Chapter 1226: Twin Sisters

Chapter 1226: Twin Sisters

How... how could it be a Sheng Wang?

The experts of Ji Yang Zong, from the old ancestors who were Sheng Ren, to the younger generation who were Zhun Sheng, and the elders in Huang Jing, all turned pale simultaneously. Their faces were whiter than a Sheng Ren's, for a Sheng Wang was a level above, a realm they could not withstand.

In sheer horror, the Sheng Wang from the barbarian tribe moved again. He attacked with ferocious brutality, swinging his club to obliterate an entire section of the sky.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

High in the void, blood flowers burst continuously, one after another, staining the entire sky red.

Run!

The Ji Yang Zong experts had no will to fight left; even the Sheng Ren turned and fled.

The Sheng Wang barbarian seemed single-minded, with no intention of letting them escape. He took a single step across the void to block their path, his wolf-tooth club growing massive to ten thousand zhang long, sweeping flat across the sky.

The scene became terrifyingly gruesome.

More than two hundred thousand Ji Yang Zong cultivators were struck down, with over one hundred thousand wiped out in that single blow.

Spare us, senior!

Spare us, senior!

The three Sheng Ren of Ji Yang Zong were terrified, covered in blood, their faces filled with dread. Even united, they couldn't withstand a single Sheng Wang, for that one level difference was like the gap between heaven and earth.

However, the Sheng Wang barbarian acted as if he hadn't heard them.

When he had set out, Man Xiong had already said that Ji Yang Zong's behavior was unacceptable. If they weren't severely crippled, who knew when they might come to trouble the Murong Jia again? This was essentially acting on heaven's behalf.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The Ji Yang Zong experts turned into mist in waves, their primordial spirits unable to escape the calamity.

Ancestor, save me!

Amid the screams, one roar stood out.

It came from a young man with purple hair and white robes, the divine son of Ji Yang Zong. He was caught in the Sheng Wang barbarian's residual force and was now screaming in terror.

Not long ago, he had been arrogant and lecherous, dreaming of destroying the Murong Jia and capturing Murong Xian to vent his desires. In his mind, it had been a wonderful scene.

But the battle he thought was a sure victory had summoned a Sheng Wang, turning that wonderful scene into a bloody feast.

Ancestor, save me!

The Ji Yang divine son was filled with fear, his body ice-cold, as if he were already in hell though not yet dead.

It's all your fault!

The three Sheng Ren of Ji Yang Zong roared in anger, striking down and shattering the heart of the Ji Yang divine son. If not for him, Ji Yang Zong wouldn't have met this fate. Their inheritance of nearly ten thousand years was about to be destroyed because of him.

Scolded so harshly, the Ji Yang divine son's mind collapsed.

Perhaps only now did he truly understand regret, regretting ever provoking the Murong Jia, which had brought such disaster upon his sect.

Boom!

The Sheng Wang barbarian brought his club down, and the Ji Yang divine son turned to ash amid the world-shattering divine power.

The three Sheng Ren of Ji Yang Zong fled desperately, but they couldn't escape their doom. Even their primordial spirits were crushed by the Sheng Wang barbarian and refined into primordial spirit beads, which he absorbed into his body—a secret technique for devouring primordial spirits.

With the fall of the three Ji Yang Zong Sheng Ren, the great battle finally ended.

Looking down, the ground was a bloody mess, thick blood mist shrouding the sky.

The sight was overwhelmingly shocking. Just watching it, the members of the Murong Jia turned pale.

Two hundred thousand cultivators, wiped out in an instant. Today, they had witnessed the true power of a Sheng Wang—he was like a colossal god, unstoppable, making even Sheng Ren bow down.

Let's collect the treasures!

Ye Chen had already rushed over. Scattered everywhere were damaged magical artifacts, still containing essence. Taking them back for the Chaos Shen Ding to devour would make excellent nourishment.

The Murong Jia experts also emerged, excited beyond words.

The Sheng Wang barbarian was welcomed back into the Murong Jia's immortal mountain. After the battle, he was hungry again.

A feast was set up once more, the aroma of wine filling the entire Murong Jia immortal mountain.

It continued until nightfall.

In the midst of the lively gathering, Ye Chen quietly slipped away, taking a step out of the Murong Jia immortal mountain.

He was setting off on his journey again, with many more people to find.

Behind him, Su Xin Er followed, grabbing his sleeve. Her clear, beautiful eyes were slightly red, tears welling up, as if she knew it would be a long time before he returned.

"In the future, I'll take you all home!" Ye Chen smiled but didn't turn back, his figure gradually fading into the starry sky.

Watching his retreating form, tears finally fell from Su Xin Er's eyes. Her memories froze on a moment over a hundred years ago, when they were all in their prime, and a wandering young man had accidentally seen her body.

Man Xiong also came out, glancing at Su Xin Er and sighing.

Though Man Xiong was a burly figure, rough and straightforward, he wasn't ignorant of love. Ye Chen, as the person involved, might not fully understand the emotions, but as an outsider, Man Xiong saw it clearly.

By now, Ye Chen had already entered the starry sky, like a streak of immortal light shooting through.

This was another lonely journey for him alone.

Over the next month, he roamed the Xuan Tian star domain, appearing on ancient stars one after another. He found quite a few reincarnated individuals, some from Nan Bei Chu, and a few from various major forces, though he still hadn't encountered anyone he was extremely familiar with.

On another deep night, he left the Xuan Tian star domain and entered the Hao Yue star domain.

After three days of flight, he spotted an ancient star with life. This star was extraordinarily small, less than one percent the size of Zhu Que star, but it had nurtured many living beings.

Fortunately, he found a reincarnated person there—a demonic beast.

Ye Chen remembered this one clearly: it was Yu Feng, the most resilient participant in the Heavenly Court Xuan character generation competition.

Ye Chen took Yu Feng along, transforming him into human form, restoring his past memories, and placing him in the Chaos Ding. Using various spiritual herbs, he helped Yu Feng cultivate. In just a few days, Yu Feng's cultivation reached the peak of Tian Jing.

Resuming his journey, his luck turned sour. He visited over a dozen ancient stars and traversed millions of li of starry space, but found no more reincarnated individuals, leaving him disappointed.

"This is strange," Ye Chen scratched his head vigorously, feeling frustrated.

"Holy master, pass that secret technique to me, and I'll help you search." From within the Chaos Ding, Yu Feng's voice emerged.

"First, focus on improving your cultivation." Ye Chen smiled.

"I..."

"Stop them." Yu Feng's words were cut off by a shout from the distant starry sky.

Hearing this, Ye Chen looked up and saw two figures speeding through the air.

It was a purple-robed elder and a green-robed young woman, both in a sorry state, especially the purple-robed elder, who was a Zhun Sheng but severely injured, drenched in fresh blood.

Behind them, dozens of figures were in pursuit: three Zhun Sheng and the rest at the peak of Huang Jing.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. He glanced at the purple-robed elder, but his gaze lingered on the green-robed young woman. Her face stirred familiar memories, identical to someone from Da Chu, a face that still pained him whenever he thought of it.

"Not a reincarnated person!" Ye Chen murmured softly, his brows furrowing.

By then, the purple-robed elder and the green-robed young woman had entered this part of the starry sky, stumbling as they went, both heavily wounded.

Their pursuers arrived soon after, each one fierce and murderous, their eyes blood-red with savagery and malice.

Ye Chen moved, positioning himself in front of the purple-robed elder and the green-robed young woman. Without glancing aside, he looked straight at the young woman. "This female daoist friend, do you have a twin sister or a twin brother?"

Ye Chen's question stunned the green-robed young woman. Before she could speak, fresh blood surged from her mouth.

"Surround them." The pursuers arrived, trapping the purple-robed elder, the green-robed young woman, and Ye Chen in this starry space. They sneered, "Didn't expect another accomplice."

Ye Chen ignored them completely, still looking at the green-robed young woman. "Please answer my earlier question."

"Yes." The green-robed young woman staggered but replied, despite her confusion. Then, her eyes turned icy as she gripped her killing sword tightly, glaring at their attackers.

"It's probably Luo Xi," Ye Chen took a deep breath, his face showing joy.

"Hand it over, or you'll know the consequences." As Ye Chen smiled, one of the pursuers—a blood-haired Zhun Sheng—leered at the green-robed young woman with a lewd grin.

"If you have the guts, come and take it." The purple-robed elder, protecting the young woman, snorted coldly. His chaotic vital energy forcibly gathered, and he activated a secret technique, making his aged body youthful again.

"The Shi Xue Zong won't let you get away with this," the young woman said coldly, also forcing her vital energy to converge.

"In that case, we'll send you on your way early." The blood-haired Zhun Sheng's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly struck with a palm.