"Nangong girl, you wouldn’t happen to think that Brother Yun is not capable, would you?"
Ye Yun spotted the hint, found it amusing, raised his hand to lift Nangong Jade’s delicate and exquisite little face, deliberately putting on a flippant demeanor, and said with perversion in his eyes.
Feeling the familiar action, Nangong Jade’s face instantly turned red.
One hundred thousand years ago.
Brother Yun used to tease her a lot, and of course, teased others too.
"Brother Yun, I don’t mean it like that..."
Feeling a peculiar sensation from her chin, Nangong Jade’s heart raced, explaining with a flushed face.
"Heh heh, don’t look down on your Brother Yun, who is only at the God King Realm First Layer, but your God King Realm Layer Ten cultivation is still nothing in my eyes!"
Ye Yun laughed as he spoke.
"No way?"
Nangong Jade widened her eyes, finding it hard to believe.
She’s a Goddess of Ancient now, no longer as weak as she was one hundred thousand years ago.
Not to mention.
Just the ninety-nine puppet avatars combined represent an unimaginably strong battle force.
And she personally masters several powerful divine skills of the Ancient Clan, making her personal combat capability extremely strong.
"Young lady, you’ll understand once we get to the Ancient Realm!"
Ye Yun gently brushed Nangong Jade’s nose, laughing heartily.
He didn’t directly tell Nangong Jade how powerful he was because it would be too shocking.
He let Nangong Jade slowly realize.
Now Ye Yun’s plan is to accompany Nangong Jade on a trip to the Ancient Realm, to prevent that avatar from causing chaos and to reclaim everything that belongs to Nangong Jade.
As for revenge, Ye Yun will, of course, avenge Nangong Jade.
To be blunt.
Ye Yun could release the Luo Mo Burial Fairy Flower now and easily destroy the entire Divine Land.
But there is no need for that.
There’s a head for grievances and a master for debts, just catch those few leaders.
Seeing Ye Yun being all mysterious, Nangong Jade was half-believing and half-doubting, but she didn’t continue to express her opinions on the matter.
"Nangong girl."
Ye Yun took out a green bead and handed it to Nangong Jade, explaining, "This spatial magic treasure is for you, later summon all your clan members and place them in the small world of this bead..."
"Thank you, Brother Yun."
Nangong Jade happily accepted it, carefully sensing it, and then showed a look of shock.
The grade of this spatial magic treasure is unprecedented, truly valuable.
Ye Yun smiled softly.
Since he gave that avatar a green bead, the true body couldn’t have less, so he would also give Nangong Jade a green bead.
Meanwhile, let her accommodate all the Ancient Clan’s clan members in the small world inside it.
Thus.
It would be much more convenient to go to the Ancient Realm, at least not having to mobilize such a large force to follow.
Nangong Jade quickly refined this green bead.
She gently waved her hand, a green light flew out, and those translucent beads containing puppet avatars disappeared.
Nangong Jade then issued a transmission, commanding all the Ancient Clan members to gather.
Watching Nangong Jade’s busyness, Ye Yun remembered those cultivators of the Divine Land, his mind stirred, and he asked with a smile: "Nangong girl, how should those Divine Land cultivators you captured be dealt with?"
Nangong Jade understood the implication, knowing Brother Yun asked this with his own ideas in mind, so she smiled and said: "Brother Yun, you decide."
Seeing Nangong Jade being so obedient, Ye Yun felt satisfied, laughing: "These are just small fry, from where they came, send them back there, back to the Tianyin Tree..."
"Okay."
Nangong Jade understood, since returning to the Ancient Realm, bringing along those spiritual cultivators from the Divine Land would not be suitable.
It’s not suitable to kill them either.
After all, these people have cultivated the divine skills of the Ancient Clan, also considered the Ancient Clan’s spreading roots in the Divine Land.
Nangong Jade waved her hand, sending out an exotic fragrance.
Soon it drifted to where those Divine Soil Spirit Cultivators were.
"What is this smell?"
Someone noticed it, startled, and exclaimed: "It’s poison, isn’t it trying to kill us?"
"No."
An elder furrowed his brow, silently sensing it, suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "It seems the poison in our bodies is dissolving..."
This exotic fragrance is an antidote?
On hearing this, everyone rejoiced.
"Stop fighting!"
Pow... the Hegemonic Slaughter God King kicked the young man away, sitting on the ground panting heavily, grinning.
The young man also sat on the ground, panting continuously.
If the poison in the body is resolved and the body recovers, he truly isn’t a match for the Hegemonic Slaughter God King.
Boom boom boom...
A sound came from above, a seven-colored vortex appeared, and then descended, enveloping the crowd with a seven-colored pillar of light.
A few breaths later.
The seven-colored vortex disappeared, taking all these Divine Soil cultivators away.
On the crown of the Tianyin Tree.
Some intoxicated cultivators were silently dispelling poison, including the Fallen Leaf Sacred Woman in the pavilion.
Surrounded by flames, the Golden War God stood in the center of the square with a cold face, unable to vent the fire in his heart.
The long-prepared ancient feast was thus dampened.
"Huh?"
Suddenly he sensed something, abruptly looked up at the void.
Boom boom boom...
Accompanied by a rumbling, a seven-colored vortex appeared.
"What is going on?"
The Golden War God was stunned, couldn’t believe the seven-colored vortex appeared again.
A light column descended.
Then the light column disappeared, revealing a large group of cultivators on the square.
The Golden War God swept his gaze, his breath paused instantly.
Those cultivators who were taken away, having cultivated the divine skills of the Ancient Clan, were transmitted back again.
"Damn it, what’s going on, could I be dreaming?"
The Golden War God rubbed his eyes, finding it hard to believe.
Boom boom boom...
Seven-colored vortex disappeared.
Those cultivators on the square, most of the poison in their bodies resolved, each stood up and stretched their bones.
"Haha, I didn’t expect I, the Hegemonic Slaughter God King, to return!"
With thick lips grinning, the Hegemonic Slaughter God King, looking fierce, couldn’t help but laugh wildly.
"Indeed, we’re back, here at the crown of Tianyin Tree..."
Everyone surveyed the surroundings, showing joyful expressions.
The Golden War God looked at them, asking solemnly: "Did the Ancient Clan send you back?"
"Yes, sir!"
An elder respectfully responded.
"Why did they send you back, what exactly happened?"
The Golden War God was puzzled, furrowing his brows as he asked.
The elder pondered over his words, solemnly replied: "Sir, the Ancient Clan originally intended for us to surrender to them, but we resolutely refused. Perhaps they gauged the strength of our unyielding wills, and after considering, they sent us back..."
"Pah! Utter nonsense!"
The Hegemonic Slaughter God King waved his hand, laughing mockingly.
"Hegemonic Slaughter God King, this is merely the old man’s speculation!"
The elder retorted in annoyance.
The Hegemonic Slaughter God King ignored him, looked around, then showed a despondent expression, muttering to himself: "Sigh, the Supreme God Sovereign truly did not return..."
"Where did the Supreme God Sovereign go, why did you return but not him?"
The Golden War God’s heart tightened, unable to resist asking.
The Supreme God Sovereign is the Silver War God of the Eternal Divine Hall, a seed of the Golden War God rank, prestigious, and cannot be lost.
"Sir, it was the Supreme Friend who sacrificed himself, persuading the Ancient Clan to send us back, his spirit is truly moving..."
The Hegemonic Slaughter God King folded his fists, deeply moved, unable to hold back his sobs.
"What exactly is going on? Tell me in detail!"
The Golden War God felt a chill, shouting loudly.