't even come close.

He'd only comprehended two Dao paths—one Sword Dao, one Tyrant Dao.

Both were inheritances from two Martial Emperors—actually, their own cultivated Dao paths.

As for his own Dao, he hadn't fully grasped it yet.

In other words, if they truly fought, he'd lose without a doubt.

After all, this terrifying Undying Dao is Xu Chen's own Dao!

Seeing everyone cross, Xu Chen turned to Luo Qianshang and others: "Come with me?"

Luo Qianshang and the others twitched their lips: "No need—we'll cross ourselves."

Walking Xu Chen's Imperial Dao paths would mean admitting he's stronger than them.

So at this moment, they'd die rather than take his path.

Hearing this, Xu Chen said nothing more—he took the women and directly arrived beside the mainland region.

That is, the current Dao field of Yaochi Xiwangmu Fenshen.

More precisely, it was an island.

From afar, it was indistinct.

Up close, after parting the black mist, its form became clear.

This was the island floating within Tianchi.

Its Spiritual Qi was thick, yet its sinister aura was equally dense.

Even Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were numerous.

Ye Xuan was the first to spot, beneath his feet, a Pill of Emperor Tier.

He immediately became ecstatic: "This is a Pill of Emperor Tier with half its potency diminished."

The Ling Zunzhe nodded upon seeing it: "Indeed, after ten thousand years, most of the Spiritual Qi has vanished, yet it remains a Pill of Emperor Tier."

Upon seeing this, everyone drew in a sharp breath.

A Pill of Emperor Tier?

And he found it right upon stepping onto the island?

Damn, are there really this many treasures in the Fourth Waterway region?

Xu Chen nodded: "Everyone, search around—perhaps we'll find more treasures here."

He remembered the original text: everyone here had obtained many fine items.

Though their Spiritual Qi had diminished and they were incomplete, they were still fine items. 0… Requesting flowers… Where did these come from?

They were forged by the Xiwangmu Fenshen.

Why not take them?

Because she failed in forging them, and discarded anything she deemed worthless.

In other words, what Ye Xuan just picked up was something the Wangmu Fenshen considered imperfect.

For example, Pills of too low a grade—useless to her.

Given her nature, she would swiftly discard them.

She also forged many treasures and weapons.

Yet her greatest expertise was Pill forging.

"Wow, I picked up a Saint Grade Supreme weapon—oh my god, this is perfect!"

"I picked up a Pill of Emperor Tier too—though low-grade, it's still extremely rare!"

…0 "I picked up a damaged Emperor Tier armor—damn, this is pure blessing for me, a Martial Saint!"

Soon, everyone here was picking up fine items.

Xu Chen nodded—it was indeed fine material.

Of course, only for those with low demands.

To Xu Chen, these things were no different from trash.

He could forge his own Pills and weapons.

So let others take them—he wouldn't even bother glancing at them.

Before long, all the treasures on the island's exterior were gathered by the crowd.

Soon, many Martial Saints and Martial Emperors were thoroughly satisfied.

Fine items—truly fine items!

Some even looked at Xu Chen with grateful expressions.

Xu Zei may have taken many women.

But the fact he didn't snatch treasures from them was still worthy of praise.

In contrast, Luo Qianshang and others snorted coldly.

They were Martial Emperors—Xu Zei didn't pick anything up, so neither would they.

Though the treasures stirred their hearts, dignity mattered more to them.

Thus they silently cursed Xu Chen: Damn it, why won't Xu Zei pick anything up?