Chapter 360: The Main God Space (Sixteen)

Within the Gengjin region:
"The Godslayer Squad actually failed..."
The Level 9 mission world closed, and none of the Godslayer Squad members returned to the Main God Space. Li Gengjin understood perfectly well what this meant.
His face was grim. This was an ambush set up by the Polar Star Region, resulting in heavy losses. He had lost a top-tier trump card, which would be tantamount to losing a crucial right-hand man when the Ten Thousand Regions War began!
The Ten Thousand Regions War was related to the opportunity to become a Level 13 (Great Emperor)!
Although regions of the Gengjin level didn't offer the opportunity to compete for the Great Emperor title...
However... according to the ranking of the surviving forces in the Ten Thousand Regions War, the higher the ranking, the richer the rewards. Li Gengjin's goal was to break into the top 1000. If he survived to the end, he would receive a reward of ten million points. This enormous reward could easily allow him to reach Level 12 (Quasi-Emperor).
Every member of the Godslayer Squad was an elite among elites in the Gengjin region. Now they were dead. How could Li Gengjin not be furious? How could he not be heartbroken?
Thinking about the Great War between the Ten Thousand Regions, Li Gengjin gradually calmed down.
Several months later, Sun Wang, having processed a huge sum of money, chose to go into a dungeon... and then disappeared without a trace.
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Tiannan Daozhou
After processing all his points, Su Chen chose to return to Tiannan Daozhou.
Su Chen saw Uncle Chen again.
Uncle Chen was startled when he saw Su Chen appear silently beside him, then bewildered.
He sensed a change in Su Chen, but how could this change have escaped his perception?
To appear beside him so silently...
“Young Master, you’ve broken through to the Saint Realm?”
Uncle Chen was somewhat incredulous, then smiled bitterly: “It’s only been three years since you started cultivating, how could you go from an incapable mortal to a Saint in just three years?”
Compared to Su Chen’s breakthrough to Sainthood, Uncle Chen was more willing to believe that Su Chen had obtained an opportunity to conceal his aura.
Su Chen smiled slightly: "Uncle Chen, I have indeed broken through to the Saint Realm. For cultivators, the time spent cultivating doesn't represent everything."
Uncle Chen smiled helplessly, but he quickly froze. Sensing the aura of unfathomable depth emanating from Su Chen, the Saint Realm was undeniable... The young master had broken through to Sainthood in just three years?
"This...this...this..."
Uncle Chen stammered, even with his Great Saint's perspective, he couldn't help but begin to doubt the reality of this world.
Even among the emperors of all time, who could achieve Sainthood in three years?
No one!
And this was merely an ordinary Saint. If Uncle Chen knew that Su Chen's cultivation had already reached the peak of the Great Saint Realm, he would probably faint from shock.
After a long while, seeing Uncle Chen gradually recover and seemingly accept reality, Su Chen slowly spoke: "Uncle Chen, I want to know what exactly happened back then?"
The events of that year... naturally refer to the annihilation of Su Chen's lineage in this life, leaving only Uncle Chen and the incapable Zhao Chen alive. The hatred for the murder of his family is the karmic debt that has fallen upon Su Chen in this life. Besides wanting to settle this karmic debt, Su Chen discovers that his mind is completely blank regarding what happened back then; he cannot recall anything. This makes Su Chen think of the mysterious True Immortal who locked him in the coffin.
Is all of this connected to the True Immortal behind it all?
Uncle Chen sighed and slowly said, "Young Master... I didn't want you to know about this, but now that you possess this talent, you should know the truth."
Uncle Chen looked at Su Chen with a complex expression: "Actually... Young Master, you are not the incapable cultivator as rumored, but a true prodigy. Your birth triggered an unprecedented phenomenon, and you were hailed as the one destined to lead the Zhao family back to its former glory."
"But all of this was because you were too dazzling, attracting the attention of those with ulterior motives. Your talent was stolen by a secret method. By the time they discovered it, it was too late. The Master wanted to confront the Zhao family ancestors for justice, but he never returned. A large group of mysterious people slaughtered everyone in your lineage."
"The reason the young master and I survived... was because one of the Zhao family's ancestors spoke up."
Uncle Chen's injuries were caused by his desperate protection of Zhao Chen in that battle. His very essence suffered severe damage, irreversible and unrecoverable, unless aided by the legendary elixir of immortality. But how precious is such an elixir?
Hearing Uncle Chen's words, Su Chen's eyes remained calm and undisturbed, but inwardly he thought, "This can't be as simple as Uncle Chen says. Uncle Chen is being influenced by someone behind the scenes... Is that person guiding me to destroy the Zhao family?"
Su Chen still couldn't determine whether the mastermind was friend or foe. If an enemy, they wouldn't go to such lengths to scheme against him. If a friend... what exactly are they plotting? Why don't they reveal their identity?
Su Chen still decided to go to the Zhao family.
"Young Master, where are you going?"
As Uncle Chen watched Su Chen tear through space and step inside, he was shocked. The other side of the space seemed vaguely familiar...
"Uncle Chen, today you should witness a good show!"
Su Chen stepped into the space, and Uncle Chen followed behind. Looking at the majestic clan, Uncle Chen suddenly realized why it felt so familiar.
The Zhao Family!
This is the Zhao Family, an imperial clan!
"Young Master..."
Uncle Chen froze, filled with regret. He shouldn't have so impulsively told Su Chen what he knew back then so early.
It's all over, everything is over. The young master was too impulsive. Although the Zhao Family was a fallen imperial clan, it was still an imperial clan. Its foundation was far beyond what a Saint could shake. Even with his peak Great Saint level cultivation, he could only prostrate himself before this behemoth!
"No, I will risk my life to make sure the young master leaves!"
Uncle Chen was determined. This was the last bloodline left by his master, and a bloodline capable of achieving sainthood in three years—such a proud bloodline absolutely could not be lost!
Su Chen placed a hand on Uncle Chen's body. At that moment, Uncle Chen felt his entire body turn ice-cold, all his aura frozen, like a mortal, unable to unleash any of his abilities.
"Who dares to trespass on my Zhao family's territory!"
Su Chen and Uncle Chen swaggered into the core territory of the Zhao family, naturally not concealing their presence. In an instant, powerful members of the Zhao family awoke from their slumber. Beams of light represented the Zhao family cultivators setting up a grand formation, trapping Su Chen and Uncle Chen within, a tight, impenetrable net.
Uncle Chen swallowed hard, not because he was frightened by the Zhao family, but because...
"Young Master... your cultivation isn't that of a Saint... you're a Great Saint!?"
Su Chen smiled slightly, released Uncle Chen, put his hands behind his back, and hovered in mid-air, looking down at the masses below. He said softly, "Uncle Chen, today's good show is called... the destruction of the Zhao family."
His eyes were as still as a deep well.
How dare you mortals draw your swords against immortals?