My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death-Chapter 1389 - 1363: The Protagonist chosen by Fate_1

Looking at his many female friends and children, Wang Yulun felt that his life had reached its peak.

Who could be happier than he was.

At this moment, Pu Tao’s voice rang out, telling them about the Jade Ship.

"Worldwide Holy Realm, not interested."

"I am already in paradise."

Wang Yulun raised his cup again and drank with the women.

Pu Tao, watching Wang Yulun’s actions, quietly sent the Jade Ship back to the Hidden Spirit Gate Treasury.

In the Icefield Palace, Xu Fan, who was watching the snow with his wife, laughed after hearing Pu Tao’s report.

"Yes, happiness is what matters," Xu Fan’s lips lifted into a faint smile.

Happiness had no limits. In this relaxed state, Xu Fan and his wife traveled through various Immortal Realms for 30,000 years.

Only after visiting all the Immortal Realms in the Three Thousand Realms did they return to the Hidden Spirit Gate.

By this time, the teleportation array outside the Three Thousand Realms has been completed to one-tenth of its capacity.

The familiar small courtyard and the familiar lounge chair were still there.

Xu Fan on the lounge chair looked at the visiting Primal Lord and leisurely said, "I warned you 20,000 years ago to stir up some problems in the Three Thousand Realms, otherwise there would be chaos."

"You were lax then, now it’s not easy to handle."

In these 30,000 years, the Human Clan has seen many major influences, beginning to agitate the Three Thousand Realms.

The Primal Lord, the Lord Demon, and Xu Fan were all too lazy to interfere at first.

But the results had shown that these new forces had grown bigger and now they set their sights on the three major influences of the Human Clan.

"No need to clean up. Call the leaders of those forces for a meeting," Xu Fan suggested.

"Sometimes, it’s better to let things unfold naturally," the Primal Lord said with a chuckle.

Xu Fan shot the Primal Lord a glance.

"When are you planning to advance to the Chaotic Saint Realm? Wait another tens of thousands of years, maybe you’ll truly be wiped out by that new alliance led by monstrous beings," Xu Fan questioned.

Several Flower Spirits, waving their wings, were bustlingly brewing tea for the two, holding the tea cups and teapot with much effort.

"Wait a bit longer, it’s not perfect yet. Regarding those new power monsters, leave two with good character and wipe out the rest," the Primal Lord said casually.

During their conversation, they suddenly received a cry for help from the Lord Demon.

Turns out, his Demon Realm was being besieged by the new major influences.

The Lord Demon didn’t take it seriously at first, but when he saw the Hongmeng Treasure wielded by a Great Saint intent on killing, he began to panic.

Soon he was under the joint attack of a group of Great Saints, and his origin started to be damaged.

"See, there’s no need to worry. They know they should pick on the soft persimmons," the Primal Lord laughed heartily.

"Pu Tao, help me monitor it. Let me know when Lord Demon’s Sacred Body is more than half damaged."

The Primal Lord didn’t forget to ask Pu Tao for reminders.

At this moment, the Demon Realm had turned into a battlefield of Saints.

The Lord Demon looked at the new forces that had emerged in the past several tens of thousands of years, and he couldn’t help feeling aggrieved.

"Primordial Sect, Hidden Spirit Gate, why aren’t you fighting them, why are you attacking the Demon Realm?"

"Why do you feel that the Demon Realm is the softest persimmon?"

The Lord Demon, transformed into a True Demon, couldn’t help thinking of Xu Fan as he looked at the young Great Saint who was under 30,000 years old.

"Lord Demon, although you are part of the Human Clan, only half of your Demon Realm is occupied by the Human Clan."

"So I want to bring the Demon Realm completely back into the embrace of the Human Clan."

The young-looking Great Saint, wielding a Giant Sword emanating a murderous aura, seemed like a young dragon slayer.

Like all protagonists in novels, the youth seemed to be favored by the entire Three Thousand Realms since birth.

The Merit-Spiritual Treasures he was born with, subsequent comprehension of thousands of Daos without a teacher’s guidance afterward, all contributed to this.

A True Immortal at the age of ten, a Golden Immortal at a hundred, a Saint before a thousand, and a Great Saint at ten thousand.

In these years, the force he led has grown and developed in the Three Thousand Realms.

He has even formed an alliance with several newly emerged forces.

Their strength, at least the strength they openly display, has reached the fourth largest force in the Three Thousand Realms.

"All these years, our Demon Realm has been doing well, while you often stir up chaos in the Immortal World."

"Now, you’ve even set your sights on me. Impressive."

"I didn’t expect that the first Chosen One to appear after the unification of the Human Clan in the Three Thousand Realms would be so troublesome." Lord Demon said, looking at the young man with a giant sword.

"Lord Demon, hand over the Demon Realm. Your current strength is not worthy of occupying this region." The young man responded coldly.

This time, when attacking the Demon Realm, he was taking a considerable risk.

Over these years, the alliance he led has been developing in the Three Thousand Realms without any hindrance.

Both the Primordial Sect and the Hidden Spirit Sect have shown no signs of resisting, and he even feels as if these two sects were intentionally letting his alliance grow.

"Withdraw from the Demon Realm, you’re overthinking."

"In recent years, you wouldn’t have had the chance to enter the Demon Realm if I hadn’t been immersed in cultivation."

"You seduced 50% of my subordinates from the Demon Realm, do you think that is sufficient to defeat me?"

Lord Demon’s gaze at the Chosen Protagonist youth was somewhat mocking.

"Alright, I will give you a chance."

"Let’s have a one-on-one duel here on this battlefield. If you win, I will withdraw from the Demon Realm. If you lose, you should attack the Primordial Sect next."

Upon consuming a Sky Demon True Pill, Lord Demon’s intrinsic Sacred Body began to slowly recover.

"The situation is well-established now, why should I duel with you?"

"Besides, attacking the Primordial Sect is wishful thinking."

The ten Great Saints surrounded Lord Demon.

"If not the Primordial Sect, the Hidden Spirit Sect would also work."

"Look at how these two sects have been avoiding your alliance openly all these years. Their strength must not be strong, and the strength of the sects is just bluff."

"Believe me, you could give it a try." Lord Demon spoke sincerely.

"I consider you as an opponent, yet you make such a mockery at me, don’t blame us for being merciless." The young man said, transforming his giant sword into A Dharma Aspect of Killing and rushed forward.

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The great battle began and the whole thing was live broadcasted by Xu Fan in the Hidden Spirit Sect.

"This Lord Demon is trying to sow discord."

"Let’s wait until he is beaten before we intervene." The Primal Lord laughed.

Then Primal Lord’s gaze landed on the giant sword in the hands of the youth.

"Master Xu, what do you think of this Hongmeng Treasure?"

"It’s not great. This thing can only exhibit the power of Hongmeng’s ultimate treasures within the Three Thousand Realms."

"Beyond the Three Thousand Realms, it is just a high-quality Mysterious Yellow Treasure." Xu Fan commented.

"This is the best thing that the will of the Heavenly Dao of the Three Thousand Realms can provide to the Chosen Ones."

Xu Fan took a sip of the tea offered by Flower Spirit.

In the eyes of Xu Fan and the Primal Lord, the battle in the livestream was trivial, like children playing house.

Both Xu Fan and Primal Lord could easily control this battlefield.

On the battlefield, Lord Demon was occasionally able to keep the upper hand while fighting against ten.

This scene involuntarily brought out praises from the Primal Lord.

"This combat power, it seems that the Lord Demon has been diligently cultivating these tens of thousands of years, hoping to become a Chaotic Saint."

"Lord Demon’s combat power is already not inferior to that of the seniors of the Human Clan. It’s just a pity that his understanding falls a bit short."