Chapter 1246

Yi Qi didn't think there was any problem with this battle; with the help of his intelligence, the Demon Emperor personally took action—how could there be no victory?

He, Yi Qi, is not a waste like Bei Zun.

He shook his head, feeling he was overthinking; the Demon Emperor might be handling Haotu Shijie matters now, and he just needed to wait patiently.

He shook his head to dispel his worries, threw them aside, and Yi Qi continued playing music and dancing.

Letting him guard the rear was already Bo Xun's consideration for him; how could he disregard the Demon Emperor's goodwill?

But in Yi Qi's mind, Bo Xun, who should have been slaughtering in all directions, had now become a prisoner.

Escorted by the strong of all races to Dao Yi Shengdi, Bo Xun's eyes were extremely cold.

Utter humiliation, absolutely utter humiliation—this is Bo Xun's lifelong disgrace.

Thinking of how he had fought for the Demon Race all his life, finally becoming the Demon Emperor, yet now a turn of the head and he's become a prisoner.

Not only was his cultivation sealed, but he was also bound with Demon-Binding Rope like a zongzi.

Around him were several strong ones from all races of Haotu Shijie.

There was no way; Bo Xun was of utmost importance, naturally nothing could go wrong, so he had to be strictly guarded.

He wanted to seek death, but even dying now was impossible.

He is not a waste like Bei Zun; Bo Xun would rather die than be a prisoner, but Yun Xiantai didn't even give him that chance.

This time, the Demon Race warriors who followed Bo Xun to Haotu Shijie, aside from those who died in battle, all became prisoners of Haotu Shijie, numbering in the millions.

Even some heavily wounded Demon Race were given healing pills by the Human Race, for fear they might accidentally die.

Seeing this, Bo Xun gritted his teeth, his anger blazing.

A scholar may be killed but not humiliated; we Demon Race have no need for the enemy's pity—these humans are simply murderous and heartless.

We had clearly won, yet we still came to save them—what does this mean?

Bo Xun was furious.

Alas, anger is anger, it changes nothing, and he was escorted without incident to Dao Yi Shengdi.

On the way, although those Demonic Cultivators had thought of rescuing, they ultimately dared not act, because it was fundamentally impossible to succeed.

The strong of all races followed closely along the way; with their meager strength, charging out would be suicide.

Although they really wanted to rescue Bo Xun, those Demonic Cultivators ultimately chose to give up, unable to win.

Dao Yi Shengdi had long prepared a place to imprison these Demon Race food materials.

They specifically carved out an area in the Monster Clan Territory to imprison Bo Xun and the others.

The Formation Masters Alliance had even earlier drawn up the formation.

As for the Monster Clan, they naturally dared not refuse, and even if they did, it would be useless—after all, it's not a matter for negotiation.

Bo Xun and Bei Zun alike were each confined alone within a formation.

In the past few days, Bo Xun, like Bei Zun before him, had been frantically striking the formation.

If his cultivation were still intact, Bo Xun could break this formation naturally without any problem.

But now, with his cultivation sealed, no matter how frantically Bo Xun struggled, the formation remained utterly still, not even a ripple appearing.

After several days of commotion, Bo Xun also became helpless.

As for inside Dao Yi Shengdi, the strong of all races were thrilled, because after the war Ye Zhangqing began celebrating their victories in batches.

Anyone who participated in this battle could eat Ye Zhangqing's meals.

Of course, they were just ordinary cauldron rice.

Only the great emperors and old ancestors could enjoy the special stove; everyone else, whether Great Saint, Holy One, or lower, had to obediently line up for the cauldron rice.

However, no one objected; being able to eat Ye Zhangqing's cooking already satisfied them.

Moreover, even the cauldron rice tasted far better than any delicacy they had ever eaten in their lives.

The strong of all races were excited, after all, they rarely got a chance to eat Ye Zhangqing's cooking, unlike the disciples of Dao Yi Sect.

Now they finally had the opportunity, and many were eating it for the first time, each deeply moved.

Indeed, the rumors outside were true—Ye Zhangqing's cooking is unforgettable after just one bite.

For several days straight, the canteen was packed at every meal, to the point that even Ye Zhangqing became exhausted.

Moreover, the system points contributed by so many people were also plentiful, and Ye Zhangqing's cultivation breakthrough proceeded smoothly as expected.

Host: Ye Zhangqing.

Identity: Dao Yi Sect Canteen Elder.

Cultivation: Shèngjìng Perfection (153478/800000)

Techniques: Clear Heart Method (Perfected), Nine Pulse Method (Perfected), Hundred Transformations Golden Core Method (Perfected).......

Arts: Shadow Blade (Yellow Upper Rank, Transformation Stage), Seven Stars Step (Yellow Upper Rank, Transformation Stage), Spirit Barrier (Yellow Upper Rank, Transformation Stage), Seven Kill Blade (Xuan Middle Rank, Perfected), Xuan Spirit Barrier (Xuan Extreme Upper Rank, Perfected), Gale Step (Xuan Extreme Upper Rank, Perfected).......

Reputation: Renowned Across Haotu.

Talent: Saint Middle Tier (998365/10000000)

Foundation: Saint Middle Tier (701656/10000000)

Comprehension: Saint Middle Tier (6399945/10000000)

Having successfully broken through to Shèngjìng Perfection, he is now on the verge of the Great Saint Realm.

As for Ye Zhangqing's breakthrough, Bai Hua Xianzi and Jueying and the others have long been used to it—isn't it normal for a husband to break through?

Sometimes just drinking water can trigger a breakthrough; this time, at least he slept.

That's right—Ye Zhangqing broke through in his sleep; upon waking, he found himself already at Shèngjìng Perfection.

Dongfang Bai watched Ye Zhangqing reach Shèngjìng Perfection so quickly, and he was utterly shocked.

"How did you break through so quickly?"

"Fast?"

"Still not fast?"

Dongfang Bai isn't from Haotu Shijie; she's well-informed and has seen plenty of young Heavenly Pride from Zhu Tian Wan Jie.

Her talent is nothing to scoff at, but Ye Zhangqing's breakthrough speed is simply unimaginable.

Moreover, the crucial thing is, Dongfang Bai has observed him, and it seems this guy has never even seen him cultivate.

How can he still breakthrough this quickly? It's utterly unreasonable.

Dongfang Bai felt stunned; in such a closed world, there's actually a genius like this?

At Ye Zhangqing's age, if he truly broke through to the Great Saint Realm, he'd be among the very top of Heavenly Pride in Zhu Tian Wan Jie—even stronger than Dongfang Bai.

Ye Zhangqing, however, didn't mind much and casually replied.

"Lucky breakthrough."

You call this a lucky breakthrough—what do we call ours then?

A few days after Ye Zhangqing's breakthrough, heavenly tribulations began appearing one after another in the skies over Dao Yi Shengdi.

They included Shèngjìng tribulations, Great Saint Realm tribulations, and even Cultivation: Great Emperor Realm tribulations.

The most extravagant day saw a full nine heavenly tribulations appear in the skies over Dao Yi Shengdi.

Nine heavenly tribulations in a single day left the experts of all races numb; in Dao Yi Shengdi, they seemed as common as freebies.

Damn, they just show up out of nowhere; this breakthrough speed is truly outrageous—considering that heavenly tribulations at minimum require the Shèngjìng realm, nine in a single day likely never occurred in Haotu Shijie's history.