"Very nice," Ye Chen patted her head, greatly approving, which imdiately made the girl’s eyes crinkle with delighted dimples, her face rippled with a sincere, joyful smile.
This further piqued Wang Shan’s curiosity about Ye Chen’s true identity.
Boom—
"Hmph, chasing after my brother Wang Ming, now that things look grim, you want to escape? Despicable."
Wang Ming coldly jeered, launching a palm strike that instantly shattered the heavens and earth, collapsing them. The many strong warriors of the Red God Valley only had ti to scream before they, along with their Divine Ship, were instantly obliterated, their form and spirit completely extinguished.
Brutal and straightforward!
From this point on, the top warriors sent by Red God Valley, including a young king and a Semi-Saint of their tribe, were completely annihilated.
Far beyond the Black Sky Plain, countless miles away, in a region close to the central main city of the neighboring Great Domain of Xiangyang Domain, there lay a secret realm—a true Pocket World. Immortal woods stood tall, waterfalls cascaded from the ninth heaven, and the land was filled with spiritual energy. Majestic temples stretched in succession, and even more so, several Floating Divine Islands hovered uncertainly in this area.
Here, the atmosphere was filled with a dense Spiritual Energy that was who knows how many tis richer than elsewhere, especially the aura of the Fire Dao, which was surging and strong, making it a Cultivation Holy Land for those who cultivated the path of fire.
One could feel terrifying auras suffusing this secret realm, where strong warriors were aplenty, filled with both obvious and hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
This place was none other than the Junlin Domain, the sovereign and Immortal Sacred Land of the Red God Valley, grandiose and incomparable in its spirit.
Yet at this mont, the tranquility of Red God Valley was shattered. An enraged roar vibrated through the mountains and valleys as Divine Power surged to the heavens, and a chilling voice thundered: "Black Sky Eight Bandits? You are rely allowed to live a little longer. Sooner or later, Red God Valley will co to rule over the Black Sky Domain. We will root out all of you Black Sky Eight Bandits from this world."
In the most profound reaches, an imposing and majestic Immortal Mountain stood tall, upon which a terrifying figure stood between heaven and earth, emanating an awe-inspiring and peerless horror.
In Black Sky City, after quelling the remnants of Red God Valley with a re gesture, Wang Ming looked at Ye Chen, his face unable to hide a look of imnse delight. Chenn Ruo clung to his hand and wouldn’t let go, gripping it as if afraid he would run away, which broke the hearts of countless male cultivators with her anxious deanor.
In the end, it was Ye Chen who took the initiative to break the silence, "Let’s find a place to talk."
"Good, co to my ditation spot, it’s definitely safe. Other Supre Powerhouses of the Eight Great Bandits won’t disturb us lightly," Wang Ming said.
"Fine, I also have quite a few questions I wish to understand," Ye Chen replied.
Boom—
A magnificent Dao extended outwards, unfolding beneath Wang Ming, featuring a Heavenly Eagle soaring across the sky, a Divine Tiger roaring furiously, a Jiao Dragon leaping into the heavens, and a Fire Phoenix flapping its wings high in the air, along with one extraordinary Anomaly after another manifesting.
It was as if a Supre Saint was making a journey, surrounded by Anomalies, a scene of grandeur capturing the attention of all. The group swiftly departed from the spot, vanishing into the deepest recesses of Black Sky City.
In the deepest reaches of Black Sky City, the scene wasn’t bustling streets but another world entirely—a vast expanse of mountains and rivers, grand enough to span a thousand miles. This was once the Inner Heaven and Earth left behind by a Heavenly King Invincible who had once dominated the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms. Later occupants claid it, gradually turning it into the infamous Black Sky Eight Bandits of today.
Inside, there were several ancient Divine Palaces that had once been the Heavenly King’s ditation spots, containing fragnts of Dao Enlightennt and remnants which were trendously helpful for the successors.
Wang Ming occupied one of these Ancient Halls as his place of seclusion. Over the years, he had been contemplating here and had made progress, his Cultivation constantly growing.
As the Great Bandit returned, the many strong warriors guarding the ancient temples bowed in greeting. When they saw that the young man was chatting and laughing with the Great Bandit, they were all struck with disbelief, and when they saw the stunning fairy girl by his side, everyone trembled with a chill down their spines, thinking, "This little monster has returned again."
In the Divine Palace area, Wang Ming stepped forward and hugged him tightly again, his strong robust body enveloping Ye Chen so firmly that the latter said irritably, "Wang Ming, you better let go a bit, are you trying to hug to death?"
Hearing this, Wang Ming gave a sheepish smile, "I’m sorry, I’m really happy to see you again, it’s hard to describe the excitent I feel at this mont."
Valuable Dao Tea had been brought to Ye Chen for tasting, a treasure worth a city’s ransom. After savoring it and offering his complints, he then softly sighed, "I never imagined that after so many years, you all would beco Saints and Ancestors, reigning supre over the world, looking down on the Great Domain with widespread fa, and here I am, starting from the beginning again."
Though his words carried a hint of wistfulness, they were more filled with joy, as his old enemies had not troubled his old friends on his account, which was the best outco.
Furthermore, from old friends like the War King, Peacock King, and Wang Ming, it was clear that their lives were going well, each resounding in their renown, ruling as the dominant forces of their domains.
"Surviving is already remarkable, since many of us thought you had truly passed away," Wang Ming shook his head and said, "Besides, you are the most outstanding and talented figure in the Ten Thousand Domains, a true Supre. Catching up with us will be simple for you; it’s just a matter of ti."
Recalling the young Supre from yesteryears who shook the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms with his unparalleled grandeur, unequaled in the world, a figure who made the once famous younger generation bow down in submission, and who filled the leading Immortal True Kings on the path of the Human Emperor with dread, he was truly a Supre Powerhouse.
Though forty years ago he tragically fell to a disaster, Wang Ming firmly believed that it was only a matter of ti before Ye Chen returned to his forr glory.
If he were to recover, he would surely embark on the path of the Human Emperor again, causing all his old enemies to tremble; Wang Ming yearned to see those utterly astonished expressions.
"Yes, yes, you’ll absolutely be invincible, returning to the unchallenged supre peak," Chenn Ruo also said with anticipation, earnestly.
Ye Chen couldn’t help but smile, and he touched the girl’s tender cheek with a fond gesture, softly asking, "Why do you believe in so much?"
Chenn Ruo suddenly threw herself into the young man’s embrace, clinging to him like a child, her arms encircling his neck, giggling innocently with glistening red lips and pearly white teeth, "Because you are you, you’re my daddy."
At that mont, father and daughter finally recognized each other.
"Daddy?"
Standing aside, Wang Shan felt as if he’d been struck by lightning, staring at Ye Chen in stunned disbelief, realizing this young man was his Senior Sister’s father.
His identity was far more astonishing than he had ever imagined.
"Master, if I may ask, who exactly is my uncle?" Wang Shan couldn’t help but ask.
He was the only one left in the dark amongst them all.
Wang Ming smiled, "Let give you a hint; do you know who was the most unequaled, bright shining figure of the past generation in the Ten Thousand Domains?"
The most unparalleled figure?
In an instant, the Yuan Yang God King, the Sun God, the Ancient Demon God, the Supre Fengwu, the Son of God—a succession of Supre True King figures appeared in his mind, each from the past generation unequaled and immortal, mighty and invincible, finding no match in the world, each like a deity in confrontation, still displaying invincible power today.
They were all unparalleled, like immovable mountains and colossi at the forefront on the path of the Human Emperor.
But clearly, it couldn’t be any of them, for they did not know his Master. Wang Shan furrowed his brow, and suddenly, he was struck with awe, his body trembling as he looked at Ye Chen.
Because one na ca to mind, a being who once made the Heavenly and Myriad Realms tremble, a being because of whom many Heavenly King Invincibles fell, a once unchallenged and deceased prodigy—
The Combat Saint King, Ye Chen!
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