Chapter 207

Round and round!

Four years have passed!

During these four years!

No major events occurred in the wilderness, but many small things still happened sporadically!

The Netherworld, the Blood Sea.

Three years ago, the Old Ancestor of the Nether River could bear it no longer; filled with rage, he went to battle!

Just as the Twelve Ancestral Witches were cracking their fists and palms, preparing to loosen their bones, they discovered that the rushing Blood River had suddenly reversed its direction!

The Nether River Sect Master led his subordinate demon kings and launched an assault on Fengdu City! The Ten Yama Kings were all bewildered! At that moment, beautiful words echoed throughout the heavens of the Netherworld!

Damn it!

You can't beat the old ones, so you're picking on the young, huh?

"Nonsense, if I don't crush the soft persimmon, do I really have to bash my head bloody?"

The Nether River Sect Master let out a strange, grating laugh!

This operation was completely sudden! Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't have time to react!

Even if the Ten Yama Kings gave their all, they were ultimately nothing more than great witches!

The Nether River Sect Master and his subordinates actually have three Primordial Golden Immortals!

Although the battle lasted only a moment!

But the Ten Yama Kings also paid a heavy price for this!

Palaces shattered, Fengdu City destroyed! Numerous ancestral witches came rushing in fury, showing no mercy, slaughtering the Nether River for thirty thousand li! A great battle ensued, throwing the Netherworld into chaos! The number of shattered souls alone counts in the hundreds of millions!

But the Nether River Sect Master is simply too hard to kill! The two demi-sage realm demon gods under his command were left behind! However, the Nether River Sect Master stole resources, plunged into the Blood River, and vanished without a trace! Mother Pingxin, filled with anger, personally intervened—yet her divination showed that the Nether River Sect Master had outright abandoned his human form! To find him is simple: every drop of that endless Blood River is him! As for the resources he stole, they are buried deep within his body, completely concealed, beyond divination! The Twelve Ancestral Witches flew into a rage, constantly sweeping the Blood Sea, slaughtering Asuras to vent their anger! They tried to use the Asura tribe as bait to lure out the Nether River Sect Master, but he couldn't care less!

A bunch of defective goods—even if their clan is exterminated, he still doesn't care at all!

"Kill! Kill!"

The Nether River Sect Master transformed his body into the Blood River, letting out a strange, grating laugh, striking a villainous pose, and speaking loftily!

"The more you kill, the better!"

"I, the old ancestor, want to see blood flow like a river!"

……

Same year!

Beneath Spirit Mountain, an epidemic suddenly broke out!

Many of the suppressed ferocious beasts actually died in the epidemic!

While the others were still panicking, wondering what disease could directly kill a Great Luo Golden Immortal, a masked bald old monk walked up to Bamboo Peak, uttered a Buddhist chant, and produced a green lion.

"Benefactor… I, the poor monk, wish to exchange for elixirs…"

……

These two events seemed to flip a switch! The long-quiet wilderness began to stir with undercurrents! Many Great Luo Golden Immortals hid their identities, bringing resources from who-knows-where to Bamboo Peak to exchange for elixirs! People do not live for themselves; heaven punishes and earth destroys! Aside from those who know they cannot break through or those with deep emotional bonds, the rest naturally do not want resources to sit idle, used by those above them! Thus, although the wilderness only had a little turmoil, the sales of Ye Yang's elixirs instead began to rise against the trend!

This is actually an unexpected joy! ……

On this day, the wilderness, which occasionally had disturbances, became deathly silent!

One magical treasure after another reflected the scene outside Bamboo Peak! Gazes tightened, focusing here! Five years have passed! Five years ago today, Ye Yang announced that he would put the Ten-Revolution Elixir on sale at this very moment!

Will he keep his word? Crack-crack! Suddenly, shattering sounds echoed from heaven and earth! The formations on Bamboo Peak vanished, no longer separating inside from outside!

The meditation room slowly opened, a figure stepped out—it was Ye Yang!

"He's left seclusion!"

"Immortal Master Ye Yang! Have the elixirs you promised been refined?"

"Quick! Move out!"

Some transmitted sound from afar, some turned into flowing light! Outside the originally empty Bamboo Peak, in less than a moment, it was filled with all kinds of immortals, buddhas, and demons! Even in the Chaos, several gazes tightly watched this place!

Chaos

Jade Pure Heaven

The Primordial Heavenly Venerable frowned tightly.

"This Ye Yang is truly arrogant!"

"Four years ago, I ordered Guang Chengzi to make contact, but in the end we received no response!"

"Saying he'd emerge in five years, he's actually unwilling to even advance a day!"

Chaos

Nüwa's Palace

Nüwa sat on the couch, playing with a red embroidered ball in her hand, murmuring curiously.

"The Golden Phoenix has already been to Bamboo Peak more than ten times!"

"Even if one is utterly foolish, they should have understood something by now!"

Recalling Sun Wukong's already annoyed expression over this, Nüwa couldn't help but chuckle! This monkey, usually clever, somehow fails to understand the hint at this crucial moment! But Ye Yang should understand, right? Within such close range, calling his true name three or five times!

Everything he said revolved around the point of wasting resources!

Even if he didn't react once or twice, after so many repetitions he'd surely guess a bit! As for the Western Two Sages, their behavior is even more blunt, almost eager!

Just then, a monk before Bamboo Peak suddenly shuddered! Immediately after—

His clear black-and-white pupils gradually suffused with a golden glow! His expression turned dazed and wooden, as if speaking mechanically: 'Zhunti congratulates Master Ye Yang, the elixir master, on leaving seclusion!'

"Besides, the poor monk has some resources in hand; please exchange them for some elixirs!"

The Western Two Sages are obviously in a hurry!

They both certainly have no true bodies entering the wilderness! They merely sent a puppet in to trade for elixirs—would Hongjun really kill them over such a trifle? Zhunti's words likewise voiced everyone's heart! All eyes burned with hope, just as in years past, wishing to see what gain Ye Yang could bring them! Yet! Ye Yang ignored them! Only seen, he stepped foot by foot into the void, leaving the earth, leaving the earthly immortal realm, heading toward Chaos, slowly walking away! 'Immortal Master, what are you doing? How are you going to Chaos?'

Could it be that the pill refinement failed, leaving him unable to face the truth and feeling ashamed before us!

If it's because he's too ashamed to face people, does he intend to leave the Primordial World, wander into Chaos, and never return?

A group of powerhouses were instantly startled by these words, hurriedly employing flight techniques to try to block Ye Yang's ascent! "Immortal Master!"

Even if it fails, it's no problem!

It's only been a few years; we have plenty of time to wait!

However!

Due to the influence of the previous display of might, the powerhouses only dared to shout! The only ones who actually dared to fly up and block Ye Yang were Zhunti's puppets.

He, in a mysterious manner, layered upon layers, sent a voice transmission into Ye Yang's mind.

Now entering Chaos, your life may be threatened!

(End of chapter)