Four People

The Stone Fetus Saint Spirit had noticed something was wrong. Every clash sent him flying, while Dao Shi had never shifted a foot except to follow him across the battlefield.

And the bastard was fighting him with one hand!

"How dare you humiliate me, Dao Shi!" the Stone Fetus Saint Spirit roared. He swung the Immortal Sword, unleashed an unparalleled divine art, and charged at Meng Chuan again!

Bang!

Then he flew back even faster...

It was enough to make Quasi-Emperors weep and his friends drink themselves senseless deep into the night.

"That Stone Fetus Saint Spirit is no match for Meng Chuan. The gap is enormous. Meng Chuan has been toying with him from the start." Jiang Daoran shook his head in disbelief. Weren't Great Perfection Saint Spirits supposed to rival Ancient Great Emperors?

A Saint Spirit might ultimately lose to a Great Emperor, but surely not get beaten like this?

"No wonder Meng Chuan acted so strangely when the Saint Spirit emerged. Every word he said dripped with disdain." Qingyue looked thoughtful. She thought she understood what Meng Chuan had been thinking.

"Hmph!" Ji Lianxing sneered. "Look through all of ancient history. How many Great Perfection Saint Spirits never brought chaos? Killing him is for the best!"

"Do you have anything left?" Meng Chuan asked the Stone Fetus Saint Spirit calmly. "I became an emperor in this lifetime, and it isn't often I meet someone with the combat power of a Great Emperor. Use whatever you have left. Let me see whether you have what it takes to survive."

The Stone Fetus Saint Spirit's eyes instantly turned red. Meng Chuan's attitude had enraged him completely. He stepped forward and shouted, "A Saint Spirit will not be humiliated!"

Then his Immortal Sword exploded. Boundless Chaos churned around the Stone Fetus Saint Spirit, enveloping it, and its soul and body merged with Chaos.

Boom!

Boundless lightning illuminated the Cosmic Frontier. An oppressive presence spread throughout the universe, and every cultivator felt as though a massive mountain weighed upon their heart.

"All Ages Turn to Nothing!"

The cry rang through the stars and echoed across the ages. The Saint Spirit's final move appeared before Meng Chuan, destroying everything in its path.

Meng Chuan found this move a little more interesting. "A forbidden secret art on par with a Great Emperor's?"

"A pity. It's still useless."

Meng Chuan extended one hand again, and the power that could have returned countless star regions to Chaos was utterly ground away.

In the distance, the Stone Fetus Saint Spirit reappeared. His aura had weakened countless times over, and the Immortal Sword in his hand was covered in cracks. A touch would shatter it.

"How is this possible?" Madness filled the Stone Fetus Saint Spirit's eyes. "How could a Great Emperor do such a thing?"

"You're not a Great Emperor. How would you know what one can't do?"

"Did you truly think Saint Spirits were invincible? A Great Emperor of humanity even razed your ancestral land!"

Meng Chuan honestly suspected that this Saint Spirit had been forced into the world too early. He was half-finished, and his head hadn't grown right.

"If you have no new tricks, then have a safe journey!"

Hum!

A strange sound reverberated without end. Meng Chuan whipped his head around and looked toward the region of chaotic space-time.

The Space-Time Passage had formed!

He glanced at the Stone Fetus Saint Spirit, then thought of the Chat Group's task. An idea struck him. Perhaps this was an opportunity.

A chance to kill two birds with one stone!

Ignoring the Stone Fetus Saint Spirit, Meng Chuan went straight to the Space-Time Passage and watched it expand from a point to the size of a person.

"Move farther back. A great battle is about to break out," Meng Chuan warned the surrounding Quasi-Emperors.

Most of them immediately retreated far away. The battle Meng Chuan spoke of was not one they could join.

A few remained unmoved. Some even drew closer.

Good advice could not save a ghost determined to die!

Meng Chuan shook his head and said no more. If they sought their own deaths, they had no one else to blame.

The Ancient One: Is this what the space-time anomaly in the Great Emperor's world caused?

Seeing the message, Meng Chuan nearly forgot he was still streaming.

"That's right, Master. The Chat Group gave me a task to destroy this Space-Time Passage."

The Ancient One: Please be careful, Great Emperor. I'll be cheering you on.

Meng Chuan glanced at the Chat Group and found something odd. Only he and The Ancient One were online. It had not been this quiet since the new members had arrived.

"What is this substance?" a Quasi-Emperor suddenly cried in excitement. "A single wisp extended my lifespan!"

Meng Chuan glanced at him and understood. What the Quasi-Emperor had absorbed was a wisp of Longevity Substance!

Watching the Longevity Substance drift intermittently from the Space-Time Passage, Meng Chuan grew puzzled. Was it truly connected to the Immortal Domain? But a passage merely connected to the Immortal Domain could not have brought a Great Perfection Saint Spirit to maturity ahead of time!

"The Space-Time Passage really does connect to the Immortal Domain!" the Quasi-Emperor exclaimed. "Is this the Road to Immortality?"

"Countless emperors and sovereigns failed to become immortals. Today, I might have my chance!"

His words stirred the hearts of the Quasi-Emperors present. Some secretly glanced at Meng Chuan, afraid he intended to claim the passage, which seemed to lead to the Immortal Domain, for himself.

"Today, I become an immortal!" Suddenly, the Quasi-Emperor charged inside, catching everyone off guard.

"Damn it, he beat us to it! I heard the Road to Immortality has a limited number of places!"

A Quasi-Emperor spoke in bitter regret. If there was only one place, had he missed an opportunity sent from the heavens?

An uneasy mood settled over the gathering. A passage that seemed to be the Road to Immortality stood before them, and someone had already gone in. The rest were itching to follow, but Meng Chuan had not moved, leaving them uncertain.

"Who are you? Immortals?"

The voice of the Quasi-Emperor who had rushed inside came from the Space-Time Passage, full of surprise.

"How could there be people on the Road to Immortality?"

"Did they come from the Immortal Domain?"

The Quasi-Emperors were bewildered. They had never heard of such a thing.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out—the Quasi-Emperor's. Then the Space-Time Passage fell silent.

"Get back!" Meng Chuan shouted, staring at the Space-Time Passage. This time, no Quasi-Emperor was stubborn enough to stay. All of them fled far away.

Tap, tap!

Several sets of footsteps came from the Space-Time Passage. Before long, four figures emerged into this universe. All four were skin and bones, each looking as though a gust of wind could knock him over: an old man, a middle-aged man, and two young men.

After the four emerged, the Space-Time Passage remained open, but no more Longevity Substance spilled from it.

"A universe rich in vital energy. Perhaps it can make up for what we've lost over the past ten thousand years!"

"What a beautiful starry sky!"

"Hmm? This universe has already entered the Dharma-Ending Age? The Heavenly Heart Imprint has merged with the human Dao as well!"

"You must be the fellow Daoist who holds the Heavenly Heart Imprint!"

The old man on the far left had dry white hair, a face deeply creased with wrinkles, and teeth that looked ready to fall out. After carefully surveying the universe, he smiled at Meng Chuan. Though they spoke different languages, his divine sense conveyed his meaning clearly.

"Where do you gentlemen come from? What should I call you?" Meng Chuan asked.

"We are merely men without a home. We heard there was a Hall of Reception in the Boundary Sea that welcomes all living beings and serves as their final refuge. Unfortunately, we met with disaster as soon as we entered the Boundary Sea, and now we've fallen to this state."

The old man gave a rueful smile. Judging by their appearance, they truly had suffered. "As for my name, I am Kungu."

"I'm An Xuan," said the middle-aged man to Kungu's right.

"I'm Yu Qiong."

"Wu Yu."

"Dao Shi."

Kungu looked at Meng Chuan with an earnest expression. "Fellow Daoist Dao Shi, would you allow the four of us to rest in this universe for a while? Rest assured, we will compensate you."

Meng Chuan smiled and nodded. "You're too polite, Fellow Daoist Kungu. I'm a hospitable man myself. Stay as long as you like."

"As for compensation..."

"There happens to be something I want."

"What would you like, fellow Daoist?"

"Could you leave your lives behind?"

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