Chapter 433: Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor Has Run Into Trouble

Western Heaven Demon Concubine: [...]

Great Wilderness Heavenly Sovereign: [...] So you’re the one cursing us like this?

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

Mi Tian Great Saint Jun: [...] Don’t talk nonsense—I’m teaching you how to ease despairing moods. This is care. If I didn’t care about you, I wouldn’t even think of things as hopeless. Otherwise, if you got hurt, I’d be heartbroken.

Great Wilderness Heavenly Sovereign: [...] I actually can’t refute Great Saint Jun’s words.

First Immortal Sovereign of Jiuzhou: [...] Suggestion: don’t refute. According to the current slang among Xiang Hong’s generation in the Initial Realm, just beat him up.

Tian Xie Sword Immortal: [...] +1

Zu’an Intern: [...] -、- Great Saint Jun, if something happens this time, I swear I’ll truly believe you cursed us to death when I’m underground. Whispering quietly.jpg

With the three messages posted, the group grew even livelier.

Not long after.

After some discussion, the First Immortal Sovereign of Jiuzhou sent the token to all members as a red packet—one token per person.

First Immortal Sovereign of Jiuzhou: [...] Huh? Why hasn’t Demon Ancestor claimed the red packet?

Upon learning this token was sent by the only deceased strategist, all members snatched their tokens instantly, tapping the red packet in a flash.

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 Concubine: [...] Demon Ancestor seems to have run into some trouble lately.

First Immortal Sovereign of Jiuzhou: [...] What trouble? Do we need to help?

Tian Xie Sword Immortal: [...] What’s wrong with Demon Ancestor?

Great Wilderness Heavenly 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 Sovereign with Chronic Rheumatism: [...] Let me find the chat logs for you.

Soon after, the Immortal Sovereign with Chronic Rheumatism sent a screenshot.

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

Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor: [...] Friends, Old White seems badly injured. I’m going to check on him. Logging off now.

The next second.

First Immortal Sovereign of Jiuzhou: [...] 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 chats often revolve around gossip and anecdotes 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—they fought each other, yet also helped 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 realms—they are titans, the closest beings to immortality. Very little can trouble them.

But Old White being seriously injured falls outside that category.

Old White and Ghost Hong Demon Ancestor are both at the Divine Sixth Step realm. 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: [...] Could something happen to my master?

Western Heaven Demon Concubine: [...] Don’t panic, Xiang Hong. Demon Ancestor himself said “seems” badly injured—it’s not certain he’s truly hurt.

Mi Tian Great Saint Jun: [...] I recall Demon Ancestor once said his old rival, Old White, is a cultivator without any sect or backing, who reached his current realm through sheer willpower, earning the title Bai Yuanxian Jun. Someone who ascends this far as a lone cultivator can’t be ordinary. He might not be truly injured.

Great Wilderness Heavenly Sovereign: [...] Great Saint Jun is right. A lone cultivator reaching the Divine Sixth Step must have far greater resilience than those who grow up leaning on great mountains. Don’t underestimate him.

Immortal Sovereign with Chronic Rheumatism: [...] Actually, we’ve all privately messaged Demon Ancestor these past few days—he just hasn’t replied.

Tian Xie Sword Immortal: [...] Let’s check our private messages and see if Demon Ancestor’s online. Ask him the details and if he needs help.

[...]

In another realm, Tian Hong Realm.

Here, mountains, jagged rocks, cliffs, and deep gorges crisscrossed the land—a treacherous terrain.

Due to the tangled gorges, some as vast as canyons, they formed a natural array.

Moreover, the terrain shaped the wind into peculiar mountain gusts—biting like blades, howling with ferocious Gangfeng .

If a mortal fell here, they’d likely lose their bearings among the rocks and gorges, unable to judge direction, or perish from the strange winds.

Even cultivators who arrived here risked being trapped or killed.

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 bled profusely, staining his sleeve and clothes; blood trickled from his lips—he was wounded.

He frantically swallowed pills, violently 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 most cultivators.

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

Finding someone within this rocky forest was extremely difficult.

Not only did it contain a natural array and strange winds, but its chaotic terrain and countless caves made locating anyone nearly impossible.

If Kamikawa Mitsu were here, he’d recognize Zhang Hao—this was the Earthling he’d dumped into another realm, and whom he’d gifted the divine artifact “Muchen Pearl.”

Behind Zhang Hao, at a distance, several cultivators chased him—some flying, others riding spirit beasts or wielding artifacts.

Each pair of eyes burned with greed—as if Zhang Hao weren’t a man, but a living treasure, a living elixir; capturing him meant instant ascension.

“Zhang Hao! Stop!”

“Don’t run! You can’t escape our pursuit!”

Zhang Hao ignored them; the pursuers grew frantic.

Ahead lay the rocky forest—if Zhang Hao entered it, catching him would become far harder.

Unfortunately, they were lone cultivators, lacking a powerful backer like Zhang Hao’s, and didn’t have pills as plentiful as candy—they could only push their spiritual energy to the limit to chase.

At this moment,

one lone cultivator, after swallowing a pill with grim determination, asked his fellow pursuers as he sprinted.

“Hey, what exactly did Zhang Hao do? Why did the Chen ancestral clan summon immortal and demonic forces to hunt his master, and put out such a massive bounty on Zhang Hao?”

Upon hearing this,

the pursuers stared at him strangely.

“You don’t even know why you’re chasing Zhang Hao?”

The lone cultivator grinned awkwardly: “I just saw you all were lone cultivators chasing him, heard the reward was huge, so I joined in.”

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