I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Chapter 1845

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, illuminating the entire sky. The scorching light shines down, revealing a snow-white fairy mountain in the hazy mist.

As the fairy mist rose, a biting cold wind blew from the fairy mountain, causing the air to condense and the power of heaven and earth to stagnate.

The fairy mountain floats in the air, with a towering ice crystal palace on top, and countless ice-attributed fairy birds flying around the ice crystal palace.

The fairy mountain and the ice crystal palace are just hanging there, but the strange thing is that no matter from which angle you look at them, you can see their entirety.

Beneath the fairy mountain is a vast area that encompasses all kinds of landforms, including rivers, lakes, seas, lava volcanoes, deserts, forests, and everything else.

This is Qingzhou in the upper realm, where the Yunche clan of the Immortal Imperial Clan is located. The Immortal Imperial Clan has a vast sphere of influence, and this fairy mountain is the core of the entire imperial clan.

Suddenly, fear appeared in the eyes of the fairy birds, as if they were disturbed by some terrifying existence. They fell from the fairy mist and crawled on the cold ground of the fairy mountain.

In the palace, a middle-aged man in a simple white robe slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was extremely calm, but the universe seemed to be contained in his eyes, constantly changing, as if the origin of the world was shattering and reshaping, which was extremely astonishing.

The Extreme Ice Immortal Emperor, the pinnacle of existence in the upper realm, a powerful man who treads on the great road.

The moment he opened his eyes, a figure appeared below him, half-kneeling with an expression of utmost respect.

“So it’s in this world!”

The Ice Immortal Emperor Yun Che Qianren whispered softly, his eyes still calm and without any waves.

He lowered his head, and the figure also remained half-kneeling respectfully, as if waiting for something.

After a long while, Yun Che Qianren's voice resounded in the palace again.

"Go and bring her back. Qingzhou needs her, and Wanchuan Immortal Realm needs her."

"As ordered!"

The half-kneeling man responded respectfully, and then his figure slowly faded away.

"Twenty years isn't a long time. My divine veins have undergone some slight changes, but they are very weak. I can strengthen them again after I return. The future of Wanchuan and Qingzhou is now in your hands."

Wanchuan Immortal Realm refers to the sphere of influence of the Yunche Immortal Clan. Among all the forces in Qingzhou, Wanchuan Immortal Realm is the pinnacle.

At this time, the changes in the Cangyun Realm continued.

The voice of destiny suddenly rang out in Lin Xuan's mind.

"Hyperbalancing is deliberately obstructing, suppressing, and weakening this world. After it continues to grow stronger, it will return here, condense the path to immortality, and break through the blue clouds."

"Breaking the boundary will become easier. A great disaster is coming to the Cangyun Realm. You need to break through all obstacles."

Lin Xuan was incomparably shocked. Was he about to have a conversation with the will of heaven? That represented an entire world.

"I, it's so hard for me, the pressure is so great!"

Lin Xuan spoke quickly, as if he had inherited Wang Xuanfeng's skill of plucking feathers from passing geese.

In Lin Xuan's cognition, this is the will of the world. There must be some good things in it, right?

However, after Lin Xuan's call, the voice of destiny's will suddenly fell silent.

On Lin Xuan's body, the golden robe condensed from the will of destiny was flowing, spreading out under his feet like the surface of a lake, resisting the rolling black clouds around Huilong.

"No, so stingy? You want me to work for nothing?"

Lin Xuan couldn't help but complain in his heart and was extremely dissatisfied with the so-called destiny.

If his thoughts were known to the predecessors who had opened up the path to immortality, I wonder what they would think.

They would never have dreamed that among their 'younger colleagues' there would be someone who dared to fleece the will of destiny.

Lin Xuan's body was moving, dragged away from the bronze sky gate by an unknown force, and hung in the sky outside.

"The catastrophe that destroyed the world is all your fault!"

Lin Xuan couldn't help but roar, and was ready to curse in his heart.

But at this moment, a golden light shot out from the sky gate and penetrated into Lin Xuan's body at lightning speed.

"Lin Xuan boy!"

"Emperor Shura!"

There were exclamations everywhere, and people who were paying attention to this side became worried.

Lin Xuan's words left them with a heavy burden of doubt, and the phrase "a great disaster that will destroy the world" made them feel inexplicably heavy in their hearts.