Dominator Emperor

The Flying Immortal Body, as one of the Twelve Immortal Bodies, was in no way inferior to any other! For a Cultivator, once they completed the Cultivation of the Flying Immortal Body, it meant their speed was Wudi.

If one’s speed was Wudi, then Cultivation Techniques and treasures all became unimportant, because you could never catch up to your opponent’s speed. You would be slain before you even had a chance to act.

Once the Flying Immortal Body reached Great Success, it could traverse any space. What was even more frightening was its ability to stop Time! Just imagine, how terrifying would a person with Wudi speed be? If they could also stop Time, they would be even more terrifying!

Thus, once a Flying Immortal Body reached Great Success, basically no one in the world could kill its user. Someone once commented that for a person with a Great Success Flying Immortal Body, aside from Time itself, no one else in the world could ever kill them.

There was a reason why Li Qiye chose the Flying Immortal Body from among the other eleven Immortal Bodies. The Prison Suppressing Divine Body could suppress everything, but it had one weakness—it wasn’t fast enough.

Right now, the speed of Li Qiye’s Prison Suppressing Divine Body relied on the "Kunpeng Six Transformations," which made his speed fast enough. However, for Li Qiye, this was far from enough. He had to have Wudi speed.

Just imagine, the heaviest body combined with the fastest speed—what would happen? It meant that Li Qiye’s own body would be the most powerful weapon. This was the reason why Li Qiye chose the Flying Immortal Body!

As the Flying Immortal Physique trembled again and again, the space-time around Li Qiye seemed to slow by a beat. HUM, HUM, HUM... A series of soft hums intertwined with the rumbling of his Mud Palace to form a symphony, and Li Qiye lost himself in it...

"The Lost Divine Island!" Inside the Imperial City of Jingxi Country, King Jingxi sat upon the Dragon Throne. After hearing the report from Lu Baiqiu, who had hurried back from the Thousand Islands, he couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

"Your Majesty, the Lost Divine Island is nothing more than a legend." At that moment, a young man in the Dragon Hall immediately spoke up. This young man was dashing and high-spirited, his aura of the King and Marquis Realm surging. He made no effort to conceal his presence; in fact, he seemed quite proud of it.

The young man hurriedly said, "Our Jingxi Country is a great and dignified nation. Why should we mobilize our forces over such a vague and baseless legend?"

"Xuan Young Monarch, the Lost Divine Island is just off the coast. How is that vague and baseless!" Lu Baiqiu immediately retorted in a low voice.

The young man sneered and said, "That’s not for certain. Fog on the sea is a common occurrence. Perhaps Master Lu’s eyes were playing tricks on her. If such a matter requires Your Majesty to make a trip, what if it turns out to be nothing but ordinary fog? Wouldn’t that be a pointless mobilization of forces? Heh, and who’s to say this isn’t just Master Lu exaggerating to claim credit for herself?"

This young man was named Xuan Young Monarch, a rare genius in Jingxi Country. A year ago, he had ascended to the King and Marquis Realm, becoming one of the younger generation in Jingxi Country with the most potential to inherit the throne.

And Xuan Young Monarch had always seen Lu Baiqiu as a powerful rival. Although Lu Baiqiu had only reached the Great Perfection of the Heroic Realm in the last two years and had one foot in the King and Marquis Realm—meaning her Dao Practice was inferior to his—the merits Lu Baiqiu had accumulated were greater than his. Moreover, Lu Baiqiu’s prestige in Jingxi Country was very high, and the Elders of Jingxi Country all believed she could shoulder great responsibilities.

For this very reason, Xuan Young Monarch treated Lu Baiqiu as his greatest rival, opposing her at every turn.

"You—" Lu Baiqiu’s expression darkened with anger at Xuan Young Monarch’s words.

At this time, King Jingxi waved his hand lightly, interrupting their sharp exchange. He said, "It is better to believe it exists than to dismiss it as nonexistent. Although the Lost Divine Island has always been a legend, it is said to be a mysterious island left behind by a True God from an ancient era. Rumor has it that a heavenly secret is hidden within! Since there is a possibility, let the National Preceptor go and see for himself."

"As you command." An old man among those present stood up and accepted the order.

Li Qiye was living on the island, doing nothing but Cultivation. However, on this day, a visitor arrived, and the one who brought the visitor was none other than Lu Baiqiu.

"Brother Li, this is our Jingxi Country’s National Preceptor." Lu Baiqiu introduced the old man beside her to Li Qiye. Besides the National Preceptor, other experts from Jingxi Country had also come with Lu Baiqiu.

"Our National Preceptor wishes to know about the Lost Divine Island," Lu Baiqiu hurriedly added.

The Jingxi State Preceptor sized up Li Qiye. In his eyes, Li Qiye was completely ordinary, with nothing outstanding about him. Although he had heard from Lu Baiqiu that Li Qiye was extraordinary, he believed this was probably due to Lu Baiqiu’s own limited experience.

In truth, after Li Qiye had been tempered and transformed by the Heaven and Earth Primordial Liquid, how could a mere National Preceptor from Jingxi Country possibly see through him?

In the eyes of the Jingxi State Preceptor, Li Qiye was just an ordinary Cultivator. He, on the other hand, was the National Preceptor of Jingxi Country, already a Great Saint with profound Dao Practice. An ordinary Cultivator like Li Qiye was truly not worthy of his Dharma Eye.

"According to Bai Qiu, you were the first to discover the Lost Divine Island. Tell me what you know about it," the Jingxi State Preceptor said in a deep voice.

Li Qiye glanced at him and said flatly, "The Lost Divine Island is not somewhere your Jingxi Country can set foot. You should all go back. Just pretend you never saw anything."

"Insolent!" Before the Jingxi State Preceptor could speak, a young man standing next to him shot forward and berated Li Qiye, "You ignorant junior! How dare you insult my Jingxi Country? Are you tired of living?!"

The person who had suddenly jumped out was none other than Xuan Young Monarch. He had followed the National Preceptor precisely to find an opportunity to earn merit. The moment Li Qiye said those words, he immediately seized the chance to do so.

Lu Baiqiu’s expression changed. Li Qiye was her friend, and Xuan Young Monarch’s words were going too far!

BANG! Without even giving Xuan Young Monarch a single glance, Li Qiye flicked a finger. Xuan Young Monarch was instantly sent flying. With a SPLASH, he fell straight into the sea.

Xuan Young Monarch was furious and tried to rush back up, but a giant hand pressed down. With a BOOM, he was directly suppressed at the bottom of the sea, unable to climb back up.

"Stop! Do not harm him!" the other experts who had come with the National Preceptor shouted, all of them lunging toward Li Qiye at once.

Li Qiye didn’t even move. His body just trembled, and with a BANG, all the experts lunging at him were sent flying, spraying blood wildly.

"Young Friend, Jingxi Country is not a place where you can act so insolently!" The Jingxi State Preceptor’s expression changed drastically. The might of a Great Saint instantly surged forth like a tidal wave as he attacked, bringing his natal Treasure Soldier down to suppress Li Qiye.

Li Qiye’s body flashed. BANG! Before the Jingxi State Preceptor could even react, he was sent flying, spitting out a spray of blood. The next moment, before his body could even fall, Li Qiye had grabbed him by the neck with one hand, hoisting him high into the air.

"You—" The Jingxi State Preceptor was horrified. He opened his mouth to speak, but Li Qiye tightened his grip. The sound of breaking bones rang out. The preceptor couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move a muscle, and his face instantly turned as white as a sheet.

"Brother Li, please show mercy!" The sudden turn of events had frightened Lu Baiqiu so much that her face turned pale. Hearing the sound of breaking bones, she hurriedly begged for leniency.

Although Xuan Young Monarch and the others had gone too far, they were ultimately people of Jingxi Country. Lu Baiqiu couldn’t just stand by and watch them die.

Li Qiye casually tossed the Jingxi State Preceptor to the ground like a dead snake. His face deathly pale, the Jingxi State Preceptor finally managed to catch his breath after a great effort.

Li Qiye didn’t bother to give him another look and said, "For Master Lu’s sake, I’ll spare your lives today! If you dare to point fingers in my presence again, don’t blame me for not giving Master Lu any face."

The Jingxi State Preceptor was a man who had seen the world. He was a dignified Great Saint, yet he had been suppressed before he could even receive a single move. How terrifying was this opponent! If Lu Baiqiu hadn’t spoken up to plead for him, he feared that even ten lives would not have been enough to save him.

Thinking of the consequences, the Jingxi State Preceptor couldn’t help but tremble inwardly. He was utterly horrified, and cold sweat beaded on his palms. He took a deep breath, not daring to stay for another moment. He turned to leave with his injured disciples. As for Xuan Young Monarch, who had been suppressed at the bottom of the sea, he was dug out only after a great deal of effort.

"Brother Li, I never thought things would turn out like this." As she was leaving, Lu Baiqiu gave a bitter smile and apologized to Li Qiye.

"Forget it. This has nothing to do with you." Li Qiye waved his hand gently and said, "Go back and tell your Sovereign that it would be best not to provoke me. Otherwise, be careful, or I will annihilate your Jingxi Country!"

These words made Lu Baiqiu gasp, and a chill ran down her spine. To speak of annihilating a country so casually—how domineering, how arrogant!

However, when she thought about how even their National Preceptor had been suppressed by Li Qiye in a single move, Lu Baiqiu didn’t think Li Qiye was just making an arrogant boast. It seemed Li Qiye was even more terrifying than she had imagined.

In the end, Lu Baiqiu gave Li Qiye a deep bow, then turned and left.

「"What—"」 When the Jingxi State Preceptor and the others returned, King Jingxi was instantly enraged upon hearing their report. His expression changed as he said, "Not even the National Preceptor was his match!"

"Your Majesty, I am ashamed to say that I was defeated in a single move. I was unable to see his origins clearly," the Jingxi State Preceptor said hurriedly.

Although he had been defeated by Li Qiye in one move, the Jingxi State Preceptor did not dare to feel any resentment. An Elder Cultivator like him, who had weathered many storms, knew that there were some existences in this world that they could absolutely not afford to provoke.

"Master Lu, what exactly are the origins of this Li Qiye?" the Jingxi State Preceptor asked in a deep voice.

Lu Baiqiu gently shook her head and said, "Your Majesty, I also know nothing of his origins. I only met him by chance. It was only with his guidance later on that I was able to defeat the Crab Clan."

"Heh, Master Lu, you are so close with that Li fellow, yet you claim not to know his origins? Heh, who would believe such a thing?" Xuan Young Monarch, who was still injured, said from the side in a sarcastic tone.