Yuan Zhexian struggled to raise his head and looked at the old man, a hint of surprise and wariness flashing in his eyes.
It seemed as if the old man could reverse the sun and moon in the blink of an eye, and destroy an entire galaxy in a single breath.
His body emanated boundless Dao intent, as brilliant as a vast galaxy and as profound as an endless abyss, making it difficult for anyone to fathom its mysteries.
At the same time, he exuded an endless aura of terror, which swept over like a storm, making people feel fear, as if the whole world was trembling under the shadow of this terrifying aura.
Yuan Zhexian only glanced at the old man once, but he felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless black hole. The black hole was so deep that the endless darkness swallowed him up, plunging him into an endless abyss from which he could not extricate himself.
When Yuan Zhexian finally came to his senses, he was surprised to find that his clothes were soaked with sweat and clung tightly to his body, and he was panting heavily, as if he had just gone through a life-or-death struggle.
Just then, the old man spoke in his incredibly ancient yet extremely majestic voice: "I am the Immortal King of Ten Thousand Tribulations."
The voice, like a booming bell, echoed in Yuan Zhexian's ears, making his eardrums ache.
Immediately afterward, the Myriad Tribulations Immortal King continued, "Junior, although you possess the body of an Emperor and have talents and strengths that are difficult for ordinary people to attain,"
“But you have slaughtered my Wan family members. Such a crime is truly unforgivable.”
His words exuded an irresistible authority, leaving no room for doubt.
Finally, the Immortal King of Myriad Calamities declared: "I cannot let you go unpunished! I hereby punish you to spend ten thousand years in the Prison of Repentance in the Divine Kingdom of Myriad Calamities, to reflect on your past actions, to understand yourself, and to cleanse your murderous thoughts."
His voice was like a judgment of fate, inescapable.
However, before the Immortal King of Myriad Tribulations could finish speaking, another aged voice suddenly rang out: "What talk of self-enlightenment and cleansing one's murderous intent is nothing but empty rhetoric."
The voice carried a hint of disdain and mockery, suggesting a lack of agreement with the judgment of the Myriad Tribulations Immortal King.
"They just want to forcibly take this weak imperial body into your Myriad Tribulations Divine Kingdom, then brainwash him and cultivate him into a quasi-immortal emperor or immortal emperor who is only loyal to your Myriad Tribulations Divine Kingdom."
These words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the heart of the Myriad Tribulations Immortal King, instantly turning his face extremely ugly.
Just as the Myriad Tribulations Immortal King was about to retort, that mocking voice rang out again: "Old man, you're really hypocritical."
As the words fell, an old man dressed in a fiery red robe, with hair also in fiery red, slowly emerged from another torn space.
The old man exuded a terrifying aura comparable to that of the Myriad Tribulations Immortal King, clearly indicating that he was also a powerful Immortal King.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen more torn spaces appeared one after another, and a powerful Immortal King emerged from each space.
These people, like ghosts, arrived not far from the Myriad Tribulations Immortal King in the blink of an eye.
For a moment, the entire space was filled with a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere of terror.
As Yuan Zhexian witnessed this scene, his heart tightened, his brows furrowed, and his face darkened as if water could drip from it.
He knew very well that with his current strength, he was no match for so many Celestial Kings.
Today, he is probably doomed. He will either be taken away by one of the Celestial Kings, or all the Celestial Kings will fail to obtain him and simply kill him.
Just then, the Immortal King, dressed in a fiery red robe, addressed Yuan Zhexian with a majestic voice: "Young man, listen well! I am the Immortal King Yan Jue!"
His voice, like a booming bell, echoed throughout the land, making everyone's eardrums ache.
Immediately afterward, Immortal King Yan Jue continued, "Young man, if you can join my Crimson Flame Immortal Sect, I will immediately appoint you as the Immortal Child of my Crimson Flame Immortal Sect!"
The Immortal Child is the successor of an Immortal-level power.
Moreover, the Flame King promised, "You will enjoy all the resources of my Crimson Flame Immortal Sect. Whether it is cultivation methods, magic treasures and pills, or other rare items, you can use them as you please."
"Furthermore, I will personally instruct you in your spiritual practice."
These words shocked all the immortal kings present.
You must know that the Immortal Child is the core of the Immortal Sect, concerning the rise and fall of the sect, and inheriting the foundation and fortune of the sect. How can they be appointed so easily?
However, when they realized that Yuan Zhexian possessed the special physique of an emperor, all the immortal kings instantly felt relieved.
After all, such an extraordinary physique is extremely rare, and its potential is simply immeasurable.
Therefore, these celestial kings could not contain themselves and rushed forward, saying to Yuan Zhexian:
“Young man, I am the Immortal King of the Flower Realm. If you join my Wandering Immortal Sect, I will immediately appoint you as the Immortal Child of my sect and let you enjoy all the resources of the sect.”
"In addition, I will also bestow upon you a quasi-immortal king artifact to aid your cultivation."
“Young man, I am the Immortal King Jiehong. If you enter my Thunder Breaking Divine Kingdom, I will appoint you as the Immortal Child of Jiehong Divine Kingdom, grant you all the resources of the Divine Kingdom, and additionally grant you half of the national fortune of the Divine Kingdom to help you achieve unparalleled hegemony.”
“Young man, I am the Immortal King Lihuang…”
"Young man, I am the Ancient Immortal King..."
"Young man, I am..."
As a group of powerful Immortal Kings extended tempting olive branches, those olive branches shimmered with dazzling light.
It was as if it were beckoning to the Immortal King of Myriad Tribulations, making his expression even more unpleasant.
The Myriad Tribulations Immortal King thought to himself, "These old guys just want to get the Emperor's Body, and they all act so high and mighty."
His brows furrowed tightly, and a hint of murderous intent gradually appeared in his eyes. He then thought to himself.
"Hmph! If I can't have it, then you can't have it either!"
"Why not just destroy it altogether? No one would go against a Celestial King or an Immortal-level power for the sake of a fallen Emperor's body."
The Immortal King of Myriad Tribulations snorted coldly in his heart, his killing intent growing stronger, as if he wanted to devour everything around him.
Just then, Yuan Zhexian caught the killing intent in the eyes of the Myriad Tribulations Immortal King and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "What I wished for has come true!"
Yuan Zhexian couldn't help but sneer inwardly, but what could he do now that a group of terrifying Immortal King realm experts were here?
Just as Yuan Zhexian was racking his brains for a way to break the deadlock.
Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in his ears like a booming bell: "Hmph! How dare you lay a finger on the people of my Yuan clan!"
The sound was like a bolt from the blue, making Yuan Zhexian tremble all over.
He hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound, and what he saw left him speechless and utterly astonished.
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