At the same moment that Youying was celebrating his survival, in a remote corner of the Void Realm, another figure was breathing heavily, also trying to find a way to survive.
"Call--"
"Call--"
Heavy, hoarse breathing, each breath more weary than the last, echoed as a figure's ribs rose and fell slowly in the darkness.
In the shadows, he raised his long-lost golden eyes, and the rattling of chains made him let out a painful growl.
He moved out of the shadows at an extremely slow pace, revealing his body, which had already become translucent.
Unfortunately, the chains did not become weaker in the slightest as his body became translucent; they remained firmly bound to his body—even though he was now nothing more than a wisp of his soul.
" The Void Realm..."
A hoarse voice rang out, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time, yet it carried a hint of longing.
"It's on again..."
The figure's chest heaved as he strained, but he could not escape the space of less than three feet.
He's trapped here.
Once trapped, it lasted for countless millennia.
Now, no one knows his real name anymore, not even himself. Many of his memories are confused; he only remembers that he was once a demon emperor, suppressed by a powerful being, and has been unable to find a way out or survive ever since...
He wanted to live!
I'm desperate to live!
However, he was suppressed in the southernmost abyss of the Void Realm, a place of bitter cold and barrenness. Resurrection requires nourishment, but in this desolate place, he struggled to even maintain the stability of his soul, let alone be resurrected...
Originally, there were also cultivators who foolishly entered this place and "contributed" resources to him for his use, to nourish his soul and maintain its immortality.
However, in the last three thousand years, whether it is because the Void Realm has changed its location or something else, the cultivation level of the cultivators entering this place has been getting lower and lower, and the quality has also been getting worse and worse.
The "offerings" he receives are also decreasing.
As a result, it is now almost impossible for his soul to remain in the world.
The bound demon emperor's eyes flickered with anxiety and unease.
He was naturally anxious and worried.
If this continues, his only fate will be complete annihilation of both body and soul.
"I just hope that the quality of the cultivators entering the Void Realm this time will be higher..."
This would also allow his soul to survive until the next relocation of the Void Realm.
The Demon Emperor murmured softly, slowly exhaling a breath of pent-up frustration.
He hadn't considered leaving this place.
It wasn't that he didn't want to, but rather that he wanted to break free and leave this place, and there was only one condition.
That means someone came here and, with the same level of cultivation, defeated the projection of the "supreme being" who had once suppressed him here.
But only the Demon Emperor himself truly knows how difficult it was.
In his memory, he still remembered how majestic he was back then, able to turn the world upside down with a wave of his hand, suppressing the Demon Emperor of his time, and being an unparalleled genius, so full of vigor and so arrogant.
Among those in the same circumstances as him, who could he possibly take seriously?
No!
Not a single one!
Whether they were "seniors" whose cultivation level was higher than his and who used their power to intimidate others, or "peers" whose cultivation level was the same as his and who attempted to besiege him, every single one of them died under his twin blades, without exception.
He was revered as the Demon Emperor Chongming, and countless geniuses of the time willingly prostrated themselves at his feet, while countless peerless beauties obediently leaned against his legs.
He was a formidable figure, winning every battle and almost never suffering a defeat.
But that's how it is...
He still lost.
I lost to that person.
It's in the hands of someone... whose cultivation level was even lower than his at the time!
Then came the past that the Demon Emperor Chongming did not want to recall.
He has been bound and suppressed here by that person for many years, and is now like a candle flickering in the wind.
Although there was a sliver of hope—that he could escape if he met certain conditions—he never held any hope for himself.
Want to defeat that person in the same realm?
Demon Emperor Chongming greatly doubted whether such a person existed in this world.
For him, leaving behind only a wisp of his soul was not a problem. As long as he could escape from here, he had many ways to rebuild his physical body.
The problem is, he has no way to escape!
They could only eke out a living by relying on the resources "contributed" by the cultivators who came here.
His method of acquiring resources from others was to set up a competition arena.
Many years ago, the Demon Emperor Chongming set up an arena in his sealed place to attract geniuses who entered the Void Realm to come and challenge him.
The reward he offered was enough to attract everyone.
--If you can defeat him in the same realm, you will obtain a scroll of Thearch Grade Cultivation Method!
That Thearch Grade Cultivation Method was also the one he Cultivation Method.
The reason for defeating him is simple: if we can't even defeat someone of the same level, how can we defeat that other person, let alone rescue him?
But unfortunately...
Countless millennia have passed, and among those so-called prodigies who have entered this place, few have even been able to withstand more than a few of his moves, let alone defeat him.
Challenging him will naturally come at a price.
This so-called price is the "contribution" he received.
With these resources, he could barely maintain his immortal soul, but in the last three thousand years...
As the quality of the cultivators coming here decreases and they become poorer...
He was already at his breaking point.
After using up his last reserves and absorbing the few remaining pills, the Demon Emperor Chongming's body solidified slightly, though not much, but better than nothing.
He clenched his fists, his golden eyes filled with an urgent longing.
Someone, come quick!
Whoever you are, hurry to his arena and offer him more tributes!
His time is running out...
Perhaps it was divine intervention, but people did indeed gradually arrive at this place above the abyss.
One after another, they rushed straight into the abyss, willingly offering their Storage Bag, all for the sake of a battle.
Of course, without exception, no one could defeat the Demon Emperor Chongming at the same level.
Let alone an opponent, there isn't even anyone who can withstand a single move from the Demon Emperor Chongming.
This shattered the Demon Emperor Chongming's hopes, making him even more ruthless in his actions.
Just then, another figure flew down silently and arrived at the edge of the arena. Looking at the young man sitting cross-legged in the corner of the arena, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
This person was none other than Lin Xuan!
He came here after hearing the rumors.
It is said that there is an Emperor-level inheritance here, and the spirit guarding the inheritance is named Chongming. He has set up an arena and declared that anyone who defeats him will receive an Emperor-level Cultivation Method!
only...
Since the Void Realm opened, no one has been able to get close to this guardian, not even to touch him, let alone defeat him.
At the same time, another person arrived near the arena, one after the Lin Xuan.
Unlike Lin Xuan, who went unnoticed, the other person caused quite a stir almost as soon as he arrived.
At this moment, another person arrived with Lin Xuan. This person was a woman, and her arrival also caused quite a stir.
In fact, it's fair to say that almost everyone in the crowd knew her!
Lan Yingying Thirty-Six the Mystic Ranking!
Each of the Mystic Ranking is an extremely monstrous talent, not to mention Lan Yingying, who ranks Thirty-Six.
A glint of sharpness flashed in her eyes as she looked at the young man on the stage, eager to try her hand at the game.
Upon seeing this, everyone's hearts stirred, and they all looked over expectantly.
The Thirty-Six on the Mystic Ranking has arrived.
Perhaps, today, Thearch Grade Cultivation Method can find its destiny?