Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin Wu Liang had the Vajra Demon Pestle boost him to the Celestial Immortal Stage, but that proved pointless before Chen Changan. He might as well not bother, for the result would be the same: powerless to resist. “Impossible! Impossible!” Wu Liang’s features were twisted in disbelief and denial. He was kneeling… again. The first was to beg for his life, and now, despite his immense strength, it still doesn’t change anything. Chen Changan stood proud and tall, like a god, and Wu Liang was reduced to a measly ant. “No, NO! I have a Celestial Immortal’s power, so why?” Wu Liang could not accept it. “Grandmaster, do you understand the meaning of absolute?” “Absolute,” Liang muttered. He was a wreck and could not think of Chen Changan’s words. Chen Changan raised his right hand and opened his palm. Not a trace of power or cultivation ebbed, but Wu Liang’s instincts screamed that death was upon him. “W-what are you d-doing?” Wu Liang stammered in terror. [I’m going to die! I’m going to die!] “Grandmaster, do you care to see blood bloom?” Wu Liang’s lips moved, but no word came out. Chen Changan’s palm closed in. An infinite destructive force had Wu Liang squeal in agony as he burst like a balloon. His soul and body were destroyed, and Chen Changan put away his hand, watching the bloody mist. In the Absolute Domain, a finger twitch was enough for everything. Immortal? No, even the highest stage wouldn’t make a difference. All had the same fate: death. Absolute meant undeniable. With Wu Liang’s remains fading into the wind, his terrifying aura vanished as well. The cultivators breathed easier. They believed they were really going to die from pressure alone. Bai Yue shook in surprise. “The almighty pressure is gone! Even his energy! Did he die?” From the power she felt, she knew he used a Dao treasure, bringing him to the Celestial Immortal Stage, but was still wiped out in an instant? Bai Yue was in disbelief. Celestial Immortals were beyond powerful, with plenty of aces up their sleeves. Killing them wasn’t supposed to be a sport! It was impossible in real life, yet one died on the Nine Province Continent? Was this some kind of sick joke? “Bai Yue, what are you thinking?” Ah’Miao saw her weird face and asked. Bai Yue said, “Ah’Miao, a powerful Immortal came to Myriad Mountains. You felt his pressure, too.” Ah’Miao nodded, still recalling its terrifying force. “It was awful. I felt like I was going to be crushed to death.” “It’s gone now, Ah’Miao. Do you think he fled or that Senior killed him?” “Hi-hi, Senior is sure to have removed this arrogant Immortal for harming the cultivators on Myriad Mountains with his outrageous conduct.” Bai Yue felt conflicted. “But he was so strong. Senior…” Ah’Miao cut her off with a wave, her face a mask of worship. “Can an Immortal surpass Senior?” “True.” Bai Yue nodded. For Chen Changan to kill such an Immortal, his own level must be insane. She wasn’t going to miss this chance for anything. She would become his disciple! [Senior is a hidden expert, a deep enigma. The other Immortal Domain geniuses will strive to be his disciples too.] The disciple contest was going to be tough. Bai Yue’s confidence waned, uncertain if she had what it took to be his disciple. She was going to double her effort to get close to him. … Wu Liang died, but his Immortal Essence remained, turned into another Immortal Pill at Chen Changan’s whim. The power contained in it was that of a powerful Immortal Lord. It had been mere days, yet Ling Bao’er only absorbed a negligible part of Shen Wu’s Immortal Pill and still advanced Layers. He was certain that when she finished with it, Ling Bao’er would ascend! With another incredible Immortal Pill, Foxy would also improve after she got her constitution. Putting the pill away, all that remained in the air were the floating Vajra Demon Pestle and a storage ring. The two fell into his hands and Chen Changan felt the relentless force of Buddhist power within the weapon. “This thing boosted his power, making him believe he could beat me.” Chen Changan shook his head, not interested in the Buddhist Artifacts at all. His eyes turned to the storage ring with a gleam. “I wonder how many Immortal Stones I’ll get this time.” With no cultivation, the storage ring remained closed. Using force, he destroyed it, and the contents spilled out. There were few things in the storage ring. Besides a sutra, clothes, pills, and such, there were hardly any Immortal Stones. There were only three Top Grade Immortal Stones and a few others of different grades. “The monk sure was a poor wretch.” The Vajra Demon Pestle hummed, wanting to leave his hand. Chen Changan grabbed it harder. It was unable to escape his grasp, no matter how ruthlessly powerful it was. Chen Changan squinted and glanced in Soaring Immortal Mountain’s direction. He sensed that it was the golden meatball beneath Fig that called it. “The meatball must be ready to pop.”