A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 530

Chapter 530 Encountering Wu Yifan

At this moment, Wu Yifan was still unaware that the Bahuang Divine Emperor outside had already sensed something amiss within the Divine Realm. After completing the sealing of the Great Mountain before him, Wu Yifan turned and headed back toward the center of the Divine Realm.

The Eight Desolations Divine Realm was equivalent to an entire continent, yet it was even larger than most Great Worlds. Even with Wu Yifan’s Divine sense, he couldn’t take in the whole Eight Desolations Divine Realm at once.

Soon, Wu Yifan returned to the heart of the Divine Realm. Upon arriving there, he began to release his own aura.

Shortly after Wu Yifan started releasing his aura, several Immortal Divine Spirits rushed toward him.

When they arrived before Wu Yifan, he still had his eyes closed but spoke calmly, “Surrender willingly, and I may spare your lives.”

However, the Immortal Divine Spirits clearly paid no heed to his words. They exchanged a glance and then all charged toward Wu Yifan in unison.

Feeling their approaching aura, Wu Yifan opened his eyes and sighed helplessly, “Looking to die, huh?”

With that, Wu Yifan swung his sword directly downward. In an instant, a terrifying sword aura surged forth, slashing toward the ten Immortal Divine Spirits.

After feeling the power of that sword strike, they showed no hesitation at all. Fully focused, they were instantly cut down by Wu Yifan’s sword.

Watching this scene, Wu Yifan sighed helplessly. He hadn’t wanted to kill anyone—if only they had surrendered.

With a wave of his hand, Wu Yifan absorbed all their resources into his Inner World.

Resources within the Inner World wouldn’t disappear upon the Master’s death; instead, they would condense into a Storage Ring with an immense spatial capacity, waiting for a worthy person to claim it.

Before long, other Immortal Divine Spirits from various sects gradually sensed Wu Yifan’s aura and rushed toward him. After failing to persuade them to surrender, Wu Yifan cut them down with a single sword strike as well.

During this time, some remaining disciples of the Wan Guang Sect arrived behind Wu Yifan and watched as he led them to take off.

However, this scene didn’t last long. Soon, Wu Yifan sensed something and opened his eyes, looking north within the Eight Desolations Divine Realm, murmuring, “Someone a bit stronger has arrived.”

Though Wu Yifan said “a bit stronger,” the tone suggested this newcomer wasn’t all that powerful.

Before long, a figure appeared in front of the Wan Guang Sect disciples. Seeing this figure, their pupils involuntarily contracted.

“It’s Chen Daoyu!”

Clearly, during this time, they had also gathered information about Chen Daoyu and naturally knew just how powerful he was.

When Chen Daoyu saw the Wan Guang Sect disciples, his expression momentarily flickered with surprise. Then, recalling something, he turned to look in Wu Yifan’s direction, a trace of interest appearing on his face.

“So, you must be Wu Yifan, right? I’ve already heard your name. You’re the only one entering the Eight Desolations Divine Realm whose rank surpasses mine.”

Hearing this, Wu Yifan’s expression remained calm as he replied,

“You’re the junior disciple from Eight Desolations? If you admit defeat now and leave willingly, I might spare your life.”

At Wu Yifan’s words, the Wan Guang Sect disciples behind him tensed instantly. After all, they were well aware of how terrifying Chen Daoyu’s strength was. Though he was only at the Peak Earth God level, Chen Daoyu had actually defeated quite a few Heavenly God Realm experts.

Although Wu Yifan was also a Heavenly God Realm cultivator, they had never seen him take action before, so naturally, they were worried now.

But clearly, Wu Yifan, as the instigator, didn’t regard Chen Daoyu as a significant threat.

Hearing Wu Yifan’s disdainful words, Chen Daoyu instantly grew furious.

“What an arrogant brat, daring not to respect my Master! Today, I will take your head!”

With that, Chen Daoyu charged at Wu Yifan first. In just an instant, he was right in front of Wu Yifan. Just as his palm was about to crash down on Wu Yifan’s body, Wu Yifan countered with a delayed strike, forcing Chen Daoyu backward with a palm strike.

“I’m giving your Master face now, but your Master’s face won’t carry weight with me forever. Surrender now, and you might yet live.”

“In your dreams! You’re asking for death!”

Chen Daoyu was seething with rage. Suddenly, countless streaks of lightning in seven different colors erupted from his body and surged toward Wu Yifan.

Seeing this, the playful expression that had been on Wu Yifan’s face turned serious. He murmured,

“The Purple Firmament Divine Body?”

The Purple Firmament Divine Body is a powerful constitution that commands thousands of lightning bolts; each color of lightning represents a distinct ability.

How did Wu Yifan recognize this as the Purple Firmament Divine Body? Because in his previous life, Wu Yifan personally slew two individuals possessing this divine body—one of whom was at the Immortal Emperor Pinnacle. Back then, Wu Yifan was at the Late Stage Immortal Emperor level and paid an extremely heavy price to kill him.

The other one was at the Peak Divine Venerable level. Back then, Wu Yifan was stuck at the bottleneck of breaking through to the God Emperor Realm. It was only after he killed that bearer of the Purple Firmament Divine Body in that battle that Wu Yifan was able to successfully advance to the God Emperor level.

Hearing Wu Yifan recognize his constitution, Chen Daoyu couldn’t help but snort coldly.

“Since you know this is the Purple Firmament Divine Body, why don’t you surrender quickly now?”

In response, Wu Yifan shook his head and said calmly,

“If you’re going to be this arrogant, then I’ll show you what it really means that there are people beyond people and heavens beyond heavens.”

…

“Sect Master, what brings you here?”

At the same time, outside the Eight Desolations Divine Realm, Elder Chen was waiting and suddenly sensed the presence of the Bahuang Divine Emperor. Shocked, he quickly stood up and respectfully said,

“Your arrival is unexpected, Bahuang Divine Emperor.”

As Elder Chen spoke, the other sect masters still present also detected the Bahuang Divine Emperor and hastened to respectfully greet him.

The Bahuang Divine Emperor’s expression was calm as he waved his hand and said,

“No matter. I’ve come this time merely to see who will claim the crown of the Thousand Sect Tournament.”Hearing the Bahuang Divine Emperor’s words, the surrounding sect masters quickly began flattering him.

“Is there even a need to ask? It’s definitely the disciple Chen, Little Friend of Senior Bahuang, who will claim the crown.”

“Indeed, Chen, at only nine thousand three hundred and twenty-one years old, has already cultivated to the Peak Earth God level. Truly unprecedented—there’s no one like him before or after. Under such circumstances, if Chen doesn’t win the crown, I’d seriously question the outcome.”

The Bahuang Divine Emperor showed no change in expression upon hearing them. Instead, he gazed toward the direction of the Eight Desolations Divine Realm, his eyes briefly clouded with reminiscence, as if recalling something.

Seeing the Bahuang Divine Emperor reluctant to speak, the other sect masters fell silent, eventually exchanging awkward glances before retreating to the sidelines.

After all, he was a God Emperor—if he were to get angry and strike them down, no one would come seeking revenge for them.