Chapter 30: Chapter 30: The Three-Eyed Race Invades! Chaos Descends Upon the Mortal Realm
A Night of Unease
The moon hung high over the Heavenly Mystical Sect, its silver glow casting eerie shadows across the mountain peaks.
Chan Li sat on his throne in the sect's grand hall, sipping a fresh Coca-Cola while calculating profit margins from his latest business ventures.
Bai Yun, now officially a partner in Chan Li's growing empire, stared at the endless stacks of spirit stones, treasures, and rare herbs that overflowed from the vault.
"You know, I don't even know if I'm part of a sect anymore or the world's largest spiritual corporation." Bai Yun muttered, rubbing his temples.
Chan Li chuckled. "Why not both?"
Before Bai Yun could retort, a terrifying explosion rocked the heavens
BOOOOM!!!
The sky cracked like glass, and a sinister purple light descended upon the world.
Alarm bells rang across the Heavenly Mystical Sect.
A disciple rushed in, pale-faced.
"Sect Master! An army of unknown cultivators has broken through the sky barrier! They're descending upon the Mortal Realm!"
Chan Li narrowed his eyes.
"Who dares?"
The Arrival of the Three-Eyed Race
From the shattered void, countless figures emerged towering beings with pale blue skin, sharp horns, and a third eye embedded in their foreheads.
The Three-Eyed Race.
One of the most feared celestial races, their power was said to rival even Immortal Emperors.
And now, they had descended upon the Mortal Realm like an unrelenting storm.
Their leader, a towering figure draped in golden armor, hovered high above the battlefield. His third eye gleamed with an ominous glow.
"Mortals… your era ends today." His voice echoed across the land, shaking even the strongest cultivators to their core.
Sects across the world trembled in fear.
Kingdoms collapsed overnight.
Even the Immortal Clans fell silent.
Because they knew
This wasn't just an invasion.
This was annihilation.
War Erupts! The Heavenly Mystical Sect Stands Alone
The Three-Eyed Race's army descended like meteors, laying waste to countless sects in an instant.
Entire mountains crumbled.
Cities were reduced to dust.
And yet
Amidst the chaos, one sect stood defiantly.
The Heavenly Mystical Sect.
Chan Li stepped onto the battlefield, his robe billowing against the storm of destruction.
"You know, I was having a pretty good night counting my money. Now you've gone and pissed me off."
The golden-armored leader scoffed, his third eye glowing with an unfathomable power.
"A mere human dares to challenge us?"
Chan Li grinned.
"No, no, no. You've got it all wrong. I'm not 'challenging' you…"
His aura erupted, sending shockwaves across the battlefield.
"I'm about to make you regret coming here."