Chapter 1331

What did I see? She defeated Wu Yao with just one move?!

The old Tribulation Transcendence stage relics, upon seeing this scene, had their jaws drop to the ground—this was Wu Yao, who had undergone a second ascension to immortality, yet Yun Zhi resolved him with only a single move.

Could it be that their expectations were wrong, and Yun Zhi is not a half-immortal but a true immortal?

That doesn't make sense either—ascension tribulations cause massive disturbances; how could Yun Zhi have ascended silently?

No matter what, the facts are laid bare before them; they cannot help but believe it.

How laughable that they were previously worried about Yun Zhi's safety, when they should have been worrying about Wu Yao's life or death instead!

Seeing Wu Yao defeated, the old relics felt much better in their hearts—they had been defeated by Yun Zhi in one move, and Wu Yao had also been defeated by Yun Zhi in one move; everyone ended up the same.

"Hey, if I had known Daoist Yun Zhi could defeat Wu Yao, I wouldn't have lowered my realm to make up for my Dao heart!" a certain Tribulation Transcendence powerhouse regretted, feeling ashamed after being defeated by Yun Zhi; after painstakingly cultivating for thousands of years, he couldn't even match a junior, so he had no choice but to reduce his cultivation and retrain to seek his Dao heart.

Such things shouldn't be done too often—doing them too much easily leads to addiction, and quitting becomes difficult.

Other Tribulation Transcendence powerhouses nodded in agreement; they had all crossed hands with Yun Zhi before.

Those at the Unity Stage had never seen such a scene—Yun Zhi, unassuming and unremarkable, resolving Wu Yao with a single move, something even mythological legends wouldn't dare to fabricate.

Master Master Master Master Master Shi Chan murmured Amitabha Buddha, no wonder Senior Yun Zhi could bloodily abuse peers of the same level—this makes sense; it's not that he's too weak, but that the opponent is too strong.

Yun Zhi dragged Wu Yao, tore open space, and returned to the Cultivation Realm; the Unity Stage cultivators, like chicks in a hawk-chasing-chicks game, instinctively formed a line and followed behind.

Finally, they found the way back.

Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng followed behind Yun Zhi; even the Unity Stage cultivators familiar with Lu Yang dared not step forward to inquire about Yun Zhi's true situation.

"Strange, how did Senior Brother Lu Yang and Emperor Wu Yao of the Great Yu Dynasty engage in combat?" Master Master Master Master Master Shi Chan muttered softly, brows furrowed,

He had wanted to recall the battle's progression to aid his future cultivation, but discovered he could no longer remember the battle's details.

Even if he pulled out a recording orb or accessed the warship's surveillance, all showed only white noise—nothing could be seen.

It wasn't just Master Master Master Master Master Shi Chan; other Unity Stage cultivators also sensed the anomaly.

However, they merely doubted for a moment before dismissing it from their minds, as if it weren't a big deal.

Lu Yang noticed this, pondering deeply—this too is a manifestation of the immortal's forgetfulness trait.

When he fought Wu Yao, Unity Stage cultivators could see and remember; but when Wu Yao ascended to immortality and condensed his Dao fruit, the immortal's forgetfulness trait emerged, causing them to forget Wu Yao's Dao fruit methods, even ceasing to care about the matter,

equivalent to erasing it from the conscious level.

The great battle ended, and the Cultivation Realm's hanging hearts could finally be put down; after capturing the Sun-Chasing Warship, they launched the Half-Immortal War beyond the realm.

Now that the battle has ended, they can finally deal with these prisoners.

After returning to the sect, He Ling led a group of prisoners waiting at the sect gate for Yun Zhi, awaiting judgment.

Yun Zhi blinked, somewhat puzzled: "Senior He Ling, are you waiting for me?"

He Ling nodded: "We've encountered some trouble—Prison Peak is full, and these people cannot be imprisoned."

The warships that surrendered themselves to the Questioning Dao Sect number two hundred, with prisoners numbering over ten thousand; even if Prison Peak were empty, it couldn't hold this many.

Yun Zhi's expression turned slightly strange—she hadn't expected to encounter such a problem.

"Report it and let the imperial court handle it," Lu Yang suggested.

"Not a bad idea." He Ling led the prisoners away, as he cannot leave the Questioning Dao Sect's jurisdiction and needs others to take charge.

"The elders aren't unwilling to act, are they? Letting them handle this would be just fine."

"Mengmeng sister, where have you been these past days? Did you gain anything from exploring the cosmos?" Lu Yang asked curiously.

"Of course we did." Yun Mengmeng danced with joy, flailing her arms and legs in gestures, laughing hehe.

"I and Xiao Zhi searched for several months before finding a star with sentient life."

"That star venerates cuisine, with so many delicious things—even trees can be eaten; its people hollow out trees to live in tree hollows, able to eat trees anytime, unafraid of eating them to collapse, after all, trees grow back."

"There, chefs are the most esteemed profession, with culinary duels, ingredient duels, and even ingredient grading; they've researched countless cooking methods."

"I dragged Xiao Zhi there to walk and eat, living very comfortably; before leaving, we had only tasted a small portion of the delicacies."

Lu Yang exclaimed: "This really is a wonderful place."

From Yun Mengmeng's flailing gestures, one could tell she was extremely satisfied with that place.

"Let me tell you, Xiao Zhi has not a shred of talent in cooking; seeing many chefs there, she thought she could do anything, so she imitated them—her cooking is terrible, not even as good as mine."

"I think she just can't handle criticism, which is why she insisted on dragging me back to the Cultivation Realm—many famous food cities remain unvisited." Yun Mengmeng pouted, dissatisfied with Yun Zhi's domineering and independent behavior.

Yun Mengmeng completely failed to notice Yun Zhi turning her head, staring at her with a rather unfriendly expression.

"So Yun Xiaotou is interested in culinary arts? Why didn't you say so earlier? Benxian Sect her!" The Eternal Immortal Maiden was pleased that Yun Zhi acted at a critical moment—she is a great loyal minister, and loyal ministers deserve rewards.

Yun Mengmeng was still talking to herself: "But it's also a good thing—this just happens to be when Xiao Zhi helps the Second Chief, so I'll forgive her."

Yun Mengmeng couldn't see Yun Zhi's reaction, but Lu Yang saw it clearly; he felt he shouldn't keep listening.

"Cough, cough, Mengmeng sister, I still have some matters—I'll go first."

"Ah, I haven't finished speaking yet." Yun Mengmeng pouted.

"I gained something from this battle—I need to enter seclusion to break through; Mengmeng sister, we'll meet again later!" Lu Yang distanced himself from Yun Mengmeng, diving headfirst into Heaven's Gate Peak and not emerging.

"Seclusion, then that's fine." Yun Mengmeng expressed understanding—cultivation is most important,

"Come, Xiao Tian, let's go find Xiao He; I'll tell you." Yun Mengmeng caught one of the three senior sisters returning from the battlefield, Gan Tian.

Wu Yao's expression bore a resemblance to Yun Zhi's—face blank, a look of resignation.

Thinking of him, the heavenly emperor, actually reduced to a prisoner—pitiful and lamentable.

He is likely the first immortal in history to be captured.

Wu Yao was dragged by Yun Zhi all the way from the mountain gate to the sect's core region, then to the desolate Prison Peak.

"Hmm?" Wu Yao sensed the presence of Prison Peak, and his pupils contracted sharply.

Prison Peak is entirely made of immortal gold—how extravagant!

"Here we come!" a prisoner stationed at the outermost perimeter shouted, half his head sticking out, straining to look outward; seeing Wu Yao arrive, he hurried back to spread the news.

Wu Yao was slightly puzzled—just now, the person who ran past looked so much like the Wan Fa Dao Jun of the Great Yu Dynasty.

Go in.

Yun Zhi threw Wu Yao into Juefeng Peak as if tossing a stone.

Wu Yao had taken two steps when a figure appeared before him.

He looked up and saw—Guan Shanhai?!

Guan Shanhai was surrounded by a group of people, and it seemed they were all cultivators of their Great Yu?

"How are you here—"

They were both teacher and friend, separated for over a hundred thousand years; although they had once disagreed, looking back now, that disagreement seemed insignificant.

Guan Shanhai slapped Wu Yao's shoulder hard; despite his sturdy build, he was now deeply moved.

"You finally came—I've waited for you so long."

Wu Yao was swept up by the atmosphere, equally emotional and moved: "Yeah, I finally came——uh?"

That word doesn't sound right?

Guan Shanhai grabbed Wu Yao, pointing arrogantly at the crowd opposite: "You of Great Qian, look well—my Great Yu's people are all here, we fear you not!"

Wu Yao: "?"