I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1358 - Immortal King Palace

Chapter 1358: Immortal King Palace

“Not all tyrannical rulers will be overthrown.

“When it comes down to it, great power is what one needs to bring about change.”

It was clear that Yang Lingqian was also resentful of the Immortal King’s actions. In the end, however, she could only chuckle bitterly. “We had thought that the meteorite’s appearance and Feng Wuya’s breakthrough would signify the beginning of a new era. We had thought that countless more exalted immortals would break through to that new rank...

“Who would’ve thought that the beginning would be the climax and the end? Ten thousand years later, and no one else has broken through to that new rank...”

An Lin chuckled upon hearing this. “Heh... I can’t wait to see how powerful this tyrant who has suppressed tens of thousands of revolts is!”

Yang Lingqian gazed at An Lin with her beautiful eyes. “How are you going to see how powerful he is?”

“I’ll fight against him,” An Lin replied.

“All the immortals who have fought against him are dead,” Yang Lingqian said in a panicked voice.

“All the more reason for me to fight against him. I want to see if it’s me who will kill him, or if it’s him who will kill me.” An Lin’s eyes burned with his battle intent.

Yang Lingqian: “...”

An Lin leaned toward Yang Lingqian and grinned. “What? Are you scared?”

“N-no! Why would I be? I’m not scared at all!”

Yang Lingqian’s cheeks flushed red, and she shifted her gaze elsewhere.

She had initially thought that An Lin was scaring her when he said that he wanted to fight against the Immortal King. By the looks of it now, however, it seemed like An Lin really did plan on fighting against the Immortal King!

The griffon continued to fly toward the Immortal King Palace.

An Lin peered through the window toward the continent below.

He saw countless different kingdoms, and he also saw a myriad of different tribes. All in all, however, humans still constituted a large majority of the population. Immortal King Feng Wuya was also a human.

Judging by its general characteristics, this was an exceptional world. An Lin had been to many worlds—Earth, Zhan Qi Continent, Ancient Tai Chu Realm, Ancient Tai Chu Dragon Realm, Divine Mirror World...

The feeling that this Divine Source Continent gave him was only below the Tai Chu Continent.

However, it was a pity that Feng Wuya had become its ruler. His tyrannical rule meant that many were living in fear and poverty. If it weren’t because of these hardships, there wouldn’t have been so many brave souls willing to revolt against him even though they knew that he was invincible.

“The city ahead of us is Kunlun City, the main city of the Divine Source Kingdom. Before Feng Wuya became so powerful, this used to be the Kunlun Kingdom. That meteorite landed in the Kunlun Kingdom’s Qing Tan City.” Yang Lingqian pointed toward a city in the distance.

An Lin looked out the window and saw a white city wall that towered hundreds of meters into the air. It was like a gigantic beast that rested on the earth, and within its protection lay an extremely prosperous city. All kinds of living beings bustled about, and the gigantic city stretched for as far as the eye could see.

Several towering pagodas dotted the city and radiated with dazzling white glows. Their energy fluctuations created threads of white light between each other and formed an extremely gigantic spell formation.

“So impressive! This Dao Integration Stage spell formation covers the entire Kunlun City. Not only can it observe the entire city, but it can also launch an attack wherever and whenever it wants to.” An Lin clucked his tongue in wonder after a white glow flashed past his eyes.

Kunlun City was much larger than any city that he had ever seen before. It genuinely stretched for as far as his eyes could see. At a rough glance, there were at least several hundred million residents living in this city. Thus, rather than saying that the spell formation could envelop a city, it would be more accurate to say that the spell formation could envelop an entire kingdom.

“Dao Integration Stage spell formation? What’s Dao Integration?” Yang Lingqian looked toward An Lin in confusion.

“Dao Integration refers to when a cultivator succeeds in their own dao and refines the essence of their dao,” An Lin explained. “It’s a process whereby they integrate their own dao into the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Such a process is called Dao Integration. That Feng Wuya is most likely a super mighty being of the Dao Integration Stage.”

Yang Lingqian’s eyes widened in surprise. It was as if she had heard something unfathomable.

She looked toward An Lin in astonishment. “Feng Wuya is the only person in this world who has reached that new rank. No exalted immortal knows what that new rank is. How come you know about it?”

An Lin stood up and clasped his hands behind his back. He gazed out the window and said unhurriedly, “The heavens are vast, and the galaxies are boundless. This world is much larger than you can fathom. There are countless things that you don’t know about.”

For some reason, a feeling of respect and yearning arose in Yang Lingqian’s heart as she gazed at the back of the mysterious male and listened to his profound words.

She still didn’t know why An Lin knew about Feng Wuya’s rank.

However, she knew that An Lin was extremely capable.

When the male turned around again, his face had suddenly become ugly.

The colors drained from Yang Lingqian’s face as she stumbled back in fright. “Y-You... Are you Exalted Immortal An Lin?”

An Lin nodded, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a sinister smile. “How is it? Do I look like him?”

Yang Lingqian patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. “Phew... You scared me to death. You look exactly like him! Regardless of whether it’s your appearance, expression, or aura, it’s all identical to that Immortal King’s envoy.”

An Lin was very satisfied with Yang Lingqian’s reaction. He had used the Divine Liquid Creation Technique to disguise himself, and even super mighty beings of the Dao Integration Stage wouldn’t be able to see through his disguise unless they concentrated their divine sense on him.

Screech!

The griffon screeched before suddenly starting to descend. Then, it landed on the ground with a loud boom.

“We’ve arrived,” Yang Lingqian said nervously.

An Lin immediately opened the door and jumped off the griffon. Yang Lingqian followed closely behind him.

After hopping off the mount, what entered his sight was a vast stretch of pure white imperial buildings.

These buildings were very peculiar in shape. All of them had large triangular bases and pointy triangular tips. The smallest among them measured dozens of meters in height, while the largest among them measured hundreds or even thousands of meters in height.

An Lin was immediately reminded of the Egyptian pyramids upon seeing these structures. However, these structures were pure white and smooth, unlike the pyramids. It was clear that they were constructed from unique materials.

Countless griffons soared through the air and landed near where they stood. This place felt much like an airport. Many prideful cultivators dismounted from the griffons.

For some reason, they all had an air of arrogance about them.

“Hey, Liu Peng! Impressive, aren’t you! You brought a stunner back for the Immortal King. It seems like you’re going to receive quite the reward this time!” A purple-robed cultivator stared at Yang Lingqian as he walked over.

Yang Lingqian felt extremely uncomfortable under the male’s lecherous gaze, and she involuntarily shuffled closer toward An Lin.

An Lin finally learned the name of the trash that he had burnt to crisp...

His expression suddenly became respectful. “Serving the Immortal King is my greatest honor! Even if I receive no reward, I’ll still serve to the utmost of my abilities!”

“You’re still such a brown-nose,” the purple-robed cultivator sniggered. “However, it surprises me that you’re actually offering this stunner to the Immortal King. You’re such a horny b*stard... I thought that you would enjoy her yourself.”

You understand Liu Peng so well, An Lin thought to himself. He really did plan on enjoying Yang Lingqian himself...

“I’m willing to offer my all to the Immortal King!” A fanatical expression spread across An Lin’s face.

“Okay, okay. Hurry up and take her to the imperial harem.” The male couldn’t stand An Lin’s obsequiousness any longer. He waved his hands and walked away.

Yang Lingqian was extremely tense as she stood behind An Lin. “What do we do now?” she whispered. “You’re not really thinking of...”

An Lin shook his head. “Rest assured. Leave it to me.”