Lord Wang's Hatred Meter Explodes

There are monsters, demons, and immortals; humans and ghosts alike are all showing off. Killing intent, like mist and sharp points, lingers in the void, creating a rather unpleasant atmosphere. Small spaceships are densely packed here, filling this outer space.

To fight an entire era single-handedly and annihilate all the beings emerging from behind the Great Curtain? How could that be possible? Wang Xuan didn't want to be that crazy. It would be best for him to remain detached and watch others fight, observing the rise and fall of events.

He avoids physical violence if possible, and simply takes the benefits directly; risking his life is a last resort.

Besides, if so many people were to hunt down one person together, who could possibly break through alone? There are plenty of creatures here that break through the barriers, and they may even be carrying rare treasures or the true blood of peerless experts.

"I can single-handedly sweep away three thousand enemies? I still need to improve my skills."

Although he didn't want to rush in recklessly and charge into the enemy's camp alone, his inner spirit couldn't be weak, and his belief remained... ridiculously strong.

Wang Xuan left the small spaceship and looked ahead. This was outer space. If an ordinary person were to walk out like this, the pressure difference between the inside and outside of their body would be enormous, and they would definitely bleed profusely, suffer various injuries, and then be frozen by the extreme cold.

Ahead, a dense crowd of people looked over. They were all powerful Supernatural Practitioner, some of whom were originally famous immortals and demons, now crossing over to a new realm with "low-profile" abilities.

What does it mean to have a commanding presence? Wang Xuan was facing so many powerful figures all by himself, and everyone was waiting for him. That's probably what they mean by being the center of attention.

Everyone was "expecting" him to appear. No matter how you looked at it, he was surrounded by a "divine halo," though it could also be a very negative halo.

"Who are you?" a tall young man with a full beard asked, his eyes unfriendly, finding it particularly annoying that he was standing there putting on airs!

"What a waste of your time. I thought the real person had arrived." A woman with a voluptuous figure, wearing partial armor and revealing her slender waist, waved her hand impatiently, telling Wang Xuan not to block her way.

"My name is Wu Chengsheng," Wang Xuan said, greeting everyone.

Now he is clad in heavy armor, tall and strong, his face completely changed, resembling a valiant ancient general, wielding a long, black sword.

Knowing he would be besieged, he naturally made preparations. He couldn't afford to become the target of everyone's attacks the moment he appeared, so he was now Wu Chengsheng.

During his New Star years, he obtained a large number of scriptures from various families' secret treasuries, especially from Old Zhong's study, and he knew far too many secret arts.

Now, he has reversed his physical form, and most importantly, he has used the primordial mystery technique in the Golden Bamboo Slip to construct a virtual primordial spirit, and his spiritual aura is completely different.

Of course, this also referenced the Primordial Spirit Coffin Method in Old Zhong's study, which concealed the originally extremely powerful Spirit Imprint and hibernated deep within the virtual spiritual body.

"Only at the sixth level, yet you dare to come here? Get out of the way and don't block the way!" someone shouted, clearly disliking him.

In outer space, any so-called "speaking" is actually a form of Mental Communication.

"I thought the big shot Wang Xuan had arrived. I've been waiting for a long time. As expected of a giant who left his mark on the New Covenant, he still hasn't shown up." A young man with red hair spoke in a sarcastic tone, holding a nine-story pagoda in his hands, which was filled with a hazy light and Super Material aura. He was indeed very strong, as he had actually "broken the board"!

Ancient True Immortal Wang Xuan became alert. The people who came this time were a bit outrageous. Each one of them was very strong and had a great background. They were probably not few and far between.

"If he actually shows up, I'll beat the crap out of him!" said a scarred man, holding a white bone banner that swirled with malevolent energy, making him look extremely ferocious.

"Vulgar!" A female superhuman exclaimed in disgust at him, saying such a thing in public.

Indeed, many people in the neighborhood disliked him. As a descendant of immortals and demons, he spoke very rudely, almost like a crude savage.

Wang Xuan's face almost turned dark. What did he do to deserve this? To insult someone like that, he'll never forget this person and he'll definitely beat him to death!

At this moment, Chen Yongjie, hiding in the crowd, had also "changed his appearance" and was laughing unkindly. He knew that this was Wang Xuan in his true form, and it was rare to see the Ancestor Wang suffer a setback but could only stare helplessly.

"A mere mortal being who was born in the right era by chance and picked up the God Slaying Banner, what right does he have to leave his name on the golden scroll? His cultivation is so low, he hasn't even reached the Carefree Journey, yet he's allowed to leave his name on the New Covenant, it's truly shameful!"

A purple-haired woman spoke up. She had a good figure, was shrouded in ethereal mist, and had celestial ropes wrapped around her arms. Her face was quite pretty, but her expression was cold now, and she was extremely resentful that Wang Xuan was able to draft New Covenant.

In fact, this is also the reason why most people are dissatisfied. Aren't they all beings who have achieved a state of Carefree Journey behind the Great Curtain?

Many people here possess the Dao Fruit of Earth Immortal level, yet they must abide by a new covenant drafted by a minor human cultivator whom they must look down upon.

"If he dares to show up, I'll kill him the moment he appears!" a White-haired Man said. He wasn't old at all; he was quite young, just with that hair color. He waved a painted fan in his hand, which displayed a magnificent Map of Mountains and Rivers.

Another creature at the Broken Plate level made Wang Xuan grit his teeth and be on guard. No matter what, these men and women who spoke deserved to be slashed.

"Heh, I'd like to know, after 'Big Shot Wang Xuan' is killed, will his name still need to be kept on the golden scroll? Let's see who's embarrassed and why he should be the one to sign his name!" A seemingly refined man in a blue robe spoke up, but his words lacked composure, as he prepared to watch the spectacle after Wang Xuan was hunted down.

Many people have this thought: if Wang Xuan is killed and the number of participants in the New Covenant decreases, that would be interesting. Some people even harbor ill will towards the new covenant.

Not far away, the Blood God Ape, with three heads and six arms and a body covered in red fur, each of its three heads bearing Dao Divine Ring, grinned but said nothing.

Qi Chengdao and Ming Xi stood side by side, both exuding an otherworldly aura. The man was dressed in spotless white robes, while the woman wore a long dress that radiated an ethereal beauty, both radiant and captivating.

Behind the two, Qi Chengdao's maid spoke up, "It seems that many people want to kill him. Young Master, if you want to suppress him and take away the God Slaying Banner, you may face a lot of obstacles."

"Come here for a moment, let me take a look." At this moment, a handsome young man smiled and beckoned to Wang Xuan. He looked somewhat thin and frail.

However, many people's expressions changed as they recognized him as the famous fourth-generation core figure of the demonic cultivators. If things had continued on the normal path, he would have been the future Demon Lord!

Originally, Wang Xuan had already blended in with the crowd, but now he was on high alert. Was there a possibility that he had been exposed? This young man was far too perceptive!

Mo Si had only a slight suspicion because he also practiced the Primordial Spirit Coffin Method, and Wang Xuan's reference to this technique made him feel something was amiss.

"Have they arrived?" someone among the descendants of the Transcendent Immortals whispered. A small spaceship appeared in the distance; no one stepped out, but it sent out a signal.

All the Small Vessel in this area received the message, and Wang Xuan's image appeared on the screen.

"A crowd of wolves welcoming their king? You're too kind. No need for that. Disperse and focus on exploring the wonders of creation in the divine garden."

Wang Xuan stood in the spaceship, his eyes and brows shining, radiating confidence and exuding an air of command.

This was naturally Qing Mu in disguise; he didn't come over but remained suspended in the distant sky.

Many people's faces turned cold. They were already hostile, and now that they saw him like this, they became even more unfriendly. Did he really think he was "Lord Wang"?

"In a moment, you won't even know how you died, and you still dare to act all high and mighty? We'll smash your brains out!" someone coldly transmitted.

At that moment, someone launched a small spaceship, intending to rush over directly.

Wang Xuan's true form sighed inwardly. It seemed he could no longer remain detached from worldly affairs. In that case, he would simply follow the script he had left behind.

"Wang Xuan, who gave you the courage to speak like that? Come here, I'll kill you with one hand!" Even the Blood God Ape spoke up. As the illegitimate son of the Demon Saint, he was always domineering, and his terrifying power was invincible.

On the big screen, Wang Xuan, played by Qing Mu, said coldly, "Are you trying to force me to abdicate? Many people want to target me? As you wish, whatever you want me to become, I will become!"

At this moment, he exuded confidence, grinned, and said, "So what if I take on the whole world by myself?!"

These words stunned many people. They really didn't expect him to be so arrogant and overconfident!

Here, who dares to say that they can fight against all the heroes alone?

"Ha, 'Big Shot Wang Xuan,' you're really crazy to say such a thing!" The purple-haired woman spoke, the magic rope on her lotus arm glowing, her eyes and brows filled with mockery, as if she thought he was cutting off his own way out.

"This kind of person is reckless and impractical. He dares to offend everyone. Does he deserve to have his name recorded on the golden scroll? He deserves to die. Kill him!" Someone, relying on his status, did not make a move himself, but ordered the people around him to take action and eliminate Wang Xuan.

"As you wish, what harm is there in me sweeping away three thousand enemies today?!" Wang Xuan, who was actually Qing Mu, stood behind the big screen with his hands behind his back, looking down at everyone.

As some small spaceships started up and rushed out, on the opposite side, Wang Xuan, who was actually Qing Mu, also swung his right hand down forcefully, his voice deep and powerful, and said, "Kill!"

On the far side of the moon, a massive warship emerges, its enormous form resembling a continent floating there, cold and awe-inspiring.

Boom!

A terrifying beam of light shot out, firing directly and instantly blasting apart some of the small spaceships outside the nine hazy gates. In particular, those ship shadows that had just rushed out were all shattered, with flames shooting into the sky.

Without a doubt, some fairies, some descendants of demon gods, and some extraordinary masters could not withstand this power, and their physical bodies shattered.

Of course, there are also people with exceptionally keen senses who can sense something in advance, rush to a distance, and quickly escape from danger.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, as if they had been targeted by the Grim Reaper. In an instant, they all rushed toward the nine ancient portals standing in the void.

A terrifying explosion occurred here, with the flesh and blood of immortals and demons bursting open, elephant legs flying off, and the heads of beautiful women falling to the ground—it was extremely gruesome.

"You're... breaking the Rules! There should only be battles between extraordinary beings between us!" Someone was furious and fled quickly, looking utterly disheveled.

Wang Xuan's eyelids twitched. He thought to himself, "Although it's following the script, Qing Mu, be careful. Your master is in the crowd. Don't let him get killed!"

"You have your swords, and I have my warships. In this mortal realm, you are not in charge. This is one of my Secret Treasures!" Wang Xuan, who was transformed from Qing Mu, spoke calmly.

In the void, blood mist filled the air, and severed limbs floated. Wang Xuan, transformed from Qing Mu, stood in front of the large screen, his aura as powerful as a tiger, looking down at everyone.

At this moment, his eyes were deep and unfathomable, truly resembling a Great Demon King, utterly indifferent, as he said, "As you wished, you have forced me into the way you wanted me to be. I, the Ancestor Wang, can take on the whole world by myself without any problem!"

I'll move on to writing the second chapter now. It's mid-month, so if any of you readers have monthly tickets, please cast them.