The Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor: I am the Lord

The Northern Wilderness of the Immortal Realm, a barren land regarded as a foreign frontier by the cultivators of the Central Sky City, has undergone earth-shaking changes due to Ye Tian's arrival. The shadow of the demon invasion is long gone; the struggle between the major forces and empires is long gone.

With the rise of Ye Tian's Yanhuang Empire in the Northern Wilderness, the barren land of the Northern Wilderness, once regarded as a foreign land, seemed to be awakened by an invisible force and radiated unprecedented vitality. Ye Tian not only calmed the haze of the invasion of the demons with his extraordinary wisdom and strength, but also unified the Northern Wilderness with his inclusive, fair and selfless attitude and measures, and from then on led the hundreds of millions of people in the Northern Wilderness to an unprecedented road of vigorous development.

In this land that has regained its vitality and vigor, the struggles and barriers between the major forces have gradually disappeared, and instead there is a new situation of unity, cooperation, and vigorous development, so that every corner and every citizen in the Northern Wilderness can feel the pulse of development and the dawn of hope.

Today, hundreds of millions of people in the Northern Wasteland are vying to regard Ye Tian as their faith and idol, a legendary existence. They believe that Ye Tian is not only a powerful cultivator, but also a beacon and guardian in their hearts. Ye Tian's name is as bright as a star, illuminating the hope of the entire Northern Wasteland.

On every inch of land in the Northern Wasteland, there are stories about Ye Tian's heroic deeds. That is how he turned the tide with his own strength and quelled the catastrophe of the invasion of the demons; how he used his extraordinary strength and strategy to quell the separatist forces and the chaos of the Three Kingdoms, and achieved the great feat of unifying the human race in the Northern Wasteland. How he used his extraordinary wisdom to resolve the grievances and hatreds between the major forces and return peace and tranquility to the Northern Wasteland; how he loved the people like his own children, how he cared about the suffering of the human race, how he implemented the new policy of governing the country, how he established the Yanhuang Academy to train talents, etc. These stories have been passed on by word of mouth by countless people. Ye Tian's name has become an immortal legend in the Northern Wasteland, deeply engraved in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people, and has become an indispensable part of the spirit of the human race in the Northern Wasteland.

Thanks to Ye Tian's efforts, the wars and separatist disputes gradually dissipated, and the people of all ethnic groups in the Northern Wasteland united as one to build this land baptized by blood and tears. Under Ye Tian's governance, the Northern Wasteland not only achieved material prosperity, but also bravely competed in cultivation and reached an unprecedented height in spirit. People believe that as long as Ye Tian, ​​their great faith, is there, the Northern Wasteland will never lose light and hope.

However, who could have imagined that while the Northern Wasteland was thriving, other places were filled with gloom and sorrow, with everyone in danger and grief everywhere. Even Ye Tian did not expect that in just over a month, almost the entire fairy world had suffered an unprecedented earth-shaking change, like a violent storm in the dark night, sweeping across every corner of the fairy world, making the already turbulent situation in the fairy world even worse.

The demons, an extremely evil race, after encountering obstacles in their invasion of the Northern Wilderness, seemed to surge out from the torn cracks in space with endless resentment, bloodiness, and tyranny, like a tide, as if the most horrific nightmare in the deepest darkness had descended upon the land of the fairyland.

These demon creatures have various shapes, some are covered in black armor and hold sharp blades, like devils walking out of hell; some have twisted bodies, with strange green light flowing under their skin, releasing suffocating poisonous fog; there are also demons with wisdom and magic, they control darkness and fire, as if they want to turn the entire fairyland into a purgatory on earth in an instant.

Their eyes flashed with bloodthirsty red light, and they roared and screamed. The screams seemed to be able to shatter the void. Each scream seemed to carry infinite dark power, causing the surrounding space to distort and deform.

In a short period of time, the demonic energy was so thick that even the sky of the fairyland seemed to be obscured by the dark demonic energy. No sunlight could be seen. Only the blood-red lightning formed by the demonic energy occasionally streaked across the sky, tinging this peaceful territory with an ominous color.

The demon army marched through black smoke and flames. Wherever they passed, the ground cracked, rivers reversed, corpses were everywhere, and lives were in ruins, as if the end of the world had come. They held sharp blades forged from the abyss, and each strike was enough to tear the void and turn any obstacle in front of them into dust. What was even more frightening was that there were monsters of various shapes hidden among the demons. Some were as huge as behemoths, and their roars could shake mountains; others were as small as ghosts, and could invisibly erode people's minds, causing them to fall into endless fear and despair.

With the full-scale invasion of the demons, the originally peaceful and tranquil fairyland became fragmented. Cities were burned, mountains and rivers were polluted, lives were lost, and there was widespread grief. Although many cultivators in the fairyland fought hard, they seemed so small and powerless in front of the powerful force of the demons. The power of the demons seemed to be endless, and each attack was more fierce than the previous one.

Moreover, they discovered that the demons not only possessed powerful physical strength, but were also good at manipulating people's hearts and souls. They used strange magic to create illusions, causing the monks to fall into endless fear and confusion; they could also invade people's dreams, twisting beautiful visions into horrible nightmares, making people unable to escape the shadow of the demons in their dreams. For a time, the entire fairy world seemed to be shrouded in an invisible web of fear, suffocating people.

The appearance of the demon army was like the god of death, quickly harvesting the lives of the immortals, devouring the flesh and souls of the living beings. Wherever they passed, life was destroyed, leaving only desolation and despair. Those once prosperous cities turned into ruins under the iron hoofs of the demon army; the green fields were dyed red with blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of death. The creatures in the immortal world, whether they were high-ranking monks or ordinary people, trembled in the face of this sudden disaster, their eyes were full of powerlessness and fear.

Faced with this sudden disaster, all the beauty was destroyed in an instant, fear and despair spread like a plague, and people began to doubt whether anyone could really prevent this catastrophe.

However, this fear seemed to be just the beginning. As more and more demons poured into the fairy world, people were shocked to find that all kinds of demons, monsters, and evil races that were extremely cruel and evil and dared not show up in normal times appeared one after another. No one knew where they came from or where they came from! But they all joined the ravages of the fairy world like the demons. At this moment, it seemed as if the dark forces of the entire universe were gathering in the world of the human race in the fairy world, and they seemed to be determined to completely devour the light and hope of mankind.

Some of these evil aliens are like night ghosts, shuttling through the shadows and silently taking lives; some are like giant beasts, stepping on flames, setting fire to the prairie wherever they pass, and killing all living beings; some are like evil spirits, wearing black cloaks, with distorted and terrifying faces, and eyes flashing with green light, as if they can see through the deepest fears of people's hearts. They hold the cold and shining sickles of the underworld, and every swing is accompanied by shrill cries and the grievances of wronged souls, dragging innocent lives into the endless abyss. Some of them can control dreams, dragging people into the illusion woven by despair and terror, making people wander between illusion and reality, and eventually mentally collapse and become the dead souls under their hands. What's more, they can control people's hearts, causing allies who originally fought side by side to turn against each other, and unprecedented chaos and betrayal began to appear in the fairy world...!