Chapter 801: Return to Tian Shi

Temporarily leaving the Immortal Lord’s Treasury, Su Che decided to return to Haoyuan Tian Shi. He did not inform Emperors like Guang Chong of his decision directly but used seclusion for cultivation as an excuse, asking them not to disturb him for a hundred years. These emperors would have to “milk” the treasury for thousands of years each; it was unnecessary to explain why he wouldn’t be seen for just a hundred years—just leaving them enough Magic Crystals would suffice. Magic Crystals, long extinct in the Immortal Realm, were abundant in the Immortal Lord’s Treasury—evidence that the best treasures were hoarded by the great Immortal Lords. Leaving behind a soul slave in the late Golden Immortal stage to pretend to be him in seclusion, Su Che slipped out of the treasury unnoticed.

In the Demon Realm’s void, teleportation or transmission was impossible; one had to fly invisibly for days to reach the entrance of the spatial passage. Despite his speed being nearly comparable to that of a Fourth Heaven Immortal Emperor after a hundredfold enhancement, he still had to be cautious of the demon army’s encirclement. Flying too fast while invisible could expose his location. Five days later, Su Che arrived at the passage entrance only to find it guarded by a million-strong demon army, with strict surveillance and no chance of passing through.

“A million troops must mean thirty Demon Emperors are in charge. Forcing our way in is out of the question; we need to find a loophole to infiltrate.”

Remaining invisible, Su Che hovered in the distance, observing carefully for a long time before devising an infiltration route through the dense defensive formations. Nearly two hundred years had passed, yet the demon army had not relaxed its vigilance—indicating they were convinced the eight hundred Immortal Emperors had not returned to the Immortal Realm but remained in the Demon Realm. Like an invisible stream of demonic energy, Su Che silently infiltrated the army and quickly blended into their defensive formations. No matter how tight the defenses were, it was impossible to have people packed together without any gaps, and Su Che exploited these gaps to slowly penetrate.

In the void, countless demons floated motionless, like statues. No one whispered or spoke—million demons gathered in complete silence. It was likely they would guard here for thousands of years, showing that these demon soldiers were far superior to ordinary demons in every aspect. Passing by each soldier one by one, in just a few breaths, Su Che penetrated six layers of defense. With four more layers left, he could break through and enter the spatial passage.

Suddenly, a figure flew towards this side—it was a slender demon, with purple-gold wings on its back.
“The Demon Emperor!”
Su Che hurriedly hid behind a Copper-Winged Demon, using its massive body to cover himself. Even though he was in invisibility and surrounded by Origin Magic, it wasn’t guaranteed he wouldn’t be detected by the Demon Emperor.
This Demon Emperor patrolled regularly to remind the soldiers to stay vigilant and not slack off. Demons had a strong sense of hierarchy and obedience; they didn’t care about human rights or freedom among their own kind. In the army, commanders could kill any subordinates who violated discipline at will.
It seemed the Demon Emperor hadn’t noticed Su Che as he slowly passed through the gaps in the soldiers’ formation.
Only after he had moved far away did Su Che continue floating, aiming to infiltrate the last four layers.
With only the final layer left, suddenly, the purple-winged Demon Emperor appeared in mid-air right in front of him, clearly having teleported there.
In the Domain of Origin, immortals couldn’t teleport, but demons could.
The Demon Emperor slowly turned, his dark purple gaze scanning around as if sensing something.
Su Che was right under his nose. By now, it was too late to hide behind a soldier—he could only stay still, gathering his strength in secret, prepared to be discovered.
Swish!
A few breaths later, the Demon Emperor teleported away. Su Che felt relieved but still remained vigilant, staying put.
It was especially important not to rush at such moments. He needed to wait patiently until he was sure everything was fine before breaking through the last layer’s defense. Then…
Swish!
The purple-winged Demon Emperor appeared above Su Che’s head, its claw snapping down toward his head.
There was no doubt—his whereabouts had already been exposed.
Boom!
Su Che, who had prepared a hundredfold amplified strike in his hand, countered with a Rising Dragon Fist.
At close range, the claw and fist collided, unleashing violent force. A black aura expanded instantly, covering an area of thousands of feet.
More than two thousand Copper-Winged Demons within that aura vanished silently, killed instantly.
The immense recoil force sent Su Che plummeting thousands of feet, crushing the huge bodies of dozens more Copper-Winged Demons.
“This guy is stronger than me—at least at the sixth heaven level.”
Su Che revealed himself; his invisibility spell had been broken. Immediately, the surrounding demon soldiers swarmed around him.

Charge!
There’s no other way but to charge headlong.
Su Che swung a punch straight ahead, turning dozens of demon soldiers in front of him to dust—none of them could pose any resistance.
Just a few hundred miles ahead lay the entrance to the spatial passage. Such a short distance could be crossed in an instant at the speed of a Fourth Heaven Immortal Emperor.
“Want to escape?”
The Purple-Winged Demon Emperor above let out a vicious laugh. With a wave of his claws, a gray airflow appeared out of thin air, coiling around Su Che like a giant serpent.
Demon Emperor Binding!
It was the most proficient capture technique of the Origin Demons. Su Che had experienced it many times from Lan Ling—she had tied him up countless times.
The Origin Demons were powerful not only because of their unpredictable demonization power but also because they could naturally comprehend their racial heritage without any need to learn or study.
When Bronze-Winged Demons advanced to Silver-Winged Demons, they could naturally master more powerful magic skills. The same applied when Silver-Winged Demons became Gold-Winged Demons or Gold-Winged Demons became Demon Emperors.
They were born with these abilities—no learning required!
Why such a formidable racial heritage remained a mystery even to the demons themselves.
Snap!
Su Che’s arms trembled as if tearing apart the gray ropes coiling around him. Unfazed, he continued charging toward the spatial passage.
The Purple-Winged Demon Emperor was stunned. He hadn’t expected his Demon Emperor Binding to be broken so easily. After all, it was considered the true “immortal-binding rope,” highly effective against true immortals of the immortal realm. Even against peers, it would take two or three breaths to break free.
Yet, it felt as though the rope broke the moment it touched Su Che, like noodles that snapped instantly, failing to slow him down at all.
Unbeknownst to him, Su Che was the nemesis of the Origin Demons. Not only was he immune to demonization, but he could also use Origin Magic to enhance his cultivation and strengthen his body, making it easier for him to deal with Demon Emperors than Immortal Emperors.
During that moment of hesitation, the Purple-Winged Demon Emperor watched helplessly as Su Che rushed into the spatial passage. A distance of just a few hundred miles meant nothing to them at such a cultivation level—it was like taking a single step forward. There was no time to stop him.
“Damn it! He got away!”
The Purple-Winged Demon Emperor roared in frustration. He wished he could rush into the passage to chase after Su Che, but his duties prevented him from leaving his post under any circumstances.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
After another journey through spatial distortion, Su Che emerged from the other end of the spatial passage.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw that this side was also on high alert, with countless immortals forming a defensive line, constantly watching out for invasions by the demon race.
“Who is there?”
A Great Luo Golden Immortal shouted from a distance of thousands of miles. He asked this because he recognized Su Che as an immortal; if it had been a demon, he would have attacked right away.
“Just passing by!”
Su Che replied, and in a flash, he vanished using a teleportation spell.
“What?”
The countless True Immortals guarding the area were stunned: “Someone can actually teleport within the burning range of the Chaos Demon-Annihilating Flame?”
Beyond the passage lay an ocean of the Sacred Flames of Chaos. Using teleportation here was almost suicidal—even the Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor wouldn’t dare do it. This was because the Chaos Demon-Annihilating Flame caused severe damage to the primal spirit, and spells like teleportation relied precisely on the power of the primal spirit. Exposing one’s primal spirit in the ocean of sacred flames was like sending a patch of marsh gas into a sea of fire—it would explode instantly, which was tantamount to suicide.
What others couldn’t do, Su Che could—simple as that: he had the Immortal Prison at his disposal!
Even before he became an immortal, the Chaos Demon-Annihilating Flame had already transformed into Su Che’s Sacred Flame Guard. When his primal spirit was released, it not only wouldn’t explode but also felt quite comfortable…
Su Che didn’t want to explain anything to the defending forces in the immortal realm, so he used teleportation several times to move hundreds of thousands of miles away. Then, by simply activating a teleportation portal, he could return directly to his backyard in the Haoyuan Heavenly Market.
With his master-level teleportation spell, he could locate any place he had been to in the immortal realm and teleport there instantly, saving a great deal of time on travel. For places he hadn’t been to, if there was something on the other end that could establish a mental connection, he could also use that connection for long-distance teleportation.
Su Che estimated that once he reached the level of an Immortal Emperor and could master mythic-level great dao spells, the entire immortal realm would be like his own backyard. No matter where he wanted to go, whether he had been there before or not, he could open a teleportation portal and arrive in just a few dozen breaths.
Mythic-level great dao spells allowed him to draw on celestial power to the fullest—wherever the will of heaven reached, he could go!
Such privileges were only enjoyed by a dozen or so Immortal Lords, but Su Che believed he would be able to enjoy them at the first level of Immortal Emperor.
Every time he thought about this, no matter how humble Su Che tried to be, he couldn’t help but feel proud.
Different meant different; having the Immortal Prison meant being truly unique!

Returning to Haoyuan Tian Shi, to avoid causing excessive shock among Zhuo Feng and the others, Su Che pretended to have the cultivation level of mid-Xuanxian, so as not to hear them say again, “Huh? You’ve reached the late stage of Jinxian again?” There was no need for that; it would be better to wait until he advanced to Da Luo Jinxian soon and give them a surprise all at once. Only an Emperor Xian could detect such advanced disguise skills, so Old Monkey, Zhuo Feng, and the rest surely wouldn’t be able to see through his true cultivation level.