A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 253

Chapter 253: Wen Tianren’s Death, Disciples of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect Arrive to Die

“Interesting. The Golden Cicada Shedding Technique, huh? But it still can’t hide the fact that his vital energy is severely depleted. Zhang Tie, go take care of him.”

Wu Li’s gaze grew icy cold. If you don’t cut the grass at the root, it will just grow back with the spring breeze. He absolutely refused to let Wen Tianren leave the Azure Thunder Secret Realm alive. Otherwise, once outside, Wen Tianren would inevitably provoke the powerful experts of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect to come after him.

Although Wu Li didn’t think he could keep this a secret forever, he wanted at least some time to develop his strength. If things got really bad, he would shamelessly return and let his great grandfather intervene.

With Wu Li’s command, Zhang Tie’s attack snapped forth as he charged toward Wen Tianren.

At this moment, Wen Tianren was truly in a pitiful state. His aura had plummeted nearly from the Early Immortal King stage, with Immortal King blood constantly leaking from his body. The plants below immediately began growing at a frantic pace upon contact with the blood.

Immortal King blood was the most nourishing treasure in all of Heaven and Earth. When ordinary beings absorbed it, their cultivation could soar—or, in severe cases, their bodies would explode. That overwhelming power was simply impossible to fully absorb.

“Damn it! This is the first time someone has ever forced me, the Holy Son, into such a sorry state. Once I escape, the other party will pay a heavy price!” Wen Tianren’s expression was exceedingly ugly. As the son of an Immortal Emperor, he naturally had many means at his disposal. But unfortunately, he hadn’t brought any with him before entering the Azure Thunder Secret Realm.

After all, it was just a mere Azure Thunder Secret Realm. Even the Immortal King Demon Beasts inside might not be able to harm him—yet unexpectedly, he was reduced to such a sorry state by a mere Early Golden Immortal.

This made Wen Tianren’s killing intent surge explosively. If an Early Golden Immortal could hurt an Immortal King like him, what would happen when facing a Great Luo Golden Immortal? Or an Immortal King of equal standing?

Then, even an Immortal Sovereign might not be his match. In any case, if anyone was able to leave the Azure Thunder Secret Realm alive, that person could never be spared. Even if the entire Ten Thousand Thunder Sect had to be mobilized, they must be destroyed.

Just then, Wen Tianren sensed something and his expression darkened further. Without hesitation, he dodged to the left—only to have Zhang Tie’s attack strike from the right the next moment, visibly annihilating the space on Wen Tianren’s right side.

However, the Azure Thunder Secret Realm was governed by a Heavenly Dao of its own. As long as one’s cultivation didn’t surpass this Heavenly Dao, it was impossible to completely destroy the realm. So within just a few breaths, the space that Zhang Tie’s punch had erased restored itself to its original state.

“Damn it! Could it really be a fight to the death?” Wen Tianren roared in fury. He had originally believed his Golden Cicada Shedding Technique would be enough to deceive Wu Li, but never expected to be discovered.

He knew that if this technique was fully unleashed, not even an Immortal Sovereign could detect it.

But there was no time to think further now. The most important thing was to survive Zhang Tie’s attack. He had already escaped beyond the range of the Hundred Thousand Radiant Array, so no matter how much Wu Li chased, he wouldn’t be able to catch him.

So now, all he needed to do was escape from Zhang Tie’s grasp. But how could that be easy? It might have been possible earlier, but after just using the Pseudo Self-Destruct Technique and already severely wounded, how could he possibly get away from Zhang Tie?

Very soon, after a futile struggle, Wen Tianren, burning with overheated energy, was punched to death by Zhang Tie in a single blow.

After killing Wen Tianren, Zhang Tie took Wen Tianren’s Storage Ring and hurried back, quickly returning to Wu Li’s side. He respectfully handed over the Storage Ring.

At that moment, Wu Li was just in the process of dismantling the Hundred Thousand Radiant Array. Seeing Zhang Tie’s return, he immediately realized that Wen Tianren had fallen and accepted the Storage Ring from Zhang Tie.

Nangong Wan, standing nearby, was slightly taken aback when she saw this. She hadn’t expected a Heaven’s Chosen with Rainbow-colored fortune to be so terrifying—an Early Golden Immortal killing an Early Immortal King was truly dreadful.

But the next instant, Nangong Wan’s expression changed as she looked toward a not-so-distant spot. Several figures were rushing their way and soon arrived before them.

Nangong Wan observed carefully—there were more than three hundred people, including over two hundred Golden Immortals and more than ninety Great Luo Golden Immortals, all without exception wearing the uniform of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect.

If they had arrived earlier, Nangong Wan admitted she would have been afraid, but now she only felt pity for them.

On Wu Li’s side, upon sensing the presence of more than three hundred immortals in the sky above, his expression remained calm as he slowly said, “Zhang Tie, deal with them.”

For Wu Li, the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect was already an enemy, so naturally, their disciples in the sky counted as enemies as well. Given that, there was no need to let them leave alive.

At Wu Li’s order, Zhang Tie vanished from sight.

Above, Chen Wanze, the leading disciple of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect, looked extremely grim. His voice was tinged with anger and fear as he said, “Damn it, have we come too late?”

If the Holy Son were still alive, it would be one thing—but if the Holy Son was dead, then none of them would likely survive leaving the Azure Thunder Secret Realm.

“Everyone, search the area thoroughly. The last trace of the Holy Son’s aura was detected here. If you can’t find him, you all should understand what will happen next,” Chen Wanze said to the disciples behind him. As a Peak Great Luo Golden Immortal, he naturally had the authority to command the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect disciples, and since he was also Wen Tianren’s loyal follower, no one dared to argue.

But the next moment, one of the disciples spoke up in terror, “Not good, Senior Brother Chen, look!”

“What is it?”

Chen Wanze was momentarily confused, but before he could turn his head fully, a fist came flying at him. With no time to react, he was smashed into pieces—his physical body along with his divine soul shattered by a single punch.

The Ten Thousand Thunder Sect disciples present were stunned, frozen in place as they witnessed this. But Zhang Tie didn’t pause because of their hesitation. Wu Li’s order was clear—leave no survivors.

Seeing Zhang Tie charge into their midst, the disciples finally snapped out of their shock. Terrified, they scattered in all directions, some even begging for mercy. But Zhang Tie was merely a puppet without emotions; death was the only fate awaiting them.

Within less than a minute, Zhang Tie had slaughtered all the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect disciples present. After collecting their Storage Rings, Zhang Tie returned to report.

Holding the large pile of Storage Rings, Wu Li fell into deep thought. Perhaps killing and looting was one of the fastest ways to gather resources?

But he soon shook his head, dismissing the idea. He was a righteous man from a reputable sect—there was no way he would annihilate an entire clan just for a bit of resources. It was only because the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect had provoked him first; he had merely defended himself and then wiped them out.

Yes, that was exactly the reason. Wu Li nodded firmly, thinking to himself.