We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? - Chapter 319

Chapter 319: The Lord of Kyushu and the Lord of Kyushu

“Without a weapon, what can you possibly use to fight me?” Wielding the Heavenly Desolate Halberd, the First Emperor was full of confidence, returning to his former, lawless self.

“Using a weapon to fight you?” Jiang Li shook his head slightly. The First Emperor

was overestimating himself. He’d fought against a host of immortal artifacts only because he couldn’t predict what the Yin-Yang Heavenly Seal would be capable of after becoming a spirit,

so he resorted to the Heavenly Desolate Halberd. The previous battle with the First Emperor had pushed him to the limit. Jiang Li knew the First Emperor’s strength; he didn’t even need to use the Heavenly Desolate Halberd.

“You’re bluffing!”

The First Emperor thought Jiang Li was bluffing. Their strength was comparable; how could he possibly defeat a man armed with a weapon?

The First Emperor swung his halberd, and Jiang Li met it with a metallic clang.

The First Emperor was stunned to find himself being dominated, his hands numb from the shock.

Jiang Li unleashed a barrage of blows, each one colliding with the Heavenly Desolate Halberd. The First Emperor lost his grip on the halberd and retreated repeatedly.

Witnessing Jiang Li’s terrifying attack, the First Emperor felt a wave of fear for the first time. Though it was a tiny sliver, it shattered his composure and unwavering demeanor.

The First Emperor’s eyes widened. Jiang Li had cracked the indestructible Heavenly Desolate Halberd!

The Heavenly Desolate Halberd’s very nature was indestructible, and even an attack of this magnitude wouldn’t break it.

But this wasn’t the real Heavenly Desolate Halberd, a transformation. The First Emperor believed the halberd was strong, and if he questioned it, it would no longer be the indestructible weapon it once was.

Jiang Li’s blow made the First Emperor question his own life.

Why couldn’t he defeat this seemingly amiable and easygoing individual?

Jiang Li didn’t care what the First Emperor was thinking. He mustered his full strength and delivered a powerful punch. The Heavenly Desolate Halberd snapped in two, unable to protect the First Emperor. The

blow struck the First Emperor’s chest, shattering his internal organs into a pulp and sending blood gushing out.

The First Emperor steadied himself, noticing Meng Chun watching from afar. He attempted to attack Meng Chun, but just as he raised his arm, he found he couldn’t swing.

“Is this the First Emperor? You can’t beat me, so you’ll beat the spectators, huh?” Jiang Li sneered, exerting force with his hand, crushing the First Emperor’s right elbow.

The First Emperor quickly recovered, panting as he retreated at a rapid pace.

His face flushed with shame, his first reaction upon seeing Jiang Li was to retreat.

“Five Thunders Righteousness,” Jiang Li whispered the name of his magical power, summoning a thunder tribulation far more powerful than the fifteenth Immortal Tribulation, cleaving the very dreamscape.

Jiang Li’s cultivation of the Dao was no less formidable than his unparalleled physical strength, but he was too lazy to use it on a daily basis, citing the inconvenience.

As for the Five Thunders Righteousness Sect that had once besieged Yu Yin, their Five Thunders Righteousness wasn’t even worthy of Jiang Li’s shoes.

The Chu Emperor was struck so hard that his outside was burnt and his inside was tender. He was spewing black smoke and his black clothes were ripped into tatters. He could not withstand this kind of thunder tribulation, let alone protect his clothes.

Jiang Li did not spare the Chu Emperor and continued to perform the Five Thunders Righteousness Method. Purple sky thunder descended and struck the Chu Emperor continuously, tearing his skin and flesh apart and making it difficult to heal.

The purple sky thunder hurt his soul and the Chu Emperor gritted his teeth in pain.

In reality, the Chu Emperor’s body was twitching and his expression was distorted, as if he was enduring some kind of torture.

“Are you okay?” Jiang Li turned his head and asked Meng Chun.

Meng Chun was still in shock and covered his chest and shook his head: “It’s okay, I was just scared.”

When the Chu Emperor saw this scene, he felt that he had lost unfairly.

“As the strongest, even the Celestial Immortals are no match for us. What else in this world can restrain us? Whether it’s morality or the law, they’re all for the weak.”

“As a Mahayana cultivator, you treat the weak with courtesy and don’t even have the arrogance of a strong person. What makes you stronger than me?”

“Are you born strong? Have you never been weak?” Jiang Li asked.

“Why did you become stronger? To avoid being bullied by the strong, or to bully the weak?”

The First Emperor was silent for a moment, then said, “Your experience and my experience should be similar. During the Qi Training Stage, I struggled at the bottom, being bullied. Back then, I thought, ‘One day, I want to be the strongest, and no one can bully me.'”

Meng Chun sighed inwardly. The First Emperor’s thoughts were like most people’s: they didn’t hate the strong, but they hated not being strong.

Jiang Li nodded. “Indeed, I’ve been bullied too. Back then, they were stronger than me, and I had no choice but to accept it.”

“Then…” The First Emperor assumed Jiang Li’s thoughts were the same as his.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Li continued, “Back then, I was thinking, if I ever became the most powerful, I must set an example, regulate the behavior of other powerful beings, and prevent the strong from arbitrarily bullying the weak.”

The First Emperor remained silent. He didn’t know whether Jiang Li’s thoughts were normal or his own. Their mindsets diverged so drastically that one of them must be abnormal.

“How long have you not practiced?” Jiang Li suddenly asked. The difference between their mindsets shouldn’t be so great.

“…A hundred years.” The First Emperor felt ashamed. After reaching the Mahayana stage, he was invincible, and even the outer demons were no match for him. Gradually, his cultivation slowed down, and in the past hundred years, he had barely practiced at all. “

With this level, you still have the nerve to call yourself the First Emperor?” Jiang Li sneered. Even if it was his parallel self, even if he was at the Mahayana stage, his experiences were different, and his cultivation levels were different.

“My achievements surpass those of all previous human emperors. I am the common ruler of the Nine Provinces. What’s wrong with being called the First Emperor? And you, what are you?” The First Emperor, seeing Jiang Li mocking his title, angrily retorted.

Jiang Li replied calmly, “I am the Human Emperor, respected by all of the Nine Provinces.”

The First Emperor was about to say something when a crackling sound rang out. The rift in his dream, split open by the Five Thunders Law, widened and spread across the entire dream.

With a snap

, the dream shattered. Jiang Li and Meng Chun returned to the mysterious realm, and the First Emperor returned to his own Nine Provinces.

…

“Your Majesty, regarding the Nine Provinces Immortal Dynasty…” Commander Liu respectfully approached the First Emperor.

“What Immortal Dynasty? I’m in seclusion. Do not disturb me!” Upon returning from his dream, the First Emperor reflected on the humiliation of having been defeated by his other-worldly self.

He must cultivate, diligently.

If I don’t avenge this, I wouldn’t be Jiang Li!

…

“I never thought I could actually travel to a parallel world, even if it was only in a dream.” Meng Chun was still overwhelmed. She had experienced something her true form hadn’t even experienced.

Perhaps she and Jiang Li were the only two to have visited a parallel world.

“Hey, Senior Meng Chun, your soul seems complete.” Jiang Li was shocked. Meng Chun was originally a sentient remnant, not even a soul fragment. According to his calculations, it would take another two hundred years for a soul to be born.

“Could it be that your visit to a parallel world has accelerated the birth of your soul?” Jiang Li speculated. No one had ever visited a parallel world, so everything was unknown.

“Anyway, this is good news. I’ll help you resurrect.” Jiang Li had promised to protect Meng Chun in two hundred years, but he didn’t expect it to happen so sooner.

“Thank you, Human Emperor,” Meng Chun bowed politely.

Meng Chun was overjoyed to learn she had a soul. After all, she could go out. Who would want to stay in a mysterious and secret place to entertain themselves?

Especially since Jiuzhou today was so different from eight hundred years ago.

(End of Chapter)