Current AFK Points Balance: 117,500,000 Points!
Inside the elegant seating area on the high platform.
The Rakshasa Ghost King, who had been staring intently at the animal skin contract, trembled violently upon hearing the words "Taiyin Black Iron Vein".
"My mine... my six million Ghost Coins..."
The Rakshasa Ghost King's lips trembled, and his cheeks turned a deep liver color.
The Taiyin Black Iron is the lifeblood of the entire Rakshasa City. Without this mine, Rakshasa City will be reduced to a third-rate power in less than ten years!
He bet everything on Nangong Tian, hoping to take the opportunity to annex Dark Moon City, but his plan backfired, and he lost everything!
"Chen Changqing... Dark Moon, you old hag... I will never let you get away with this..."
The Rakshasa Ghost King let out a wheezing sound like a broken bellows, unable to expel the pent-up anger in his chest.
Puff--!
The next moment, the Rakshasa Ghost King tilted his head back and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, staining the table in front of him crimson. His eyes rolled back, and he fell straight down from the chair, instantly losing consciousness in the pool of blood.
"Ghost King!"
"Quick! Quickly, bring me the life-saving elixir!"
The elders accompanying Rakshasa City were terrified and rushed forward in a panic, pinching his philtrum and pouring out pills, turning the entire stands into complete chaos.
Seeing the chaos in Rakshasa City, the First Ghost General led the way, slapping his thigh and laughing heartily. The people of Dark Moon City laughed even harder, feeling a sense of comfort emanating from every pore of their bodies.
The farce lasted for a moment before the Rakshasa Ghost King was carried off the stands by his men.
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked to Chen Changqing, the mockery on his face instantly turning into a bright smile.
With a wave of her slender hand, the animal hide contract for the Taiyin Black Iron Vein, along with ten top-grade Storage Rings filled to the brim, floated steadily in front of Chen Changqing.
"Guest Elder Chen, if it weren't for your heroic efforts in turning the tide of this competition, my Dark Moon City would not only have failed to win this immense wealth, but we might not even have been able to maintain our foothold."
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord spoke in a gentle tone, full of sincerity.
"I, the city lord, have always been fair in rewarding and punishing. This newly acquired Taiyin Black Iron Vein, along with this hundred million top-grade Ghost Coins, can be considered my congratulatory gift for your victory. Please accept it."
One hundred million top-grade Ghost Coins, plus a large-scale Black Iron!
Upon hearing this gesture, the Cultivators from various cities who had not yet dispersed all turned red in the eyes and their breathing became rapid, like bellows.
This wealth is enough to cultivate more than a dozen Heavenly Monarch Realm experts!
Chen Changqing raised an eyebrow, and without any formalities, he rolled up his sleeves and directly put the ten Storage Rings and the animal hide contract into his Heaven-Stepping Ring.
The pure energy contained within the top-grade Ghost Coins can be used to feed the system, transforming it into tangible Cultivation Resources; as for the iron mine, it can be handed over to Dark Moon City for management, and the owner can simply collect dividends annually.
"Thank you for your generous gift, City Lord."
Chen Changqing cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.
Just then, two figures strode over from the side stands.
It was the Qingming City and the Cold Crow City who had bet five million Ghost Coins on Chen Changqing in the first round.
The two were glowing with health, and their steps were almost unsteady.
With odds of 1 to 3, plus the subsequent bet from the Dark Moon Ghost Lord, they each made a net profit of over 20 million top-grade Ghost Coins, making up for all the losses they had accumulated over the past few hundred years.
When they were three zhang away from Chen Changqing, these two usually aloof Heavenly Monarch -level city lords stopped at the same time, bowed respectfully, and performed a junior's salute.
"Zhao Wuji, Qingming City (Lin Xiao, Cold Crow City), pays respects to Senior Chen!"
"Your swordsmanship is divine, dominating the present generation. Today's battle has truly broadened our horizons!"
In the realm of spiritual practice, those who have attained enlightenment come first.
Although Chen Changqing appears to be Late True Lord Stage, the combat power he just displayed could crush even Half-Step Tribulation Immortal head-on, and he is protected by a peerless sword immortal who is suspected to be above the fourth tribulation level.
In the eyes of these two city lords, Chen Changqing's status had long surpassed theirs, and they felt no guilt in addressing him as a senior.
"There's no need for such formalities, Your Excellencies."
Chen Changqing nodded calmly.
Upon seeing Chen Changqing's response, the two Qingming City were flattered and hurriedly took out two purple jade boxes that they had prepared in advance from their pockets and presented them with both hands. Inside were Nine Netherworlds treasures from the Nine Netherworlds that were ten thousand years old.
Just as they were exchanging pleasantries, a deep, piercing sound suddenly came from high above.
The Black Armor Ghost Immortal floated down from the main ceremonial platform and stopped ten feet in front of Chen Changqing.
He glanced at the smiling Dark Moon Ghost Lord, then at the calm Chen Changqing, and coldly flicked his sleeve.
A dense burst of Golden Light flew out, transforming in mid-air into a palm-sized pure gold Token engraved with patterns of the Yama Palace, and a bottle of Nine Netherworlds Yellow Springs Water exuding a rich Immortal Spiritual Qi.
"This is the routine reward for the Champion of the Outer Domain Realms Grand Competition: a bottle of Ten-Thousand-Year Yellow Springs Origin, plus a Central Domain Passage Gold Token."
The Black Armor Ghost Immortal finished his businesslike instructions in a low voice, took a deep breath, and added in a low voice.
"With this golden token, you may travel to the Central Domain of the Nine Netherworlds for cultivation at any time after three days via the Heavenly Gate Interdimensional Teleportation Array."
"However, I must remind you, the Central Domain is not as remote as the Outer Domain. The Nangong Aristocratic Clan has been established in the Central Domain for 100,000 years, and there is more than one Tribulation Immortal within the family. You should be careful."
Having said that, the Black Armor Ghost Immortal didn't linger any longer, turned around and transformed into a streak of black light, disappearing directly into the sky.
Chen Changqing reached out and took the heavy golden token, his fingertips tracing the patterns of the Senluo Palace on Token surface.
The Nine Netherworlds Central Domain.
Of the nine Inheritance Tokens left behind by the Heaven-Stepping Immortal Emperor, one has been lost in the depths of the Nine Netherworlds. It was not sensed in the Minor World before, so it is most likely in the core area of the Central Domain.
With the departure of the Black Armor Ghost Immortal, this dramatic and suspenseful Outer Domain competition has come to a complete end.
Tens of thousands of Ghost Cultivators in the square rose and dispersed, discussing the astonishing events that had taken place on the Battle Platform that day.
Without a doubt, within half a day, the name of Chen Changqing True Lord of the Yang Realm, will sweep across the entire Thirteen Cities of the Outer Domain like a hurricane.
After mobilizing his troops, the Dark Moon Ghost Lord came to Chen Changqing's side.
"Guest Minister Chen, let's go back to the inn to rest first."
Chen Changqing nodded and was about to leave.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Six powerful, pitch-black beams of light suddenly descended from the direction of the plaza's main gate exit.
Six elderly men, dressed in black and gold law enforcement robes with the Nangong Family crest embroidered on their chests, stood with grim faces, blocking the only way through the square, each wielding a top-grade Ghost Artifact, a long halberd.
These six individuals were all at the Late Heavenly Monarch Stage level and were the iron-blooded law enforcers stationed year-round by the Nangong Aristocratic Clan on the outskirts of the Heavenly Gate.
The leading old man with a hooked nose stared intently at Chen Changqing, who was surrounded by the crowd, his cheeks clenched so tightly they pounded, his voice hoarse like that of a night owl.
"You little rascal surnamed Chen!"
"Today, within the territory of Heavenly Gate, you are protected by the ironclad rules of the Grand Competition; you're lucky to be alive!"
"But you killed the young master of my Nangong Family and injured the Dharma Body of the Grand Elder. This blood debt will never be forgiven by the Nangong Aristocratic Clan of the Central Domain!"
The old man with the hooked nose raised his long halberd, the tip pointing directly at Chen Changqing's nose, each word dripping with blood.
"You might have the life to take that Central Domain Passage Token, but you might not have the life to use it!"
"If you dare to set foot even half a step into the Nine Netherworlds Central Domain, my Nangong Aristocratic Clan will spare no effort to extract your soul and refine your spirit, ensuring you die without a burial place!"
A chilling killing intent permeated the exit of the plaza, causing Cultivators from various cities passing by to flee in terror, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord's face darkened, and she was about to step forward to make a move when Chen Changqing raised his hand to stop her.
Chen Changqing stopped and looked at the six clamoring old men in front of him, a strange smile appearing on his face.
"If you hadn't brought it up, I would have almost forgotten about it."
Chen Changqing swiped his hand across the Storage Bag at his waist.
Clang!
He casually pulled out an ancient longsword, four feet long, jet black, with images of the eighteen levels of hell engraved on its blade.
It was the very same sword that had just been seized from beside Nangong Tian's corpse—the legendary Immortal Artifact of the Nangong Family, the Natal Yama Ancient Sword!
The moment they saw the ancient Ancient Sword, the six Nangong Family enforcers held their breath, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
"The young master's Yama Emperor Sword?!"
"You audacious madman, hand over my clan's most precious treasure!"
The old man with the hooked nose flew into a rage, his magical Law Power surging as he lunged forward to snatch it.
Chen Changqing didn't even glance at him, casually tossing him aside.
Clang!
The Yama Ancient Sword, High-grade Immortal Artifact revered by the Nangong Aristocratic Clan, was thrown directly onto the hard white jade slab by Chen Changqing, just like a piece of scrap metal.
Immediately afterwards.
Under everyone's stunned gaze, Chen Changqing raised his right foot, unleashing the terrifying physical strength of the Sixth Turn of the "Primordial Nine-Turn Body Refining Art," and stomped heavily on the center of the black sword!
Creak--!
A sickening metallic creak pierced the sky.
The indestructible Yama Ancient Sword, forged from the Nine Netherworlds Divine Iron, was actually stomped down and bent into an exaggerated arc by Chen Changqing's foot!
The ancestral spirit of the Nangong Family remaining inside the sword let out a mournful cry and shattered into a sky full of black mist!
Chen Changqing stepped on the bent imperial sword, raised his head, looked at the six old men opposite him who were trembling with anger, and spoke calmly.
"Go back and tell those old bastards in the Nangong Family to wash their necks and wait."
"I, Chen, will personally carry this broken sword to the Central Domain to reunite your entire clan."
On the white jade slab, the Yama Ancient Sword, bent into the shape of a bow, emitted mournful cries.
The chests of the six law enforcement elders from the Nangong Aristocratic Clan heaved violently, and veins bulged on their foreheads.
That Ancient Sword was not only the natal immortal Immortal Artifact of the young master Nangong Tian, but also represented the prestige of the Nangong Aristocratic Clan in the Central Domain for 100,000 years.
Now, in front of everyone, this priceless treasure has been trampled into scrap metal by a Yang Realm!
"You madman! You're asking for death!"
The old man with the hooked nose let out a shrill roar, his gray hair standing on end.
He completely disregarded the ban on private duels in Heavenly Gate Plaza and suddenly gripped the top-grade Ghost Artifact halberd in his hands.
"Form the Six-Directions Yama Killing Formation! Chop this little beast into mincemeat, then extract his soul and refine his spirit!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The other five law enforcement elders stepped forward simultaneously, forming a hexagonal shape that surrounded Chen Changqing at the core.
All six were veteran powerhouses who had been immersed in the Late Heavenly Monarch Stage for thousands of years. At this moment, they attacked in anger, unleashing the pure Yama Laws within their bodies without reservation.
The six black and gold halberds simultaneously emitted a blinding eerie light, intertwining in mid-air to form a black demonic prison a hundred feet high.
A chilling, oppressive atmosphere instantly drained the air from the plaza's exit.
The Ghost Cultivators from various cities who hadn't yet gone far were terrified and scrambled back a hundred feet away.
"It's over! The Nangong Family's enforcement team has completely gone mad; they've actually activated a killing formation right in front of the Heavenly Gate!"
"These six have fought side by side for years, their teamwork is impeccable. Even against Half-Step Tribulation Immortal, they can fight for hundreds of rounds. That brat from the Yang Realm has already used up one of his sword talismans, he's probably in trouble now!"
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord, her pretty face filled with murderous intent, her body surging with purple qi, was about to lead the First Ghost General into the formation to assist in the battle.
"All of you, step back."
Chen Changqing's calm voice came from the center of the Black Gold Demon Prison.
His right foot, which was planted on the Yama Ancient Sword, did not move an inch, allowing the six black-gold halberds that tore through the void to simultaneously pierce his vital points from six tricky angles.
The black halberd flashed through the air, accompanied by a piercing shriek.
Faced with a combined attack powerful enough to tear even Late Heavenly Monarch Stage to shreds, Chen Changqing didn't even bother to touch the Immortal Execution Sword at his waist.
The "Primordial Nine-Turn Body Refining Art" quietly circulated within his body, Qi and Blood of his Sixth Turn Quasi-Immortal Artifact body surged, with a faint dark Golden Light appearing on the surface of his skin.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Six rapid, metallic clangs rang out simultaneously.
Chen Changqing formed claws with both hands, striking first despite being behind, and in the blink of an eye, he reached out six times in succession, accurately grabbing the blades of the two foremost halberds, while simultaneously using his shoulders and back to withstand the other four heavy blows!
Sparks flew everywhere!
The four top-grade Ghost Artifact halberds, powerful enough to pierce through mountains ten thousand feet high, struck Chen Changqing's white robe, yet they couldn't even scratch his skin. Instead, the halberd shafts, unable to withstand the terrifying recoil, bent into a twisted shape on the spot!
"What?! Catching a top-grade Ghost Artifact with bare hands?!"
The old man with the hooked nose had his tiger's mouth split open, blood flowing freely, and he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were about to burst.
He tried his best to pull back the halberd, but Chen Changqing's seemingly slender hand remained as steady as a mountain. No matter how he activated the Heavenly Monarch Laws, the halberd did not budge.
"Late Heavenly Monarch Stage? Too weak."
Chen Changqing shook his head and suddenly twisted his hands together with great force.
Click!
The two top-grade Ghost Artifact halberds, forged from Ten-Thousand-Year Yin Iron, shattered inch by inch in his palm, turning into fragments scattered all over the ground.
Before the hook-nosed old man and the others could react, Chen Changqing took a step forward, his left hand forming a fist, and the Pure Yang Origin gathered at the tip of his fist into a dazzling little sun.
The Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist, First Form: Heavenly Collapse!
Boom--!
The violent, gray-white fist force slammed head-on into the old man's chest.
This renowned Late Heavenly Monarch Stage Enforcement Elder in the Central Domain didn't even have time to utter a single scream before his black and gold enforcement battle robe shattered on the spot, and his entire body exploded into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air!
Chen Changqing's figure did not stop for a moment. He used the Drunken Immortal Moon-Gazing Step to leave afterimages and charged wildly within the Six-Directions Killing Formation.
A punch, a palm strike, and a whip kick!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The dull thuds of flesh exploding continued incessantly, and the crisp sounds of bones and protective Ghost Artifacts shattering sent chills down the spines of the Cultivators outside the plaza.
Just three breaths.
The six arrogant Nangong Family law enforcement elders all followed in the footsteps of the hook-nosed old man, turning into six thick clouds of blood mist at the exit of the square, leaving not even a complete corpse behind!
The six terrified Heavenly Monarch Primordial Spirit fled in panic from the blood mist, but before they had flown more than three zhang, they were forcibly suppressed and devoured by the aura of the Netherworld Jade Talisman and the Heaven-Stepping Ring that flew out from Chen Changqing's chest.
[Ding! Six Late Heavenly Monarch Stage Lord Enforcers of the Nangong Family have been defeated, gaining 18,000,000 AFK Points!]
[Current AFK Points Balance: 117,500,000 points!]
Chen Changqing patted non-existent dust off his palms, bent down to pick up the Yama Ancient Sword that had been bent under his feet, and casually swept it along with the six Storage Rings that had fallen to the ground into his sleeve.
The entire room fell silent.
The Qingming City and the Cold Crow City, who had just raised their Law Treasure to help, froze in mid-air. They looked at each other and saw deep horror on each other's faces.
Without relying on external forces or using any Immortal Swords, he single-handedly blasted six Late Heavenly Monarch Stage to pieces with just his bare hands!
This ferocious physical body is a hundred times more terrifying than the ancient beasts lurking in the depths of the Nine Netherworlds!
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and quickly stepped forward.
"Guest Minister Chen, the Heavenly Gate's patrol guards will be here soon. Let's return to the inn first."
Chen Changqing nodded slightly, stepped over the pieces of flesh scattered on the ground, and headed towards the Dark Moon City's exclusive inn on the west side of Heavenly Gate.
Along the way, whether they were scions of the Aristocratic Clan in the Central Domain or elders from various cities in the Outer Domain, they all huddled against the walls and fled in panic, creating a wide, empty passage through the crowded streets.
Half an hour later, in the backyard of Dark Moon Posthouse, in the highest-grade underground secret room.
Multiple layers of isolation and restrictions were activated, completely blocking any outside spying.
Chen Changqing sat cross-legged on the black jade bed. With a wave of his sleeve, ten Storage Rings filled with top-grade Ghost Coins, plus the spoils he had looted from Nangong Tian, Wang Family brothers, and the six enforcers, piled up into a small mountain in front of him.
"117.5 million AFK Points, plus over 100 million top-tier Ghost Coins..."
Chen Changqing crushed all ten Storage Rings.
Whoosh!
One hundred million top-grade Ghost Coins poured out, instantly filling the entire secret room.
Chen Changqing activated the "Invincible Immortal Ascension Technique" while silently chanting in his mind, "System, absorb all Ghost Coin energy and activate 100x speed-up auto-play!"
Boom!
The mountain of top-grade Ghost Coins instantly transformed into a dense, tangible Taiyin Spiritual Mist, which was then forcibly burned and refined by the Pure Yang True Fire within the nine Purple Mansions, transforming into the purest primordial energy that surged into the limbs and bones.
The remaining AFK Points in my mind were burning at a rate of hundreds of thousands per second.
[AFK leveling at 100x speed...]
[Mastery of the "Invincible Immortal Ascension Technique" greatly increased!]
[The Sixth Turn the "Primordial Nine-Turn Body Refining Art" is now stable, and the strength of the physical body continues to increase!]
[The second phase of the "Myriad Transformations Starry Skies Art is underway...]
Chen Changqing didn't stop. He reached out and grabbed the bottle of the Ten-Thousand-Year Yellow Springs Origin given to him by the Black Armor Ghost Immortal, uncorked it, and drank it all in one gulp.
The icy, bone-chilling source of the Yellow Springs entered his abdomen, transforming into a raging torrent that washed over the Twelve Primordial Spirits within his Sea of Consciousness.
The Nine Great Red-Gold Primordial Spirits and the Three Great Star Primordial Spirits simultaneously shone brightly. Originally, their Divine Sense range was limited to three thousand miles, but under the impetus of this immense primordial force, it broke through the obstacles and extended all the way to five thousand miles!
Immediately afterwards, Chen Changqing took out the bent Yama Ancient Sword, the Nine Netherworlds Heaven-Breaking Spear, and his own Heavenly Thunder Sword and Dragon-Patterned Sky-Splitting Spear at the same time.
"System, initiate Immortal Artifact Fusion!"
Boom!
A dazzling Golden Light shone on the system panel, and an invisible flame of creation rose out of thin air, enveloping all four Immortal Artifacts.
The Yama Ancient Sword and the Nine Netherworlds Heaven-Breaking Spear, whose spirits had been crushed, rapidly melted into two clumps of black-gold divine iron liquid in the weapon fire. After removing the dark impurities inside, they were respectively injected into the main bodies of the Heavenly Thunder Sword and the Dragon-Patterned Sky-Splitting Spear.
Buzz--!
An hour later, the fire in the vessel dissipated.
The Heavenly Thunder Sword, originally a mid-grade Mid-grade Immortal Artifact, grew three inches in length and gained eighteen deep Thunder Yama patterns on its surface, directly advancing to the pinnacle of High-grade Immortal Artifacts!
The Dragon-Patterned Sky-Splitting Spear, High-grade Immortal Artifact that had devoured the Nine Netherworlds Heaven-Breaking Spear, let out a high-pitched Dragon Roar that shook the secret chamber. The dark gold dragon patterns on the spear came to life completely, radiating the terrifying pressure of Top-grade Immortal Artifact!
At the same time, Chen Changqing's internal energy also reached its peak.
Boom!
The nine Purple Mansion trembled simultaneously, the barrier of the Late True Lord Stage shattered, and his cultivation naturally stepped into the Half-Step Heavenly Monarch realm!
Without even using the "Violence Formula," his normal magical Law Power was already comparable to that of Middle Heavenly Monarch Stage. If you also consider his physical body and Top-grade Immortal Artifacts, an ordinary Heavenly Monarch Great Perfection wouldn't last more than three moves against him!
Just as Chen Changqing stabilized his realm, the five Heaven-Stepping Immortal Emperor Inheritance Tokens lying quietly in the Minor World within the Heaven-Stepping Ring suddenly lit up with a faint blood-red light, pointing towards the core of the Nine Netherworlds Central Domain in the north of the Heavenly Gate.
"The sixth Token is indeed in the Central Domain."
Chen Changqing withdrew his Divine Sense and was preparing to remove the restrictions on the secret chamber and leave seclusion.
Clatter
The empty jade bottle Ten-Thousand-Year Yellow Springs Origin, which had fallen into the corner of the stone bed, suddenly rolled to his feet without any wind.
Chen Changqing looked down and saw that a trace of crimson blood had seeped from the bottom of the once smooth and white jade bottle, slowly condensing into a line of glaring small characters:
"Do not enter the teleportation array! Dark Moon has betrayed us!"