"The Minor World is starting to collapse!"
Chu Kuangren suddenly noticed something wrong with the space around him.
"Go!" the Seventh Ancestor suddenly said.
Even he dared not underestimate the force unleashed by a collapsing Minor World.
Chu Kuangren dared not delay. He swiftly left the Minor World with Lan Yu, then shot off in one direction once they reached the outside.
The others who escaped from the Minor World did the same.
Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu reached a spot dozens of miles from the Supreme Yuanling Treasure Vault. From afar, they saw the golden gate beginning to shatter, countless spiderweb-like cracks spreading through the surrounding space.
A terrifying power began to gather. Under its influence, the surrounding mountains and forests began to distort, surging toward the gate.
Then, in an instant, the gate shattered into dust, forming a Miniature Black Hole. It was only the size of a fist, but the terrifying force it unleashed made everyone's scalp prickle.
The entire Minor World, along with everything within a ten-mile radius, was sucked into the black hole, broken down into countless particles, and reduced to nothingness.
Finally, the black hole vanished.
An enormous crater had also formed within that ten-mile radius.
A sense of deathly stillness lingered in the air.
Every cultivator who witnessed the Minor World's collapse felt an indescribable shock. Before such power, they were far too insignificant.
Chu Kuangren drew a deep breath. "How terrifying."
Although he felt some lingering fear, overall, he was very satisfied with this treasure hunt. He had obtained quite a few good things.
The Hongmeng Purple Qi alone had made the trip worthwhile.
Compared to him, however, the other cultivators had not been so lucky.
"Fuck, fuck! I didn't get shit, and I nearly lost my life!"
"Damn it! This whole trip was for nothing."
"Who exactly ended up getting the Yuanling Treasure Vault?!"
"Hmph, come to think of it, we don't even know how the Yuanling Treasure Vault appeared. Could this have been someone's scheme?"
"If so, whoever was behind this was far too vicious. They actually destroyed the Minor World to try to kill us all."
"They'd better hope I never find out who did it."
Some felt regret, some were furious, and some spun conspiracy theories...
As the instigator of this entire incident, Chu Kuangren said nothing, afraid someone might notice something.
He was about to leave this place of trouble with Lan Yu.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
Just then, a voice rang out.
A young man in white robes approached Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu.
The young man had handsome features and was a beauty among men, but unfortunately, he fell at least two tiers short of Chu Kuangren.
The young man was also utterly stunned. To think there was actually a man in this world better-looking than me. Simply unbelievable.
"I am Li Xingchen, Young Master of the Tower of White Jade Tower. Seeing your extraordinary bearing, I wished to make your acquaintance," Li Xingchen said.
His words also attracted quite a few people nearby. As they looked at Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu, they all appeared utterly astonished.
"Those two look so extraordinary, especially that man. There's a faint Daoist rhyme about him, like an Exiled Immortal."
"To think such a man exists in this world."
"That's Li Xingchen of White Jade Tower. Rumor has it he's a handsome man from White Cloud City who loves befriending good-looking people."
"No wonder he approached those two."
"Those two are so extraordinary. I wonder if they're disciples from some orthodoxy out gaining experience. It might be worth making their acquaintance."
As everyone discussed them, Chu Kuangren looked at Li Xingchen in surprise. He had heard the surrounding conversations too.
He likes befriending good-looking people most?
This Li Xingchen is a sucker for good looks.
"I am Chu Kuangren. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Li."
"So you're Fellow Daoist Chu. My apologies for not recogni..." Before Li Xingchen could finish, his expression stiffened, and he froze.
What had he just heard?
Chu Kuangren?
The Chu Kuangren who had declared war on the world?!
"Fellow Daoist Li, what's wrong?"
Chu Kuangren looked at Li Xingchen in puzzlement. At that moment, he knew nothing of the impact his words upon entering the world had caused.
Hmm, no.
Killing intent!
Chu Kuangren's expression shifted slightly, and he surveyed his surroundings warily.
After hearing his name, the surrounding cultivators were all staring at him with hostility. This was especially true of several young cultivators, whose gazes also held an eagerness to try their luck.
"Master, something seems a little wrong."
Lan Yu also grew wary.
"I can see that too." Chu Kuangren nodded.
Just then, a young cultivator dressed in black suddenly stepped forward. Staring at Chu Kuangren, he said coldly, "You're Chu Kuangren, the eldest senior brother of the Mystic Heaven Sect who declared war on the world?"
Chu Kuangren was even more confused. "I am indeed the eldest senior brother of the Mystic Heaven Sect, but have you misunderstood something? When did I declare war on the world?"
Come on, I'd only just entered the world.
Declare war on the world?
How would I have the ability to do that?
I'm still just a lowly Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Before I enter the world, let a garden of flowers bloom, vying in splendor. After I enter the world, I shall stand alone in glory, the sole blossom above the rest. Those were your words, weren't they?!" the black-robed cultivator said coldly.
"Yes, I did say that. Wait..."
Chu Kuangren realized something.
These people hadn't taken those words as a declaration of war, had they? Were they kidding? I'd just been running my mouth.
With so many disciples and elders seeing him off at the time, he had needed to say something to make himself look the part of their eldest senior brother.
It's only been a few days, and word has already spread?
"As long as you said it, that makes things simple! Today, I'll see for myself how you can stand as the sole blossom above the rest!"
The black-robed cultivator snorted coldly and abruptly unleashed his spiritual power.
Spiritual qi seethed in the air, coalescing into an enormous black palm that slammed toward Chu Kuangren with overwhelming might.
"Supreme Law, Heaven-Covering Great Hand Seal!"
The black palm came blotting out the sky and sun. Before Chu Kuangren could act, Lan Yu snorted coldly beside him and threw a fierce punch.
A beam of light erupted, piercing straight through the enormous black hand and striking the black-robed cultivator, blasting him backward as he coughed up blood.
The might of a single punch intimidated everyone!
Lan Yu surveyed the surroundings with an icy gaze. "You aren't qualified to challenge my master!"
Behind her, Chu Kuangren blinked. Why did he feel that, besides defending him, Lan Yu's words had also drawn another wave of hatred his way?
Sure enough, everyone's gazes toward Chu Kuangren grew even more hostile.
"Chu Kuangren, you really are as arrogant as your name!"
"Even his maid looks down on everyone like this. Just imagine how arrogant Chu Kuangren himself must be! No wonder he declared war on the world!"
Meanwhile, the black-robed cultivator whom Lan Yu had sent flying with one punch stared at the pair in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.
"One punch. I couldn't even withstand a single punch from his maid!"
"Then how strong is Chu Kuangren?"
"I'm probably less than an ant in his eyes."
At that thought, the black-robed cultivator could not help losing heart.
Just then, Chu Kuangren glanced at him.
Perhaps because of his preconceived impression, the black-robed cultivator felt that gaze was filled with indifference. More precisely, it seemed like disregard.
Sure enough, Chu Kuangren withdrew his gaze after a single glance.
Perhaps his gaze had merely swept past by chance.
Grief welled up inside the black-robed cultivator. "All those decades of bitter cultivation, wasted. I thought I ranked among the best of the younger generation, yet I'm not even worth an ant in your eyes!"
"What a Chu Kuangren. What a madman!"
"Today, I've lost..."
With that, the black-robed cultivator turned and left, his steps unsteady. The setting sun stretched his shadow long, filling it with loneliness and dejection.
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