Chapter 1522: Where is she!

The night, which should have been peaceful, was far from it.

Thunderous roars filled the sky, shaking the earth itself.

The cultivators who had gone to observe the Wang Chuan Forbidden Zone were all startled, their faces filled with astonishment as they surged forward like a tide.

Ye Chen followed the thunderous sounds, racing ahead at full speed.

Once the booms faded, he came to a stop in mid-air.

What he saw was a blood-soaked figure impaled on a war spear in the void.

It was the Hei Pao Tian Mo, slain by Hong Chen.

Even in death, the Hei Pao Tian Mo's face was one of sheer terror, his eyes bulging and pupils contracted.

He had died a gruesome death, utterly humiliated, cut down without ever fighting back.

Ye Chen scanned the surroundings but saw no sign of Hong Chen.

He extended his hand, reaching toward the Hei Pao Tian Mo.

This was the body of a Zhun Di-level expert; if refined into a Yin Ming Death General, it would be incredibly powerful.

However, he had underestimated the might of a Zhun Di. Even in death, its baleful aura and dignity remained, and as his hand touched that aura, it was pierced, his bones fracturing.

He quickly withdrew his hand, invoking the Chaos Dao principles to suppress the killing qi that had invaded his body.

"Heavens! A Zhun Di." Cultivators who had rushed over upon hearing the noise arrived, and upon seeing the Hei Pao Tian Mo, they were shocked to the point of nearly falling from the sky. The bloody scene left many faces pale.

"What happened? A Zhun Di was actually slain." Shocked voices rose one after another.

"Which clan's Zhun Di is this? Who killed him?" Those who had arrived used secret techniques to examine the scene. "No wonder the commotion was so great. To kill a Zhun Di, the opponent must also be at Zhun Di level."

As they spoke, some powerful figures stepped into that space, intending to claim the Zhun Di's body.

Their fate was easy to imagine. None of them even touched the Hei Pao Tian Mo before being crushed by the baleful aura, their blood and bones splattering. Many died on the spot, their bodies exploding and their yuan shen dissipating.

Sounds of sharp intakes of breath echoed immediately, and the onlookers retreated abruptly, their expressions shocked.

This proved that a Zhun Di was a fearsome existence, not something anyone could casually violate.

The bloody example was right before their eyes—look if you want, but don't get any ideas.

A breeze blew by, and the Hei Pao Tian Mo's Zhun Di body turned to ashes, along with the black war spear, reducing everything to dust and putting an end to any ill intentions.

Ye Chen frowned and silently withdrew from the crowd, his thoughts racing.

He still didn't know how Tian Mo had come to the Zhu Tian Wan Yu or through what channel.

Moreover, Hong Chen and Liu Dao seemed like guardians of the Zhu Tian Wan Yu; whenever a Tian Mo appeared, they followed, lacking any divine intelligence but acting on instinct: to slaughter Tian Mo.

Another thing he couldn't figure out was Hong Chen's cultivation level.

In just two hundred years, how had he advanced from a Saint to a Zhun Di?

After all, the youngest Zhun Di in the Zhu Tian Wan Yu was over three thousand years old. Compared to Hong Chen, even Jiu Xiao Zhen Ren was far behind, let alone other Zhun Di. People really can't be compared.

Many puzzles remained unsolved, now shrouded in even more mystery. Regrettably, he had failed to catch up with Hong Chen this time.

"I wonder where Hong Chen Xue and Chu Ling Yu are." Under the moonlight, he murmured softly. Those two devoted women were searching for Hong Chen, but now that Hong Chen had appeared, they were nowhere to be seen.

With a helpless sigh, he increased his speed, heading straight toward Ling Shan to find Shi Jia.

A Zhun Di has been slain!

This news spread like wings, flying in all directions.

Xi Mo erupted in an uproar, causing a massive sensation.

Zhong Zhou, Dong Huang, Xi Mo, and Nan Yu soon received the news and sent people to investigate.

Killing a Zhun Di was incredibly difficult; this matter was too strange.

As the main figure in this event, Hong Chen was like a ghost, wandering to the outskirts of the Wang Chuan Forbidden Zone.

He remained as wooden as ever, silently gazing at Wang Chuan, then stiffly uttered words.

"Where is she!"

With that single sentence, the waters of Wang Chuan stirred, creating towering waves.

Then, a powerful Di Wei spread outward from Wang Chuan as its center, like an invisible hand sweeping across the heavens and earth. Everywhere it passed, great mountains and peaks turned to dust.

Xi Mo grew restless again, with cries of alarm rising.

Three years ago, Jing Yu didn't know what madness seized it, unleashing Di Wei and causing many disasters.

Three years later, Wang Chuan was acting up too, its extreme Di Wei even surpassing that of Jing Yu.

However, when the world-shattering Di Wei swept over Hong Chen, it was like a gentle breeze, only stirring his white hair and brushing off the dust on his shoulders, without shaking his body at all.

Ji Ning Shuang in Wang Chuan stared in a daze, her jade-like lips parted slightly.

"How... how could it be Hong Chen?"

"Where is she!"

Hong Chen spoke again, his words flat but powerful enough to disperse the Di Wei.

"Defying heaven to change fate—your mission is laughable." From the depths of Wang Chuan, a ethereal voice echoed, seeming to come from a distant era, ancient and hoarse, carrying a hint of sorrow.

Hong Chen did not respond. He slowly turned and left, coming quickly and departing silently.

But in the moment before he left, his wooden eyes glanced toward Ji Ning Shuang in Wang Chuan.

One could see that in that instant, his eyes were filled with confusion—not just toward her, but also toward the child in her womb. Yet, after that instant, the confusion vanished, and his eyes became empty once more.

He was gone, but she remained in Wang Chuan, clutching her lower abdomen as waves of intense pain struck. The heavenly tribulation was tormenting her child, seeking to erase it as punishment for her parents' defiance of the heavens.

It was nearly dawn when Ye Chen arrived at a new ancient city.

The city was buzzing with discussions, mostly about last night's events—the slaying of a Zhun Di and the Di Wei from Wang Chuan.

These two pieces of news had temporarily made people forget about the Huang Gu Sheng Ti and Lei Ting Zhan Ti.

Ye Chen ignored the chatter and performed the Zhou Tian Evolution, but he couldn't divine the reincarnated person.

He came quickly and left just as swiftly, leaving no trace.

He departed through a teleportation array, his destination clear: Ling Shan.

For the next two days, he was constantly on the move.

On the third day at dawn, he finally reached the ancient city closest to Ling Shan: Xi Mo Ancient City.

This city was something of a symbol in Xi Mo, with a Fo Di stone statue standing tall, accepting the kneeling worship of the people. The collective faith made it seem almost alive, as if Fo Di still existed in the world.

Perhaps because it was near Ling Shan, or due to the Dharma teachings there, the city was more prosperous than usual, drawing many cultivators, including powerful ones, to listen to the teachings.

Since stepping into Xi Mo's lands, Ye Chen's eyes shone brightly for the first time—this city had a reincarnated person.

He pushed through the bustling crowd, ignoring the street vendors' calls, and arrived at a teahouse.

The teahouse was filled with groups of cultivators. A bearded man was talking loudly, spitting as he spoke, his words captivating and drawing many listeners, all gossiping eagerly.

Ye Chen glanced around and recognized the man.

His name was Si Tu Hai, a former elder of the Si Tu family in Nan Chu Xi Shu, someone he had met once before.

In terms of seniority, Si Tu Hai was Si Tu Nan's uncle.

With a slight smile, Ye Chen stepped forward and grabbed the still-chattering Si Tu Hai, carrying him away.

Eh? Eh? Eh?

Not just Si Tu Hai, but the listeners too, all shouting in surprise.

I was in the middle of my story, and you all were listening so intently—who are you? Where did you come from?

Ye Chen didn't say a word and tossed out a storage bag.

"This tea is on me, fellow daoists."

"Are we short on money?" Some accepted the yuan stones and felt pleased, while others with fiery tempers roared, "You've ruined my fun—unbelievable!"

Ye Chen wasn't having it. He pulled out the Da Shen Whip and turned back.

He had tried to smooth things over with some money to avoid trouble, but someone just had to stir it up.

Screams erupted as the cursers were knocked down one by one.

Now, the world was quiet. Ye Chen left under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

That guy sure knows how to put on a show!

Many swallowed hard, buried their heads in their tea, and felt a chill.

Among those beaten were not a few Saint-level experts, taken down in one go. Just thinking about it, they knew Ye Chen was formidable, a real force to be reckoned with. Good thing they hadn't stuck their necks out.

Si Tu Hai had quieted down too, forcing a smile that looked worse than a cry.

"Senior, why have you grabbed me?"

"Of course, for something good." Ye Chen flashed his white teeth and flicked out a ray of immortal light.

A domineering scream rang out, startling the pedestrians on the street.

By the time they looked, Si Tu Hai had already been stuffed into the Hun Dun Ding.

Yan Long, who was in seclusion in the ding, was awakened and glanced at Si Tu Hai. Though he didn't recognize him, he knew he was a reincarnated person—probably some kind of fool.

Ye Chen peered into the ding and then summoned the Xian Huo, Tian Lei, and Sheng Ti essence.

Si Tu Hai's cultivation wasn't high, only at the Huang Jing level, and from an ordinary bloodline. Since he'd found him, Ye Chen naturally wanted to help boost him. That way, when he met Si Tu Nan later, they could have a good chat.

"Hurry, hurry! The Lei Ting Zhan Ti has arrived, the Lei Ting Zhan Ti has arrived." Midway, a howl echoed from somewhere, resounding through Xi Mo Ancient City and instantly boiling the already noisy streets.

"Outside Ling Shan, the Zhan Ti has appeared and is being blocked. He's currently battling the Yao Clan Crown Prince."

"We've waited so long for this." The crowd surged like the sea, all rushing toward the city's teleportation array. "Lei Ting Zhan Ti versus the Yao Clan Crown Prince—this battle will be spectacular."

"Timing is everything." Ye Chen's eyes gleamed as he dashed toward the teleportation array, moving like a bolt of lightning.