Today's Wind Is Rather Noisy~

The Heavenly Dao was everywhere, taking on ten thousand forms.

It could be an inconspicuous stone by the roadside, a single unremarkable drop of fresh water in the sea, or even a hoe swinging through the fields of the countryside...

But most likely, it would be like this—transforming into a small, smooth-furred, gluttonous cat that circled Chen Yi, constantly licking its lips and meowing.

It had to be said, Heavenly Dao cute creatures were truly hard to refuse.

"Cute" was a common adjective, yet the Heavenly Dao was cuteness itself!

Even Chen Yi's Dao Heart, tempered through a thousand hammers and a hundred refinements, had been melted by its adorableness.

You actually resorted to such a despicable method? Haki Heavenly Dao, you bastard...

When the Heavenly Dao acted cute, no one could withstand it.

Thus, when the Immortal Body clone carrying out the mission returned, Chen Yi's True Body immediately stuffed the Flying Star Heavenly Dao's core source, which had already been refined once, directly into the Ziwei Heavenly Dao's mouth.

"Meoww~"

The Heavenly Dao gluttonous cat let out a satisfied moan, patted its belly with its tiny pink paws, then flopped onto the ground and went straight to sleep.

There was no helping it. Its core driving source was simply too cumbersome and burdensome; it could not govern heaven and earth while simultaneously loading the Flying Star Heavenly Dao's core driving source for self-optimization.

Simply put, the Ziwei Heavenly Dao needed to shut down for a system upgrade.

So the question was: with the Heavenly Dao main program offline, would the world host crash along with it?

Logically speaking, that was the inevitable result!

Yet the Ziwei Heavenly Dao was not worried in the slightest and continued sleeping peacefully.

Chen Yi said nothing, merely dispatching Immortal Body clones.

Though he did not possess the Heavenly Dao's ability to freely control the laws of heaven and earth, he still had quite a bit of brute strength!

One Immortal Body clone pushed the sun, while another chased the moon...

One Immortal Body clone suppressed the four seas, while another pressed down the eight wildernesses...

The remaining clones sat at the center alongside the True Body, suppressing the turbulent foundational laws so that heaven and earth could operate normally even without the Heavenly Dao's control.

It had to be said, maintaining the operation of a world was far more troublesome than directly refining one.

But there was no helping it. He could only shoulder the mess his own Heavenly Dao had left behind.

At the same time.

As the Heavenly Dao aura concealed itself and Tribulation Master Venerable emerged to overshadow the entire realm, the cultivators of the Ziwei Continent could not help but feel uneasy.

Within an ancient great hall, dozens of Great Cultivators had gathered. The lowest among them were at the Late Integration stage; those newly entering the Integration stage, or even in its middle stage, were not qualified to join this gathering.

That was right. These were the old monsters who had suppressed their cultivation for tens of thousands of years and dared not break through. Some were ancestors of great sects, some were Alien Race Emperors, and a very few were ancient monsters who had barely survived from the Ascension Era.

Every one of them had been a peerless prodigy renowned throughout the world in their youth!

Though the Ziwei Continent had been downgraded, a starved camel was still larger than a horse. It remained brimming with talent.

"Today's wind is rather noisy..."

An ancestor of a great sect raised his teacup, took a light sip, and spoke in a rather indifferent tone.

"I just don't understand it. Wasn't that kid so close with the Heavenly Dao that they wore the same pair of pants? Why did he suddenly stir up such a commotion today... Could it be that he plans to remove the Heavenly Dao and take its place himself?"

The White Tiger Emperor, who had lived for eight thousand years yet remained brimming with vitality, looked utterly bewildered.

"Who knows? Perhaps his eighty-first Immortal Ascension Tribulation gave him some insights? You all know him—he always comes up with tricks that leave people scratching their heads..."

A Grand Elder from an ancient holy land shrugged.

"But speaking of which, that guy really is a freak. A few days ago, I went beyond the realm to look for artifact-refining materials. Guess what I saw?"

An old man with his upper body bare, displaying explosive muscles across his back, suddenly spoke in a mysterious tone.

"Tell us!"

"I also sensed a huge disturbance beyond the realm, but I truly have no idea what happened!"

"Quit keeping us in suspense, or I'll drag you out for a duel later!"

The group of old monsters immediately became interested.

They usually loved gossiping about that kid when they had nothing to do, but lately he had inexplicably been a little too well-behaved. They were nearly out of material to talk about and desperately needed some fresh news to spice up their dull, tedious lives.

The muscular old man curled his mouth and said succinctly, "That kid dispatched two clones and wiped out the Outer Realm Demon Race's lair!"

"..."

After a brief silence, a heated uproar erupted.

"You're full of shit! I admit that kid's clones are quite something, but how many times has he swept through the Demonic Eryi lair? When has he ever used fewer than ten clones? You think two would be enough?"

"Hiss~ He seems to be messing with us?"

"Damn it, you dare mess with me? Get out here and duel!"

The Black Dragon King, the most hot-tempered among them, immediately moved to attack him.

Yet the muscular old man merely gave a disdainful smile. He raised a hand and slapped away the Black Dragon King's claw, retreated to the back of the hall, and looked down upon the entire gathering with the air of a lone sober man amid a drunken crowd.

"Heh heh, you bunch of blockheads. Haven't you noticed that kid is becoming more and more monstrous?"

"I can tell you that everything I saw truly happened. I even secretly approached Eryi's lair for a look—there wasn't a single demon left inside!"

"Especially two days ago. I had just found the materials and returned from deep space when I happened to see him come back with a lump of rotten flesh skewered on his spear!"

"If nothing unexpected happened, that should have been the mother body of the Demonic Eryi!"

"I dare say those two clones of his were definitely no ordinary clones. Their auras were incomparably ethereal, and they even charged directly into the depths of the cosmic void that devoured spiritual essence. So I suspect that after failing his eighty-first Tribulation Transcendence, he found another way to become immortal!"

"Brothers, any thoughts? How about we go over there and gang up on him, force him to reveal his insights? I'm not bragging—if I throw one punch, he'll have to kneel!"

"Hisssss~~~"

The moment his words fell, everyone present suddenly sucked in a cold breath. Their eyes widened like bronze bells, and with trembling hands, they lifted their teacups and lowered their heads in unison to drink tea.

The Black Dragon King in particular, who had just been clamoring for a duel, moved with astonishing speed. He slipped back into his seat like a loach, lowered his head to inspect his claws, and thought, Hiss... these claws sure are claws.

"Hey, no, we're just gossiping about him here. He can't hear us. Do you really need to be this scared?!"

The muscular old man looked astonished. Didn't these old fellows usually brag louder than the next?

Why were every last one of them behaving so seriously today?

What, was that kid here or something?

Heh, don't be ridiculous. This ancient great hall had been left behind from when the Ziwei Continent had still been a Pseudo-Immortal Realm. It contained fragments of immortal Dao restrictions. Even that kid would need to knock before entering!

Did any of you hear a knock?

At any rate, this old man certainly had not!

No!

The old man, whose overdeveloped muscles had apparently left a screw loose in his brain, felt his heart suddenly jump. At last, he came to his senses.

In this world, who could make this group of old monsters—who had long since reached the pinnacle—become so obedient and well-behaved?

That was right!

Who else could it be but him?!

Damn it!

I only just said it—how did I forget again? That kid had become more and more monstrous after failing his eighty-first Immortal Ascension Tribulation!

Wasn't it perfectly reasonable for him to enter without knocking?!

Unfortunately, by the time he figured it out, it was a little too late. All he could do was let it go.

Because a calm voice had already drifted eerily from the doorway.

"Supreme Artifact Sect Master, it has been a long time. Did I just hear you say that with one punch, I would have to kneel?"