Chapter 134: Southern Emperor! Ye Xuanji!

Seeing the suddenly appearing Nine‑Wolf War Chariot that happened to block the path to the Primordial Reincarnation Origin, and the tall, indifferent figure on the chariot, Ye Wuque's eyes instantly turned as cold as a blade, and the previously tranquil aura around him suddenly acquired a hint of biting chill.

Ye Qingtian!

He is the third rank of the Ye Clan; in the chaotic siege just now he did not act directly, but Ye Wuque would not naively think the other side is on his side.

Regarding the Ye Clan, especially the factions that bear a blood‑sea‑deep grudge against him, Ye Wuque holds no hint of goodwill or expectation.

Just as the holy Qi of battle silently circulated within Ye Wuque, the Undying Indestructible Imperial Golden Body faintly glimmered with golden light, ready to use Lei Dian methods to first eliminate this potential trouble, Ye Qingtian on the chariot spoke first.

His voice was calm, revealing no joy or anger, yet carried a strange penetrating power that entered Ye Wuque's ears clearly:

"Ye Wuque, stay calm and do not be impatient. I have… no hostility toward you."

Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly hardened, and the impending attack paused slightly.

Because his keen soul perception truly detected no trace of murderous intent or targeted hostility from the other side, but rather a… rather complex calm.

Seeing Ye Wuque's action halt, yet his eyes remained fully vigilant, Ye Qingtian did not seem surprised; he continued, his tone still flat: "I know your affairs."

Those simple few words caused Ye Wuque's spirit to tremble slightly!

He naturally understood what the other referred to.

It was the painful experience of the three‑year tribulation he endured in the Ye Clan during his childhood.

Ye Qingtian did not withhold anything, directly stating his stance and identity: "I am not one of the three lineages of Ye Xuanji, Ye Langya, or Ye Miaoxin. I am a disciple of… the Seventh Elder of the Ye Clan, Ye Huanyu."

"Seventh Elder Ye Huanyu?" Hearing that name, the cold expression in Ye Wuque's eyes softened a fraction, but his vigilance remained.

He held a vague yet profound impression of this Seventh Elder.

In his memory, he should address this Seventh Elder as "Seventh Uncle"; he is among the few elders in the Ye Clan relatively close to his parents' line, and is upright and incorruptible.

When the murder incident erupted years ago, the Seventh Elder was furious, vigorously demanding severe punishment for the culprit and justice for him.

If Ye Qingtian truly is the Seventh Elder's disciple, then his words may carry some credibility.

But years of life‑and‑death experience make Ye Wuque never easily trust anyone; he still silently stared at Ye Qingtian, awaiting his next words.

Seeing that Ye Wuque's vigilance had not faded, a faint, almost imperceptible helpless smile appeared on Ye Qingtian's usually indifferent face; he gently shook his head and said:

"I can understand your vigilance. After all, the interior of the Ye Clan is, for you, a Dragon Pool Tiger Cave. Rest assured, I appear here not to contest this opportunity with you."

He extended his hand, pointing at the faint Chaotic vortex behind Ye Wuque that emitted a Reincarnation ripple, indicating his stance, then shifted his tone to a solemn one:

"I am here merely to tell you some… information you perhaps should know."

"Your return to the Nine Heavens, especially the turmoil you caused in the Central Domain and Southern Domain, has been fully known within the Ye Clan… and has stirred considerable waves."

Ye Wuque's expression remained calm; he had long anticipated this.

Since he decided to stop hiding and step onto the Nine Heavens Ten Earths, he had expected this day to come.

Ye Qingtian continued: "Especially the three lineages of Ye Xuanji, Ye Langya, and Ye Miaoxin! Their reactions are the most intense! You can surely guess that yourself."

"What I must remind you of," Ye Qingtian's voice lowered, carrying a hint of solemnity, "is that within the Ye Clan, certain individuals… have already begun to act. Ye Langya and Ye Miaoxin are said to be secluded in a secret place, pushing a critical realm, and may not be able to act personally for now. But the primary threat comes from… Ye Xuanji!"

"He recently just finished secluding at the Dao Heaven Immortal Pavilion and returned to the family!"

When Ye Qingtian mentioned Dao Heaven Immortal Pavilion, a barely perceptible gravity flashed in his eyes: "He is deeply scheming, ruthless in methods, and decisive in action. I suspect he may very well… confront you personally!"

Ye Qingtian's sharp gaze fixed on Ye Wuque: "If my judgment is correct, the three Black Robe Assassins who previously besieged you together with the Holy Son and Jun Wentian… may have been sent by Ye Xuanji to test you!"

"They're assassins of the Zhutian Pavilion, right?" Ye Wuque raised an eyebrow, stating the information he had gathered.

Ye Qingtian nodded, confirming: "Judging by their concealed techniques and that distinctive chilling murderous aura, there's an eight‑or‑nine chance they are Zhutian Pavilion assassins. That organization is mysterious and powerful, specializing in various assassination contracts, and seems intricately linked with Ye Xuanji's lineage."

His tone grew even more solemn: "Besides that, you must also guard against the Ye Clan's higher echelons possibly sending powerful beings directly to suppress you! In short, Ye Wuque, you are now fully exposed to the Ye Clan's sight; the road ahead will be fraught with lethal intent at every step. Be… extremely cautious!"

After hearing Ye Qingtian's warning, Ye Wuque's expression changed little; a flash of icy light crossed his eyes. He spoke lightly, his tone calm yet unmistakably resolute: "It's best that Ye Xuanji comes to find me. So I don't have to waste effort seeking him. Some Causality must be settled sooner or later."

Seeing Ye Wuque's detached yet absolutely confident demeanor, Ye Qingtian furrowed his brows and couldn't help urging in a deep voice: "Ye Wuque! I acknowledge your strength is immense, far surpassing peers, even making me wary! But I must tell you—never underestimate an opponent! And never underestimate Ye Xuanji!"

His tone carried a heartfelt gravity: "He… is extremely terrifying! Extremely formidable! His scheming is profound! His foundation is unfathomable! No one knows how many true trump cards he holds, nor how far he has progressed!"

Ye Wuque, hearing this, showed an even deeper interest in his eyes; he looked at Ye Qingtian and asked: "Oh, that sounds intriguing. I wonder, what is Ye Xuanji's current strength?"

Upon hearing the question, Ye Qingtian's face instantly displayed an unmasked, even slightly… trembling, extreme solemnity and awe.

He fell silent for a moment, as if arranging his words, then slowly uttered eight characters, each weighing as heavy as a thousand pounds:

"Unfathomable! Impossible to gauge!"

He seemed to think those eight words were still insufficient to describe Ye Xuanji's terror, inhaled deeply, and added:

"Do you know, in the boundless expanse of Boundless Heaven, the five great domains—East, West, South, North, and Central—each have selected a young Heavenly Pride who is the most popular, deepest in potential, most terrifying in combat, and can be called the unrivaled peer of the age! These five are honored as—Boundless Heaven Five Great Young Supremes!"

"They are, respectively, the Eastern Saint of the Eastern Domain, the Western Buddha of the Western Domain, the Southern Emperor of the Southern Domain, the Northern Honorable of the Northern Domain, and the Central Emperor of the Central Domain!"

"Anyone who can join the ranks of these Five Great Young Supremes is none other than a peerless prodigy who rose from the brutal competition of Corpse Mountain Xue Hai and Endless Heavenly Pride, each bearing a terrifying reputation and unimaginable power! They represent the pinnacle of this era's young generation's combat strength!"

Ye Qingtian's gaze fixed on Ye Wuque, each word deliberate: "And Ye Xuanji… is, among those Five Great Young Supremes, the representative of Boundless Heaven's Southern Domain… the Southern Emperor!"

"Southern Emperor… Ye Xuanji!" Ye Wuque repeated the title lightly, a faint curve at his mouth, "Boundless Heaven Five Great Young Supremes? Southern Emperor? Sounds… indeed impressive."

He looked at Ye Qingtian and asked a pivotal question: "Then, how does this so‑called Boundless Heaven Five Great Young Supremes compare to the 'Boundless Heaven Ten Great Young Emperors' I heard of before?"

Upon hearing the question, Ye Qingtian's face instantly showed an almost bitter smile; he shook his head, his tone carrying an undeniable sense of absolute disparity:

"Ten Great Young Emperors? Before the Five Great Young Supremes… heh."

His smile was full of helplessness and a calm acceptance of reality.

"It's just… a barnyard chicken, a mud dog! Not worth a word at all!"

Ye Qingtian's voice was decisive, carrying a deep sense of powerlessness: "These two are not even on the same tier! The gap is as vast as clouds and mud! I can tell you without exaggeration—"

His gaze burned into Ye Wuque, as if to make him deeply grasp the terror of this disparity:

"Even if the ten recognized Boundless Heaven Great Young Emperors stood together and launched a joint assault… they would probably still not withstand a casual strike from Southern Emperor Ye Xuanji!"

"Before him, the so‑called Ten Great Young Emperors are no different from ants… in essence."

"I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me for saying this, even though I am one of the Boundless Heaven Ten Great Young Emperors, but…"

"Once, a single breath from Ye Xuanji forced me to kneel!"

"Under his terrifying pressure, I didn't even have the right to stand up!"

I can be sure, if he hadn't held back that one time… I would have been shocked to death by his terrifying aura!

And this… still happened ten years ago!

Now, ten years have passed… no one knows how far he has progressed!

Silence.

As Ye Qingtian's earth‑shattering words fell, the edge of this broken SpaceTimeRift fell into a silence like Dead Silence.

Only the faint whimpering sound emitted by the distant Chaos vortex slowly rotating, as if narrating some invisible pressure.

Ye Qingtian's words, like a heavy hammer striking the air, also clearly reached Ye Wuque's ears.

A mere country chicken and tile dog… not worth mentioning… the Top Ten Young Emperors joining forces are not a single enemy…

These terms, spoken from the mouth of Ye Qingtian, who is himself a top Heavenly Pride and ranks among the Top Ten Young Emperors, their weight is easy to imagine!

This is undoubtedly telling Ye Wuque that the enemy he must face, Ye Xuanji, is so powerful that it far exceeds the ordinary scope of Heavenly Pride, truly standing at the very top of the young generation's pyramid, a monster‑like forbidden existence!

The faint smile on Ye Wuque's face gradually receded, replaced by an extreme calm.

But beneath this calm, it seemed as if a hidden current was raging.

In his deep Dark Eye, there was no fear; instead, a more scorching, sharper light was gathering.

Pressure?

No, for him, it's motivation!

It is the… fuel that makes the battle blood and killing intent within him boil even more!

Southern Emperor… Ye Xuanji…

Ye Wuque silently recited the name in his heart, and an unprecedented surge of heroic battle spirit and terrifying killing intent, like a sleeping volcano, began to quietly awaken deep within him.