The light shimmered and the stars receded, leaving the little one with a peculiar sensation, as if traveling through the vast sea of stars, traversing ancient time and space.
Without much time for contemplation, a golden passage opened, revealing a new world before him. He stood on a large boulder, looking up at this blessed land of hidden realms.
At the initial site, after a moment of turmoil, everyone quickly began their journey back to report the news. This was undoubtedly a significant event.
"What? He really broke into a higher-level realm?"
"Just a kid, daring to oppose various sects, yet so powerful. This is truly extraordinary."
Whether in the Realm of the Divine or the ancient nations, everyone was astonished upon hearing the news. This was not mere talk; the mischievous child had actually taken action.
Just yesterday there were rumors, and today he had entered the blessed land of hidden realms. His decisive action was evident to all.
This was naturally a huge uproar. People saw his dominance at the initial site and knew his combat power was formidable. Many were watching with great interest.
"This guy never settles down, causing endless trouble wherever he goes. He's truly a disaster."
In the palace of the Fire Nation, a woman in red feathered attire with shimmering red light murmured. Her brows furrowed, and though she was only fourteen or fifteen years old, she was tall and her curves were alluring.
It was Fire Spirit. She soon recalled that the mischievous child had referred to her as "Big Fatty," and she clenched her teeth, her fair face flushed with anger.
She had grown up without anyone commenting on her figure, yet that brat had called her a fatso.
At that moment, a small gray creature scurried past, carrying a spirit herb, and quickly disappeared into its little nest.
"White-eyed wolf. Why do you listen to him so much? Trying to ruin my collection with your daily indulgence," Fire Spirit complained angrily.
The small wolf hid in its nest made of spirit herbs, blinking its large eyes innocently.
"Alright, let's go to the Realm of the Divine and see how he fares. Does he really think he's invincible? At the very least, I know there are those who are not weaker than him. Just not sure if they will appear."
Mists swirled and fog enveloped the area, resembling a fairyland. Majestic mountains stood tall, radiating precious light. Various spirit herbs grew there, and even a sacred herb absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, appearing faintly in the mist.
A girl in purple suddenly opened her eyes and walked out of a cave on a divine mountain. She gazed into the distance, biting her red lips, and said, "Shameless brat."
The Rain Clan, the ancient Tuoba family, and others also received the news and were preparing.
"The initial site is not the only entrance to the wasteland. At the very least, the creatures of the ancient divine mountain do not use this route. Moreover, there are many relic species with another path. Should we invite some people? It would be best to provoke the offspring of the ancient divine creatures."
Some were scheming to attract legendary pure-blooded beings to deal with the little one.
"Do not provoke disaster. Even our ancestors dare not enter those forbidden areas. It could bring great calamity to our clan."
"The ancient divine mountain should not be touched. Otherwise, even royal families might be flattened. But, can we attract beings from outside the realm?"
The wasteland was vast and boundless. Yet beyond it, there were other great domains.
"Forget it, it's too far, and we have no means to cross it," someone shook their head.
"Well, it might not be certain. Some exceptionally talented geniuses, after creating invincible achievements in their own domains, might come across domains. We wouldn't need to invite them."
The little one found everything new and fascinating. In this high-level realm, the spiritual energy was denser, far surpassing the initial site, making it perfect for cultivation.
"Why does it seem no different from the real world? I thought I entered with my physical body." He once again wondered about the nature of this realm created by the ancient ancestors' deities.
Could it be that when cultivation reaches its peak, one can abandon their physical body and only the spirit remains, thus being called the Divine Realm?
"How frightening. Without a physical body, what does it mean?" He shook his head, jumped down from the boulder, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery filled with flowers and birds.
"Ah, an old herb. Let’s pick it and see what effect it has." As he ran by a beautiful mountain, he saw an ancient herb growing on the cliff.
The little one leaped up, picked it, and ate it in a few bites, feeling a bit more vitality within him.
"A world constructed from spiritual power. Everything here corresponds to the outside world, and what it evolves into has its effects. The gods are truly terrifying."
"The mischievous child has arrived."
Ahead, there was a city. It wasn't very large but had a grand presence, like a lying sacred beast, emitting streams of light.
Many people in the city were observing, and the city walls were crowded with people.
The blessed land of hidden realms was vast and boundless. One could only reach various treasure spots through this city; otherwise, walking alone would never reach the destination.
Almost every major clan occupied a piece of the blessed land, separated by great distances, all connected through this city.
"This is Dongtian City," the little one stopped and observed carefully.
The city was not tall but very ancient, standing firm since ancient times. It was constructed from spiritual power and remained as solid as ever.
He had learned from Elder Jing that Dongtian City was a hub, crucial for entering and exiting various blessed lands.
"The name of the city matches this blessed land. It suppresses cultivation to the Dongtian realm. Hmm, I have opened nine Dongtian realms, so there shouldn’t be any danger." The mischievous child muttered to himself.
However, he also felt some anticipation, hoping to encounter real opponents. Otherwise, if he was invincible, pushing through effortlessly was too boring; he wanted to temper himself.
"Dongtian City, here I come," the little one shouted, then stomped heavily, launching himself into the sky. He leaped a considerable distance and crashed down with a loud boom.
The incredibly hard rocky ground shattered into pieces, and the entire street almost collapsed, showing how powerful he was.
People were stunned. This child was indeed fierce, bypassing the city gates and directly crashing in like a giant rock.
The little one scratched his head, thinking there would be someone to stop him, so he entered forcefully, not expecting to cause such severe damage.
A stone tablet rose, and a line of brilliant small characters appeared, warning from the Realm of the Divine. It essentially stated that if he continued to destroy Dongtian City, he would be expelled.
The mischievous child's face turned green. He had just returned and had been sealed for two years. If he was driven away again, he would truly be spitting blood.
Many people watched, first stunned, then bursting into laughter. This child was always so amusing. Although fierce, sometimes he was quite funny.
The little one walked forward dejectedly, taking small, cautious steps, fearing he might actually destroy the ancient city. He headed straight to the center of the city, where there were many portals to choose from.
"I know that there are forces from various sects in the city. Now I announce that from the Rain Clan and the Tuoba family, each clan must submit ten jars of precious blood, or I will personally collect them."
The mischievous child stood in the center of the city, loudly declaring his arrival. He tried to pose as a bandit, but no matter how one looked at it, he didn't quite fit the role.
No one laughed. People knew that he was not joking. The mischievous child was seeking revenge, and the major forces of the Sky Repairing Pavilion would become his targets.
There was an uproar in the city. Although the fierce child’s words were bold, people knew he likely had immense destructive power and could indeed cause significant losses to those major sects.
"Are there people from the Rain Clan? From now on, each of you must hand over ten jars of precious blood from ancient relic species, or I will personally come to collect them. You have one hour to prepare," the mischievous child declared.
Soon, the news spread everywhere, especially to the capital of the Stone Kingdom in the real world, where a storm of activity ensued. In the Rain Clan's mansion, everyone was furious.
This ruthless child had chosen them as his first target. Such a blatant threat was clearly forcing them into a confrontation. Even if they had ten jars of precious blood, they could not hand them over; otherwise, how would the Rain Clan hold its head high in the future?
Time passed quickly, and the deadline of one hour approached.
"I have decided to formally launch an assault on the Rain Clan and eradicate them from this blessed land," the mischievous child roared.
The commotion was enormous. A mere boy threatening to destroy an ancient clan and completely wipe out their foundation in this realm was indeed a major event.
This was the Rain Clan’s base in the Realm of the Divine, as young disciples usually stayed here. Due to their cultivation and strength limitations, entering higher-level realms was not beneficial.
If this place were destroyed, it would be equivalent to demolishing the Rain Clan's stronghold.
The impact was tremendous. Not only was the Realm of the Divine in an uproar, but the real world was also buzzing. Many cultivators rushed to the Realm of the Divine to witness the event firsthand.
"Did you hear? A boy is threatening to annihilate the Rain Clan and destroy their foundation."
"Impossible. How can a huge entity like the Rain Clan be defeated? They have stood strong for so many years. How can one child accomplish this?"
"Don’t forget, this mischievous child is known for inciting both gods and men. So far, he has never suffered a major defeat. Maybe he really will create a significant upheaval."
Within the Rain Clan, a group of people was furious and somewhat nervous. This was truly a "focus of attention," and the news had spread widely. It was unknown how many people were waiting to see the excitement.
It was anticipated why he started with them. Major ancient nations and numerous powerful forces were paying attention.
If they failed, the news would spread across the world. The Rain Clan would lose its reputation and suffer a significant disgrace.
"He is too arrogant. With his own strength, he dares to confront our clan. We must prepare powerful weapons to ensure his spirit and physical body are annihilated," someone said.
"Although that’s the case, we must admit he is truly extraordinary. Under the suppression of realms, the final outcome is hard to predict."
"Has Yi emerged from the ancient sacred academy? If so, he must be summoned. With the same level of cultivation, he should be able to defeat that mischievous child thoroughly."
In the Realm of the Divine, Dongtian City.
The little one set off directly, plunging into a golden passage, heading straight for the Rain Clan. The crowd behind him was in an uproar, all following, indicating that a shocking event was about to unfold.
The mountains were majestic, and the spiritual energy was dense. This was a grand blessed land with auspicious beasts, flying spiritual birds, and swirling mist, glowing with enchanting colors.
This was the Rain Clan’s blessed land. Ahead was a magnificent structure, a vast purged land had been cleared.
With the little one's arrival, figures flickered in this purged land. Countless experts appeared, ready to fight to defend their base. If they did not fight desperately now, they would no longer be the invincible Rain Clan.
"Rain Clan, setting aside other grievances, just for your actions in the Sky Repairing Pavilion, where you took advantage of our misfortune and killed many elders and disciples, I cannot let this go," the little one declared.
"Hmph," someone snorted coldly and did not respond, but the killing intent in the purged land was palpable. Everyone was enraged and wanted to kill him.
"I alone will destroy your entire purged land and make you experience the sorrow and pain of losing everything." The little one’s voice was grim as he secretly prepared twelve Soul Destroying Needles. How could he not kill the big shots in battle?
He intended to level the place, turning this purged land into ashes, erasing its existence.
Behind him, countless people appeared. The heroes all followed to witness a grand battle. Some doubted the mischievous child’s strength, while others thought the Rain Clan was in big trouble.
With everyone’s attention focused, the atmosphere was heated.
The Rain Clan members had grim faces. Regardless of the outcome, they could not be considered winners. Being surrounded and watched like this made them very displeased.
"Set up formations. If he dares to attack, let him be obliterated, with even his physical body perishing," an old man said coldly.
At this moment, the little one did not advance further. He was aware that the Rain Clan’s purged land had likely become a den of dangers, prepared with countless traps for him.
He stood still, slowly drawing his sword, which was actually a black broken sword, and struck forcefully toward the purged land.
The massive sword light soared into the sky, dazzling and magnificent, like a river of stars, slashing towards the vast purged land.
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