313: Chapter 312: Unforeseen Events in the Human World (4th Update) 313: Chapter 312: Unforeseen Events in the Human World (4th Update) Ti flowed like water, hurriedly passing by, and in the blink of an eye two hundred years had gone by.
Ye Xuan had been in seclusion within the Weiyang Palace, ceaselessly consuming a large quantity of Immortal Pills in the hope of breaking through to the later stages of a Luotian Mystic Immortal.
With a Demon King by his side, and Li Jiuyou managing Weiyang Palace, Ye Xuan could cultivate in peace, knowing that the continuous improvent of his Cultivation was the foundation to securing a foothold in the Earth Immortal Realm.
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In the Human World, the place where Ye Xuan once lived, where he had beco Immortal, was also the land that nurtured him.
Five hundred years ago, when Ye Xuan and his Primordial Spirit had fought in the reverse passage, they had directly shattered the Immortal’s seal, causing the endless Spiritual Energy of the Earth Immortal Realm to pour into the reverse passage, and also allowing the Spiritual Energy of the Human World to begin its revival.
As the Spiritual Energy revived, Heaven and Earth underwent a great change.
The forrly uneven mountain ranges now soared up into the heavens, the ancient green pines and cypresses towered into the clouds, and the whole territory of the Human World had expanded by more than threefold.
It was an era where technology and Cultivation flourished.
In a re five hundred years, there had been earth-shattering changes.
The Blood Soul Strange Beasts, which had once ravaged the land, were eradicated by humans a hundred years after Ye Xuan’s departure—humans had taken back their dominant position.
anwhile, the revival of Spiritual Energy brought forth nurous Cultivators.
A fusion of technology and Cultivation, data analysis, ancient Elixir recipes beca digitized and Cultivation was evolving in a scientific manner, giving rise to countless outstanding individuals over the five hundred years.
It is said that new waves push the old ones ahead, and the old ones die on the beach—a saying that was not without reason.
The nations of the world had long since disappeared with the developnt of the tis, replaced by the Cultivation Alliance governing the globe.
In the East, over the Great Divine Land.
A streak of blood-red light shot across the sky, enveloping a corpulent figure.
His body drenched in blood, he wielded the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword, which emitted intense bloody radiance.
He periodically launched thousand-zhang sword beams backward, fending off the attacks of his pursuers.
Dozens of Cultivators, enveloped in Spiritual Light, chased after the bulky figure.
The weakest among them were at the Golden Core Stage, with the strongest reaching the Divine Separation Stage.
They were in frenzied pursuit of the bulbous shadow ahead.
“Uncle Huang, stop worrying about Ling’er, just run for your life!”
A seven- or eight-year-old girl, her clothes in tatters, sobbed as she struggled on the back of the fat man, hoping he would let her go so he could escape alone.
“No, you’re one of the few remaining bloodlines of the Ye Family.
If I abandon you, how could I face Mr.
Ye?” the fat man, covered in blood and radiating a bloody gleam, said as he carried the girl on his back, escaping for their lives.
His eyes were filled with a terrifying resolve, and he swung the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword wildly in hopes of stopping the relentless pursuit of the Cultivators behind him.
“Fat Huang, you won’t escape.”
Suddenly, a figure quietly appeared in front of them, casting the Spiritual Light Technique, and in an instant, Fat Huang was trapped in the void.
At that mont, dozens of Cultivators surrounded Fat Huang and the girl in the center.
Each one looked at Fat Huang with a gleam of excitent in their eyes.
“Luo Feng, you cur, not even Immortal Extinguishing would dare address without honorifics, and you are but a dog serving under him, how dare you call by my na so brazenly?” Fat Huang roared with anger.
“Fat Huang, quit dreaming.
The Netherworld no longer exists; your so-called Mansion Master title is but a joke,” Luo Feng responded coldly, with a sneer.
“As long as I, Huang, am alive, the Netherworld will not fall.
Sooner or later, I will exterminate every one of you traitors,” Fat Huang spat out bitterly.
“Ha ha!”
Luo Feng laughed loudly and suddenly his expression turned cold.
“Fat Huang, in five hundred years, look at your Cultivation—rely at the Nascent Soul Stage.
With your uselessness, how could you possibly kill us?”
“Surrender the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword and the Heavenly Demon Great thod, and I might let you live.
Otherwise, I’ll show you what it ans to wish for death!” Luo Feng’s gaze was greedy as he stared fixedly at Fat Huang, his voice chilling as he spoke.
“Ha ha!”
Suddenly, the chubby figure burst into a mad laugh, “The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword and Heavenly Demon Great thod were bestowed upon by my forr master.
Does the Immortal Extinguisher Ye Xuan dare to covet them?
Does he not fear the master’s return, to claim his dog life?”
“Ha!” Luo Feng sneered, “What forr master and old tis?
Master could extinguish them just with a flick of his finger.
Considering the respect I once held for you as my elder, just hand over the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword and Heavenly Demon Great thod, and I promise not to harm you or the girl’s lives.”
“Little bastard, go back and ask Immortal Extinguisher Ye Xuan.
If it weren’t for the master sparing his life and bestowing upon him the Immortal Cultivation thod, how could he possibly have today’s cultivation?”
“If you want the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword and Heavenly Demon Great thod, even if I have to destroy them, I would never hand them over to you.”
The chubby figure roared in agony, as an intensely fierce blood light surged into the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword.
This caused Luo Feng’s complexion to drastically change and he violently shot off into the distance.
“Have you gone mad, attempting to self-destruct the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword?” Luo Feng shouted in horror.
“Master, I have failed you.
To prevent the traitor Immortal Extinguisher Ye Xuan from getting the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword, I have no choice but to destroy your gift with my own hands!”
With a harrowing growl, tears welled up in the chubby figure’s eyes.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword was his most treasured possession and his only rembrance of Ye Xuan.
But today, it would no longer exist.
“Explode!”
Boom!
The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword finally shattered, and the terrifying blood light obliterated everything around.
Dozens of cultivators let out agonizing screams as they exploded into mists of blood and perished in the void.
Taking advantage of the chaos, the chubby figure gathered his last bit of cultivation, picked up the girl behind him, and transford into an Escape Light that fled frantically towards the distant heavens and earth.
“Damned!” As the aftermath of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword explosion dissipated, Luo Feng searched for the chubby figure’s trail.
Fuming that his foe had vanished, he was left with an ashen complexion, uncertain of how to face Immortal Extinguisher Ye Xuan.
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In the Earth Immortal Realm, Heavenly Court, Weiyang Palace.
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged in the void, with Luotian Immortal Light rippling out, slightly distorting the space around him and producing faint sounds of spatial fragntation, indicating his deep state of cultivation.
“Hm?”
Suddenly, Ye Xuan opened his eyes, and the surrounding Luotian Immortal Light beca turbulent until he focused his gaze and gathered the chaotic Immortal Light back to him.
“The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword?
Has sothing happened to the chubby figure?” Ye Xuan muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with a foreboding chill.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword was forged by Ye Xuan in the Blood Sea Battlefield and even contained a drop of his own blood.
It had accompanied him through four years of battle on the Blood Sea Battlefield.
Now that the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword had blown into pieces, it naturally disturbed Ye Xuan’s mind.
“Jiuyou!”
Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice echoed within Weiyang Palace.
“Emperor!”
Quickly, the palace doors opened and Li Jiuyou stepped in with haste, bowing deeply before Ye Xuan.
“Issue my Dharma Decree, summon all Demon Kings and Zhao Gongming to the Weiyang Palace,” Ye Xuan commanded with steely firmness.
Seeing the cold aura surrounding Ye Xuan, Li Jiuyou’s complexion shifted slightly, recognizing that sothing significant had happened.
Without a mont’s delay, he hurried out of Weiyang Palace to carry out Ye Xuan’s orders.
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