Lin Xuan no longer wanted to wait. He planned to charge straight to the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm and completely traverse the True Immortal realm.
In any case, he lacked neither offensive methods nor cultivation time. Perhaps there was truly no need to keep lying low. Breaking through directly and crushing everything with overwhelming force was the true kingly path.
The thoughts in his mind swiftly settled, and Lin Xuan had already set the tone for the road ahead.
Ever since learning of the three great Chaos forms—past, future, and present—Lin Xuan's horizons had completely opened up.
The myriad heavens were no more than a chessboard. There was one and only one true player: Chaos itself, with its different forms from different eras fighting one another.
To end all this, he would have to crush them beneath his feet, knead them into pulp, and overturn this endless chessboard.
His gaze fell upon the thirteen humanoid beings at the peak of the Eleventh Realm, each in a different form. Divine Patterns began surging around Lin Xuan as countless Dao arts instantly unfolded within the enormous azure lotus.
"Ahhh..."
The thirteen humanoid beings at the peak of the Eleventh Realm screamed. At that moment, every one of them erupted with their absolute peak power, seeking only the faintest sliver of survival.
Unfortunately, Lin Xuan's power was far too terrifying. As the myriad Dao arts unfolded, even after bringing out their hidden quasi-Saint artifacts, they were completely torn apart in an instant.
At the same realm, Lin Xuan regarded them as if they were nothing.
Buzz!
As the thirteen humanoid beings perished, Lin Xuan's Soul Suppressing Pagoda trembled. His cultivation time finally began soaring. Slaying enemies at the same realm came with no discount whatsoever.
Each humanoid being at the peak