Marrying Wives and Attaining Immortality in a Chaotic World

Chapter 397: The Strongest in the World

The moment Xu Lian, controlling the Thirty-Six Heavenly War God Battle Formation, descended upon Misty Ghost Mountain, the mountain’s rules were triggered.

It was as if he had stirred up a hornet’s nest – countless illusions erupted!

Layer upon layer.

Densely packed.

Obscuring the sky and blotting out the sun.

It was like falling into an abysmal hellscape.

“Such trivial tricks dare to challenge me? Behold the power of the Great Dragon of Heaven!”

Xu Lian recited a fake incantation that didn’t actually exist, finishing with a thunderous roar as his voice cracked like golden lightning: “Break for me!”

With the peak strength of a ninth rank supreme expert backing up the Thirty-Six Heavenly War God Battle Formation, Xu Lian didn’t need to understand what the peak of supremacy really meant. He simply relied on brute force to create miracles!

In an instant.

All illusions collapsed.

Reduced to ashes and scattered into nothingness.

In another instant-

All fog was blown away.

Vanished without a trace.

The once misty Misty Ghost Mountain was now completely clear, revealing countless eerie creatures. These creatures were frozen in fear as they stared at the god-like figure of the Thirty-Six Heavenly War God Battle Formation descending from the sky.

Obviously, these creatures had caused trouble here, using their illusions to torment anyone who passed by.

Back when Xu Lian had traveled through this place, it must have been one or more of these creatures that tormented him.

“A Divine Son’s revenge can wait a hundred years – but today, I will settle the score!”

Xu Lian’s sharp gaze swept over the creatures. Wherever his eyes landed, the creatures screamed in agony, melting like snowflakes under the scorching flames and disintegrating into ash.

The thirty-five supreme experts who were part of the thirty-six Heavenly War God Battle Formation all changed their expressions in alarm.

“Xu Lian, stop!”

“This Misty Ghost Mountain is a perilous place!”

The strongest members of the various top tier factions were equally stunned, their scalps tingling with unease.

“It’s over! We haven’t even dealt with the Qian Dynasty’s founding monster, and now we’re provoking another disaster?”

“Has Nine Heavenly Divine Son Xu Lian lost his mind?”

“What did Misty Ghost Mountain ever do to him?”

At the Divine Race Ancestral Grounds, Supreme Experts Bai Luohe , He Changfeng, and Meng Hao all turned pale with dread.

“Xu Lian pulling this stunt means that the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands are directly confronting Misty Ghost Mountain!”

“Is it too late to announce that Nine Heavenly Divine Son Xu Lian has been expelled from the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands?”

Time Supreme merely glanced at the panicking trio, remaining silent. Her beautiful eyes calmly observed Misty Ghost Mountain , seemingly assessing its changes.

Seeing her lack of reaction, Bai Luohe grew frantic. “O, the Nine Heavenly Divine Son have already caused an uproar! Can you say something?”

Meng Hao paced anxiously like an ant on a hot pan. “If this behavior of the Nine Heavenly Divine Son enrages Misty Ghost Mountain, what will become of our Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands? We must prepare immediately!”

Time Supreme spoke calmly. “You know nothing about the true depths of the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands. If we cannot handle something as insignificant as Misty Ghost Mountain, then we wouldn’t be called the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands.”

Bai Luohe, He Changfeng, and Meng Hao were stunned.

What did she mean…?

Was she implying that the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands wasn’t afraid of Misty Ghost Mountain?

There was even a hint of disdain in her tone of voice.

The three supreme experts exchanged glances as they suddenly realized something. Their faces lit up with excitement, and their spirits were rejuvenated.

They felt invigorated and confident again.

Suddenly, they no longer saw Xu Lian’s actions as unacceptable. In fact, it even seemed like he had brought honor to the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands…

“Well done!”

Indeed, in this chaotic era, nothing provided a greater sense of security than the overwhelming strength of a faction’s hidden reserves.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Meng Hao turned to Time Supreme and asked, “Junior sister, how does our foundation compare to that of the Qian Dynasty?”

Bai Luohe swallowed hard, hesitating before uttering, “Could it be… that our Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands’ foundation includes… immortals?”

At the mention of the word “immortal,” He Changfeng’s pupils widened, his curiosity piqued as well.

Time Supreme calmly replied, “The Foundation is the root upon which every top-tier faction stands – it is not something to be disclosed. However, you only need to know this: the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands’ Foundation fears no force, no perilous site, and no individual. There is no one we cannot face.”

With a sudden jolt, Bai Luohe, He Changfeng, and Meng Hao straightened their spines so abruptly that they almost overstretched their backs, their postures rigid with pride. They practically walked with their noses pointed skyward and their chests puffed out!

Their faces erupted into beaming smiles, their mouths stretched wider than ever. Nothing could have been more exhilarating than this revelation.

He Changfeng confidently declared, “Hmph, what’s so special about a little place like Misty Ghost Mountain ? It’s not worth making such a fuss over. If Little Xu wants to play around, let him – it is good practice!”

Bai Luohe stroked his white beard thoughtfully. “Yes, young people should indeed experience more challenges.”

Meng Hao offered a new interpretation of Xu Lian’s actions. “What Junior Sister means is that the world isn’t chaotic enough yet. Let Little Xu stir things up a bit – it will accelerate the chaos. When the world becomes turbulent enough, we can seize opportunities in the midst of the flames.”

Truly, once they realized the depth of their faction’s strength, the three Supremes underwent a complete change of heart.

Meanwhile, atop Misty Ghost Mountain, Xu Lian, controlling the Thirty-Six Heavenly War God Battle Formation, began scouring the area thoroughly.

He was determined to uncover the secrets hidden in this dangerous place. Although he didn’t fully grasp the extent of the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands’ foundation, he was certain of one thing: his current strength was unmatched in the world – unrivaled and peerless!

With the peak power of a ninth-rank supreme expert at his disposal, he had every confidence to confront any danger head-on. He didn’t believe that any dangerous place could pose a threat to him. If such a site harbored anything stronger than a ninth-rank supreme expert, it wouldn’t remain hidden-it would have already emerged.

Thus, he concluded that no perilous site could house an entity surpassing the peak of supremacy. Even if it did, such an entity would likely be crippled or bound by some restriction, unable to leave its confines.

With this reasoning, what was there to fear? If he didn’t take advantage of his prime years to do as he pleased, wouldn’t he be wasting his life?

Xu Lian meticulously searched every inch of Misty Ghost Mountain, but found nothing. Then he swept the area with his Divine Sense – still, nothing.

“Misty Ghost Mountain is supposed to be a renowned perilous site. How can it harbor only these eerie creatures? It doesn’t make sense.”

Frowning, Xu Lian sensed that something was wrong.

“Source of Misty Ghost Mountain , show yourself!”

With a thunderous roar, he transformed the Thirty-Six Heavenly War God Battle Formation into its colossal form, towering over heaven and earth. Bending down, he lifted the entire Misty Ghost Mountain from its roots.

The power to lift mountains and shake the world-it was truly a sight to behold!

Seeing this spectacle, the thirty-five supreme experts who were part of the Thirty-Six Heavenly War God Battle Formation were completely stunned. Bound by the formation, they were unable to control their own bodies and could only continuously channel their energy into the formation. With Xu Lian wielding absolute control over this immense power, he was essentially unstoppable-there was nothing they could do to prevent his actions.

The strongest members of the various top tier factions watched in awe, their jaws dropped. They no longer dared to reprimand Xu Lian lest he turn his wrath upon them, which would spell disaster. After all, Xu Lian had chosen to provoke Misty Ghost Mountain on his own. Whatever consequences arose would be his responsibility alone.

“If you don’t come out now, I’ll shatter Misty Ghost Mountain entirely! Where will you hide then?”

With one hand holding Misty Ghost Mountain, Xu Lian raised the other hand high, preparing to deliver a crushing blow.

Finally, the source of Misty Ghost Mountain could no longer withstand the pressure.

Silently, it manifested, hovering above the mountain’s peak!

At this moment, the eyes of every powerful being across the land were fixed here. Who wouldn’t want to know the origin of a dangerous place?

What appeared was a strange, slowly spinning vortex, ethereal and illusory, lacking any tangible form.

Without hesitation, Xu Lian tossed aside Misty Ghost Mountain and grabbed the mysterious vortex with his bare hands. This was the confidence of someone who possessed the peak strength of a ninth-class supreme expert.

His gaze sharpened, and divine light blazed forth from his eyes like two radiant lanterns, piercing deep into the heart of the vortex. He wanted to see what was inside.

And he saw it!

In the final days of the Primordial Era, there was a youth named Huan . His origins were unknown, his background a mystery. Silently, he cultivated alone.

Unlike ordinary cultivators, Huan specialized in illusions. In less than a thousand years, he ascended to the rank of supreme expert – an astonishing feat, though he remained obscure by choice. Had he sought fame, his name would have shaken the heavens.

One day, Huan broke through the limits of the Supreme Realm, entering an entirely new domain and beginning his ascent up the Staircase of Immortality.

Each step brought a deeper layer of illusion. Gradually, Huan reached unimaginable heights.

However, he became lost within his own illusions, unable to escape.

Eventually, his illusions cocooned him, descending upon Misty Ghost Mountain and forming this perilous site.

“Misty Ghost Mountain … So that’s how it is.”

Xu Lian gained clarity. Time Supreme had once told him that perilous sites were often the remnants left behind by those who had climbed the Staircase of Immortality – prodigies whose brilliance had shaped history.

He returned the mysterious vortex to Misty Ghost Mountain , where it quickly vanished, merging back into the mountain itself.

Whether Huan was alive or long dead remained unknown.

Even with the peak strength of a ninth-class supreme expert, Xu Lian couldn’t penetrate the cocoon of illusion. Further exploration was beyond his reach – for now.