A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality and I Become a God

"Fortunately, they didn't kill him. Otherwise, let alone Wu Yifan, even I would have had a hard time withstanding the wrath of the Eight Desolate God Emperor."

Seeing that Chen Daoyu had only been eliminated and was not seriously injured, Wan Guang Shen Zun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Since emerging from the Eight Desolate Divine Realm, Chen Daoyu's expression had been extremely gloomy. Seeing this, the surrounding sect leaders dared not approach him to inquire who had defeated Chen Daoyu, for fear of incurring his wrath.

At this moment, the Eight Desolate God Emperor summoned Chen Daoyu to his side with a single thought.

Upon seeing his master, Chen Daoyu put away the gloom on his face and spoke respectfully.

"Master."

"Hmm, so who exactly defeated you?"

At this moment, the Eight Desolate God Emperor's expression was not very good. After all, he did not easily accept disciples. Even Chen Daoyu was only accepted into his sect because he possessed the Purple Heaven Divine Body and had powerful talent.

Chen Daoyu did not disappoint himself, having cultivated to the peak of the Earth God realm in just over nine thousand years. However, he was unexpectedly eliminated in this Thousand Sects Grand Competition.

Upon hearing this, Chen Daoyu's expression changed several times. After a long while, he clasped his hands in a fist and spoke apologetically.

"Master, I want to handle this matter myself, so please do not interfere."

Upon hearing Chen Daoyu's words, the Eight Desolate God Emperor's eyes narrowed instantly, and a scrutinizing gaze fell upon Chen Daoyu.

After a long while, the Eight Desolate God Emperor finally spoke, his tone carrying a hint of compromise.

"Alright, since you said you'd handle this yourself, I hope you can resolve it as soon as possible and not let this become a mental demon that affects your cultivation."

"Yes, Master."

Chen Daoyu nodded, then looked in the direction of the Eight Desolate Divine Realm, his eyes filled with determination, and silently thought: Just wait, Wu Yifan, I will definitely defeat you, definitely!

After saying this, Chen Daoyu got up and bid farewell to the Eight Desolate God Emperor, then headed back towards the Eight Desolate Domain. The rest was no longer in doubt; the final champion should be Wu Yifan.

After Chen Daoyu left, nearly a year passed. More and more disciples from the Thousand Sects were eliminated from the Eight Desolate Divine Realm, but there was not a single disciple from the Myriad Light Sect among them. This made the sect leaders present look at the Myriad Light Divine Venerable.

The God of Myriad Lights' eyes were filled with shock. A bold idea had already formed in His mind: Could it be that Wu Yifan had single-handedly protected all the disciples of the Myriad Lights Sect?

Within the Eight Desolate Divine Realm, the situation was exactly as the Myriad Light God Venerable had predicted. In the central region of the Eight Desolate Divine Realm, Wu Yifan protected the Myriad Light Sect disciples behind him, while more than a thousand Thousand Sect disciples stood before him.

Those with high cultivation levels reached the level of Earth Gods, while those with lower cultivation levels were all Gods.

They couldn't help but look at Wu Yifan, their expressions extremely solemn as they spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, this is not in accordance with the rules. Could you please have them come out and fight us fairly?"

The Wan Guang Sect has a total of 250 disciples participating in the Thousand Sects Grand Competition, including Wu Yifan. With Wu Yifan protecting them, this means that the Wan Guang Sect has swept the top 250 spots in the competition.

If Wu Yifan, who is at the Celestial God Realm, were to win the championship, they would have no objection. However, they cannot accept it at all if a group of weaklings, most of whom have not even reached the Celestial God Realm, were to get into the top 250.

Faced with their threats, Wu Yifan remained unmoved and spoke calmly.

"Enough with the nonsense. If you want to make a move against them, then make a move against me first."

Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Thousand Sects present looked extremely ugly. At this moment, a late-stage Earth God finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Gentlemen, although Wu Yifan is a capable fighter, they only have one capable fighter on their side. If we all attack together, Wu Yifan probably won't be able to kill us all. At that time, we only need to send out one True God to easily eliminate the Wan Guang Sect disciples."

After eliminating all the disciples of the Wan Guang Sect, how about we determine the rankings based on individual abilities?

As soon as the late-stage Earth God spoke, unsurprisingly, the disciples of the surrounding Thousand Sects all loudly agreed.

They can all admit defeat, but they absolutely will not allow anyone with a lower cultivation level than themselves to achieve a higher ranking.

Hearing their words, Wu Yifan's expression remained unchanged; instead, he let out a disdainful sneer.

"A fool's dream."

If they truly believed that their strength was limited, then they could be eliminated directly.

The next second, the disciples of the Thousand Sects attacked Wu Yifan in unison, their momentum was extremely terrifying, and even ordinary peak-level Divine Realm cultivators would not be a match for them.

But Wu Yifan was a god, and not just any ordinary god, so their ultimate fate was to be killed.

The Wan Guang Sect disciples, protected behind Wu Yifan, had worried expressions on their faces. However, they also remembered that their senior brother was a terrifying existence who had even defeated Chen Daoyu. It seemed that the entire group of Qian Zong disciples in front of them were not as strong as Chen Daoyu.

Seeing this, Wu Yifan drew out an extremely terrifying divine sword, which he had obtained by chance.

Although He prefers to fight bare-handed, it is obvious that using a sword would be faster in this situation.

"Shattering Rain Divine Swift Slash!"

As Wu Yifan finished speaking, the divine sword in his hand seemed to come alive, unleashing countless terrifying sword energies that surged towards the disciples of the Thousand Sects like an enormous wall.

The disciples of the Thousand Sects felt the power of this sword strike, their faces filled with shock, and they couldn't help but speak up.

"No, He is no ordinary deity, run!"

They felt a deadly threat from this sword strike, and a terrifying feeling welled up inside them. No matter what, they couldn't block it.

The only way to survive is to admit defeat and be eliminated.

However, it was quite obvious that the moment they had this thought, sword energy swept over them like a storm.

By the time the sword energy swept across, there was no longer a single living deity present.

No, there's another one.

The early-stage True God who had been assigned to attack the Wan Guang Sect disciples was filled with astonishment. Clearly, he hadn't expected the turn of events to happen so quickly and suddenly.

PS: The author originally planned to write this book to two or even three million words, and according to the current outline, it is indeed possible to reach that word count. However, the income does not support it. Now, I don't even earn fifty yuan a day. Therefore, the author will try to fill in all the plot holes before the Chinese New Year and then finish the book. I apologize in advance.

Finally, as usual, I'm begging for gifts! I'm so desperate I can barely afford to eat. The author is kneeling in gratitude.