After Ye Yun had taken care of the Sect’s affairs, he left the Supre Forgetful Love Palace alone, tearing through the void.
His first stop, naturally, was to return to the Netherworld Demon Territory.
Regarding this fellow from another world with an astonishing background, Ye Yun still felt sowhat uneasy and wanted to go and discipline him further.
After all, he had initially been in a rush to the Ancient Star Tomb with Yoga Godlord, so he left hastily and didn’t get a chance to greet Wu De and the Blood-thirsty Demon King, his underlings.
After entering the Netherworld Demon Territory, Ye Yun didn’t detect any strong presences nearby and transford back into the White Clad Sword Cultivator.
Glancing into the distance, Ye Yun realized he was not far from Yuan Demon Mountain.
He transford into a long streak of light and flew towards Yuan Demon Mountain.
Within a few breaths, Ye Yun had arrived above Yuan Demon Mountain.
A figure in black soared into the air and appeared before Ye Yun.
"Senior, you’re here?"
Yuan Tiger, a young man in black, looked stunned. He quickly cupped his fists and bowed respectfully.
"Where’s your Demon Lord? Tell him I’m here; hurry and inform him," Ye Yun said with a smile.
Hearing these words, Yuan Tiger’s face turned beet red.
"Senior, our Demon Lord is not on Yuan Demon Mountain. Only the High Priest knows where he has gone."
"Then get the High Priest."
Ye Yun’s brow furrowed slightly. What an irresponsible character this Wu De is, he thought. I even returned his pipe. Why isn’t he staying quietly on Yuan Demon Mountain for his Cultivation?
"Senior, our High Priest is injured," Yuan Tiger stamred.
Ye Yun’s heart stirred. He sensed sothing unusual had happened and, frowning, asked, "What exactly happened?"
"The High Priest told not to speak about it. Senior, how about I take you to see the High Priest first?" Yuan Tiger said hesitantly.
"Okay, lead the way," Ye Yun nodded.
Yuan Tiger descended, landing in front of a black wooden house.
Two guards from the Yuan Mo Clan stood alertly beside the entrance of the wooden house.
"This senior is a friend of the Demon Lord and is here to visit the High Priest."
After Yuan Tiger exchanged a few words with them, the two guards, seeing Ye Yun was a Divine Sovereign Realm expert, dared not block him and imdiately moved aside.
"High Priest!" Yuan Tiger didn’t push the door open himself. After knocking softly, he called out in a low voice.
"Co in."
A weak woman’s voice ca from inside the house.
Yuan Tiger pushed open the door to enter, and Ye Yun followed closely behind.
Inside the room, on a bed, lay the once alluring and beautiful High Priest, her face now as white as a sheet and completely devoid of color.
"Where did your Demon Lord go? Who hurt you?" Ye Yun stood before the bed, looking at the severely injured High Priest as he asked.
Although Wu De is an imposter Demon Lord, if he were on Yuan Demon Mountain, he absolutely wouldn’t have allowed the High Priest of his own faction to be injured like this, he thought. It seems the Yuan Mo Clan might be facing so sort of crisis.
"Senior, a month ago, Princess Mo Yang of the Tianluo Demon Clan ca to our Yuan Demon Mountain, captured our Demon Lord, and injured ," the High Priest responded weakly, her eyes dull.
"The Tianluo Demon Clan is also a Demon Clan. Since you are both Demon Clans and have no deep-seated hatred for each other, why did they capture your Demon Lord?" Ye Yun asked, his brows furrowing.
"Senior, I don’t know. At that ti, in the main hall, we were treating them with all courtesy. We had barely finished half a cup of tea when they attacked without warning and captured our Demon Lord," the High Priest responded with a desolate smile.
The Tianluo Demon Clan was the most powerful Demon Clan in the Netherworld Demon Territory. A God King Expert presided over it. There was no way their Yuan Mo Clan could resist them. Although the Demon Lord was powerful, they were outnumbered, and thus he was no match for them.
"How outrageous! They dare to harm my brother Wu De like this! High Priest, take to the Tianluo Demon Clan!" Ye Yun said coldly.
No matter what, Wu De and the Blood-thirsty Demon King had already acknowledged him as their leader that day. So, since these two underlings were in trouble, he had to protect them.
"Senior, my injuries are too severe. It would be better to let Yuan Tiger take you instead," the High Priest said with a bitter smile.
"What’s so difficult about that?"
Ye Yun smiled nonchalantly. He took out a small bottle, opened the cap, and a stream of green light flowed out.
Even before the stream of green light touched the High Priest, she widened her eyes, feeling her condition improve significantly.
What kind of Divine dicine is this?
The High Priest was overwheld. She opened her red lips without hesitation, allowing the stream of green light to enter her mouth.
The green light flowed for less than a second before Ye Yun put the bottle away.
The High Priest’s cultivation base wasn’t high, not even reaching the Divine Sovereign Realm, so a little Water of Life was more than enough for her.
Yuan Tiger, watching from the side, was dumbfounded. What is this Divine dicine? The High Priest’s severe injuries healed imdiately after she swallowed it!
He watched as the severely injured High Priest suddenly sprang up from the bed, full of vitality, and then knelt at Ye Yun’s feet.
The shock in Yuan Tiger’s heart was indescribable.
"Thank you, Senior, for saving my life!" the High Priest knelt at Ye Yun’s feet, saying excitedly. Tears glistened in the corners of her eyes.
"Stand up. Take to the Tianluo Demon Clan. I’m going to save Wu De," Ye Yun said indifferently.
"Yes, Senior."
The High Priest stood up, wiped the tears from her eyes, and quickly walked out of the wooden house.
Ye Yun also ca out. He took out another Celestial Boat, and with the High Priest aboard, they tore through the void and departed.
Yuan Tiger stood on the ground, gazing at the departing Celestial Boat, a worried expression on his face. This senior’s abilities are truly formidable, but the Tianluo Demon Clan has God King Experts. Can he really be a match for them?
「Atop the Celestial Boat.」
"Senior, this Celestial Boat is incredibly fast! I’m afraid we can reach Sky Demon Mountain in just two hours," the High Priest said respectfully, her face full of shock as she bowed slightly. If I’m not mistaken, the Celestial Boat Senior produced is of God-level quality!
"Mm!" Ye Yun stood on the Celestial Boat, looking in a certain direction, and nodded without expression.
This God-level Immortal Boat moved at astonishing speed, covering vast distances in an instant, leaving Yuan Demon Mountain countless miles behind in the blink of an eye.
Ye Yun furrowed his brows.
Suddenly, he saw a streak of black light in the distance, flying rapidly towards them, hugging the contours of the rugged mountain ranges.
Ye Yun raised an eyebrow, a faint smile touching his lips. Huh, isn’t that Wu De?
As expected of a One World Supre, to be able to escape after being captured by the powerful Tianluo Demon Clan. This Wu De... he’s truly not simple.
A streak of light flashed past. As Wu De fled, he cursed inwardly, Damn it! I’m poisoned, and there are pursuers behind ! Am I going to die in this world this ti?
Although I have many thods, my cultivation base is unfortunately not high enough. Facing the powerful Tianluo Demon Clan, my foundation is still insufficient.
This ti, although I was lucky enough to escape... there’s a large group of pursuers relentlessly chasing from behind.
Seeing a God-level Immortal Boat flying towards him, Wu De’s eyes lit up. A God-level Immortal Boat? Could it be Boss? He quickly flew over.
His vision suddenly beca clear.
When Wu De saw the figure standing on the boat, robed in white that fluttered like an immortal’s, he couldn’t help but shout excitedly.
"Boss!"
"Quick... save !"
User Comments
0 comments from readers