"His monk name was Wu—" The Blind Monk's breath hitched, then his very essence was annihilated before he could finish. To his dying breath, he couldn't comprehend why this White Robe Supreme held absolutely no interest in the Grand Dao Sect's Ancestor. Their Ancestor!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! In the void above, the bodies of the remaining Quasi-Dao Supreme magnates exploded one after another. In mere moments, they disintegrated into dust, scattering with the wind. A collective gasp ripped through the onlookers, who stood frozen in place, petrified. The White Robe Supreme had instantly annihilated seven Forbidden Zone magnates! And he had only made two moves! His final strike had unleashed six distinct, terrifying powers, each capable of shaking the heavens. How could anyone possibly fight against that? Only the Founding Magnates of the Forbidden Zone, perhaps, could even stand a chance.

The Silent Destruction Old Man remained rooted to the spot, utterly dumbfounded. He admitted it: he had once again gravely underestimated the White Robe Supreme. What was the man's true limit?

Yet, a question still gnawed at him. "Why are you so unwilling to hear about Ancestor Dao Yi?"

Lu Xuan's lips curled into a faint, dismissive smile. "Because he's not worthy!"

The crowd froze, completely bewildered. Was there some deep-seated enmity between the White Robe Supreme and Ancestor Dao Yi? Whispers rippled through the onlookers. "After all," one speculated, "there can only be one hegemon. With the White Robe Supreme's current power, even if Ancestor Dao Yi were alive, he probably wouldn't want him back!" Another agreed, "Exactly! There's only one Supreme Fruit Position in the Southern Wilds. If the White Robe Supreme claims it, Ancestor Dao Yi would have no chance." A third chimed in, "That makes perfect sense. Ancestor Dao Yi was powerful, but who knows who would be stronger if they ever met?"

Meanwhile, Ye Chen frowned slightly. "That Blind Monk, honestly, couldn't even finish his sentence. What was the Ancestor's monk name?"

Ji Fuyao's beautiful eyes narrowed, divine radiance flickering around her. "Why would the Ancestor have a monk name? Did he join a Buddhist sect?"

A myriad of questions swirled in their minds. Ye Chen turned to Xuanji Holy Lord. "Junior Sister, do you know of any Buddhist cultivators in the Western Desert whose monk name starts with 'Wu'?"

Xuanji Holy Lord's expression was grave. She uttered just two words: "Wuwu."

"Wuwu?" Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen exchanged glances. The name itself was steeped in profound mystery, carrying an indescribable, enigmatic aura.

Ye Chen, still puzzled, continued, "Why did Ancestor Dao Yi run off to the Western Desert? Why hasn't he returned? The Heaven and Earth Change has occurred many times over countless epochs, and Domain Gates have opened repeatedly. He could have come back."

Ji Fuyao bit her tender lip. "I have a feeling the Ancestor is too embarrassed to return. Even though Liu Ruyan's sword strike erased everyone's memories in this realm back then, with the Ancestor's power, he should remember everything."

Ye Chen pondered. "If I were the Ancestor, I'd be too ashamed to show my face. But by not returning, the Grand Dao Sect has endured so many great calamities. Without Master, it probably would have been annihilated several times over before the Heaven and Earth Change even began."

Ji Fuyao tilted her snowy neck, nodding. "Indeed! If not for Master, this sect would have crumbled long ago. Oh, right! I remember the Heavenly Dao once mentioned that Liu Ruyan and Nangong Baixue share some karmic connection."

Ye Chen pouted. "Are you saying Nangong Baixue wants to use me to sever emotions and break through to Supreme? Absolutely not!"

Ji Fuyao chuckled. "If only the Ancestor had half your awareness."

Ye Chen thought for a moment. "I think there's another possibility. The Ancestor doesn't dare to return because he's afraid he won't be able to control himself. After all, a simp is notoriously hard to control."

A flicker of worry crossed Ji Fuyao's face. "This Wuwu... he won't end up fighting Master, will he?"

A look of firm resolve appeared on Xuanji Holy Lord's exquisite face. "Wuwu is no match."

Ji Fuyao shook her head, her eyes gleaming. "I'm worried that if Ancestor Dao Yi does appear, he'll side with the Supreme Profound Sect instead of our Grand Dao Sect. That would be a complete embarrassment, a laughingstock across the domains."

Ye Chen rubbed his nose. "Wouldn't that be incredibly awkward? The sect Ancestor's messy affairs, laid bare for the entire Southern Wilds to see! Especially since everyone here generally believes Ancestor Dao Yi was so noble, he sacrificed the Supreme Fruit Position to spare the Southern Wilds from harm."

Ji Fuyao's gaze was distant, thoughtful. "Perhaps after the Domain Gates open, we can go to the Western Desert and look for Wuwu."

"I'll go too," Ye Chen declared.

Ji Fuyao shook her head. "You stay. Master assigned your Supreme Fruit Position to the Southern Wilds."

Ye Chen fell silent, a hint of resignation on his face.

Ji Fuyao turned to Xuanji Holy Lord. "Junior Sister, you should head straight to the Eastern Wilds then. There's still a spot for a Supreme Fruit Position there. And I've heard the Eerie Power in the Eastern Wilds is incredibly concentrated. Since you cultivate with Eerie Power, it would be an excellent place for your practice!"

Xuanji Holy Lord's beautiful eyes flickered with a rare light, and she nodded.

Just then, Lu Xuan glanced at the Silent Destruction Old Man. "The ones you summoned are all trash. Your connections are seriously lacking."

The Silent Destruction Old Man's face darkened, his expression shifting like storm clouds. He pulled out several more Ancient Jade Slips. "I can still summon more!"

Lu Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Stronger than those... goods?"

The Silent Destruction Old Man gritted his teeth, a vein throbbing in his temple. The Blind Monk and seven other formidable magnates had just been dismissed as "goods." What did that make him? Utterly insignificant? He could only swallow his fury. The White Robe Supreme's power was terrifying, utterly outrageous!

In the distant void, countless powerful cultivators trembled in fear. Silent Destruction Old Man, please stop summoning! they thought. We know you have extensive connections, but right now, what you hold is a death warrant for anyone you call!

The Silent Destruction Old Man held up the communication jade slips, his voice strained. "White Robe Supreme, I believe we can discuss this. I am willing to offer an apology, and my Silent Destruction Sect can cooperate with your Grand Dao Sect."

Lu Xuan paused, genuinely surprised. An apology? Sit down and talk? How could the Silent Destruction Old Man even dare to utter such words?

The Silent Destruction Old Man continued, "These communication jade slips in my hand can summon the Founding Magnates of the Forbidden Zone. They are currently in slumber, and once awakened, the consequences would be unimaginable. White Robe Supreme, this is my ultimate bargaining chip."

Lu Xuan was momentarily taken aback. The Silent Destruction Old Man is certainly confident!

From a distance, Ye Chen's voice rang out, clear and loud. "Silent Destruction Old Man, if that's the case, then summon them! My Master is invincible, do as you please!"

Ji Fuyao added, a faint, mocking smile playing on her lips. "Silent Destruction Old Man, now you want to reason? Now you want to talk?"

Hearing this, the Silent Destruction Old Man whirled to face Xuanji Holy Lord. "Xuanji Holy Lord, you know the power of those magnates. You wouldn't want to awaken them, would you? If they truly clash with the White Robe Supreme, the entire Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone would be caught in the crossfire." He pressed, a clear threat in his voice, "Are you willing to see the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone, which you personally established, utterly destroyed?"

A chill ran down everyone's spines. The Silent Destruction Old Man wasn't wrong. If those Founding Magnates were roused, the ensuing battle would surely shatter heaven and earth. The Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone might not survive. Furthermore, the Silent Destruction Old Man had cultivated alliances with many powerful forces in the Southern Wilds over the years; he undoubtedly held more trump cards. Continuing this fight would be anything but wise.

The Silent Destruction Old Man fixed his gaze on Xuanji Holy Lord, demanding an answer. But Xuanji Holy Lord's exquisite face remained utterly serene, devoid of any emotion. She simply closed her eyes, making it clear she had no desire to speak with him.

Witnessing her silent dismissal, the Silent Destruction Old Man's face twisted into a ferocious snarl. He turned back to Lu Xuan, his voice dripping with malice. "You all descended here today, wasn't it for the Life Force held by my Silent Destruction Sect?"