“Slaughtering a million Heavenly Net soldiers, the sword at my waist still drips blood!”
The magnates across the states were utterly astonished. This poem was grand and imposing, dripping with killing intent! It seemed the White God had long foreseen the Heavenly Net Hall's fate! Instantly, this poem spread like wildfire across the states, fueled by the news of the Heavenly Net Hall's destruction. Of course, Wang Man, Qing Yan, and others were secretly pushing the narrative—building prestige.
Only a dozen or so Heavenly Net Hall branches remained across the various states. The Hall members desperately tried to flee, but they were already sealed by vast, Heaven-reaching arrays deployed by various Overlord-level Powers. These factions could easily annihilate the remaining branches, but they were waiting—waiting for Ji Fuyao to descend! Everyone knew the White God stood behind Ji Fuyao. The consensus was that the White God hadn't personally wiped out these branches because he was merely giving Ji Fuyao a chance to practice. How could they dare overstep? That was the command of a Ruthless Magnate!
Boom! Boom! Crack! The void above the Heavenly Net Hall branches tore open repeatedly as powerful factions descended. Ancient Spirit Boats floated in the sky, all patiently awaiting the arrival of Ji Fuyao’s forces. Once, the Heavenly Net Hall inspired dread; now, they were lambs waiting for the slaughter.
Inside the branches, the elders watched the spectacle in utter despair. They were the blades in Duan Hunsheng’s hand, and Duan Hunsheng was the blade of the Silent Destruction Sect. Now that Duan Hunsheng was dead, what hope did they have? The clamor for the Heavenly Net Hall's annihilation grew louder across the states, and Ji Fuyao’s prestige soared.
Seeing this, the other Overlord-level Powers grew secretly anxious. The rise of the White Robe Great Emperor from the Grand Dao Sect was absolutely not good news for them! This person was too powerful! In the current Southern Wilds, with the Bronze Ancient Palace yet to fully emerge and the Heaven and Earth Change unable to fully commence, the White Robe Great Emperor had become one of the Apex Great Emperors. The Overlord-level Powers were deeply worried.
***
At the Yao Family. Deep within the ancestral land, the Yao Family Old Ancestor, Yao Quan, sat cross-legged in gray robes, manipulating spiritual seals. Endless, brilliant Dao patterns surged around him, but the next moment, they shattered. Old Ancestor Yao Quan sighed softly. His state of mind was unstable; he couldn't focus on cultivation at all. He was terrified that his alliance with Duan Hunsheng and the Blood Demon Race Old Ancestor in the Ancient Lost Fierce Land would be exposed! Duan Hunsheng was dead! The Blood Demon Race Old Ancestor was dead too! If the White Robe Great Emperor learned of this, he might slaughter his way into the Yao Family. Currently, all the Emperor Realm Experts of the Yao Family were still in deep slumber. The White Robe Great Emperor could easily initiate a mass annihilation!
Meanwhile, Yao Baili entered the Sin Valley as scheduled and found Yao Liuli. Yao Liuli wore a long, flowing dress, her hair like a waterfall, and starlight twinkling in her eyes. The dress could not conceal her perfect, voluptuous figure, and a subtle fragrance emanated from her. Every movement carried an air of nobility.
“Elder Baili, you've come.” Yao Liuli's gaze flickered toward the sky outside the Sin Valley, the phantom image of Ye Chen appearing in her mind as she spoke softly.
Yao Baili nodded and recounted the events in Tianluo State. “Ye Chen found himself a truly excellent master.”
Yao Liuli parted her crimson lips, her eyes overflowing with maternal light. “As long as Chen'er is safe, I don't mind cultivating here on my own.”
Yao Baili shook his head. “Saint Daughter, according to your punishment, you still have two and a half years left! In the past, two and a half years passed in the blink of an eye. But now, with the Great Era approaching, things are different. The Saint Son's Lineage is planning a major move!”
Yao Liuli's gaze wavered. “What are they planning?”
Yao Baili explained, “The Old Ancestor is preparing to conduct a Great Emperor Dao Pattern Baptism for many of the elders. This will allow those in the Saint King realm to easily step into the Half-step Emperor Realm or even the Quasi-Emperor Realm. However, your spot was rejected.”
Yao Liuli frowned slightly. “I am only a Saint King. If the Saint Son participates in the baptism, given his talent, he will certainly reach the Quasi-Emperor Realm. The gap between us will only widen!”
Yao Baili agreed. “Indeed. I will appeal to the Old Ancestor again on your behalf.”
Yao Liuli nodded. “Thank you for your trouble, Elder Baili.”
***
Supreme Profound Sect.
Inside the main hall of the Supreme Peak. Nanchenzi, Yuan Qingzi, and the Sect Master were seated, their expressions grim. The Sect Master angrily declared, “Damn it! Not only did Old Ancestor Tianyuan survive this time, but the White Robe Great Emperor actually annihilated Duan Hunsheng!”
Hearing this, Nanchenzi felt a pang of deep dread. He was thankful he had restrained himself earlier. If they had erupted into a full-scale war with the Grand Dao Sect, he might be a corpse right now. This White Robe Great Emperor was truly brutal!
Yuan Qingzi, his face lined with deep wrinkles, his gaze profound, pondered for a moment. “This White Robe Great Emperor has grand ambitions. He intends to personally forge a new Overlord-level Power to assist him on the Supreme Path!”
Nanchenzi frowned deeply. “Who exactly is this person? I have spent the last few days scouring the Supreme Profound Sect's supreme ancient records, yet there is no mention of him anywhere in the history of the Southern Wilds.”
Yuan Qingzi sighed. “It seems that until the Heaven and Earth Change fully begins, our Supreme Profound Sect must Avoid the Sharp Edge. This White Robe Great Emperor is narrow-minded and vengeful. We must observe for now.”
“Agreed,” Nanchenzi confirmed.
The Sect Master's expression grew solemn as he suddenly recalled something. “Old Ancestor, both Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen now possess Emperor Weapons. Shouldn't we also provide more cultivation resources to our top disciples?”
Nanchenzi asked, “Who is currently the strongest Divine Son candidate?”
The Sect Master thought for a moment. “That would be Chu Yuan! Just a few days ago, he broke through to the Six-star Profound Venerate realm!”
Nanchenzi scoffed. “Profound Venerate is still too weak! Just a few months ago, Ji Fuyao was at the same realm as them, and now she is already in the Saint King realm! Effective immediately, grant all Divine Son candidates access to every secret realm. In a few days, I will personally perform the Great Emperor Dao Pattern Baptism for them!”
The Sect Master nodded. “Good! What about Nangong Baixue?”
Nanchenzi replied, “Give her a spot too.”
The Sect Master immediately retrieved a Transmission Jade Slip and sent a message to Pill Saint Yunyang, informing him of the decision. Pill Saint Yunyang instantly replied, “Thank you, Old Ancestor, thank you, Sect Master. White Snow is still in seclusion. I will certainly tell her this wonderful news once she emerges.”
Two and a half days later.
Nangong Baixue emerged from seclusion. Dressed in white robes, her face bore a carefully practiced smile, radiating seductive charm, as she stepped directly into Pill Saint Yunyang's cave dwelling. Her long skirt fluttered, revealing her fair, delicate legs. Her face was enchanting, and she stumbled slightly, her voluptuous figure swaying, as she rushed toward Pill Saint Yunyang. “Master, I've broken through to the Profound Venerate realm!”