Snap!
A crisp and resonant sound echoed between heaven and earth.
Feeling the redness and swelling on his handsome face, the middle-aged man was completely stunned, his eyes glazed over.
He never imagined he would be proven wrong one day.
Especially since the other party was not someone with higher cultivation or strength than him, but a Peak Immortal King realm cultivator whom he had never given a second glance before.
After regaining consciousness, the middle-aged man stared at the cultivator in front of him, like a lion king who exudes authority without anger.
This caused the cultivator in front to tremble slightly, but after a moment's thought, he steadied himself and uttered a voice full of anger.
"Tch! You still think you're the same imposing figure you were before? You've lost all your cultivation and become nothing more than a mortal. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
"Besides, I've already slapped you once. Since I've offended you anyway, I might as well slap you a few more times and have some fun."
The middle-aged man only then realized his predicament.
He had just opened his mouth when he said, "Stop..."
Snap!
The cultivator didn't care about any of that and just slapped him hard across the face.
If you look closely, you can see that the middle-aged man's cheekbone was shattered.
He was then slapped several more times, and his once handsome face was now unrecognizable, resembling a pig's head.
But the cultivator felt that beating him like this was not satisfying at all. He turned to look at Su Tanmeng, whose beauty was unparalleled and whose face could topple empires, and respectfully cupped his hands, saying, " Immortal Emperor, may I beat him even harder?"
"Do as you please, even if you kill him, it's fine." Su Tanmeng said indifferently, her eyes filled with indifference, as if the middle-aged man was not a Immortal Emperor at the Path's End Realm.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man realized he was doomed, and thus began to make sounds that had been altered due to the beating.
"You lowly fox, you'll soon regret this."
Bang!
The monk turned and delivered a heavy kick to the middle-aged man's groin.
"Who gives you the right to speak here?"
The middle-aged man's eyes were bloodshot, his pupils were constricted sharply, and his mouth was agape, as if he were in excruciating pain.
Painful screams continued to erupt, which greatly pleased the cultivators who were delivering the fatal blows.
Time passed slowly, and after about ten minutes of frequent beatings, the middle-aged man was finally beaten to death.
The sight of a Immortal Emperor at the seventh Path's End Realm dying so ignominiously and pathetically sent chills down the spines of all the cultivators who witnessed it.
Whoosh!
The cultivator in front of the middle-aged man's corpse was teleported back to his original position.
Su Tanmeng silently recited the incantation, and saw a golden, divine light first appear on a point on the middle-aged man's body, and then continuously spread to his entire body.
In the end, the golden light devoured the middle-aged man's body and soul.
Upon closer inspection, the cultivators discovered a mysterious iron pestle that exuded an ominous aura and shone with a dark light within its black surface.
Although its specific purpose is unclear, it was certainly the reason why the Immortal Emperor of the End of the Path's End Realm was unable to use his immortal power and was reduced to a mortal.
Whoosh!
The radiant and graceful Su Tanmeng disappeared into the sky.
They reappeared in front of Xiao Yao, Dongfang Xuetong, and Long Xiaoxiao.
Her large, watery eyes glanced at Xiao Yao, who was meditating, and she could tell at a glance that Xiao Yao's body was weak.
Clearly, this improvement in cultivation level is not enough to stabilize one's foundation.
Then, with her delicate hand, she grasped the Seal Pulse Icy Light Pestle, and a dark golden light burst forth from its tip, flowing into Xiao Yao's body.
Suddenly, the fragile foundation began to solidify.
Dongfang Xuetong and Long Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up when they saw this.
Long Xiaoxiao asked directly, " Sister Susu, why does this thing stabilize my foundation?"
"It couldn't do it on its own, but didn't it just absorb that Immortal Emperor at the Path's End Realm? That's how it gained this effect," Su Tanmeng explained.
At the same time, Xiao Yao heard the system's crisp, gentle notification sound.
[Ding! Reporting to the host, this Seal Pulse Icy Light Pestle does indeed have the effect of consolidating the foundation, but the conversion rate is very low, making it completely not worthwhile to do so.]
"I understand!" Xiao Yao thought to himself.
He had actually guessed it already, but he just had the system confirm it.
As an assassination weapon, the Seal Pulse Icy Light Pestle is definitely more offensive than supportive.
The second wife did this purely because she cared about him a lot, completely disregarding the enormous losses involved.
Therefore, he was especially happy and wanted to complete the breakthrough as soon as possible. He got up and hugged Su Tanmeng tightly.
Half an hour later.
Xiao Yao's cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth Immortal King Titan Realm, just one step away from the first level of the Immortal Emperor Realm, the Word Falling Realm.
Instead of rushing into the final sprint, he adjusted his state while continuously gathering the rising energy within his body.
"It seems this young man intends to break through to the Word Falling Realm."
"Not only did he advance three minor realms in a row, but he also managed to break through to the Word Falling Realm. Are the pills awarded by Immortal Emperor really that powerful?"
" Among Immortal Emperor Tier pills, there are weak ones, and naturally there are strong ones."
"Furthermore, judging from the previous situation, this pill forcibly boosts cultivation without stabilizing the foundation, so it's not considered very strong."
"More than anything, I'm curious about what kind of title this young man will give himself after his cultivation advances to the Word Falling Realm?"
A quarter of an hour passed.
Xiao Yao believed he was fully prepared!
Without further hesitation, he channeled all his immortal power, releasing the ever-accumulating aura, and began his final sprint.
In an instant, the bottleneck of advancing to the first stage of the Immortal Emperor Realm, the Word Falling Realm, was broken.
His cultivation level instantly reached the first level of the Word Falling Realm.
But this was not the end. The rising aura surged unstoppably to the peak of the first level of the Word Falling Realm before finally subsiding.
Next, it is necessary to adjust the internal condition and repair the damage caused by the breakthrough in cultivation.
Half an hour later.
Xiao Yao has completely stabilized his cultivation.
At the same time, the power of the Immortal Emperor at the Path's End Realm absorbed by the Seal Pulse Icy Light Pestle was completely exhausted.
Upon sensing this, Su Tanmeng immediately wondered if Xiao Yao's foundation was still solid.
But after taking a closer look, she found that Xiao Yao's foundation was completely solid, and a bright, childlike smile appeared on his beautiful face.
Whoosh!
Xiao Yao stood up, used his immortal power to wipe the dust off his pants, and looked clearly at his Second Master who had been watching him.
Using Immortal Emperor Tier detection technique, he learned that Su Tanmeng currently possessed the fifth Word Falling Realm cultivation.
A wave of mythical rewards has made him the strongest of the three masters currently by his side.
Xiao Yao strode forward, gently embraced Su Tanmeng, and called out, " Second Master!"
"My husband!" Su Tanmeng cried out emotionally.
At this moment, all the surrounding cultivators were completely dumbfounded.
Some cultivators even asked in confusion, "Husband? Isn't that her disciple?"
The cultivators, having figured it out, looked on with envy.
"Tsk tsk tsk! He married his own master, and such a beautiful woman at that! I'm so envious!"
"No wonder he conceded defeat earlier! He was giving the reward to his wife. That makes sense now!"
"Wait, why are their faces getting closer and closer? Could it be...?"
Before they could finish speaking, the cultivators saw Xiao Yao and Su Tanmeng kissing.
Their affectionate and loving display made all the cultivators feel like they were being force-fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).
Not far away.
A female cultivator at the Immortal Emperor Realm, dressed in a sky-blue top and a pale purple strapless ancient skirt, drew closer, muttering to herself.
"How could the cultivator I finally managed to control suddenly die?"
PS: Two chapters completed for today!