Chapter 88: Meeting the Old Madman

Aoo—!

The big black dog let out an excited howl; as an ardent follower of the Great Emperor Wushi, he wished many would know of such a supreme existence.

This is absolutely a monster!

Ye Fan, Tu Fei, and others heard the news and made such an exclamation.

Only Yang Zhu remained completely calm; he had long known his father's demeanor.

The first attack on Purple Mountain failed; those holy lands would not give up so easily, and after resting a while they would surely try again.

"Little Black, the Holy City has been unsettled lately; we should leave."

Yang Zhu didn't know how Ye Fan and the others would choose; regardless, he didn't want to get involved, and he was about to leave with the Black Emperor.

"Wherever you go, I'll go; the Black Emperor will obey you."

The big black dog naturally had no objection; as long as Yang Zhu spoke, he would follow him closely.

He stumbled along behind Yang Zhu, not even glancing at Ye Fan.

"Where are you going?" Ye Fan hurriedly called out to Yang Zhu, asking.

"Let's go elsewhere for a walk."

"Or I could join you; after all, this isn't something we can participate in."

Ye Fan felt that being by Yang Zhu's side gave him an inexplicable sense of security, and without the Black Emperor's skill in formations, he could barely manage each step, unable to accomplish many things.

"Me too!"

Tu Fei almost jumped out; Yang Zhu's domineering pressure left Xia Jiuyou unable to retaliate, which thrilled him, and he would not miss such an opportunity.

"You don't mind me joining, do you?"

Li Heishui gave an embarrassed laugh; for someone like Yang Zhu, he naturally wanted to associate more.

"Whatever." Yang Zhu nodded indifferently.

"Yo yo yo, you guys aren't reluctant to part with the Black Emperor, are you?"

The big black dog licked its big face, putting on a look of difficulty, quite pleased with its own talent.

"Get lost; my rare herb was snatched by you—when will you return it?"

Back when they were cutting stones at the Stone Gambling Workshop, Li Heishui had just uncovered a nice treasure when the big black dog snatched it away and promptly put it aside without a word.

"What do you mean 'yours'? Whoever grabs it first owns it! After examining it, the Black Emperor found it unsuitable for you, so he reluctantly took it."

Such matters had no effect on the Black Emperor; even if he truly took it, he would still put on a righteous front.

"Damn, you greedy dog, even stealing from your own kind."

"Woof! What's yours is clearly the Black Emperor's!"

Li Heishui and the big black dog are both hotheads; they almost want to fight on sight, making peace impossible.

Yang Zhu paid them no mind, leaving the Holy City and heading east.

He had no interest in ordinary places; this time his destination was the site where the Great Holy Body fell—Holy Cliff! Coincidentally, Divine City is not far from Holy Cliff, so he decided to take a look.

After walking just a few dozen li, he saw an old man walking toward him; Ye Fan was startled—this old man was none other than the Old Madman! "Senior!" Ye Fan hurried forward to greet him.

"It's you; how are you here?"

The Old Madman nodded; since breaking out of his cocoon last time, his consciousness had recovered considerably, and he could usually stay lucid.

"Lately Divine City has been in constant turmoil; we're about to leave."

Ye Fan was delighted; as possibly the only Saint of the Eastern Wasteland, the Old Madman had helped him many times, leaving him deeply grateful.

The Old Madman had also heard the news about Purple Mountain and rushed over to see what was happening.

"You..."

Soon, the Old Madman's gaze was drawn to Yang Zhu, and he was momentarily taken aback.

"Yang Zhu, greetings, Senior."

Yang Zhu gave a simple greeting, wondering if the Old Madman had noticed something: "Senior, what's wrong?"

Ye Fan was puzzled, worried the Old Madman might lose his clarity again: "It's fine, it's fine, it's fine..."

Finally, the Old Madman shook his head, saying "it's fine" three times in a row, unknown what he was thinking.

"Where are you headed?"

The Old Madman seemed very interested in Yang Zhu and asked.

"Holy Cliff." Yang Zhu spoke frankly, without concealment.

"What? It's actually Holy Cliff?"

Tu Fei clicked his tongue; that place he naturally knew of—extremely dangerous, even the Great Holy Body had fallen there.

"That place is extremely dangerous; I wouldn't dare say I have absolute confidence even if I went there."

The Old Madman's face grew solemn; he had been to Holy Cliff before, but had not ventured deep, merely observing from afar before leaving.

"If it weren't dangerous, I wouldn't go."

Yang Zhu smiled lightly; besides glancing at the cliff where the Great Holy Body fell, there was something else inside he was very interested in, and he naturally wouldn't miss it.

"Little Black."

Upon hearing that, the big black dog began earnestly inscribing formation patterns, planning to cross the void; otherwise, relying on them would take considerable time.

"Is that reliable?"

Li Heishui saw how seriously the fellow was taking it and felt his head swell; the Black Emperor's previous formations had landed them in trouble.

"You don't trust the Black Emperor that much?"

The Black Emperor was fuming; if Yang Zhu weren't present, he would have already quit in disgust.

"All right, this time it's definitely correct!"

He lowered his head, seriously working on the Dao markings; before long it was completed, and he declared it confidently.

Swish!

Divine light flashed, several people vanished instantly from the spot, and began to traverse the void.

Holy Cliff lies at the border between the Northern Region and the Central Region, an ominous place that fills everyone with awe.

It's only because, once there was a Great Achievement Holy Body, who shed blood here in his later years!

That was an existence capable of rivaling a Great Emperor, yet it fell here; just thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle.

Gazing out, the Holy Cliff is entirely black; though called a cliff, it is actually composed of countless great peaks, towering and massive, with a mighty presence.

"Heroes in their twilight, ending up like this……"

Ye Fan and the others couldn't help but sigh, couldn't help but be shocked; an existence comparable to a Great Emperor, what could make it resent? "That stone is really a good method……"

Yang Zhu murmured softly, others didn't know what was going on, but he was very clear.

This mountain range is actually part of the Immortal Mountain, forcibly taken here by the Great Achievement Holy Body to serve as his secluded cultivation spot.

But what is the Immortal Mountain? It is one of the several great life-forbidden zones!

This act naturally provoked the Stone Emperor's displeasure; finding an opportunity, he struck, eliminating the Great Achievement Holy Body, successfully causing its fall, holy blood spattered, dyeing the cliff red.

As a Holy Spirit, the Stone Emperor is considerably stronger than an ordinary Great Emperor; facing a late-stage Great Achievement Holy Body, his chances are naturally high.

Dozens of peaks stand together, like being in the Immortal Mountain, giving a sense of great oppression.

"Are we really going in?"

Li Heishui rubbed his arm, feeling somewhat apprehensive; this place looks chilling.

"There's nothing bad to say about this place; it's just evil, one doesn't know how they'd die upon entering, very weird." The big black dog muttered.

"This place feels like a life-forbidden zone, very dangerous."

Ye Fan was surprised; no one knows what awaits them inside.

I see other fanfics speeding up and taking off, but I write rather slowly; I don't know how you feel? If you feel it's slow, I can appropriately speed up a bit.

(End of chapter)