Transmigrating to the world of Genshin Impact and becoming a big shot.

"Hurry, the gate to that secret realm has opened."

The streets were very noisy.

"Look, over there, there is golden light."

At this moment, in the forest not far north of Martial Arts City, as the gate to the secret realm opened, a golden light shot into the sky from the gate.

The golden light lasted for half an hour before disappearing. At the entrance of the secret realm, a large group of cultivators rushed into the secret realm.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"It's so noisy! It's so early in the morning, can't a person get any sleep?"

Zhao Chuan was lying on the bed, covering his ears and complaining, when he heard that the secret realm had opened. Zhao Chuan suddenly sat up as if waking from a dream.

"No way, that fast? I've only been here a few days."

He then jumped out of bed, used his spiritual power to tidy himself up, dispel the smell of alcohol, gathered his belongings, and disappeared in a flash.

"Look, a white light flew by."

Ordinary people on the street saw this and exclaimed.

Zhao Chuan rushed into the secret realm at top speed.

Soon they arrived at the entrance to the secret realm. This secret realm was fifty meters high and made entirely of pure iron. There were some corpses in front of the secret realm. Zhao Chuan walked forward, squatted down, and searched around.

"A fatal blow, that was ruthless."

"Her body was burned so badly that not an inch of her skin was intact. What a wonderful girl. How cruel."

"They are all rogue cultivators and cultivators from the lower realms."

Zhao Chuan sighed and slowly walked into the black and red vortex, thinking to himself that it was good that he arrived late. There were so many powerful people, I couldn't withstand them. I don't know what my father was thinking. Wasn't he trying to kill me?

After a moment of dizziness, Zhao Chuan entered the secret realm and felt a headache, which made him kneel on the ground, holding his head in his hands and muttering to himself.

"What's going on? Why do I feel so uncomfortable?"

A few minutes later, Zhao Chuan finally felt better, but as soon as he got up, he sensed a murderous intent.

A sword aura sliced ​​through the air, heading straight for Zhao Chuan. Seeing that he had reacted and dodged, Zhao Chuan stopped hiding and instead swung his sword at him, each strike carrying killing intent.

Zhao Chuan dodged the attacks one after another, summoned his weapon, and clashed with the sword.

"Huaiyang Thorn".

Zhao Chuan repelled the man, took a half-step back, and then stopped the water.

He spun around in mid-air, throwing his spear out. As it slipped from Zhao Chuan's grasp, he infused it with spiritual energy, and the spear hurtled rapidly toward the man.

"Protective spell".

Seeing that something was wrong, the man shouted.

In an instant, a golden light enveloped the man's entire body.

When it collides with the spear.

Zhao Chuan vanished into thin air.

But suddenly it materialized next to the spear.

Grabbing the weapon, he channeled his spiritual power and thrust it forcefully. A shattering sound rang out, the golden light dissipated, and the man collapsed to the ground.

"The disciples from the upper realm seem to have some strength; they're probably guarding the entrance, preventing anyone from entering."

Zhao Chuan put away his spear, used a fire spell to burn the corpse, and glanced at the treasures on the body, but there was nothing that caught his eye.

"I never imagined that a master from the upper realm would not have a single valuable treasure on him. How poor."

Zhao Chuan waved his long sleeves, made a complaint, and then headed deeper into the secret realm.

Along the way, I heard too many stories of cultivators fighting over treasures.

Zhao Chuan was just idly watching the spectacle, pointing fingers, and sowing discord.

"Brother, look at this, this is what you mean by narrow-mindedness. This treasure clearly belongs to these young men. Don't you know what 'first come, first served' means? You're bullying the few because you have more people. I'm not trying to criticize you, but you're really shameless."

Zhao Chuan lay on a tree branch, one hand supporting his head, the other holding an apple, eating it while cursing a group of white-clad youths beside him.

"Senior brother, I can't take it anymore. He's been nagging us for half an hour."

A young man in white spoke to the man with a high ponytail in front of him.

"Seriously? I only said a couple of things to you, why are you getting so worked up?"

Seeing the murderous aura emanating from the leading man, Zhao Chuan stood up and jumped down.

"Brother, calm down. You two take your time fighting. I'll be leaving now. Goodbye."

Before anyone could react, a circle rose up beneath Zhao Chuan's feet, revealing black and white patterns.

Zhao Chuan waved to the people dressed in formal attire, and they all disappeared.

This left them dumbfounded; the treasure was still in their hands, yet they had all run away.

The man in the lead clenched his fist.

"Tell the elders about this, and help me kill that man in black and white."

"go back".

After saying that, he flew deep into the secret realm.

Elsewhere, in a desolate jungle, a faint white light flashed.

"Thank you for your great help, young master. My name is Huang Wen. My brothers and I will remember your kindness in saving our lives. Please tell us your name, young master, and we will repay your kindness in the future."

At this moment, a handsome man clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and said to me.

"Thank you, young master."

The group following Huang Wen said in unison.

"I am just an unknown nobody. I couldn't stand it today. They were bullying the few with their numbers. It was just a small favor, nothing to brag about."

"I have other matters to attend to. Turn left; that's the exit of the secret realm. Take your treasures and leave first."

Zhao Chuan put his hands on his hips, smiled smugly, and then gestured for them to proceed.

"Alright, thank you very much, young master."

After saying that, he led everyone away.

Zhao Chuan continued his journey deeper into the secret realm.

"Father is really something. He sent me here without telling me why. It's not good for me to just wander around here aimlessly."

Zhao Chuan murmured.

Suddenly, the storage ring on his finger began to tremble. Zhao Chuan noticed this and used his divine sense to probe inside the ring.

A compass the size of a bronze mirror appeared in Zhao Chuan's hand, with two pointers, one black and one white.

"Good heavens, a treasure-hunting compass! Father, you've really gone all out!"

"Alright, I finally know what I'm looking for!"

After speaking, he activated the compass, and soon the white needle lit up, pointing to the depths.

"Judging by this brightness, it might be a big treasure. What could it be? Just thinking about it makes me excited."

Zhao Chuan put away the compass and rushed inside with strange steps.

deep.

"Elder He, it's just ahead, at the place where the golden light appears."

Deep within the secret realm, this place was occupied by cultivators from the upper realm, all of whom were looking in one direction.

At a glance, a long sword radiating light floats high above, its body covered in black patterns. Between the hilt and the blade is a crimson-gold rock inlaid, and small pieces of gold rock encircle the blade. Below the platform where the long sword is stored, there is a long, straight staircase, and the pressure it releases prevents the cultivator's spaceship from moving forward.

"The pressure from above is too strong, what should we do?"

"Yes, what should we do?"

"Our sect's geniuses have only reached the 280th floor; there are still 20 floors that they just can't climb no matter what they do."

The cultivator dressed in white below spoke, and the other cultivators also discussed it.

"Silence. This sword is incredibly sacred. It may be waiting for a destined person. If you think you are that person, then step forward and take it away."

Elder He shouted with an imposing aura.

At this moment, Zhao Chuan also arrived at the altar and heard these words.

"As expected, there are treasures. The people of the upper realm are cunning, and there are so many cultivators around. It won't be so easy to take them."

He squatted on a tree branch not far from the group of upper realm cultivators, muttering to himself.

Suddenly, several loud voices rang out.

Several men dressed in black robes suddenly appeared around Zhao Chuan and flew towards the altar.

"Heh, that's interesting."

Zhao Chuan chuckled.

When Elder He saw that someone had arrived, he immediately gestured for them to enter.

The visitors were none other than Brother Gu and Brother Dong.

The two walked quickly forward.

After the 230th floor, the two arrived at the same point.

He was thrown away by the immense pressure.

With Brother Gu and Brother Dong leading the way, many cultivators rushed forward, eager to try their luck, and Zhao Chuan also joined them.

As you can imagine, they were all blasted away by this oppressive force.

Zhao Chuan was no exception, except that he was knocked away from the spot where he had taken Huang Wen and his group away in front of the upper realm cultivators. At that moment, the senior brother recognized Zhao Chuan at a glance.

"Elder He, it was him who helped the thieves steal my treasure. I also found out that the disciples guarding the gate were killed by him."

He hurriedly walked towards the white-haired middle-aged man and said in a deep voice.

Elder He's face darkened after hearing this. He slowly walked forward.

“Young brother, you killed my sect’s disciples and stole my sect’s treasures, and now you dare to come here? Aren’t you slapping me in the face? You don’t take our Daoyuan Sect seriously at all.”

The spiritual energy in his hand condensed.

"Old man, you want to kill me? Bullying the weak, aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"

Seeing that things were not going well and that he seemed to have walked right into a trap, Zhao Chuan simply stopped pretending and shouted at the person in front of him.

"Divine retribution, you are not worthy of letting the Heavenly Dao know of your existence."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light struck.

Zhao Chuan summoned his spear and dodged the attack by leaning back. Before he could react, Elder He appeared in front of him, gathering power in his hand to strike Zhao Chuan's vitals.

"Cough cough cough,"

Zhao Chuan struggled to his feet, bright red liquid dribbling from the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, I did kill him, but we attacked first, I was just defending myself."

He gathered his strength and channeled it into the gun.

"Oh dear, Elder He, how come there are always some heartless people bullying you wherever you go? It's because you're too weak."

A blue-haired girl walked over, her heavy makeup giving her a unique aura, and teased.

"Elder Baiyu, please step aside. This is none of your business."

Elder He formed a hand seal, radiating spiritual energy, without even glancing at Bai Yu to the side.

Upon seeing the elder's moves, the disciples of Daoyuan Sect consciously retreated fifty meters. Bai Yu also wisely returned to Baihua Sect and told her disciples to stay away as well!

Other sects from the upper realms also stepped aside to watch the spectacle.

Seeing the old man unleash such powerful strength, Zhao Chuan suddenly felt incredibly weak.

"Today is your death day. I will not give you any chance to fight back. After all, villains die from talking too much."

Elder He soared into the air, transforming into a human figure behind him.

"Since you want me dead, I'll make sure you suffer too."

"Let me see if a dignified elder from the upper realm has the ability to kill me."

Zhao Chuan circulated his aura throughout the surroundings, wielding his spear with a cloud dragon that appeared and disappeared, and the voices of both sides resounded through the sky.

"Zhen-Tian-Yin".

The figure behind Elder He transformed into a giant, taking on Elder He's appearance. As Elder He struck out with his palm in mid-air, the giant's hand smashed down towards Zhao Chuan.

"Angry Dragon Pierces Heart".

Zhao Chuan unleashed the golden dragon from the tip of his spear, accompanied by a dragon's roar.

The collision of their skills created a massive explosion, followed by a flash of white light.

Elder He was stunned. He looked at the smoke and saw that the black-and-white-haired boy was nowhere to be seen, and smiled.

Before he could even feel smug, the disciples of the Forgetful Sect saw the disheveled young man.

“Look, he’s kneeling on the altar.”

It turned out that the palm strike hadn't disappeared after the explosion. In a panic, he took out his shield and opened it to defend himself, crushing the Heart-Shattering Stone to form a shield. The powerful explosion caused Zhao Chuan to vomit blood, and the strong impact made him unable to stand.

The impact sent them flying directly onto the altar platform.

The oppressive aura emanating from the shrine made it hard for Zhao Chuan to breathe, and he struggled to his feet.

"You old bastard, even if I die today, I will drag you down with me."

He unleashed his full power and shouted at the people below the stage with all his might.

He charged towards the sword despite the oppressive aura, gripped it tightly, and gathered all his spiritual power into his arm.

"You have spoken out of arrogance and deserve to die. Today, I, the elder, will send you into the cycle of reincarnation on behalf of Heaven."

Elder He rose into the air once more, his hands forming a hand seal, his majestic aura spreading outwards, and he spoke in a deep voice.

A slender yellow light streaked across the sky.

It was aimed at Zhao Chuan.

At this moment, Zhao Chuan drew his sword, and instantly golden light shot into the sky once again.

He used all his strength to channel his spiritual energy into the blade. With a swift turn and a shout, he swung the blade at Elder He, who was floating in the air, the clothes on his arm tearing open with the force of the impact.

A blade of sword energy converged within the sword energy, brushing past a streak of yellow light.

In an instant, the heavens and earth trembled.

Zhao Chuan knelt on the ground, no longer having the strength to resist the attack.

In an instant, the yellow light pierced Zhao Chuan's chest.

In an instant, a white light shone, and the altar transformed into white power that enveloped Zhao Chuan.

It transforms into a sphere and soars into the sky.

"Ding, the Space Selection System has been successfully activated. It has detected that the host is in a dying state and cannot be repaired. The backup plan has been activated. The host's soul and memories will be immediately transferred out. The spatial plane will be opened, with Earth as the target."

In an instant, a white sphere disappeared from everyone's sight.

As expected, the accident still happened.

"Ding! Teleportation interrupted in danger. Spatial vortex detected ahead. Requesting immediate retreat!"

"Request failed, system error, code error."