The Emperor gave too much, and the system, dissatisfied, has turned evil.

Chapter 723 Invincible, Utterly Invincible

This old guy is no mere Nascent Soul cultivator; that sword strike that shattered the heavens is at least at the Great Ascension stage! But even a Great Ascension cultivator cannot shatter the laws of heaven and earth with a single sword strike.

What level of cultivation does Li Congxin possess? In two words: invincible.

Three words: Invincible.

In short: The number one person in all the heavens and myriad realms.

He simply forgot that he was the Supreme God, the Lord of all the heavens and myriad realms. What about shattering the laws of heaven and earth? That was the ultimate mystery of his swordsmanship, and the iron sword 'Slaying Heaven's Path' inherently possessed the power to cut through the laws.

Even without a sword, it's just a matter of a single thought.

At this moment, Wang Xuanji could no longer fathom Li Congxin's strength. Of course, he no longer needed to guess.

Boom!

As the iron sword struck, Wang Xuanji and the three thousand members of the Xuanji Sect were instantly pulverized, their flesh and bones shattered into dust.

The entire Xuanji Gate, including its buildings, trees, and livestock, was reduced to dust.

Rumble!

The entire majestic mountain where Xuanji Gate was located was shattered by a single sword strike, turning into dust on the ground.

A mediocre cultivation sect was wiped off the face of the earth.

Three hundred miles away.

Tao Yaoyao, Jianxue, and Luohong stared with their bright, big eyes and open cherry-like mouths, looking exactly like Li Congxin's white goose when it was in a daze.

Even the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, who is known as a legendary figure in the cultivation world of Qingzhou, might not be able to unleash that sword strike that Master just did.

A mortal man sat slumped on the ground, trembling all over, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

"Hey!"

Li Congxin sighed, "I gave you a chance, but you were useless!" With a wave of his hand, a rusty iron sword flew back into his hand.

At the moment Li Congxin annihilated the Xuanji Sect with a single sword strike, he had already flown away and retreated three hundred miles. At the same time, with a flick of his sleeve, he also swept away Tao Yaoyao and Jian Xue Luo Hong, and also swept away the mortal kneeling outside the mountain gate.

He said he would only exterminate the entire Xuanji Sect.

Li Congxin had gone mad to the point of being practically insane, but he still retained a sliver of rationality, or rather, compassion; he did not kill innocent mortals.

Because he was once a mortal himself, he knew all too well the suffering, weakness, and helplessness of ordinary people. "This is the consequence of bullying my apprentice, Old Li!"

Li Congxin curled his lip. He could already guess what was coming next: with one sword that could cleave the sky for eighty thousand miles, and with one sword that could shatter the Xuanji Gate, Old Li's name would soon resound throughout the world.

But soon, he will create an even bigger sensation to shock the world.

"Girls, let's walk."

Li Congxin tilted his head and howled, then chuckled at his disciples, "Oh no, I've forgotten the way."

He scratched his back with the iron sword, which was now almost completely blunt, and then put his hands on Jianxue and Luohong's shoulders, looking like a lewd old man: "Yaoyao, lead the way, let's go home."

"Old immortal, please wait!"

Just then, a trembling voice rang out from behind.

Li Congxin turned around and rolled his eyes: "Don't dream, I don't accept male disciples." "This humble one dares not have such a presumptuous thought."

The man was terrified, clearly extremely afraid of Li Congxin.

It was that mortal who was forced to kneel as punishment outside the Xuanji Gate.

How could a mortal have ever witnessed such a spectacular battle between gods? In his eyes, Li Congxin at this moment was clearly an all-powerful and omnipotent immortal.

However, this immortal was not kind; rather, he was very violent.

"Then why did you call me?" Li Congxin couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I humbly beg the old immortal to grant me a single elixir."

The man mustered his courage and said, "If I could obtain a single elixir to save my wife's life, Liu Er would gladly serve the old immortal as a slave."

"It's another day of working like a slave."

Li Congxin waved his sleeve, utterly bored: "I don't want cattle or horses either."

Only then did he understand: "Oh, so you went to Xuanji Sect to ask for medicine? Then why were you punished and made to kneel there?" At this, Liu Er's face showed sorrow: "I am a villager from Liu Family Village. My wife has tuberculosis and has been coughing up blood for a month. There is no cure for this disease in the mortal world, but I can't bear to see her getting thinner and thinner. I heard that the cultivators of Xuanji Sect can refine elixirs, and any one of them can cure all kinds of diseases in mortals. So I went to Xuanji Sect to ask for a elixir that can cure my illness."

"After finally reaching Xuanji Gate, I was so anxious that I shouted 'I beg the immortals to save my wife' outside the gate. But I never expected that this act would be so rash, disturbing the sect master of Xuanji Gate who was refining pills. As a result, I was punished and made to kneel outside the gate for a hundred years."

"If you dare to run away, I will send a disciple down the mountain to kill my elderly parents, sick wife, and young children." Saying this, he bowed deeply to Li Congxin: "If it weren't for the arrival of the old immortal, I would have knelt there to my death."

Li Congxin couldn't help but find it amusing.

An ordinary mortal can't even live for a hundred years, how could he kneel for so long? Kneeling without eating or drinking, he would die in seven or eight days at most. The people of Xuanji Sect obviously regarded his life as worthless and didn't care about it at all, so they just gave him a random punishment period.

“You did not abandon your sick wife. Although you are just an ordinary person, this quality surpasses that of most people in the world, whether they are mortals or immortals.”

Li Congxin rarely praised anyone, but he said to Jian Xue, "Disciple, give him a magic pill that can cure tuberculosis." Then he chuckled, "You don't have any, do you?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Seeing Xue nod quickly, she took out her storage ring and began searching carefully.

On the night he accepted disciples, Li Congxin smuggled a large amount of cultivation materials from the Blissful Ancestor and the Grass-Sleeping Ancestor, and then used them as gifts for his three disciples. Among these materials were also many spiritual pills.

In this other world, there are no Western medicines. Tuberculosis, a terminal illness for mortals, is nothing to cultivators. A single, ordinary Grade One Spirit Pill can cure it. This Grade One Spirit Pill, the Cleansing Pill, can wash away all harmful impurities from the body, not to mention tuberculosis, it might even eliminate cancer cells along the way.

"Let's go."

After giving Liu Er a magic pill, Li Congxin took one of his disciples by the shoulder and continued on his way.

"Thank you, old immortal."

"Thank you, three lovely fairies."

"After I return, my wife and I will burn incense every night and pray every day, wishing the old immortal and the three little fairy maidens a long and healthy life."

Amidst Liu Erwan's heartfelt thanks, Li Congxin stumbled.

"Gan!"

I almost couldn't resist going back to snatch the elixir back and give Liu Er a kick while I was at it.

"Never mind, never mind." Jianxue and Luohong dragged Li Congxin forward, saying, "Master, calm down, Master, don't be angry."

"Quack, quack, quack."

Suddenly, the big white goose appeared, waddling along beside them and loudly calling out, "Yaoyao, can you carry me? I'm so tired!"

"Fuck you."

As a result, he was kicked away by Li Congxin, who was looking for something to vent his anger on.

From the disappearing horizon came the angry voice of the big white goose: "You old bastard, when you were suffering, I was there for you, but when you're enjoying the good times, I don't get a single thing."

Not long after Li Congxin and his disciples left, a young man ran breathlessly to the location of the Xuanji Sect.

Zhang Han, who had run back from the misty valley, was completely dumbfounded.

He stood there, frozen like a silly roe deer, scratching his head and looking left, right, and then left again. "Holy crap!"

Then, he yelled, "What the hell? Where is the Xuanji Sect?"

He went out and came back to find the entire mountain gate gone.

He was slapped unconscious by Liao Ming in the misty valley and barely escaped with his life. This time, because the timing was different, he was unaware that he had once again narrowly escaped death.

"Who the hell was the ruthless one who did this?!"

Zhang Han shuddered: "That's too brutal!"

Then, he let out a loud wail: "Sect Master, elder brothers, sisters, junior brothers and sisters, I've come to collect your corpses."

He ran into the dust and started digging around.

From the sect leader to the disciples, everyone in the Xuanji Sect studies alchemy. Although everyone has been reduced to dust, it is unknown whether they can still find one or two undamaged spiritual pills in this wasteland.

Maybe I'll get lucky. He muttered to himself as he dug, "I'm such a loser, I'll have to find another place to hide again."

……

"Master, what exactly is your cultivation level?"

"It's not that high."

"Pshaw, who would believe that? Tell me, how high is it exactly?"

"About two or three stories high!"

Li Congxin, accompanied by several disciples, traveled through mountains and rivers. Not long after, he arrived at the outside of the Misty Valley where Tao Yaoyao and the others had previously searched for spiritual herbs.

"The surrounding area was sunny, and there wasn't a single rain cloud in the sky above the valley, yet a light drizzle was falling continuously inside."

Li Congxin muttered to himself, "What's the significance of this?"

“Master, it’s been many years.”

Tao Yaoyao said, "However, there are definitely strange things deep in this valley, but no one can get in." "Oh?"

Li Congxin narrowed his eyes.

Jian Xue said, "This place is called Fine Rain Valley outside. If you go deeper, it becomes Rainstorm Valley. If you go even deeper, it's raining knife rain. That knife rain can shatter gold and break rocks. People don't dare to get close at all."

Luo Hong said, "Further inside, there's even a rain of gunfire. Every drop of rain has the power to penetrate magical artifacts and armor. Even a powerful cultivator's physical body would find it difficult to resist."

"Hi~"

He shuddered and made a scared expression: "In the deepest part, it is said that there is a terrible rain of cannons, the rain is bigger than a fist, and contains extremely terrifying power. Every drop can destroy the body of a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Really, don't lie to you."

Luo Hong said earnestly, "Master, you know Old Ancestor Wocao of my Wanmo Sect. Before, he wanted to go deep into the valley to find high-level spiritual herbs, but he got hit by a rain of cannon fire and his butt was all bruised and battered." Tao Yaoyao giggled, "After he went back, he hid in Youcao Peak and sewed and repaired himself for several days."