Starting With 100 Million Lives-Chapter 701: Great Success in Divine Skills?

'Otherworldly Evil Demon' Li Junlang broke ties with Jiang Cheng and left the Profound Realm.

This news quickly spread.

There were too many witnesses at the time, making it impossible to keep it a secret.

The departure of such a dedicated 'otherworldly friend' left the entire White Profound Race in deep sorrow.

Many even cried their hearts out, unable to overcome their grief for days and nights.

As for the Gold, Silver, and Black Three Races, their feelings were mixed with joy and worry.

This person's power was too formidable. Although he hadn't intervened in the Four Races' affairs, he still sided with the White Profound Race, which could disrupt the balance among the Four Races.

His departure was actually a good thing.

However, on the other hand, who would deal with the still surviving Zhong Cuo?

This was a deadly issue.

For a while, pessimism and despair pervaded many areas of the Profound Realm.

Even Cang Luo Demon Emperor and Great Derivation Immortal Emperor, among other Immortal Demons, learned of the news.

"Li Junlang finally did something right."

"Indeed, as a person from our Demon Realm, it was utterly disgraceful for him to willingly recognize White Profound Race people as his masters before."

"This person has finally come to his senses."

Previously, when 'Li Junlang' declared himself as Brother Cheng's Summoned Beast, it was a huge blow to them.

"But, can this person really return to the Immortal Realm?"

"Is there a way back from here?"

"Impossible, isn't it?"

"Perhaps not. Given his extraordinary power, he might actually be able to go back."

"Alas!"

Both Great Derivation Immortal Emperor and Cang Luo Demon Emperor could only sigh in regret.

"How great it would be if he could take us with him."

"Indeed, I really don't want to stay in this cursed place any longer."

For people like them, the Immortal Realm would definitely be the most suitable place.

Especially after obtaining the Profound Soul's Profound Pattern in the Profound Realm, returning to the Immortal Realm would see their power advance by leaps and bounds.

By then, they might even be able to change the structure of the Immortal Realm.

For years they had dreamt of returning.

Meanwhile, on the sixth layer of the Profound Realm somewhere, Zhong Cuo was still in seclusion.

Two profound power seeds, flickering between light and darkness, slowly rotated around him, one in front and one behind.

Like planets revolving around the sun.

Two different lights continuously fell upon his body, shrouding him in layers of mysterious halos.

Just then, a mass of black smoke gradually appeared from afar.

Slowly, an old man dressed in a black cloak materialized from the mist.

Facing Zhong Cuo, he slightly bowed.

"Young Master, the news of Li Junlang's departure is likely true."

"Oh?"

Zhong Cuo did not stop the process of refinement.

Perhaps he wouldn't completely stop until he succeeded.

Because stopping would mean that all his previous efforts would be in vain.

"Then it seems, in the future, I'll have to kill my way to the Immortal Realm for revenge," he said calmly.

'Li Junlang' had brought him immense humiliation and setbacks.

His personality couldn't allow him to let it go.

This shame, he would certainly reclaim.

The old man's face was like a cloud of smoke, making his expression indecipherable, but there was a hint of concern in his tone.

"The Immortal Realm has no profound qi, which won't be conducive for your powers, Young Master..."

"So what?"

Zhong Cuo coldly interrupted him, "Over the years, I've studied the Immortal Realm's cultivation system many times. The mysteries of immortal power and rules hold no secrets for me by now."

"Indeed."

The old man had to admit, Zhong Cuo was not exaggerating.

Over the years, some Immortal Demons who drifted to the Profound Realm eventually ended up in his hands.

They were used to provide him with the Immortal Realm's cultivation techniques, martial techniques, immortal arts, secret techniques, and various local customs.

After extracting all useful information, they were then used as test subjects.

His years of research meant that the Child of the Plane of the Profound Realm's understanding of the Immortal Realm was astonishingly deep.

Even far exceeding that of most Quasi-Emperors.

"Then... should we ignore the Four Great Profound Races and Jiang Cheng for now?"

Zhong Cuo slowly raised his head and gave the old man a cold glare.

"Elder Dong, are you becoming senile as you age?"

The old man did not make a sound, but felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart.

He was once an ancient expert in the history of the Xuan Race, but due to a cultivation error, he was reduced to a mere residual spirit.

Then, by fate, he encountered the young Zhong Cuo and became his personal grandmaster.

Back then, Zhong Cuo obeyed his every word and revered him as a god.

Under his guidance, Zhong Cuo had never taken a wrong path.

He was instrumental in Zhong Cuo's smooth ascendancy to Emperor Venerable.

However, as Zhong Cuo grew stronger, his role became smaller and smaller, his status gradually falling from elder to servant.

"Once I refine those two profound power seeds, who in the Profound Realm can escape my grasp?"

Zhong Cuo said coldly, "At this moment, what I need is to remain hidden until I achieve great success, not break out and rush for revenge."

"Moreover..."

He smiled mockingly, "I suspect that Li Junlang's departure is a trap, just to lure me out."

His words were irrefutable by the old man.

He knew very well that Zhong Cuo was inherently suspicious and would never easily take risks.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, decades passed.

During these years, the Profound Realm was peaceful and prosperous, with no disputes among the Four Races.

Brother Cheng had already used up his Profound Origin Fruit over the years, elevating his Realm to Emperor Profound Fifth Layer.

And in the process, increased his Profound Pattern by over a hundred to the Seventh Layer.

If it weren't for the fact that the three profound power seeds from Zhong Cuo's side were crucial to Ah Ling, and that he needed Ah Ling to take him out of the Profound Realm, he might have already lost patience.

Apart from leveling up, his remaining thoughts were all focused on searching for Lan Ti's whereabouts.

Not only the White Profound Race, but even the Gold, Silver, and Black Three Races started to help search for Gu Yue Xinji's whereabouts everywhere.

The Profound Realm, though vast, has its boundaries.

Yet no matter how they searched, there was never any trace.

Not only Lan Ti, but the third Great Hall Master of the White Profound Race, Bai Wuqi, also disappeared without a trace.

Besides, some super experts from the Gold, Silver, and Black Three Races also never resurfaced.

It felt as if these people had already left the Profound Realm.

But the next level was the seventh layer dominated by the Shadow Race, where even the strongest couldn't survive long.

Even Brother Cheng found himself feeling slightly anxious.

And just on this day, the Profound Realm experienced massive upheaval.

Overlapping dark clouds filled the sky, obstructing sight and divine thought.

The ground shook continuously, resembling the calamity of an earth split and mountains crumbling.

Countless people flew outside in confusion, utterly clueless about what was happening.

Everyone flying in mid-air felt enveloped by a mysterious force, as if locked onto by a terrifying presence.

They even felt as if the surrounding profound qi was becoming harder to control.

And at that moment, a grand voice resonated throughout the entire Profound Realm.

"I, Emperor Venerable Zhong Cuo, shall from today be the sole True God of the Profound Realm."

"Mastering the cycles of heavenly principles and the life and death of all things..."

"Manipulating all profound qi between heaven and earth!"