651: Chapter 670 Gu Ruochen 651: Chapter 670 Gu Ruochen This was a space of boundless darkness.
Darkness, death, bloodiness, and decay seed to gather all negative emotions within this space, where one could often hear the roars of demonic creatures echoing between Heaven and Earth.
The so-called Demon World was a small world and also the world of the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou—it was his training ground and the origin of his slaughters.
Any creature from the Three Realms who heard the na of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou would be seized by a great terror.
At the center of the Demon World.
A limitless expanse of white bones ford the ground, with rivers of blood flowing fiercely in all directions, and countless demonic corpses strewn across the barren land.
The sounds of gushing torrents echoed as if a myriad of rivers were converging towards the center, where a vast Blood Pool was churning towering waves of blood, and from its depths ca extrely mournful howls.
A Demon Blade, striking in its bloody hue, floated incessantly above the Blood Pool; beneath the Demon Blade, a young man in black robes sat crossed-legged at the center of the pool.
His body swelled like a ball, and his pallid face was extrely distorted as if he were enduring unimaginable pain.
With a resounding boom!
Monsters of all kinds, mighty and supre, filled the air with ferocious roars.
A black silhouette appeared above the Blood Pool, gazing down at the young man in black.
“Blood Sea Purgatory, a thousand demonic tribulations; if you can absorb the power from the Blood Sea Purgatory and perfect the Soul-cutting Seven Demon Sabers, you will be worthy to be my disciple.
If you cannot endure the Blood Sea Purgatory, then die here,” growled Demon Ancestor Luo Hou nacingly.
“Master, be assured, if I fail to perfect the Soul-cutting Seven Demon Sabers, Ruochen shall never erge nor be worthy to be your disciple,” the young man in black bellowed.
Veins writhed violently all over his body as if maggots were climbing inside him, presenting an extrely horrifying sight.
“Gu Ruochen, I am waiting for you to erge from the Blood Sea Purgatory.”
Demon Ancestor Luo Hou laughed wildly and vanished above the Blood Pool, but he did not notice the extrely determined look that flashed across the fierce blood-red eyes of Gu Ruochen.
“Master, Beichen will not disappoint you, nor will I die in the Blood Sea Purgatory!”
The young man in black roared madly in his heart, manipulating a supre Demon Technique with his hands, and once again violently absorbed the power of the Blood Sea Purgatory, as his entire being was once more swallowed by the Blood Pool.
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Seas turn into mulberry fields, and ti changes.
It had been ten thousand years since Ye Xuan had stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm.
During these ten thousand years, he had traversed the four major continents, not only to feel his own cultivation but also to find the opportunity for his Daluo Immortal Body to achieve Great Success.
Only by cultivating the Daluo Immortal Body to Great Success could he rge it with the Undying True Spirit and truly step into the Quasi-Saint realm.
Ye Xuan had great ambitions; he was not satisfied with just stepping into the Quasi-Saint realm.
As his cultivation improved, he could more keenly sense the crises that lay ahead; only by becoming stronger could he face the future trials.
Unfortunately, although the ten thousand years had passed and Ye Xuan had consolidated his Quasi-Saint cultivation, no matter how he cultivated the Daluo Immortal Body, he could not bring it to Great Success.
Ye Xuan knew that achieving Great Success with the Daluo Immortal Body was not sothing that could be forced; with the three thousand years left out of the thirty thousand year deadline he had set for himself, there was not much ti left.
Correct!
It had been exactly 27,000 years since Ye Xuan had left the Heavenly Court, and just 3,000 more years would complete 30,000 years.
A towering peak touched the sky, surrounded by a lush green bamboo forest.
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged at the summit, facing the morning glow as he absorbed the Great Sun Purple Qi.
Strands of this purple qi swirled around him, and the vast void beyond echoed with the thunderous sounds, displaying an enormously intimidating power.
Buzz!
Ti flew by, and with a burst of golden light, Nezha quietly appeared behind Ye Xuan.
“Heavenly Emperor, the little Princess again sneaked off to the Mortal World to play.
Should I bring her back?” Nezha’s voice was deep.
It was undeniable.
Over ten thousand years had passed, and under Ye Xuan’s dedicated cultivation, Nezha had soared into the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal.
His natural intelligence was truly exceptional.
And spending these 10,000 years by Ye Xuan’s side had made Nezha increasingly reverent towards Ye Xuan, genuinely acknowledging him.
For Nezha, transitioning from Luotian Golden Immortal to Daluo in ten thousand years was unimaginable, but he had achieved it with Ye Xuan’s ntorship.
When Nezha had reached a dead end, Ye Xuan had taken him in, making Nezha his most loyal subordinate.
“She ran off to the Mortal World again?” Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and his brows furrowed at that mont.
“Heavenly Emperor, the little Princess is too mischievous.
I truly cannot be harsh with her, so…” Nezha hesitated, his expression ingratiating.
“A myriad of desires thrives in the Red Dust.
This child has followed in cultivation for ten thousand years but has never experienced the affairs of the Mortal World.
I fear for her…” Ye Xuan’s words trailed off, his eyes gazing towards the distant horizon.
“Brother, look what tasty things I brought you!”
A sound cut through the air from afar, accompanied by a burst of golden light.
A young girl in a green silk dress appeared in front of Ye Xuan, laughing joyously as she clung to his arm, her face showing a pleasing smile.
The girl was tall and graceful, her crescent-shaped eyes sparkling cunningly.
Her skin was as smooth and pale as jade.
Though not a beauty that could bring down cities like the Guanghan Fairy or the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden, she indeed resembled a shy Fairy.
The girl held two strings of sweets in her hand, offering them to Ye Xuan with a winning smile.
“Yaoyue, how many tis have I told you not to enter the Mortal World on your own?
Why don’t you ever listen?” Ye Xuan said with a hint of reproach.
“Brother, Yaoyue won’t dare again.
Please don’t be mad,” the girl pleaded, shaking Ye Xuan’s arm gently and looking at him cautiously, afraid that Ye Xuan would truly be angry with her.
Ye Yaoyue, that was the girl’s na, and she had once been a little girl.
Ten thousand years ago, when Ye Xuan stepped into the half-step Quasi-Saint phase, the little girl had consud the rit Lotus Seed and absorbed Ye Xuan’s Daluo Immortal Power, which transford her mortal body into a true Immortal.
Once the little girl awakened, Ye Xuan used the Reincarnation Light of Six Paths to condense Uncle Zhuo’s soul.
Initially planning to reconstruct a physical body for them to reunite in the Mortal World, Zhuo Uncle had refused, only wishing that Ye Xuan would keep the little girl by his side, as his final plea.
The old man was too persistent and overly protective of his granddaughter because he knew that the best future for the child would only be secured by staying with Ye Xuan.
He pleaded with Ye Xuan to take the little girl in and even had her change her surna to Ye.
From then on, she beca Ye Xuan’s sworn sister.
Amid the old man’s earnest entreaties, Ye Xuan naturally could not refuse.
After all, he had once promised the old man back in the small stone village to treat the little girl as his own sister.
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