Fantasy: I Became Invincible By Editing Narratives

Meanwhile.

The muddle-headed Chen Beixuan returned to the Empyrean Sword Sect from the Grand Myriad Mountains.

He could not accept that the Chaos Divine Fruit had been intercepted!

He could not do without the Chaos Divine Fruit to build a foundation for him.

His rise would undoubtedly slow down a lot.

Therefore, Chen Beixuan hated that person who had intercepted his opportunity to the core!!!

But no amount of hatred would help.

He did not know who had intercepted his opportunity!

Although the Chaos Divine Fruit is gone, I can try to shine at the upcoming sect tournament.

In this sect tournament, the top five persons can enter the first peak of Patriarch Empyrean to cultivate for 10 days.

As long as I seize this opportunity to increase my strength to the fifth level of the Divine Sea Realm, the subsequent trip to the Great Yan Dynasty's mystic realm will be much easier!

He pondered over this.

The pain in his aching heart gradually subsided.

In his previous life.

He relied on this small opportunity to successfully enter the First Summit's mystic realm to cultivate.

From the third level of the Divine Sea Realm to the fifth level of the Divine Sea Realm, when the Great Yan Dynasty's mystic realm appeared, the Empyrean Sword Sect sent them as the first batch of disciples to enter.

I can't lose in this coming Sect Tournament!

Just you wait. This sect tournament is my chance to soar into the sky!

Those geniuses will be trampled under my feet!

I, Chen Beixuan, the Reincarnation Emperor, will walk to the extreme of the Martial Dao step by step, overlooking the world's mountains and rivers!

Chen Beixuan clenched his fists and made an oath.

…

The disciples who were happy about the sect tournament quickly produced a heated clamor in the Empyrean Sword Sect.

And yet…

In an attic on the Fourth Summit.

As one of the three Dao Seeds of the Empyrean Sword Sect, Wang Qingxuan was extremely frustrated.

Without the Blood Cloud Powder to cultivate, his cultivation speed was as slow as a snail compared to previous 'geniuses'.

At this moment.

Someone suddenly pushed open the door hurriedly.

A fifth-level Divine Sea disciple rushed in anxiously.

"Your Highness, bad news!

Mo Ya was killed!!"

Wang Qingxuan, who was already in a bad mood, immediately lit up like a gunpowder barrel when he heard that Mo Ya had been killed.

His eyes were filled with cold killing intent.

"Who did this?!!"

Mo Ya was one of his most capable trusted aides!

With the strength of the ninth level of the Divine Sea Realm, they were all core disciples of the Demon Sect.

Now, he actually died in the Empyrean Sword Sect!!

Could it be that guy called Shen Ran? he thought.

But isn't the other party at the third level of the Divine Sea Realm?

How could he kill Mo Ya, who was at the eighth level of the Divine Sea Realm?

Facing the furious Wang Qingxuan, the disciple said with trepidation.

"Your Highness, after we discovered that Shen Ran had walked out of the mountain gate alone, we asked Mo Ya to kill him. We didn't expect Shen Ran to actually hide his strength. He's not at the third level of the Divine Sea Realm, but the sixth level!"

In the end, Mo Ya was killed by Shen Ran before he could even make 10 moves!

Hearing that he had actually fallen into Shen Ran's hands, Wang Qingxuan's face darkened and he gritted his teeth. "It's this guy again!!

I must tear him into pieces!!!"

It was because of this Shen Ran that all the people whom he sent to get the Blood Cloud Powder were dead and the Blood Cloud Powder was lost.

Now, it was again because of Shen Ran that his trusted subordinate, Mo Ya, was dead.

How could Wang Qingxuan not be angry?

He, who was already in a bad mood, immediately got up from his chair. His entire body was filled with anger, and he lifted the clouds above the Fourth Summit.

"Your Highness! Don't be rash!"

"Your Highness! If we go out and kill Shen Ran now, it will expose the disciples of the Divine Sect!"

"Your Highness…"

Looking at the livid Wang Qingxuan, many Demon Cult disciples in the attic spoke immediately.

If Wang Qingxuan went out and killed Shen Ran, wouldn't that be equivalent to announcing his identity?

If the Empyrean Sword Sect was alerted and began to investigate, all the Demon Cult disciples who had infiltrated the Empyrean Sword Sect this year would die!

Immediately.

Some Demon Cult disciples tried to persuade him.

"Your Highness, there's still half a month left before the Empyrean Sword Sect's sect tournament. Shen Ran is the chief disciple of the Eighth Summit, and he will definitely participate. During the tournament, we could accidentally land him a heavy blow, then wouldn't Shen Ran's life be in our hands?"

The furious Wang Qingxuan relented reluctantly when he heard this.

He might be angry, but he wasn't brainless.

If all the Demon Cult disciples died, he would have no way out.

Moreover.

His family would be implicated too!

Seeing that his enemy was right in front of him but he could not take revenge, Wang Qingxuan gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Okay!

Then let's see how many lives you, Shen Ran, have during the sect tournament!!!"

…

Wang Qingxuan's anger did not disturb Shen Ran, who was in seclusion.

At this moment.

He had entered the most critical moment.

The bones in his body were emitting a dazzling golden light. His blood surged in his veins and let out a thunderous roar, like a surging river.

The liquefied spiritual energy in his body surged like waves.

This made his whole body emit a terrifying aura.

Shen Ran sat cross-legged.

The Invincible Supreme Bones in his body emitted endless dazzling light. A stream of Dao current flowed around his body, and dense spiritual energy formed a boundless spiritual energy vortex around him.

"Huhu…"

A moment later.

When his aura gradually calmed down, Shen Ran slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were bright and shining like the dark night sky. It was as if they could traverse the ages and see through all illusions.

I've finally stabilized my Second Level Illumination Realm!