I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Endless Divine Realm.

The moment he stepped inside, Shen Ming immediately felt a powerful and mysterious aura rushing towards him.

Looking around, he was in the middle of a majestic mountain.

The mountains stretched out one after another, seemingly without end.

The ancient trees in the mountains are towering and extremely dense, their thick trunks resembling pillars supporting the sky.

As expected, Shen Ming discovered that he could not fly; the entire Endless Divine Realm was subject to a no-flying restriction.

Is this really a spirit body?

He stretched his hand out in front of him, somewhat incredulous; it was much more real than he had imagined.

Jian Li told him that if the spirit body dies in the Endless Divine Realm, the true body outside will also become an empty shell.

"Now you can tell me how to become the Supreme Being, right?" Shen Ming asked.

“In the Endless Divine Realm, there are several Supreme Divine Steles of varying heights. You can leave your name on any one of them. Remember, the path to becoming a king must be based primarily on pure sword cultivation,” Jian Li said.

Pure sword cultivators refer to those who do not use their Dharma Body or the Eternal Universe Cauldron.

Shen Ming had no objections. After learning the first move of the God-Slaying Sword Technique, he integrated the Great Luo Sword Intent he had comprehended into himself.

Therefore, the sword is his strongest means of attack at present.

The only regret is that I can't use the Ancient King Fist to beat people to a pulp.

The Heavenly Sword realm is divided into nine levels, with the Heart Sword level above that.

Shen Mingtian is at the first level of the Heavenly Sword. According to the goal given by Jian Li, he is to advance to the ninth level in the Endless Divine Realm and leave his name on the Supreme Divine Stele.

Swordsmen are fearless, constantly fighting.

Having confirmed these things, Shen Ming went to the top of the mountain, activated his Eye of Truth, and looked around.

The Ten Thousand Mountains stretch endlessly; I don't know how long it will take to traverse them.

He wasn't in a hurry and randomly chose a direction to go. The mountains were a primeval landscape, and the ancient trees inspired awe.

"Speaking of which, what is the relationship between the supreme deity and the divine court?"

Shen Ming started chatting casually, asking about the things that had been on his mind.

"Why do you ask such a question, as if it were a relationship between monks and dynasties?"

"Just curious."

As his cultivation level improved, Shen Ming felt that he had reached the point where he could unveil the mysterious veil of the gods.

Because the ancestral dragon of Longzang warned him to be careful of the Divine Court, in addition to those alien races from the sacred mountains.

He was prejudiced and hostile towards the gods.

Entering the endless divine realm created by the supreme deity now evokes a wondrous feeling.

"Gods are neither good nor bad. Water can nourish all things, but it can also drown all things. Can you say that the water god is good or bad?"

"The supreme deities are those who inherit the will of Heaven. They created the endless divine realms for the sake of balance, not specifically for the benefit of cultivators in the lower realms," Jian Li said.

Shen Ming nodded, then asked about the ancient clan's demonic tree, which was originally a deity.

“When gods are corrupted, they become harmful, and in the human world’s view of good and evil, they are the bad side.”

"What kind of pollution can pollute the gods?"

"The existence of the Starry Abyss is so ominous that just mentioning it will bring misfortune and evil."

For once, Jian Li's voice revealed a hint of apprehension.

"And the darkness within the hearts of living beings can also corrupt the gods," Jian Li said.

Before Shen Ming could fully grasp the meaning of those words, the sound of fierce fighting came from directly in front of him.

His eyes lit up, and he rushed over immediately.

In an open space, a thrilling battle was unfolding.

One side consisted of five people, three men and two women, all exuding an extraordinary aura.

They were besieging a massive sixth-order demon, nearly a hundred feet wide, whose slightest movement caused the earth to tremble.

The monster was covered in scales as hard as iron, gleaming with a cold metallic luster. Each scale was like a meticulously crafted shield, protecting its massive body.

Among the five, the one with the highest cultivation level was a man, a quasi-king.

He was tall and had a face with sharp, angular features, and his sword-like eyebrows slanted upwards towards his temples.

He was dressed in a black outfit with gold patterns running across it.

A woman in a white dress stood to one side, her figure graceful yet exuding a heroic air.

She looked very frail, but her weapon was quite unique; she held a long whip that emitted a soft golden light.

The five of them worked together wholeheartedly and held nothing back.

Unfortunately, this sixth-tier demon was also a quasi-king, but due to its innate advantages, it required the strength of a king to deal with it.

Furthermore, the inability to fly into the sky prevents them from fully utilizing the human race's advantage of being able to cast spells over long distances.

Therefore, their strategy was clearly to wear down the monster.

The monster was injured in many places, its hard scales were cut open with several deep gashes, and blood kept seeping out, staining the ground a glaring scarlet.

But at the very end, the demon let out a deafening roar, a roar filled with resentment and anger.

Immediately afterwards, its massive body began to tremble violently, from the gaps in the scales that had covered it.

With a flicker of fire, in the blink of an eye, the entire monster was engulfed in flames, surrounded by raging fire.

The intense heat distorted the surrounding air, and waves of heat swept over them, making their cheeks sting.

The fiery monster, its eyes now filled with nothing but frenzied killing intent, used its last ounce of strength to pounce on the woman wielding the whip.

Its enormous body was engulfed in flames, like a burning meteor streaking across the sky, leaving a long trail of fire in its wake.

The woman's face turned deathly pale. Faced with the demon's frenzied, desperate counterattack, a sense of fear rose in her heart.

The other four wanted to do something, but it was too late; they could only watch helplessly.

At the critical moment, a dazzling light and shadow appeared in the sky and arrived in front of the monster in the blink of an eye.

It was a flying sword, carrying overwhelming power, that slashed straight into the fiery body of the demon without any hindrance.

With a soft "whoosh," as easily as a sharp blade slicing through tofu, the ferocious monster was cleaved in two from head to tail.

The raging flames were extinguished instantly, and the massive body crashed to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust and causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The sudden turn of events caught all five people off guard, leaving them momentarily stunned.

The next second, the woman looked in the direction of the flying sword, her pretty face filled with gratitude.

The man who had reached the level of a quasi-king rushed directly to the monster's corpse and took something out of it.

"Thank you for your help, senior brother, but according to the rules of Sin Mountain, this source of redemption belongs to us."

The man put the item into his storage bag before looking at Shen Ming.

"The Source of Atonement?"

Shen Ming sheathed his flying sword, lost in thought.

He acted for no other reason than that, in this unfamiliar environment, facing his own kind, he naturally wouldn't stand idly by.

I was merely curious about the so-called source of redemption.

It was only the other party's wary and cautious attitude that made him realize something.

"I just arrived, can someone explain this to me?"

Upon hearing this, the five people opposite him exchanged glances. The boy's words, though seemingly casual, carried an invisible authority.

That's the aura that only a king can possess!