Chapter 241: Grand Void Emperor!

He took a step forward, came to stand before the Battle Saint Emperor, inhaled deeply, and respectfully performed a salute.

"Elder."

The Battle Saint Emperor's eyes, like the eternal great sun, fell on Ye Wuque; the normally fierce, unbridled lines softened a bit. He nodded, his voice still metallic and resonant: "Young Master, your achievements—if the Lord were to know, he would surely be pleased."

Hearing the word "Lord," Ye Wuque's heart involuntarily quickened.

He lifted his head, his gaze burning as he looked at the Battle Saint Emperor, and asked the question long hidden in his heart:

"Elder, my father… where is he now, exactly?"

The Battle Saint Emperor heard this but did not answer immediately.

Instead, he lifted his gaze toward a direction deep in the starry sky, and in those terrifying eyes that seemed able to pierce the Zhutian Huanyu, a flash of incomprehensible complexity passed.

There was reverence, remembrance, and a barely perceptible solemnity.

After a moment, he withdrew his eyes, looked at Ye Wuque, and slowly said:

"Now that you have reached the Nine Heavens, and have become renowned across the wild wasteland, possessing sufficient strength and temperament, some matters are ready to be revealed to you."

His tone carried a solemn weight: "Your Lord… is now stationed in the Bian Huang!"

Although he had long suspected it, hearing confirmation directly from the Battle Saint Emperor still gave Ye Wuque a jolt of spirit.

Bian Huang!

The Bian Huang of blood and fire!

The ultimate bulwark in legend that repels unknown terrors, buries countless heroes, and safeguards the peace of the Nine Heavens Ten Earths!

Father Ye Zhengrong, indeed is there!

"Indeed, it's there…"

Ye Wuque muttered softly, as if an ancient battlefield—bleak, tragic, forever bathed in warfire and blood—rose in his mind.

When Ye Zhengrong, Ye Wuque's father, was mentioned, the Battle Saint Emperor's unbridled eyes, as if even the heavens and earth mattered not, involuntarily filled with pure reverence—a admiration and loyalty that rose from the depths of his soul. A faint smile of reminiscence and pride curled his lips:

"Young Master, the news of your arrival in the Nine Heavens, by the Lord's methods, I suppose you already know at this moment."

"He must be very pleased; perhaps right now he's at the far side of the Bian Huang, watching your movements here and laughing heartily!"

The Battle Saint Emperor's tone carried a rare teasing, as if he could see the great figure's joyous demeanor.

He looked at Ye Wuque, a flash of silver light in his eyes: "Rest assured, you and your father need not wait much longer; perhaps you will truly meet soon! This day, the Lord has waited long, and you have waited long as well!"

A true meeting!

These six words, as if bearing strange magic, instantly ignited the long‑suppressed anticipation and excitement in Ye Wuque's heart.

He constantly yearned for this day to arrive.

He nodded vigorously, a blaze flowing in his chest, and declared firmly: "I have also been waiting for this day!"

After the brief excitement subsided, Ye Wuque's thoughts returned to the recent crisis; his gaze sharpened as he looked at the Battle Saint Emperor and asked about a key figure:

"Elder, the terrifying great demon that just attacked… what is its origin?"

Ye Wuque had not forgotten; he had once seen a soul‑image left by Fu Bo, in which Fu Bo carried him through a desolate starry universe, being pursued by three terrifying great beings!

The terrifying great demon that just attacked is one of those three terrifying great beings!

The Battle Saint Emperor heard this, and the light smile on his face faded, replaced by a sharp murderous intent.

He let out a cold snort, his voice like clashing cold iron:

"That great demon is… the Evil Demon Emperor!"

"That Evil Demon Emperor is one of the Four Great War Generals under your father's unparalleled great enemy…"

"Four Great War Generals?" Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed.

"Indeed!" The Battle Saint Emperor's eyes surged with silver light, bearing a chill toward his arch‑enemy.

"The Lord's great enemy has gathered strongmen from all directions, calling them the four great war generals of God, Demon, Beast, and Ghost! Coincidentally, they correspond to the Lord's Four War Generals of Battle, War, Eight, and Desolation!"

"And this Evil Demon Emperor is among them… the Beast General!"

His tone carried solemnity and murderous intent:

"That old thing was originally a supreme existence of a hidden beast clan in the wild wasteland heavens, cunning and treacherous, its strength not to be underestimated."

"Later, the Lord's great enemy coveted it, offered some price, and it willingly entered his command, becoming a claw‑hand that works for the tiger!"

"Over the years, it has caused the Lord and us countless troubles!"

Ye Wuque listened silently, engraving this information firmly in his heart.

The God, Demon, Beast, and Ghost Four War Generals correspond to your father's Battle, War, Eight, Desolation… this is clearly a high‑level clash of forces.

He inhaled deeply and asked the most crucial question, his voice bearing unprecedented gravity:

"Elder, the unparalleled great enemy of my father… what kind of existence is it?"

Hearing this, the Battle Saint Emperor's expression turned utterly solemn.

Even the naturally flowing domineering aura around him slightly subsided.

He paused for a moment, as if weighing words, then, in a tone of utmost reverence and dread, slowly uttered a title that resonated across the Zhutian Wanjie:

"The Lord's unparalleled great enemy… is an absolutely terrifying, unfathomable, transcendent Titan!"

"He bears a name that makes the Zhutian Huanyu shudder…"

"The title is… Grand Void Emperor!"

"It is one of the Nine Great Imperial Lords of the Honghuang World!"