Chapter 1923: Bore
The graceful woman moved with lotus steps toward the altar.
A Styx River appeared beneath her feet, flowing slowly, its beginning and end unknown, as if it pierced through the entire heaven and earth.
The Styx River shimmered with divine light, countless rules flowing within it. The graceful woman seemed like a supreme deity, trampling all the rules of heaven and earth beneath her feet.
Witnessing such an extraordinary phenomenon, the three white-robed priests were greatly shaken, nearly unable to resist kneeling before the graceful woman in worship.
In the blink of an eye, the graceful woman had already ascended the altar. Countless Fate Rules emerged, condensing into chains that seemed capable of capturing the fate of all living beings.
These chains extended toward the Death God’s Shadow, able to absorb Death Thought Power and the Northern Domain’s revival force.
The Path of Fate was truly this miraculous—it seemed any power in the world could be absorbed.
“Hum.”
Space trembled slightly as countless Fate Rules interwove, forming a strange Radiant Gate that stood behind the graceful woman—the Gate of Destiny.
Even though it was the same Gate of Destiny, the one the graceful woman condensed was far larger and more solid than the one the Martial Realm Imperial Son had condensed. Their achievements in the Path of Fate were not on the same level.
The three white-robed priests were all envious. Only the Source Demon God Son and this Fate Divine Temple Divine Maiden candidate could so easily obtain the power gathered by the altar.
They held high positions in the Death God Temple and were responsible for guarding the altar, allowing them to gain some power, but it was completely incomparable to that of the Source Demon God Son and the graceful woman.
“Boom.”
A powerful aura suddenly descended into the underground space. A vast amount of Death Evil Qi surged, vaguely manifesting a Netherworld.
Within the Netherworld stood a heroic man clad in pitch-black battle armor, holding a demon spear. He exuded an overwhelmingly domineering aura, like a supreme demon king emerging from hell.
The three white-robed priests quickly bowed and said, “Greetings, God Son Dianxia.”
The Source Demon God Son’s return at this time surprised them greatly. But they soon understood—the Source Demon God Son was pursuing this Fate Divine Temple Divine Maiden candidate. Since she was here, how could he not rush over?
The Source Demon God Son paid no attention to the three white-robed priests, his focus entirely on the graceful woman. “The arrival of Divine Maiden Bore fills me with joy. Why didn’t you inform me in advance? I would have come to welcome you personally.”
“I simply had a whim to come and look around. There’s no need to disturb Your Highness. Besides, I am merely a Divine Maiden candidate, not yet the Divine Maiden,” Bore said coldly.
The Source Demon God Son was long accustomed to Bore’s attitude and didn’t mind at all. He laughed heartily, “With my full support, you will soon become the Divine Maiden of the Fate Divine Temple.”
“To become the Divine Maiden of the Fate Divine Temple, why would I need anyone else’s help?” Bore said sharply.
The Source Demon God Son echoed, “You’re right. With your abilities, Bore, you need no help to surely become the Divine Maiden of the Fate Divine Temple. But I still hope to be of some assistance to you.”
Hearing the Source Demon God Son’s words, the three white-robed priests were shocked.
In their memory, the Source Demon God Son was extremely domineering, never allowing anyone to defy his will, and was never an easy person to deal with.
Bore was an exception. Since appearing in the Fate Divine Temple a few years ago, the Source Demon God Son had been bewitched by her, doing everything to accommodate her, as if he had become a different person.
Yet Bore seemed completely indifferent to the Source Demon God Son. No matter how he pursued her, she remained like an iceberg, never giving him a good face.
Even so, the Source Demon God Son had not given up. Instead, he became more persistent, as if he would not rest until he won Bore over.
To be fair, Bore was indeed extraordinary. A few years ago, she appeared in the Nether Prison as a mere wandering soul, enduring the torment of Nether Fire and Nether Lightning repeatedly, yet she held on, her willpower and determination incredibly tenacious.
Because of this, Bore was noticed by a great figure from the Fate Divine Temple, who brought her back for training. She quickly became one of the three most promising candidates for Divine Maiden.
With the backing of that Fate Divine Temple great figure and her own exceptional talent, in just a few years, she had cultivated the Path of Fate to an astonishing level. Indeed, she didn’t need anyone’s help and had a great chance of becoming Divine Maiden.
Only a mysterious and powerful woman like Bore could pique the Source Demon God Son’s interest. Even after repeated setbacks, he never gave up, instead becoming more devoted.
Bore ignored the Source Demon God Son again, refocusing on absorbing the power gathered by the altar.
Seeing this, the Source Demon God Son was not angered. He also appeared on the altar, using profound techniques to absorb power.
A very tall Gate of Destiny appeared behind the Source Demon God Son, not much shorter than Bore’s.
The Source Demon God Son was also a disciple of the Fate Divine Temple, and a divine transmission disciple at that, holding a very high status. Otherwise, he wouldn’t dare claim he could help Bore become Divine Maiden.
Watching Bore and the Source Demon God Son cultivate on the altar, the three white-robed priests could only stand quietly aside, not daring to disturb them.
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Northern Domain Camp.
Inside Zhen Yuan’s manor, Zhang Ruochen recounted everything he had seen at Immortal Machine Mountain.
“The Death Clan actually set up such an evil altar inside Immortal Machine Mountain. It seems they have grand plans. This matter is no small thing, and we need to gather the leaders of the various worlds to discuss it,” Zhen Yuan said thoughtfully.
The information Zhang Ruochen brought back was undoubtedly important and had to be taken seriously.
As a leader of the Daoist lineage, Zhen Yuan’s influence was immense.
Upon receiving Zhen Yuan’s summons, leaders from various worlds quickly arrived.
The Northern Domain Camp gathered cultivators from many subordinate worlds of the Heavenly Court, including many top-tier experts. Otherwise, how could they stop the Death Clan’s invasion?
In a very short time, dozens of top-tier experts gathered, each with a significant background.
As the many experts were conversing, a beautiful figure surrounded by immortal qi descended from the sky, scattering auspicious light, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.
Zhen Yuan was the first to greet her, introducing, “Junior Brother Zhang, this is Fairy Yuan from the Upper Origin Sect. You must have heard of her name long ago.”
Zhang Ruochen smiled, “I have long heard of Fairy Yuan’s name, and today I finally have the chance to meet her. Speaking of which, I have some connections with the Upper Origin Sect. This friend Luo Yi is from the Upper Origin Sect.”
Zhang Ruochen intended to use Fairy Yuan to probe Luo Yi’s background.
Hearing this, Fairy Yuan immediately turned her gaze to Luo Yi, showing a slight hint of surprise. “You are from the Upper Origin Sect? Why don’t I recognize you?”
“The Upper Origin Sect has countless disciples. It’s normal for Senior Sister not to recognize me,” Luo Yi said.
Fairy Yuan shook her head slightly, “Although the Upper Origin Sect has many disciples, those with your level of cultivation are all quite famous. I couldn’t possibly not recognize you.”
“Senior Sister’s words are too absolute. I am indeed a disciple of the Upper Origin Sect, but I rarely interact with fellow disciples. I am a secret disciple of Great Saint Xuan Meng.”
Luo Yi smiled, appearing very calm and composed.
Fairy Yuan said, “As far as I know, Great Saint Xuan Meng does have a few secret disciples. I didn’t expect Junior Brother Luo Yi to be one of them. Your future prospects are limitless.”
“Compared to Senior Sister, my cultivation achievements are insignificant,” Luo Yi laughed.
Listening to their exchange, many thoughts raced through Zhang Ruochen’s mind, and he began to piece some things together.
Zhen Yuan extended a hand, “Fairy, please.”
Fairy Yuan nodded slightly and walked gracefully into the hall.
“Senior Brother Zhen Yuan, I don’t like this kind of occasion. I won’t go in. Everything is up to you,” Zhang Ruochen said.
At that moment, a cold laugh rang out from inside the hall, “At least you have some self-awareness. Indeed, a small fry like you has no right to participate. Get lost now!”
This was a blatant provocation.
The cultivators present were all shrewd, knowing that a good show was about to unfold.
The speaker had ten eyes on his forehead, looking quite eerie.
He was one of the Six Extremes of the Nether God Temple—the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Insect. A primordial relic, it possessed terrifying innate potential and formidable strength.
There was a blood feud between Zhang Ruochen and the Nether God Temple. The deaths of the Nether God’s two sons were related to Zhang Ruochen. The fall of the Traveler and the Walker, two of the Six Extremes, in the Eastern Domain was also closely tied to Zhang Ruochen.
If the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Insect didn’t target Zhang Ruochen, that would be strange.
If not for being in the Northern Domain Camp, the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Insect might have already attacked.
Capturing or killing Zhang Ruochen would be a great achievement, and the Nether God would reward them handsomely.
One of the Nether God Temple’s main goals in sending experts into the Kunlun Realm was to deal with Zhang Ruochen.
Sitting next to the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Insect was a handsome young man holding a folding fan. His aura was constantly shifting, making him hard to pin down.
He was also one of the Six Extremes, known as the Hundred Changes Laughing Student. His form and appearance could change endlessly, and it was said no one had ever seen his true face.
Unlike the Four-Nine Mysterious Skill passed down by the Chen Clan of the Eastern Domain, the Hundred Changes Laughing Student’s transformation ability was an innate talent, extremely mysterious and hard to distinguish.
The Hundred Changes Laughing Student excelled at assassination, able to transform into anyone, making him impossible to guard against.
“They say you killed hundreds of thousands of Undying Blood Clan in the Sword Grave of the Central Domain, but I don’t believe it. With your Rule Small World cultivation level, how could you kill several God Sons of the Undying Blood Clan? And that Blood Butcher God Son could even defeat an Immortal Great Saint—how could you possibly handle him?”
Another expert spoke, his eyes full of contempt.
This man was tall, with a sinister gaze, exuding strong demonic qi, clearly a demonic cultivator.
“Black Demon Realm, Shi Lingkun.”
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes flickered with strange light as he recognized the speaker.
Shi Lingkun was a top-tier expert cultivated by the Black Demon Realm, practicing the *Heavenly Demon Drawing Sword Diagram*. His swordsmanship was exquisite, and his strength surpassed that of Xie Canghai.
The few people sitting beside Shi Lingkun were also experts from the Black Demon Realm, all radiating demonic qi, clearly not good people.
The Black Demon Realm’s main purpose in sending experts into the Kunlun Realm was to find the thirty-six authentic *Heavenly Demon Stone Inscriptions*, aiming to sever the Kunlun Realm’s heritage—a truly malicious intent.
Seeing the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Insect and Shi Lingkun target Zhang Ruochen, most of the other experts in the hall adopted a wait-and-see attitude, eager to see how Zhang Ruochen would react.
Zhang Ruochen remained very calm, showing no anger. He merely glanced coldly at the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Insect and Shi Lingkun.
With a wave of his hand, the Qiankun Floating Pagoda appeared.
“What are you trying to do?”
The Ten-Eyed Qiankun Insect became alert.
Zhang Ruochen sneered coldly, shaking the Qiankun Floating Pagoda. A beam of green light fell, releasing the Black Flame General.
Of course, the Black Flame General was completely restrained, unable to use any power.
“That’s the third general under the Red Star God Son, the Black Flame General! He was actually suppressed by Zhang Ruochen.”
Someone immediately recognized the Black Flame General and was quite surprised.
Some of them had fought the Black Flame General on the Merit Battlefield and knew how formidable he was.
Suddenly, many people’s gazes toward Zhang Ruochen changed.
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