Chapter 433

Western Heaven Demon Demon Consort: 【……】

Great Wilderness Heaven Sovereign: 【So this is how you curse us, is it?】

Immortal Sovereign with Chronic Rheumatism: 【I strongly suspect the danger you encountered on that mission was cursed out by Great Saint Jun.】

Great Saint Jun of Vast Heaven: 【Don't talk nonsense—I'm teaching you how to relieve despairing moods. This is care. If I didn't care about you, I wouldn't even think of despairing. Otherwise, if you get hurt, I'd be heartbroken.】

Great Wilderness Heaven Sovereign: 【I actually can't refute Great Saint Jun's words.】

Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian: 【Suggestion: don't refute. According to the current slang in the initial realm where Xiang Hong and the others come from, just beat them up.】

Heaven-Tian Xie Jian Xian: 【+1】

Zu'an Intern: 【-、- Great Saint Jun, if something happens this time, I swear even in the afterlife I'll believe you cursed us to death. Whispering quietly. jpg】

With the three messages sent, the group became even livelier.

Not long after.

After some chatter, Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian sent the token to all members in the form of a red envelope—one token per person.

Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian: 【Huh? Why hasn't Demon Ancestor claimed the red envelope?】

Upon learning this token was sent by the only deceased strategist, all members snatched up their tokens at lightning speed, tapping the red envelope instantly.

Only Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor did not claim it.

Zu'an Intern: 【Is my master not here?】

Gao Xiang Hong scrolled through the chat history—it seemed Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor hadn't spoken all day.

Western Heaven Demon Demon Consort: 【It seems Demon Ancestor has run into some trouble lately.】

Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian: 【What trouble? Do we need to help?】

Heaven-Tian Xie Jian Xian: 【What's wrong with Demon Ancestor?】

Great Wilderness Heaven Sovereign: 【Demon Ancestor didn't specify the trouble, but a few days ago, while chatting with us, he suddenly said he had urgent business and logged off in a hurry.】

Immortal King with Chronic Rheumatism: 【Let me find the chat logs for you.】

Not long after, Immortal King with Chronic Rheumatism sent a screenshot.

It was the last message Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor sent before logging off.

Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor: 【Everyone, Old White seems severely injured. I'm going to check on him. Logging off now.】

The next second.

Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian: 【Old White? If I recall correctly, he's Demon Ancestor's longtime rival and friend—his strength seems on par with Demon Ancestor's.】

Since group members come from different worlds, their conversations often revolve around gossip and amusing events from their own realms.

Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor frequently mentioned someone called "Old White."

Based on his remarks about Old White, all members formed a general impression: Old White was both rival and ally to Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor—constantly battling yet aiding each other.

The last time Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor took Gao Xiang Hong as his disciple was precisely because Old White had taken a prodigy as his own, prompting Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor to take Gao Xiang Hong as a disciple to compete with Old White.

At their level, they are nearly invincible in their worlds.

Even if placed in any world—even the myriad heavens—they are titans, the closest beings to immortality; very little can trouble them.

But Old White being severely injured falls outside this category.

Old White and Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor are at the same level—Divine Step Six. For someone to injure Old White is enough to trouble them.

Gao Xiang Hong understood this clearly, and couldn't help but worry.

Zu'an Intern: 【Do you think my master might be in trouble?】

Western Heaven Demon Demon Consort: 【Don't panic, Xiang Hong. Demon Ancestor himself said 'seems' severely injured—it's not certain he's truly hurt.】

Great Saint Jun of Vast Heaven: 【I recall Demon Ancestor once said his old rival, Old White, is a cultivator without any sect or backing, who reached his current realm entirely on his own, bearing the title Bai Yuanxian Jun. A hermit who reaches this level can't be ordinary—his injury might not be as serious as it sounds.】

Great Wilderness Heaven Sovereign: 【Great Saint Jun is right. Hermit cultivators who reach Divine Step Six must have grown tougher than those who rely on great mountains for support. Don't underestimate them.】

Immortal King with Chronic Rheumatism: 【Actually, these past few days we've all privately messaged Demon Ancestor—he just hasn't replied.】

Heaven-Tian Xie Jian Xian: 【Let's check our private messages and see if Demon Ancestor is online. Ask him the details and if he needs help.】

……

In another world, Lord Tianhong Realm.

Here, mountains, rocks, cliffs, and deep gorges crisscrossed, forming a perilous land.

Due to the tangled terrain, the large gorges resembled canyons, interwoven chaotically, forming a natural array.

Moreover, due to the topography, winds entering created peculiar mountain gusts—biting like blades, howling fiercely.

If a mortal fell here, they would likely become lost among the rocks and gorges, unable to judge direction, or die from the strange winds.

Even cultivators who arrived here would be trapped or killed within.

At this moment.

A piercing sound tore through the sky.

A divine sword slashed through the heavens; Zhang Hao stood atop it, clutching his right arm, looking utterly disheveled.

His right arm was drenched in blood, staining his sleeve and clothes; blood trickled from his lips—he was wounded.

He frantically swallowed pills, wildly channeling spiritual energy, driving the divine sword into the rocky forest, glancing back constantly, his expression twisted.

He paid no heed to the perilous rocky forest that would deter even cultivators.

From his unwavering gaze and expression, it was clear he had come here deliberately—though dangerous, the rocky forest was safe in another way, ideal for concealment.

Finding someone in this rocky forest was extremely difficult.

Just the natural array and strange winds alone made it hard enough; add the chaotic terrain and countless caves, and locating a person became nearly impossible.

If Kamikawa Mitsu were here, he would recognize Zhang Hao—this was the Earthling he had cast into another world, to whom he had given the divine artifact "Muchen Pearl."

Behind him, in the distance, several cultivators chased Zhang Hao—some flying, others riding magical artifacts or spirit beasts.

Each pair of eyes burned with greed, as if Zhang Hao were not a man, but a living treasure, a human elixir—capturing him would grant instant ascension to the heavens.

"Zhang Hao! Stop right there!"

"Stop running. You can't escape our pursuit."

Zhang Hao paid them no heed, and the pursuers grew increasingly anxious at the sight.

Up ahead lay the Shishan forest. Once Zhang Hao entered it, catching him would not be easy.

Unfortunately, they were loose cultivators with no powerful backer like Zhang Hao's. Pills were as common as candy beans on his person, so they could only desperately drive their spiritual Qi to chase after him.

At this moment.

One loose cultivator, after ruthlessly popping a pill, chased with all his might and, not forgetting, asked the pursuers beside him.

"So, what exactly did Zhang Hao do? How could it have caused the Chen clan ancient clan to send out immortals and demons to kill his master, and even put up a huge bounty on Zhang Hao?"

The moment those words left his mouth.

The pursuers all gave this loose cultivator a strange look.

"You freaking didn't even know the reason and you just joined us in hunting Zhang Hao?"

The loose cultivator gave an awkward smile: "Well, I saw you were all loose cultivators hunting Zhang Hao together, and I heard there's a rich reward for catching him, so I just followed the crowd."