Eternal Life from Taking Care of Master's Wife-Chapter 330 - 18: Yaochi Empress! Master Above, Please Accept Your Disciple’s Bow
The Dao Tree pierces the heavens, reaching directly into the clouds.
An oppressive aura permeates the air, filling the space between heaven and earth.
Purple Qi comes from the east, tinting the sky with a regal purple hue.
Golden lotuses and celestial flowers surge, emerging from the void, transforming the entirety of Qiandu into a sea of gold.
The dazzling gold and purple fill the heavens, evenly dividing the sky into two colors, resembling a purple and gold Tai Chi Diagram.
Zhou Chen stands at the center of the Tai Chi Diagram, a shadow of the Dao Tree towering behind him.
Countless people stare at the sky, dazed, their expressions dreamlike, their hearts swaying.
The light and shadow of the world intertwine and transform before their eyes, blurring the line between reality and illusion, as if still dreaming.
Suddenly.
A stream of energy breaks the harmony of this world, and even those who do not understand feel a supreme, terrifying pressure.
"The aura of immortality!"
"Imperial might!"
The Purple Thunder Emperor, Black Heaven Emperor, and other Martial Arts Emperors’ faces changed suddenly, even though they are usually lofty, with a majestic aura that shakes the four seas.
But compared to the invincible Great Emperor or Mahayana Half-Immortal, they are still lacking.
A figure appears in everyone’s view.
No one knows when he appeared, as if he had always been there, never leaving.
He wears black clothes, with a sturdy and grand physique, even more imposing than the one-yard-tall Zhao Longxiang Zhou Chen had seen before, likely a full two yards high.
Standing there, the person resembles an insurmountable mountain.
"Great Emperor Powerhouse!"
The pupils of the Purple Thunder Emperor and other emperors constrict, even though the opponent only stands there, it gives them a feeling of shock and apprehension.
Great Emperor!
The pinnacle of mortal martial arts!
The utmost of mortals!
Unbeatable by humans!
Beyond that is the legendary Martial Arts God!
That is the realm of the Immortal God.
Truly transcending mortals, the essence of life reaches another level.
This god is not a trash god like mountain gods, land deities, or city gods from movies, but a god of divine demons.
Should a Great Emperor Powerhouse advance further, they would break the postnatal shackles, defy the innate nature, becoming innate divine demons, with immeasurable divine might.
"It’s the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven!"
Some powerhouses recognize the newcomer, indeed the Great Emperor Powerhouse of the Divine Desolate Sect, one of the Three Great Eastern Desolate Sacred Lands.
The Emperor of the Desolate Heaven stands there, merging with the Dao of Heaven and Earth, forming an invincible aura that demands all beings to kneel in reverence.
The Great Emperor’s aura permeates the world, shaking the Nine Heavens above and subduing the Nine Nether below; all living things must submit.
He seems to dominate the will of this world, as boundless radiance descends from the sky, countless streams hanging like waterfalls from the firmament, encircling this brilliant and luminous body.
All around are silent, infinite beings bowing toward this direction in devout worship.
"Even the Great Emperor is alarmed!"
The Purple Thunder Emperor sighs inwardly, knowing he has no chance with Zhou Chen.
He cannot contend with a Great Emperor.
"With a Divine Technique just formed, a ten-thousand-zhang Dao Tree appears, truly unseen in ages, never heard of!"
The Emperor of the Desolate Heaven’s majestic, star-like eyes gaze at Zhou Chen, complex and wistful words escaping his mouth.
As the present Great Emperor, a timeless ancient relic, his insight is extraordinary, but the Celestial Essence Continent has never produced a divine technique only just formed with a ten-thousand-zhang prodigy.
This must be the rebirth of an Immortal God.
Even this Immortal God is a titan in the Immortal Realm, ordinary Immortal Gods likely cannot achieve this.
He could become a Great Emperor due to an exceptional innate gift, the Great Wilderness Divine Body, coupled with careful nurture by the Holy Land.
He began cultivating at age three, reached Body Refining Ninth Layer Perfection at age six, then after fifty years of arduous practice, achieved Body Refining Perfection.
He broke through at fifty-six, reaching Divine Sea Peak.
At fifty-seven, he condensed the Dao Primordial Pill.
At sixty-five, he ascended to Divine Seed.
At eighty, he entered the Realm of Divine Techniques.
But Zhou Chen?
In a single thought, he comprehended countless weak cultivators’ thoughts in Qiandu, understanding Zhou Chen’s life.
He began cultivating at eighteen, condensed the Dao Primordial Pill in two and a half years, now only twenty-five, already ascended to Divine Skill Realm.
His talent before Zhou Chen seems ordinary!
And when he ascended to the Divine Techniques Realm, his Dao Tree was merely eight thousand zhang.
The difference to ten thousand zhang is astronomical.
Terrifying!
"With such talent and foundation, becoming an immortal and divine, soaring to ascension, is just around the corner for you, young friend!"
As he spoke these words, the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven’s eyes were filled with envy.
Although he is already a Great Emperor, the pinnacle of humans, he is still far from the Martial Arts God’s Realm of Gods and Demons.
An inch apart, a world of difference.
Without a heaven-defying chance, he fears he will remain stuck at the Great Emperor Realm for life.
"You overpraise me, elder!"
Facing a living Great Emperor, the pinnacle of human combat power, Zhou Chen also feels tremendous pressure, the terrifying power from the opponent makes one’s heart race.
Although he has now ascended to the Divine Skill Realm and his strength has surged, he’s still outclassed by such a presence.
While speaking, Zhou Chen notices two figures standing beside the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven, unclear when they appeared.
The three stand in a triangle, like three towering, unapproachable mountains, with immeasurable divine might.
However, compared to the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven’s sturdy and powerful giant-like stature, this man and woman appear much more normal.
The man wears a Dao robe, with hair tied under a gold crown, surrounded by immortal light, with an otherworldly demeanor, crystal-clear eyes as if penetrating all things, Supreme Dao emotionless.
He is the Supreme Dao Mahayana Half-Immortal.
While the woman is enveloped in mist, her real appearance unclear, making her even more enticing, stirring desires to glimpse celestial beauty.
Her divine body crafted to golden ratio perfection, breathtakingly beautiful, but the most alluring is the mysteriousness, the vagueness, making it even more captivating.
