Three days later, a small, thin figure joined Mu Changqing, it was Yin Yin.
As for the Primordial Chaos Green Lotus, Mu Changqing had dispatched it to assist Empress Xuan Yue in guarding the Heavenly Court.
Mu Changqing now needed to deal with the matter of the Three Thousand Immortal Emperors. As for the Primordial Chaos Green Lotus and other innate beings, he had his own uses for them.
One large and one small figure vanished into the starry expanse, stepping into the myriad realms.
"Yin Yin, across all the myriad realms, wherever you point, the Primordial Violet Qi shall be yours."
Mu Changqing ceased holding back. He would utilize Yin Yin's abilities to dismantle the schemes of the Heavenly Dao and the innate beings within the myriad realms.
Secondly, Yin Yin also needed to undergo transformation with the aid of the Primordial Violet Qi.
Mu Changqing knew that once Yin Yin completed her ultimate transformation, his own next transformation into a higher realm would closely follow.
Yin Yin nodded excitedly, diligently sensing the presence of those destined for the Primordial Violet Qi across the myriad realms.
"Big Brother, there are several strands of Primordial Violet Qi over there!"
Following Yin Yin's direction, Mu Changqing's gaze swept across the myriad realms.
He saw a colossal star, faintly emanating a blood-fiend aura, suspended in the void.
From afar, it resembled the firmament stained crimson, incongruous with other great realms.
Mu Changqing's divine sense scanned it, sensing carefully.
Hidden within were numerous destiny imprints, signifying the birth of many Sons of Destiny.
What's more, without careful perception, one would fail to detect the anomaly within.
"Interesting, the Asura Realm. All cultivators in the myriad realms only know of the prominence of the Heavenly Realm and the Demonic Realm, unaware that the Asura Realm is far more intriguing. A game? Heh heh!"
Mu Changqing muttered to himself, his purple eyes flickering, a strange smile playing on his lips.
Grasping Yin Yin's hand, their figures gradually faded, vanishing into the boundless starry void.
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The Asura Realm.
This world was like a desolate dead land, the earth a dark blood-red hue. Everywhere one looked, it contained a dense blood-fiend aura.
The cultivators of the Asura Realm lived by slaughter. Compared to the Demonic Realm, the cultivators here were more brutal and bloodthirsty.
For some unknown reason, the immortal spiritual energy in this world was thin.
Therefore, the cultivators of the Asura Realm cultivated using the blood-fiend aura.
Consequently, cultivators from other great realms seldom set foot in this world.
One reason was that this realm was unsuitable for cultivators from other great realms.
The second reason was that this world was a true land of slaughter; perhaps you could be in normal seclusion, only to suddenly suffer a surprise attack and die with your eyes wide open.
Suddenly, in a certain part of the Asura Realm, one large and one small figure appeared.
Mu Changqing, holding Yin Yin's hand, descended into this realm.
Taking a deep breath, Mu Changqing's body automatically filtered the blood-fiend aura of the Asura Realm.
His brow twitched slightly, and he mused aloud.
"An innate aura, truly interesting. Waiting for me?"
Suddenly, sounds of vulgar curses echoed.
"Heh heh heh, another tender young man has arrived. Today, your brothers can feast again."
"That little girl isn't bad either; she'd probably be delicious when cooked."
"Don't you dare fight with me for her, she's mine tonight."
Mu Changqing looked in the direction of the voices. Dozens of muscular cultivators, with bare chests and wielding somewhat ferocious and domineering厄灵器, grinned wildly, their bodies radiating blood-fiend aura as they eyed Mu Changqing and Yin Yin.
The most robust of these men, his eyes filled with lust, looked excitedly at Mu Changqing.
Mu Changqing's expression was indifferent, a terrifying glint flashing in his purple eyes.
In an instant, the bodies of the dozens of Asura Realm cultivators were inexplicably engulfed in terrifying purple flames, scorching their flesh and souls. They endured the most extreme pain in the world, yet could not die.
"Ignorant mortals, to defile me. I bestow upon you ten thousand years of purgatorial suffering."
With his words, Mu Changqing lightly flicked his sleeve. The dozens of figures, amidst their anguished wails, were thrown into the Temporal Prison, their lives worse than death as they endured endless torment.
Then, taking Yin Yin's small hand, he stepped forward, heading towards the sacred land of the Asura Realm.
The Asura Holy Land, within the Asura Hall.
At this moment, the Asura Emperor reclined on an imperial throne forged from cold gold, his gaze filled with dense blood-fiend aura and indifference.
"Lord Asura, our Asura Realm has plotted for a million years. When shall we commence the campaign to conquer the myriad realms? With our current foundation, and considering that the Heavenly Realm and the Demonic Realm have suffered attacks from a terrifying powerful individual, this is an opportune moment."
Beneath the main seat, an Asura Realm cultivator of Giant Immortal King level respectfully cupped his hands and spoke with a chilling tone.
Here, within the Asura Hall, there were astonishingly twenty cultivators of Giant Immortal King level, with over two hundred other Immortal Kings of various levels.
This strength was even more terrifying and daunting than the original Heavenly Realm and Demonic Realm.
Yet, the Asura Realm had always been content to remain beneath the Heavenly Realm and Demonic Realm, patiently enduring.
Furthermore, the entire Asura Realm stood in stark contrast to the other myriad realms.
In other great realms, travel was facilitated by starships, with even the demonic race having dedicated starships.
Only the Asura Realm stood independent of the myriad realms, an outcast.
The Asura Emperor lightly tapped the edge of his enormous seat with his fingers, seemingly contemplating something.
After a moment, the Asura Emperor raised his face and calmly stated.
"The time is not yet ripe. Esteemed sirs, we have endured for a million years, why the haste? In at most a year, our Asura Realm will make the entire myriad realms know who the overlords are, the foremost realm."
The Asura Emperor's tone was overbearing, and the blood-fiend aura radiating from him sent shivers down one's spine.
As for his cultivation, he had naturally attained the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm.
However, to conquer the myriad realms, relying solely on him, the Asura Emperor, was clearly insufficient.
Therefore, the Asura Emperor had a backup plan, a trump card that could fear no powerful beings in the myriad realms.
Everyone nodded in agreement, disciplined and strict, none daring to defy the Asura Emperor.
Just then, a slightly discordant voice queried.
"Lord Asura, it is rumored that the Forbidden Emperor of Emperor's Fall, Burial Emperor, has returned. Is this true? It is said that the former Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Realm fell by his hand."
As the words were spoken, the entire Asura Hall fell into deathly silence.
An indescribable great dread enveloped the Asura Hall.
Exchanging glances, they could all see the profound apprehension in each other's eyes.
Burial Emperor, these two words alone were enough to instill fear and despair in the hearts of the ambitious and long-suffering powerhouses of the Asura Realm, who had endured for a million years.
The Asura Emperor's expression also shifted slightly. The reason he did not dare to easily commence the campaign to conquer the myriad realms was precisely because of Mu Changqing's existence, an unknown being of terrifying power.
They were naturally not privy to the supreme battles that had occurred in the Primordial Chaos.
However, the Battle of Emperor's Fall was widely known and had been passed down to this day.
Coupled with Mu Changqing's past reflection across the myriad realms, countless top experts had sensed his return.
Therefore, the Asura Emperor's plan to conquer the myriad realms had been repeatedly postponed.
The purpose was to wait for the opportune moment to fully mature, to possess the trump card to contend with Mu Changqing.
After a moment of silence, the Asura Emperor suppressed the boundless fear and apprehension towards Mu Changqing in his heart.
"Fear not, our Asura Realm has its own methods of dealing with it. Perhaps outside the Asura Realm, we cannot contend with the Burial Emperor, but within the Asura Realm, even the Burial Emperor would have to retreat."
As his words fell, before the top powerhouses of the Asura Realm could even express excitement,
Footsteps were heard from outside the great hall.
The sound was light, one large and one small, yet it was clearly audible to everyone within the Asura Hall.