The Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor: I am the Lord

In the Central Sky City, outside the battlefield passage outside the domain, the words of Shao Yunxuan of Xuantian Sword Sect were earth-shattering, shaking the foundation of the entire fairy world. Every word he said was like a sharp dagger, piercing the false peace and prosperity that the fairy world had maintained for a long time, revealing the darkness and corruption hidden under the bright appearance.

Shao Yunxuan's words not only revealed the truth of the battlefield outside the domain, but also deeply questioned the power structure and moral system of the fairy world. His anger and despair, like a fire, ignited people's desire for the truth and illuminated those dark corners that were covered up. Under his words, the sect authority, the glory of the ancestors, and the moral order of the entire fairy world, which were once regarded as unshakable, began to crumble, revealing their fragility and hypocrisy.

People began to reflect on whether they were also bound by these false beliefs and whether they were also blindly pursuing those illusory things. Shao Yunxuan's remarks, like a mirror, allowed people to see their inner confusion and struggle, and also made them realize that only by facing reality can they find a real way out.

However, Shao Yunxuan's revelations also brought inevitable consequences. Panic and anxiety spread rapidly among the crowd, and a crisis of trust enveloped the entire fairy world. People began to doubt everything, including those who were once regarded as faith and pillars. This chaos and turmoil undoubtedly brought a huge impact to the fairy world, and also gave those behind the scenes an opportunity to take advantage of it.

As for Shao Yunxuan himself, even if what he said was true, he might still be severely punished by Xuantian Sword Sect. After all, many people knew about this layer of window paper, but no one dared to question it, let alone expose it in public.

As a member of Xuantian Sword Sect, every word of Shao Yunxuan was like a heavy bomb at this moment, not only nakedly showing the tragic experience and fate of 100,000 young monks in the outer battlefield to everyone, but also pushing Xuantian Sword Sect to the center of the storm of public opinion and becoming the target of public criticism. As an elder of the sect, Emperor Chenyuan knew the pros and cons of this matter, and he was eager to take Shao Yunxuan away to calm down the storm that might cause unrest in the fairy world. This may be the reason why Emperor Chenyuan of Xuantian Sword Sect was so eager to take Shao Yunxuan away.

However, perhaps Shao Yunxuan should not have faced the doubts and anger of the major sects in Central Tiancheng alone and become the target of public criticism. Just as Emperor Chen Yuan was about to take Shao Yunxuan away, there was a sudden movement in the originally peaceful battlefield channel outside the domain. I saw that several dazzling lights appeared again on the rock-solid barrier. In an instant, seven or eight figures staggered, panicked, and ran out of the channel in a mess. These people had distorted faces, bloodshot eyes, like crazy, and their bodies were covered with scars and bloodstains. The miserable situation was shocking. Some people even had broken arms and legs, and looked extremely miserable, as if they had just experienced a thrilling life-and-death battle, like ghosts returning from hell.

"Ah! Isn't that Si Kongji from Tianyan Sect? How come he has become like this, with one arm broken?"

"That... is that Liao Wudao from Tiandaoyuan?"

"And...and, that's...!"

"Ah! That's my son!"

"Son! What happened to you, your leg...!" A white-haired father shouted sadly and rushed towards his son with great grief and anger...!

In an instant, outside the passage of the extraterritorial battlefield, there were continuous shouts of surprise and cries of grief!

The appearance of these survivors not only did not bring any comfort or hope, but pushed the atmosphere to another extreme. Their miserable condition, like the most direct evidence, exposed the cruelty and bloodiness behind the battlefield outside the domain. The doubts and anger in the crowd were instantly ignited, and their disappointment and anger towards the entire fairy world, especially the major sects, surged like a tide.

"Look at these children. They were the future of the immortal world, but now they have become like this!" "What are these powerful people from the major sects hiding? Why are they letting our children die?" "Someone must bear the responsibility for all these sins!"

The angry voices came one after another, almost drowning out the Immortal Emperors present. And the pain and wailing of those young monks who had just struggled back from the brink of life and death were like sharp blades, cutting the hearts of everyone present.

"Sikong Ji, you guys?" Tianyan Sect's Chengfeng Immortal Emperor stepped forward to support Sikong Ji, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

However, Sikong Ji's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. There was no warmth in his eyes, and the respect and awe of the past had long been replaced by despair and anger. He rudely shook off the hand of the Immortal Emperor Chengfeng, as if even this last sympathy was an insult. When he turned around, his back stretched out in the sunset, revealing endless loneliness and desolation, as if the whole world had abandoned him.

Seeing this, everyone knew what was going on. Although Sikong Ji said nothing, his attitude clearly explained everything. This scene undoubtedly sounded the alarm for everyone present. They began to realize that this crisis was not only about the truth of the battlefield outside the domain, but also touched upon the intricate conflicts of interest and trust between the various sects in the fairy world.

The others seemed to be in the same situation. Although the elders of the sects came forward to try to comfort and inquire, they were met with indifference and rejection from the young monks. They simply ignored the elders who came forward and left without saying a word!

They seemed to have grown up a lot overnight, and understood that in this fairy world full of deception and betrayal, the so-called sects and elders were nothing but illusions. They chose to remain silent and leave, expressing their dissatisfaction and protest against all this with their actions.

Amidst all the chaos and sorrow, only the white-haired father and his son with a broken leg were crying in the corner, holding each other’s hearts.

Their tears seemed to have formed a river, washing away this sinful fairyland. Their wails penetrated the noise of the crowd and struck the softest part of people's hearts. At this moment, all hatred and anger seemed so pale and powerless, and only the deep affection between father and son seemed so real and moving. However, this warmth only highlighted the indifference and cruelty of the fairyland, making people feel deep despair and sadness for this once glorious fairyland.

Outside the battlefield passage, there is disappointment and deeper waiting. Countless families whose relatives and friends have gone deep into the battlefield always stare at the barrier of the battlefield passage. There is hope, hesitation and anxiety in their eyes. They always hope to see their relatives or friends come out of the barrier, even if they are physically disabled, as long as they still have a life...!

However, ever since Sikong Ji and others came out, there has been no movement behind!

"...!"

In the Demon Slaying City, the return of people from the battlefields outside the domain where they had to survive a near-death experience should have been a good news that ignited the light of hope and illuminated the entire fairy world. However, the situation at the moment was completely the opposite. The return of these survivors not only did not bring the slightest joy and comfort, but instead was like a dark cloud covering the sun, casting a deeper shadow on the hearts of countless people.

Their return not only reveals the endless cruelty and darkness behind the battlefield outside the domain, but also exposes all the hypocrisy and filthiness of the fairy world. People began to doubt whether those monks who were once regarded as heroes and role models really sacrificed themselves for the future of the fairy world, or just became pawns in the struggle for power and profit of certain forces. This suspicion spread quickly throughout the fairy world like wildfire, causing every sect and every family to fall into an unprecedented crisis of trust.

The conditions of the survivors themselves made this shadow even heavier. Many of them suffered indelible trauma in body and mind. Some lost their relatives and friends, some lost the foundation of their practice and hope for the future, and some fell into deep self-blame and despair because they witnessed too much death and betrayal. Their return, far from becoming an inspiring example, became the best example to remind everyone of the cruel reality of the fairy world.

What's worse is that the return of these survivors has also triggered a new round of disputes and turmoil in the Central Sky City. Different sects and different forces are fighting openly and secretly for resources, power and status, which has plunged the entire fairy world into a more chaotic and turbulent situation. The sect elders and fairy emperors who were once regarded as the cornerstones of the fairy world have also been torn apart by their own interests and can no longer unite to face the crisis together. No one has stepped forward and taken the initiative to go to the battlefield outside the domain to fight to eliminate the alien race.

In such an environment, the already shaky faith and moral system of the Immortal Realm suffered a fatal blow. People began to doubt everything, question everything, and even began to deny everything they once believed in. This doubt and denial spread rapidly like a plague, shrouding the entire Immortal Realm in despair and chaos.