Stronger from Earth

Seeing Wang Xuan return victorious, the Immortals of Immortal Martial Mountain were overjoyed. Witnessing the duel between the Taoist and the greatest prodigy of the Celestial Divine Realm, and seeing him win, was a great honor for them.

Moreover, Wang Xuan fought for Immortal Martial Mountain and for Earth Civilization. Everyone admired his actions.

In contrast, the delegation from the Celestial Divine Realm had faces of sheer embarrassment, wishing they could dig a hole and hide.

They came in with such arrogance, looking down on Earth Civilization as if they could trample it with one foot.

And now? Not to mention the higher-level combat power, even among their mid-tier prodigies, they lost four out of six battles.

Especially with their number one prodigy, Diyang Wushuang, having his head severed by the Immortal Martial Taoist Wang Xuan, their mission ended as an utter disgrace.

Wang Xuan and others, who fought for civilization and brought glory to it, instantly became heroes of the world, drawing global attention.

Diyang Wushuang’s head still bore some vitality, and his fragmented consciousness heard the cheers like a tidal wave, and he opened his eyes at that moment.

Seeing the cheers from the Immortal Martial Mountain crowd, his heart felt bitter and hopeless. He understood he had lost, not only shaming the Diyang clan but also ruining the grand plans of the Celestial Divine Realm!

The Immortal Diyang Zhenxuan retrieved his head, gave him a pill, and said to Diyang Wushuang, "Wushuang, you are still young, it’s just one battle lost. Win it back in the future."

Who in the world goes undefeated for life? Very few. Life’s ups and downs are normal, and being able to forge ahead in the lows is the true posture a cultivator should have.

Diyang Wushuang’s body gradually regenerated, but his aura remained weak, indicating the severity of his injuries.

Hearing Diyang Zhenxuan’s words, he remained silent. As the loser, anything he said now would be laughable.

He did not meet the gazes of those around him. As the number one prodigy, his past pride, invincibility, and confidence were unparalleled.

Now, defeated by the Immortal Martial Taoist, all former glory became mere stepping stones on Wang Xuan’s road of invincibility.

Everyone knew he could not match Wang Xuan.

Everyone knew this battle would surely propel Wang Xuan’s destiny, while he, having suffered defeat, would likely face years of downward trajectory.

’Today I lost, but I am still alive. The future holds more opportunities!’ Diyang Wushuang thought with unwillingness, a flame of determination burning in his eyes.

He wished he could draw his saber and cut down Wang Xuan at this moment.

’Hmm? Where is my saber?’

Unable to sense his Lifebound Weapon, Diyang Wushuang searched everywhere, realizing he had lost even his Primordial Spirit armor in his Sea of Consciousness.

This realization turned his face pale.

He knew things were grave.

Perhaps during his unconsciousness, he lost many things.

His heart tightened sharply, and Diyang Wushuang quickly opened his micro-dimension, noticing it utterly empty with one glance.

The micro-dimension, once filled with cultivation resources and precious treasures, had been thoroughly scavenged by Wang Xuan.

It was so empty that even a mouse would shake its head.

Diyang Wushuang’s mind went blank, nearly fainting in distress.

With those resources, he had confidence in restoring himself to peak condition within a century, but now, with all treasures taken by Wang Xuan...

’Wang Xuan! I must kill you!!!!’ Diyang Wushuang loathed Wang Xuan intensely.

His hateful gaze was naturally noticed by Wang Xuan, who merely shrugged it off.

If not for Diyang Wushuang and others being diplomatic envoys, not only him, but even those Immortals wouldn’t have left Immortal Martial Mountain alive.

Moreover, having gained so many cultivation technique manuals and plundered countless treasures, being cursed a few times by their owners was trivial!

At most, next time they meet, he’d do another sweep.

Time flew by swiftly, with everyone still waiting patiently, unsure how long had passed when two figures descended rapidly from above.

One was the Second Ancestor, Thunder Celestial Venerable, surrounded by the Thunder Dragon, with her body stained in blood but her gaze still sharp and spirited.

The other was Celestial Feather of the Celestial God Race. His aura was dim, his body translucent below the chest, and the weapon he held was shattered.

The outcome of the Half-Step Immortal battle was clear as well; Celestial Feather was defeated terribly while Thunder Celestial Venerable triumphed.

"Their strength is indeed formidable," Celestial Feather remarked with an awkward cough as he approached Diyang Zhenxuan.

Yet upon seeing Diyang Wushuang, he raised an eyebrow, puzzled and perplexed.

Diyang Wushuang was also defeated?

A prodigy so rarely seen in tens of thousands of years, a prodigy upon whom the Diyang clan placed great hope, defeated? By whom and how?

When he learned that the one who defeated Diyang Wushuang was Wang Xuan, he was astounded.

A once insignificant figure, Wang Xuan had grown to this extent, even defeating the unrivaled prodigy Diyang Wushuang?

He couldn’t help but marvel at how Earth Civilization was truly a place of miracles, and the Era of Mythology indeed an epoch that breeds wonders.

The more he thought, the more desolate Celestial Feather felt, believing that with the power and potential displayed by Earth Civilization, the Four Realms Alliance would face tremendous losses if they attempted to annex it directly.

If not a direct annexation, they could only invite Earth Civilization to join, forming a Five Realms Alliance.

Under the guise of an alliance, they could gradually infiltrate and slowly devour Earth Civilization, achieving their goals nonetheless.

While he pondered, three figures descended, with the leading figure being the Sect Leader of Immortal Martial Mountain, Hong Xuanji!

Behind him were the slightly disheveled Tian Xiu and Ye Hai Mingyue, two Immortals defeated by Hong Xuanji even though they teamed up.

At this moment, their previous arrogant words became a laughing stock.

All contests concluded at this moment, members of the Celestial Divine Realm delegation looked to Diyang Zhenyi, the Peak of Immortal.

The dazed Immortal, lost for a time, slowly returned to his senses, eyes filled with awe and fear, no longer daring to look at the Martial Immortal on the main seat.

Knowing their mission to Immortal Martial Mountain ended in overwhelming defeat, he didn’t say much.

Taking a deep breath, he humbly clasped his hands, saying, "We came uninvited today and may have been disrespectful in our words and deeds. I hope the Martial Immortal and all present can forgive us."

Before the Martial Immortal could speak, he quickly added, "Apologies for intruding for so long; it’s getting late, and we shall not disturb you further."

Saying this, he attempted to lead the Celestial Divine Realm delegation away. Staying at Immortal Martial Mountain, his entire being trembled, feeling no sense of safety.

The Martial Immortal spoke calmly, "The Four Realms Alliance visit still has unresolved results; why rush to leave?"

Hong Xuanji patted Yue Yiyi, who clung to his leg, and said aloud, "Please stay at Immortal Martial Mountain a few more days, and let us host you before you depart."

Coming and going at your leisure, it’s not that simple!