Human Brain Farm

The great battle erupted completely.

The entire mountain range was enveloped by an immense aura, and the atmosphere in the sky seemed to be covered and shrouded.

Boom boom boom!

The immense power, in its whistling passage, shattered the entire earth, enveloping it in a storm.

This battle was incredibly terrifying and could be described as brutal.

A man resisted the siege of hundreds of top Emperor Realm warriors, and even though he was strong, he soon fell into a passive state, continuously attacked and body battered.

"It's been half a day, truly a monster."

"A terrifying guy."

"After merging with a cursed imperial treasure that has accumulated over hundreds of years, he's unprecedently powerful, vaguely surpassing the range of a seventh-tier Emperor Realm. I have no doubt that when his three souls and seven spirits gather, it will be the time he steps into the legendary Divine Realm."

"But he no longer has that opportunity."

"Yes."

Before them, with the empire's military formation encircling, advancing and retreating in an orderly fashion.

They suffered no casualties.

They had already beaten this terrifying curse-powered demon into a myriad of wounds.

This is the power of the military.

They formed two military formations, with three hundred top Emperor Realm powerhouses as one troop, taking turns on the front line, supported by a medical corps in the rear, and the other side managed to hold out until now, which is commendable...

"We're about to win."

But they didn't have long to enjoy their delight.

The demonic aura around the demon was gradually disappearing.

After the release through the great battle, the violent accumulated distractions were expelled, gradually restoring his sanity.

"He's regaining his sanity."

"Too bad it's already useless." "Yes, if he were in full strength and retained sanity, it might have been more troublesome."

They exchanged thoughts.

Yet, the curse demon opposite them gathered his wits, slightly curling his lips upward, looking at the surrounding crowd and laughing, "Heh heh, you really mobilized so many people to encircle me?"

"Die." The leading strong man snorted coldly.

"You can't kill me." Zhu Zhengwei shook his head, pointing to the sky, "You mortals of this world can never kill me."

Everyone was stunned.

Only to see Zhu Zhengwei unleash his aura all over and suddenly rush towards the sky.

Everyone reacted, shouting, "Stop him!"

However, Zhu Zhengwei had already leapt above the atmosphere, arriving at the world's atmospheric membrane, gently reaching out his hand.

"Open!"

Boom!

The sky tore apart, an endless star river coming into view.

Zhu Zhengwei stepped into it and said calmly, "The empires of the mortal realm, how shortsighted you are? This is the difference between you and me."

"I cultivate the True Skill, capable of stepping into Outer Heaven, retaining my power, while your powers are limited by the world, becoming mere mortals once you leave it?"

Everyone's eyes froze, anger showing, yet they dared not take a step forward.

"Do you know why the living beings of this world are fond of cultivating curse techniques? Because this is the True Skill, equipped with the power to step into the starry universe!" Zhu Zhengwei walked step by step out of the starry sky.

He laughed.

These people were too young!

Did they really think he was confronting them head-on?

A strong man lies in being stable.

He had already prepared a retreat.

Outside the world is a region they cannot step into.

He could come to a safe area anytime, digest the Seven Spirits he had brought back, and once recovered, sneaking down again to absorb another, then running back.

This can't be called shameless; this is called having tactics.

So from the start, Zhu Zhengwei hadn't regarded them as noteworthy adversaries, his true overlords being the Seven Magic Gods of this world.

Like right now.

He was outside the world membrane, beneath the starry sky, looking at seven solemn and terrifying palaces, which were indeed the residences of Gods and Demons.

And seven ancient beings were already sitting quietly on chairs in front of the palaces, watching him as if they had long anticipated his arrival here.

Zhu Zhengwei was silent for a moment inwardly, feeling somewhat helpless.

These old sly guys were the hardest to fool and the most terrifying ones!

And before him, these people had already begun to study the True Skill.

Moreover, seeing their current posture, the ancient skills have also been successfully cultivated to the eighth level over the past few centuries. It can be said that they have dual cultivation of two methods, and the fundamental laws of this world, and even the basic laws of the heavens of the universe, have all been completed.

They can already step beyond the stars.

But Zhu Zhengwei pondered for a moment, remained neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "Hello, gods and demons of this world."

"Hello."

Newton spoke slowly, scrutinizing Zhu Zhengwei with some curiosity.

"The dharma gate you have cultivated is quite interesting, indeed a great talent, which astonishes even us," Zhenzi said crisply.

Zhu Zhengwei blinked and looked around, "It seems that all you Demon Gods do not harbor any malice toward me, a visitor from the Otherworld."

"How could there be malice?" Laozi, riding a Cyan Ox, smiled, "We are too lonely, we know our insignificance, we long for companions, and also long for some new fellow Taoists."

"Indeed, we are waiting patiently for our world, for another addition to the Demon God Hall, for you to become our eighth Demon God," said the Demon God Wang Yangming.

If it were before, the Demon Gods were proud, and perhaps would not show a good face to a small person like Zhu Zhengwei, a mere seventh level, and might even strike him dead with one hand.

One realm, that is the gap between mortals and deities.

But now.

They have seen the vastness of the world, realized their insignificance, and have started to become humble. The world is so broad, they are merely a part of it...

At the same time, the strength of the Ghost Witch Doctor has also successfully gained their respect, with various unbelievable thoughts, which shocked them.

And the most crucial point is:

According to their intelligence, the origin of the Ghost Witch Doctor is very extraordinary, from other top-notch worlds, seemingly from the Great Qin, with someone behind him, so they kindly try to woo.

This is a very realistic problem.

They want to gain other channels, and even ascension opportunities, perhaps relying on Zhu Zhengwei, who may have a background.

After all, in their perception, the Quicksand River Realm, under Zhu Zhengwei's hype, is just too small, too insignificant of a countryside region.

"Ghost Witch Doctor, sit down and have tea, we still have some confusion about True Skill, perhaps we can discuss it," Zhenzi chuckled, inviting Zhu Zhengwei to sit down.

And at this moment.

Boom!

The sky tore apart.

A powerful man stepped out, with red hair like smoke, coldly saying, "Ghost Witch Doctor, I had long suspected that after you were severely injured, you would go to Outer Heaven, so I had also been cultivating True Skill, to come to Outer Heaven, intending to take your life in the end!"

He had everything calculated to perfection!

This time, he aimed to completely slay this potential outerworld enemy!

But the next second, when he had just walked out, he saw the Ghost Witch Doctor and the seven Demon Gods having tea and chatting happily.

He was completely stunned, and at the same time showed a burst of anger, "Your Excellencies, Demon Gods, this Ghost Witch Doctor from an Otherworld is an Outer Celestial Demon, harming our realm's all living beings, causing countless sufferings, I have specially come here to slay him—"

Before he could finish his words.

Zhenzi Demon God beside him snorted coldly, "Hongyan, as a mundane emperor, you intruded into the Land of the Demon God on your own, what sin should you bear? Quickly leave, or you will be charged with the sin of disrespecting the gods!"

Crime of disrespect?

Hongyan was immediately infuriated, looking at these Demon Gods.

He knew that these Demon Gods had their own agendas, disregarding all living beings, and even simply did not consider the possible evil of the Ghost Witch Doctor.

He felt a kind of rage and frustration, that everyone was drunken while he alone was sober, and couldn't help but plead again in a low voice, "Your Excellencies, Demon Gods, please allow me a fair battle with this man...."

"What do you mean by fairness?"

Zhenzi hummed again, "The man has already fought against hundreds of Emperor Realm experts, and is now exhausted, you are clearly taking advantage of others' weaknesses, Hongyan, I think you have the potential of a Demon God, and might be included in our Demon God seats in the future, do not ignore advice."

Hongyan fell completely silent.

These Demon Gods, high above for thousands of years, have forgotten their own days of consuming grains, forgotten that they too were once...human, capable of laughter and pain, once living in the hardships of the mortal world.

He suddenly raised his head and looked toward the sky, "Even heaven condones this, does it? This man seems like an extraordinary genius, but he comes from the Otherworld, if he joins the forces of our world, I'm afraid he harbors malicious intentions!"

But the sky offered no response!

Hongyan's anger rose to the full, yet he was helpless.

A deep melancholy sharply arose within him.

He had a premonition, that under his perfect calculation, he missed an opportunity by a hair, an opportunity to kill this man, and this perhaps was the last chance.

"Your Excellencies, the cornerstone of the world is all living beings, gods, who do not serve the dawn of the world, have already deviated from their original intention, fallen into an evil path!"

He waved his sleeve in great anger, directly descending to the mundane world.

"If this person descends to the Lower Realm, I will surely attack and kill him again! The gods who signed treaties in heaven cannot interfere with the wars in the mortal world."

"Today I see clearly, if this high-above Celestial Realm is what it is, I am unwilling to associate, I will never transcend the mundane, gladly dwelling among the people, to slash curses and inequalities, born among the common people, willing to die among them."

He strode down to the mortal world.

Zhu Zhengwei sat on the guest chair, shaking his head with a sigh.

Watching the back of this hero, in his heart, he had respect for this hero who lived for the sake of all living beings, "A great storm rises from a feeble start, a hero emerges among the ordinary.... And those high and mighty deities, have long been detached from the world of mortals...."

"Oh mortal emperor, you have truly done your best..."