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Chapter 35 – Immortal Art: Heaven-Slaying Descent
The sky cracked.High above the First Sect’s buried training grounds, an invisible tear opened—a flicker only those attuned to fate could sense. The Judgement Envoys had begun to descend.Chen Fi didn’t look up.He stood before Wei Zixin, who sat cross-legged in a secluded chamber carved from immortal jade, the air thrumming with ancient pressure. The boy had changed—his bloodline awakened, his spine straighter, his gaze steadier.“Listen,” Chen Fi said, raising his hand. “The technique I will grant you now is not of this world. It was forbidden even in the Divine Epoch.”Zixin’s breath stilled.Chen Fi's fingers danced, forming mudras unseen since the fall of the Heaven-Slaying Era. The chamber dimmed. The walls trembled. And then—> [SYSTEM ALERT – HOST HAS PASSED ON A FORBIDDEN IMMORTAL ART]Reward Multiplied 1,000,000x.You have obtained: [Heaven-Slaying Domain Seed], [Dao Reversal Thread], and +10 Origin Points.Note: This technique can kill entities two major realms above the us
Chapter 34 – Trial of the First Sect
The smoldering battlefield behind them faded into memory. Chen Fi walked calmly, Wei Zixin and Lin Ya trailing close, their bodies still aching from the clash with the Black Verdict.The path before them twisted into shadowed mountain ridges—what remained of the First Sect Under Heaven, now reduced to ruins and myth.“The system,” Chen Fi murmured inwardly. “You’ve been quiet.”> DING![SYSTEM ALERT]Trigger condition met: You intervened to shield a disciple from heavenly judgment.Reward multiplied: 1,000,000x bonus granted.You have obtained: [Soul-Dust Flame (Primordial)] ×1, [Heaven-Cutting Sword Intent – 2nd Layer], [Divine Spring Lotus Seed] ×3.System Commentary: “Even Heaven fears you. Enjoy your compensation.”Chen Fi’s eyes didn’t even flicker. The Soul-Dust Flame appeared silently in his palm, and with a mere thought, it vanished into his sleeve. The Heaven-Cutting Sword Intent coiled around him like a phantom blade, untraceable yet absolute.He turned to Zixin. “We’re here
Chapter 33 – The Black Verdict Descends
At dawn, the clouds split like torn silk.Chen Fi stood at the edge of a forgotten canyon with Wei Zixin and the unconscious Lin Ya behind him. The wind howled with unnatural rhythm, whispering ancient warnings through the stones.Then they arrived.Seven cloaked figures emerged from thin air—each cloaked in black, their faces obscured by silver masks etched with forbidden runes. They moved as one, their steps silent, their auras suffocating. The Seven Seals of the Black Verdict.“They’re not cultivators,” Zixin whispered, trembling. “They’re something else.”“No,” Chen Fi said, eyes narrowing. “They are punishments given form. Sent only when the Thrones decree absolute annihilation.”The lead figure stepped forward. “Chen Fi. Wei Zixin. You both stand condemned.”Zixin's hand went to his sword. “Then come and judge us.”“No,” Chen Fi said, stepping forward, voice colder than winter. “They are mine.”The sky darkened instantly.A single step from Chen Fi shattered the stones beneath h
Chapter 32 – Blades Remember
Night fell over the Eastern Wastes like a blanket soaked in ink, the stars distant and veiled. Chen Fi and Wei Zixin traveled without speaking, their footsteps silent atop windswept cliffs and broken ruins long devoured by time. Each breath Zixin took stirred the Heaven-Carving Sutra inside him, its presence like a whisper against his spine.They stopped beside a forgotten shrine—a moss-choked altar where incense no longer burned. Chen Fi knelt, brushing dust from the stone.“This was where I first buried my name,” he said.Zixin remained quiet, sensing the weight in his master’s voice.“I once stood where you do. Chosen by power, watched by Thrones. Then I walked away.” He turned his gaze skyward. “But now the game has begun again.”A soft wind rose—unnatural and ice-laced.Chen Fi’s head snapped to the west. “She’s here.”Before Zixin could ask, the wind split with a clang, like a sword being drawn from the heavens.She stepped through the fog, white robes fluttering like falling pe
Chapter 31 – The First Carving of Heaven
Morning came like a blade—sharp, sudden, golden light cutting through storm-split skies. Mist clung to the mountain's edge where Chen Fi stood with hands behind his back. Beside him, Wei Zixin knelt, hair damp from dew, eyes closed but mind aflame.“Open your eyes,” Chen Fi said.Zixin obeyed. The world shimmered—every leaf outlined in silver, every gust of wind speaking secrets. His senses had changed.“The Core Formation Realm is not about strength,” Chen Fi said. “It is about engraving your spirit into heaven’s order. Today, I gift you your first immortal art: Heaven-Carving Sutra.”Zixin’s breath caught.Chen Fi continued, “It was forbidden in the Immortal Radiant Court. With it, you do not borrow power. You seize it.”He lifted a finger and drew a single stroke in the air.The sky screamed.A seam tore across the clouds—faint but real—as though heaven itself flinched. The earth rumbled. Birds took flight in panicked spirals.Zixin stared. “That… was only one stroke?”Chen Fi nodd
Chapter 30 – When Heavens Burn
The sun hadn’t risen, but the valley glowed crimson.Wei Zixin knelt on a stone platform carved with immortal runes. His torso was bare, revealing spiraling veins of spirit light dancing beneath his skin. The air shimmered with condensed qi, almost choking.Chen Fi stood before him, eyes calm, palm pressed to Zixin’s back.“This technique draws from celestial fire,” Chen Fi said. “Few can survive its imprint.”Zixin grunted, jaw clenched. “I will.”Flames erupted.The stone platform cracked. The runes ignited. Wei Zixin screamed as a tide of burning qi surged into him.His meridians twisted. Bones popped. Blood vaporized into steam.“Hold it!” Chen Fi shouted. “You must imprint the mark or it will consume you!”Zixin clenched his fists. “Crimson Sky Codex—First Seal!”A flaming lotus appeared on his chest.The pain vanished.Zixin opened his eyes, now glowing red-gold.Later that night, Zixin trained under a waterfall of molten qi, slicing through liquid flame with his sword.Chen Fi
