Eternal Life as False Emperor

In an instant, the eyes of several Golden Core Great Cultivators turned red.

A Soul Refining Pill, this is an elixir that can greatly strengthen cultivation, significantly enhancing the chances for Golden Core Cultivators to break through to Divinity Transformation.

Even if not used for breakthroughs, just consolidating cultivation can allow all cultivators to travel further on the path of cultivation.

Of course, unless one has a problem with their head, it wouldn’t be used for anything other than breaking through to Divinity Transformation.

Among the Golden Core experts of the Nether Spirit Race, several had been stuck at the Golden Core stage for hundreds of years, long coveting this elixir.

Although the Resentment Book Demon Monarch mentioned only requesting His Highness the Nether King for the elixir.

But given the favoritism shown to the Resentment Book Demon Monarch by His Highness the Nether King, the possibility of obtaining the elixir is extremely high.

Not even giving the human cultivators any time to think, the Golden Core cultivators of the Nether Spirit Race suddenly launched a surprise attack.

The cultivators from the human side were momentarily stunned.

What’s going on?

Why did the Resentment Book Demon Monarch suddenly go mad after merely glancing at Zheng Yi?

The Golden Core cultivators were aware of Zheng Yi’s existence.

After all, they had witnessed through secret techniques the scene where Huiyue Demon Venerable pulled Zheng Yi from Bai Zhirui’s body.

Moreover, his mention of the so-called Soul Gathering Pearl and his sect in another world had piqued everyone’s curiosity.

But no matter the reason, it wouldn’t be enough for a Divinity Transformation expert to crazily hunt down a mere Crystal Stage junior cultivator, right?

Killing Zheng Yi for a breakthrough elixir to Divinity Transformation? This deal seems like a huge loss no matter how it’s looked at.

The reality didn’t give them much time to ponder, and after the initial chaos, the human cultivators quickly regrouped.

"Undying Golden Body!" Empty and Muddy Golden Light burst forth, and upon closer inspection, one could see that the golden light vaguely formed the image of a Buddha.

The attacks of the Nether Spirit Race cultivators fell on him as if merely scratching an itch, without even slightly injuring his skin.

Other human race cultivators took the opportunity to launch a counterattack, instead throwing the Nether Spirit Race cultivators into disarray.

Meanwhile, two Divinity Transformation cultivators engaged in combat on another side.

However, their battle lacked the expected mountain-moving sea-filling power that Zheng Yi anticipated.

Moreover, it was even less than the Golden Core cultivators’ skirmishes.

At first, Zheng Yi was puzzled, thinking that the two Divinity Transformation cultivators were holding back.

But as he watched them exchange several rounds, Zheng Yi gradually figured out the reasoning.

The Golden Core experts’ battles seemed mountains-moving and sea-filling terrifying.

But in reality, this precisely demonstrated their lack of control over their power.

The bulk of their power was wasted in those exaggerated attacks.

Divinity Transformation cultivators were different; they had a deeper understanding of power, deeming those flashy attacks unnecessary.

Only at the moment of hitting the opponent did they unleash their power, wasting not a single fraction otherwise.

They were like two brawny men wielding massive iron balls. It appeared as if not much effort was used, but any bystander daring enough to approach would be obliterated by merely a gentle touch.

The Resentment Book Demon Monarch kept his attention fixed on Zheng Yi while battling Zui Jiu.

Should Zui Jiu make the slightest mistake, he’d slay Zheng Yi to eliminate future troubles.

Zheng Yi rubbed his nose in resignation.

Initially, he just wanted to provoke the Resentment Book Demon Monarch slightly to hasten the conflict between the two sides.

Originally believing that the opponent would soon disregard him as mere an ant and focus on battling experts like Zui Jiu of the same level.

Unexpectedly, his cunning plan backfired.

The Resentment Book Demon Monarch focused all his attention on him.

And it wasn’t just this Demon Venerable; other experts of the Nether Spirit Race also targeted Zheng Yi.

Seizing any chance, they’d surely aim to destroy him.

The emergence of such a scenario could only be due to two reasons, Zheng Yi surmised.

Either, the Resentment Book Demon Monarch was simply petty-minded.

Or, this individual discerned his uniqueness, determined to eliminate him in his infancy.

Compared to the first speculation, Zheng Yi leaned toward the second possibility.

For if it were merely the personal preference of the Resentment Book Demon Monarch, he wouldn’t seek a breakthrough elixir reward from that Nether King.

Currently, on the battlefield, the human cultivators appeared stronger.

The Four Great Vajra of Yunling Temple and seven others suppressed the Nether Spirit Race cultivators effortlessly.

Primarily due to Huiyue Demon Venerable holding them back, others often had to rescue him.

The human race cultivators utilized this weakness, continuously launching fierce attacks on this vulnerable spot of Huiyue Demon Venerable.

Zui Jiu’s deviation from typical Divinity Transformation prowess baffled Zheng Yi, yet he felt with certainty that neither side could achieve victory any time soon.

Even so, Zheng Yi dared not show carelessness.

All the Nether Spirit Race cultivators wanted his life, the weakest being Huiyue Demon Venerable, a Golden Core expert.

If they found an opening, he’d have no chance for counteraction.

"Keep an eye on them; don’t wander too far." Zheng Yi set Lin Feng down, entrusting Bai Zhirui to handle them.

"Master!" Bai Zhirui hesitated for a moment, then trembled, looking at Zheng Yi incredulously.

She felt unsure of her speculation, yet Zheng Yi’s actions seemed to confirm her thoughts.

"One’s future must be controlled by oneself, never entrusted to others," Zheng Yi spoke without turning back.

Then, he turned and entered the battlefield.

Rather than waiting and pinning his fate on these human cultivators, Zheng Yi preferred to end the battle himself.

Though his strength was negligible in these experts’ eyes.

Yet with sufficient conditions, even a single straw can break a camel’s back.

What’s more, he’d long discerned.

The human race’s advantage in Golden Core cultivators’ battles was substantial.

However, in such large-scale chaos, transforming an advantage into victory wasn’t simple.

What Zheng Yi needed to do now was create precisely such an opportunity.

Though not much time had passed since being injured, the Pristine Human Emperor Body’s might was evident.

Not to mention the restoration of damaged meridians, even the fractures in his hands, after taking an elixir, had recovered substantially.

Despite the faint pain at the fracture site, it was akin to a normal arm.

This was one reason Zheng Yi dared to take action.

His target was Huiyue Demon Venerable, someone Zheng Yi was familiar with, confident he could safeguard his life even should the worst occur.

"What’s this guy trying to do?" Shikong asked incredulously.

His Undying Golden Body boasts high defense, requiring little attention to enemy attacks, thus he first noticed Zheng Yi’s movements.

Others only then realized Zheng Yi headed towards their battle’s direction.

"Kid, this isn’t a place for you; get out quickly," a Sword Cultivator urgently warned Zheng Yi.

This distraction allowed the Nether Spirit Race cultivators to seize on a flaw and launch a fierce assault, leaving the Sword Cultivator scrambling to counter.

The Golden Core cultivators of the Nether Spirit Race rejoiced; they previously couldn’t find suitable opportunities to attack under the humans’ defense.

Now, the target approached them of its own volition.

With deliberate intent, their attacks aimed toward Zheng Yi’s location.

These individuals wield Golden Core cultivation power; even a casual swing could hew mountains, a casual punch like a meteor falling.

Venturing not far, Zheng Yi felt like a shower of meteors surrounded him just by the lingering effects of their attacks.

Various assaults fell around him like raindrops.

Were it not for the inability of the Nether Spirit Race’s Golden Core Great Cultivators to directly lock onto Zheng Yi, even with a hundred lives, he’d have died long ago.

Zheng Yi dodged the attacks with difficulty while carefully discerning direction, gradually approaching Huiyue Demon Venerable.