Checking in for 100,000 Years

Chapter 688: Chapter 688: How Can This Person in the Immortal Pond Be So Strong!

”Just like that, more than a dozen high-level Eight God Sect masters are gone? How... how can Cat Brother’s master be so powerful?”

The yellow-robed youth was dumbfounded, staring at everything before him in disbelief. The Eight God Sect had over a dozen strong practitioners, with the highest already reaching the Fifth Level of the Life and Death Realm. This particular expert had, at the very least, opened four gates, making his combat power many times greater than theirs.

However, Cat Brother’s master, also at the Fifth Level of the Life and Death Realm, had merely waved his hand. A gust of wind surged, and all the Eight God Sect experts were blown away, vanishing without a trace.

This strength... it’s terrifying.

”Brother Bear, wake up! What’s wrong with you?” the Big Black Cat said, amused. He quickly went over and nudged the yellow-robed youth.

”Ah!” The yellow-robed youth jolted as if waking from a dream. He turned, clasped his fists, and bowed respectfully. ”Thank you for your assistance, Senior...”

Ye Yun waved his hand lightly and smiled. ”No need for such courtesy. The three of us have been cultivating in the deep mountains and old forests for many years and aren’t very familiar with this world. Your explanation just now was quite helpful.”

”It was merely some superficial knowledge. I must have made a fool of myself in front of you, Senior,” the yellow-robed youth said, taking a deep breath. He gazed at Ye Yun with bright eyes, filled with gratitude and admiration.

This white-robed Senior’s cultivation base is unfathomably deep, yet he’s so approachable. Most importantly, he’s a powerful member of the Demon Clan! Among the current three major powers in the world, the Nine Li Demon Clan is the weakest... If I could persuade this Senior to join the Nine Li Demon Clan, it would undoubtedly bolster the strength of our entire clan.

With this thought, the yellow-robed youth’s earlier reluctance vanished completely.

”Senior, the experts from the Eight God Sect definitely won’t let this matter rest. It’s still somewhat dangerous here. Perhaps we should head back first...” the yellow-robed youth respectfully suggested.

”Alright,” Ye Yun nodded. He was, in fact, interested in visiting the Nine Li Demon Clan. The Fairy Pond Small World was extremely ancient; countless beings had thrived here for millions of years, developing their own cultivation civilization, which greatly intrigued Ye Yun. Through the Nine Li Demon Clan, he could also gauge the strength of the other two major powers, the Seven Star Clan and the Eight God Sect.

The yellow-robed youth took the lead, flying at a low altitude above the mountain range. Ye Yun, the Big Black Cat, and Mu Qing followed leisurely behind him.

After flying for some time, the Big Black Cat asked, ”Brother Bear, how far are we from the Nine Li Demon Clan’s territory?”

”It’s about 300,000 miles to the Nine Li Divine Mountain,” the yellow-robed youth replied softly.

”That far?” The Big Black Cat frowned. ”I’ve noticed very few Demon Clan members around here; it’s mainly Human Cultivators. This must be Human Race territory. What brought you all the way out here?”

In the Big Black Cat’s opinion, the yellow-robed youth, with his low cultivation base, was practically courting death by recklessly trespassing into Human Race territory.

”Cat Brother, I had no other choice...” The yellow-robed youth gave a wry smile, then took out a vibrant green medicinal herb. ”This Nine Spirit Grass has all been harvested from the areas around our Nine Li Divine Mountain. So, I had to risk coming into Human Race territory to find it!”

”You really value riches over your own life!” the Big Black Cat said, shaking his head and sighing.

”Cat Brother, actually, most of the time, the Eight God Sect doesn’t kill us. They just draw a large amount of our blood and then let us go...” the yellow-robed youth said, scratching his head in embarrassment.

”Why would they do that?” the Big Black Cat asked hurriedly.

”Those people from the Eight God Sect and our Nine Li Demon Clan are mortal enemies. In the past, we’d fight whenever we met. But our Nine Li Demon Clan is weaker, so we always suffered the heaviest casualties. This has been going on for many years. Especially in the last thousand years, the number of powerful experts in my Nine Li Demon Clan has dwindled, while the Eight God Sect’s experts have become more numerous. This led to a situation where they couldn’t get enough Demon Clan blood, which they need. So, they adopted a new strategy: they only draw blood, they don’t take our lives...” The yellow-robed youth sighed, a profound sadness in his eyes.

Now, in the eyes of the Eight God Sect, the Nine Li Demon Clan are nothing more than livestock kept for bloodletting. The Eight God Sect is powerful, brimming with prodigies and experts. If they ever decided to launch an organized assault on the Nine Li Demon Clan, we would have been annihilated long ago.

”Alas, the Nine Li Demon Clan is truly in a tragic state...” the Big Black Cat sighed, an unexpected wave of gloom washing over him. As a fellow Demon Clan member, he felt a pang of empathy, though, being an outsider, the feeling quickly passed.

”This Eight God Sect can now be considered a dominant power in the Fairy Pond Small World...” Ye Yun remarked, looking at the despondent yellow-robed youth and nodding silently.

Regarding this matter, Ye Yun remained noncommittal. In his view, the law of the jungle—the strong preying on the weak—was simply the natural order in the world of cultivation.

The group continued their flight. After flying for ten thousand miles, Ye Yun’s eyebrows suddenly twitched. About ten thousand miles ahead, he spotted a familiar figure: the Silver-robed Masked Person from Tianjige.

At this moment, the man was in a truly wretched state. He was bound by chains, his cultivation base sealed, and he stood in the center of a valley. The Four Major Sects Guard Team, which the Silver-robed Masked Person from Tianjige had brought, was in nearly identical dire straits. They all looked miserable, with tattered clothes and bloodstains covering their bodies. Each of them had their cultivation base sealed by a chain.

Surrounding them, suspended in the air, were over a hundred disciples from the Eight God Sect. These disciples wore grim expressions and periodically hurled abuse at the captives below.

”You barbarians! Where are you from? Confess now, or don’t blame us for slaughtering you all!” an elder from the Eight God Sect, distinguished by a hawkish nose and sinister eyes, shouted coldly.

The Silver-robed Masked Person looked up and murmured to himself, his eyes filled with a deep sense of sorrow, ”Alas, Heaven does not grant our wishes!”

They had just entered this Fairy Pond Small World and begun their exploration when they encountered a formidable enemy. The opponents were numerous, hundreds of them, each wielding astonishing Divine Techniques. Caught off guard, his group was quickly overwhelmed and forced into a continuous retreat. Then, a hawk-nosed elder from this mysterious force—possessing terrifying strength—broke through their defenses with ease and engaged him in battle. The fight was over in a matter of breaths; he was captured alive. A chain then snaked around him, sealing his entire cultivation base. With their leader captured, the disciples from the other Four Great Sects lost all will to fight, ultimately leading to everyone being taken prisoner. Before entering the Fairy Pond, he had been full of confidence, even vowing to the Pavilion Master that he would find Tianjige’s ancestral land and the missing Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon. Yet, Heaven had other plans. Soon after entering, their entire group was so easily decimated. How can the people in this Fairy Pond be so strong? If such a powerful force appeared on the Cangnan Continent, likely only a Sky-Level Sect could hope to contend with them.

”You lot! The Divine Techniques you use are all different and unlike anything we’ve ever seen! Spit out your origins, or don’t blame us for being merciless!” A middle-aged man standing beside the sinister elder glared, his expression savage. He raised his hand, making a clear killing gesture.

An intensely cold and murderous aura instantly descended. The disciples from the Four Great Sects trembled violently, as if plunged into an ancient ice cavern, a bone-chilling cold seeping through their entire bodies.