Divine-level Base

The Golden Divine Tree stood a hundred meters tall. Each of its leaves and branches looked as if it were carved from gold, and they were all inscribed with incredibly mysterious Divine Patterns.

The nine Divine Fruits at the very top of the Golden Divine Tree blossomed with a dazzling golden Divine Light, resembling nine Sacred Fruits.

Surrounding the Golden Divine Tree was a powerful Crystal Barrier formed from the World Origin. The Barrier was now collapsing, dissolving into streams of rainbow-colored light that scattered in every direction.

’These nine Divine Fruits... they might be the key to my ascension to a Body God!’

A fervent glint flashed in Wei Tuxian’s eyes as he gazed at the nine Divine Fruits.

As the number one expert in the Black Tortoise Realm, Wei Tuxian had guarded War Immortal City for nearly a century. The three great empires—the Great Zhou Demon Country, the Bei Mo Royal Court, and the Great Song Empire—all delivered their most precious Cultivation Resources to War Immortal City. This was the agreement between Wei Tuxian and the Three Great Empires.

Wei Tuxian had used nearly every top-level resource in the Black Tortoise Realm, yet he was still unable to break through his bottleneck, ignite his Divine Fire, and become a Demigod.

"Wei Tuxian!!"

A gray-robed old man appeared on a small hill formed by a sudden shift in the terrain. His eyes fell on Wei Tuxian beneath the Golden Divine Tree, and he gasped.

"Wan Tu Demon, you’re not dead yet?"

Wei Tuxian glanced at the gray-robed old man, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. After a moment’s thought, a murderous glint surfaced. "You’ve defected to the Void Demon Clan! I’m not wrong, am I?"

Wan Tu Demon had been the third-strongest expert in the world during the previous era. When he roamed the world unchecked, Wei Tuxian was still a nobody.

"None of us wants to die, so we turned to the Void Demon Clan. Wei Tuxian, join us. Cast off the shackles of humanity, and you too can attain eternal life."

Another man, a Daoist with a pale, scarred face that looked as if it had been hacked by countless blades, slowly emerged. He watched Wei Tuxian with a wary glint in his eyes.

Disappointment flickered in Wei Tuxian’s eyes. He spoke slowly, "Master Xuan Ning, I am truly disappointed that a respected elder such as yourself would also defect to the Void Demon Clan. You used to be my role model!!"

Master Xuan Ning had been the second-strongest expert in the world during the previous era. He had slain countless Void Demons, mentored innumerable young Martial Artists, and was an idol Wei Tuxian had once worshipped.

Master Xuan Ning let out a low sigh, his face filled with shame. "I am ashamed. The line between life and death holds great terror! In the end, I could not overcome my desire to live and my fear of dying!"

"Why are you wasting so much time talking nonsense with him? Wei Tuxian is old! There’s no way he can stop all of us!"

With a cold snort, a two-meter-tall, middle-aged man emerged from the side. He had hawkish eyes, a hooked nose, and a dozen small braids in his hair. A long saber was slung across his back. He stared coldly at Wei Tuxian, a murderous glint in his eyes.

Surprise flickered in Wei Tuxian’s eyes. "Blazing Sun Sword Saint, you too have defected to the Void Demon Clan?"

The Blazing Sun Sword Saint stared intently at Wei Tuxian and spoke slowly, "That’s right! I’ve been number two in the world my entire life! Wei Tuxian, as long as you live, I’ll never be number one. To gain the power to kill you, I joined the Void Demon Clan and underwent their transformation ritual. I am now more than twice as strong as I used to be."

In the literary world, there is no absolute best. In the martial world, there is no acceptance of second best.

The Blazing Sun Sword Saint was a once-in-a-generation genius from the Bei Mo Royal Court who had defeated countless experts to claim the title of Martial Saint. Yet no matter how hard he cultivated, he remained second best in the world. He was completely unable to break through to the Celestial Realm, one of the Three Martial Saint Realms.

The Blazing Sun Sword Saint knew that without reaching the Celestial Realm, he would never be able to defeat Wei Tuxian. And so, he chose to fall to the Demon Dao and join the Void Demon Clan.

Wei Tuxian stated with perfect calm, "The three of you alone are no match for me."

"To deal with Wei Tuxian, the strongest in the world, we naturally brought more than just them!!"

A wrinkled, old monk in white robes, with neither hair nor eyebrows, slowly emerged and spoke nonchalantly.

Wei Tuxian said coolly, "The Demon Monk, traitor of the Great Wheel Temple! Even with you, it’s not enough!"

The Demon Monk was a peerless expert from the same era as Master Xuan Ning. Back then, he was the fourth-strongest in the world, and the number of powerful experts who had died by his hand was immeasurable.

"Wei Tuxian, can you spare me one of those Golden Divine Fruits? If you promise me one, I’ll fight alongside you!"

The Star Saint Master, clad in his Star Robe, emerged from the side and spoke with a conflicted expression.

Wei Tuxian said coolly, "The Golden Divine Fruits are the resources for my path to divinity. I will not yield them to anyone. Star Saint Master, if you fight by my side, we can compete for them based on our own skills after we are victorious. Even if you lose, I won’t kill you! And if you manage to snatch all the Golden Divine Fruits, I won’t move against you either."

The Star Saint Master sighed faintly. "Wei Tuxian, you are as arrogant as ever. In that case, I will remain neutral!"

"Poison Emperor, do you intend to make an enemy of me as well?"

Wei Tuxian turned to look at a small hill not far away, where Shu Feng was standing quietly, watching them.

"Poison Emperor Han Feng! The second-strongest in the world!!"

"So that’s the Poison Emperor, Han Feng. He’s so young!!"

"..."

The Blazing Sun Sword Saint and the other powerful experts looked at Shu Feng, surprise flashing in their eyes.

Everyone present was an old monster who had lived for over a century, but they all understood that the power of Shu Feng, the world’s second-strongest, was not to be underestimated. After all, he had killed a terrifyingly powerful Void Demon Duke.

Shu Feng was, after all, the first expert besides Wei Tuxian in the Black Tortoise Realm in the last hundred years to have slain a Demigod-Level Void Demon Duke.

"Elder Wei, I will fight by your side to eliminate all the traitors who have defected to the Void Demon Clan. Afterward, we can compete for the Divine Fruits based on our own strength."

Shu Feng leaped through the air, landing twenty meters from Wei Tuxian. He quietly regarded the number one expert of the Black Tortoise Realm.

Wei Tuxian was the strongest expert in the Black Tortoise Realm and the main force resisting the Void Demon Clan. If he were to die, the resistance would lose its pillar, which would be a massive headache for Shu Feng.

Furthermore, the Void Demon Clan was immensely powerful and had infiltrated every corner of the Black Tortoise Realm. Shu Feng needed allies to stand against them. After all, he didn’t intend to stay in the Black Tortoise Realm forever.

"Haha! It seems I have a worthy successor! Han Feng, you’re quite impressive. Then let’s fight together and hunt these Void Demons!!"

Wei Tuxian let out a great laugh. He took a single step and, with an otherworldly grace, appeared before the Demon Monk like a Ghost, sending a light, almost casual palm strike toward him.

"Asura Dao!!"

The Demon Monk’s face fell. He frantically circulated his Profound Qi, and a ten-meter-tall Asura King materialized behind him. It was a ferocious being with bulging muscles, a green face, and sharp fangs. Brandishing a battle-ax, it swung viciously down at Wei Tuxian.