Chapter 3160: Walking the Dog, I'm a Professional

Boom! Bang! Boom!

In the vast Shen Jie, the rumbling sounds echoed endlessly, each one like a death knell heralding the end of days.

This was the consequence of gods gathering in droves—without a proper brawl, how could they live up to the legends passed down through the ages?

Pfft!

In the Western Starry Sky, a burst of golden blood light exploded as Ye Chen bled for what felt like the umpteenth time. No sooner had he landed than he was ambushed by a hidden supreme being lurking in the void, losing an arm on the spot.

"Extinguish."

"You cannot escape."

"Stay behind."

The gods pursued him with a shared understanding, launching their attacks in unison and shrouding that entire section of the starry sky.

"Extinguish me?"

Ye Chen snorted coldly and used Yong Heng Dun Shen to flee.

Though he escaped, the star domain he left behind suffered greatly. The gods' assaults didn't stop just because he fled; they rained down one after another, devastating the entire area.

Boom! Rumble!

This day was the most chaotic in Shen Jie history, with countless gods joining the battle—some with grudges, others just joining the fun. It was unclear if they truly held a blood feud with Ye Chen or simply couldn't stand seeing a junior grow too powerful; regardless, they showed no signs of stopping until he was dead.

"Walking the dog, I'm a professional."

Ye Chen fought and fled, his tone earnest and reflective.

And he wasn't wrong.

Gaze out into the starry expanse: Ye Chen led the way, the gods chased relentlessly behind, and further back came the supreme beings there to spectate. Wherever he went, they followed, making it all too reminiscent of walking a dog.

Not to mention, he'd taken dog-walking to an unprecedented level—leading a horde of gods on a grand tour across the stars, utterly impressive and refined.

However, the commotion he caused was enormous. Nowhere they passed through remained intact; no section of the starry sky escaped destruction.

It was fortunate that mortals had already fled to the lower realms for safety. If they'd still been around, who knows how many lives would have been lost.

This bunch of beasts was utterly reckless.

At some point, Ye Chen's eyes gleamed. In the distance he could see, a pure land came into view, bathed in Buddha light and resonating with the sound of grand bells.

It was Fo Guo.

True to its reputation as a Buddhist pure land, even from afar, one could hear the Buddha chants, and the star domain was bathed in radiant splendor.

"Made me search so hard."

Ye Chen sneered and stepped across the void, heading straight for the Buddhist pure land. After wandering for so long, he'd been aiming for Fo Guo all along—he had to stir up major chaos there.

"Damn you."

A Luo Fo Zun spotted him and erupted in fury, instantly seeing through Ye Chen's intent. Clearly, he planned to wreak havoc in Fo Guo. With so many supreme beings and gods piling in, the consequences would be disastrous.

Boom!

A Luo Fo Zun stomped down, collapsing a swath of the starry sky as he chased Ye Chen, his Buddha serenity completely shattered.

Ye Chen ignored him, his target clear.

Ahead lay a vast ocean of Nian Li, boundless and immense, obscuring the star domain with radiating Buddha light and solemn chants. The so-called Fo Guo was nestled within.

The Buddhist forbidden zone was indeed extraordinary. To enter Fo Guo, one had to cross that sea of Nian Li.

But this Nian Li was no joke—even gods stepping into it risked being enlightened and transformed. In simple terms, it wasn't for just anyone; entering didn't guarantee leaving.

Such cases were all too common.

From ancient times to now, countless gods had ventured into the Buddhist pure land for a stroll, but those who made it out were few and far between. Some were enlightened into Buddhist followers, others trapped and turned to dust in the bitter sea.

Ye Chen wasn't afraid. Even the Wan Fo Zun Shen couldn't enlighten him, so why fear the sea of Nian Li?

In moments, he stepped into it.

He outright ignored the so-called Nian Li, striding across with lifted feet, over the bitter sea and straight to the other shore. At the end of that shore lay Fo Guo.

Gazing ahead, he saw Zen halls, ancient temples, treasure pagodas, Buddha towers, and statues beyond count, all enveloped in Buddha light. Even the flowers and trees were tinged with chants, while Arhats, Buddhas, and Bodhisattvas were everywhere, all devout Buddhist followers.

Boom!

Ye Chen's step landed, shaking Fo Guo violently. Countless ancient temples collapsed with thunderous roars, and hordes of monks had their Buddha forms shattered.

"You deserve to die."

A Luo Fo Zun charged in, summoning the Zhen Fo Bell, which towered like an eight-thousand-zhang mountain, descending upon Ye Chen.

Ye Chen sneered and used Yong Heng Dun Shen.

"I will cut you down."

The gods swarmed in, filling the sky like divine demons and immortal Buddhas, skipping pleasantries and attacking outright.

Bo Luo Mo Shen was the most aggressive, wielding the Fu Mo Scatter and unleashing supreme divine power to its fullest. Her destructive demonic light swept out in waves, missing Ye Chen but obliterating temples and scattering Buddhas' souls en masse.

"Bo Luo!"

A Luo Fo Zun roared in rage, his eyes blood-red. "If your aim is off, take better care—it's not your territory, so you don't care?"

I truly don't care.

Bo Luo didn't respond, but her expression said it all. Her own Bo Luo Mo Domain had been reduced to ruins—who was she to let Fo Guo stay peaceful? It wasn't fair.

Indeed, it wasn't fair.

Precisely because of that unfairness, Bo Luo went all out. Among the gods, she was the fiercest, demolishing temples and collapsing pagodas left and right.

Of course, not all gods were as unrestrained as her. Some of the more reliable supreme beings focused solely on Ye Chen.

Even so, Fo Guo was in utter misery.

There was no helping it—with so many ruthless figures crammed in and brawling, peace was impossible.

The scene was quite a sight.

What was once Fo Guo had become a zone of chaos, with the sea of Nian Li surging and stained by demonic light and blood aura. From the heavens above, not a single intact temple remained in view—just flying roof tiles, ancient bricks, and scattered statues littering the world.

The serene pure land was now draped in blood, like a crimson monk's robe when seen from the stars.

"A Luo Fo Zun dug quite the pit for himself!"

The spectating supreme beings sighed and clicked their tongues, their hearts trembling just from watching from outside. They could only imagine the mayhem inside Fo Guo.

As the saying goes, karma turns full circle, and heaven spares no one. Fo Guo was a bloody example of that.

"How many years has it been since we last saw Fo Guo in such a state?"

"Is this the legendary retribution?"

"Just wait—Xian Zong and the prison of Luo Hou won't escape either."

"The gods all see it the same way."

The supreme beings gathered, chatting nonstop—some with hands clasped behind their backs, others stroking their beards. They'd figured out Ye Chen's plan: he intended to disrupt all four supreme inheritances.

And reality matched their guess.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ye Chen emerged, dragging his blood-soaked sacred body out of the Buddhist pure land, crossing the void and heading straight north.

"There he goes, toward Xian Zong."

The onlookers' eyes sparkled with excitement.

And sure enough, that's exactly what happened.

That was Ye Chen's plan all along. After chaos in Fo Guo, he had to pay a visit to Xian Zong, and afterward, Luo Hou's prison.

"Where do you think you're going?"

The gods burst out in pursuit, with A Luo Fo Zun at the forefront, the Zhen Fo Bell hovering above his head as he chased most fiercely, any trace of Buddha gentleness gone.

Behind them, the sea of Nian Li was already marred and chaotic, its once serene and pure state tainted with crimson. Fo Guo lay in ruins.

"I will cut you down."

Accompanying A Luo Fo Zun was Xian Zun, a peak quasi-wild supreme being who wasn't foolish. Heading north clearly meant targeting Xian Zong.

With Fo Guo and Bo Luo Mo Domain as precedents, he understood perfectly.

"Catch me, and I'll take your name."

Ye Chen snorted and stepped across the void.

Buzz!

No sooner had he landed than a blade light rushed at him—who knew which expert had struck, but the power was overwhelming, slashing him back in one blow.

Well, that was embarrassing—his dramatic pose ruined.

Ye Chen looked awkward and disheveled. As soon as he steadied himself, the pursuing gods arrived.

The scene that followed was brutally bloody.

When he fought his way out again, only half his body remained, sacred blood flowing and bones exposed, no longer resembling a human form.

Yet, he stuck to his resolve.

Xian Zong was a must-visit—not just to go, but to turn it upside down.

Xian Zong, as the name suggested, was the burial ground of immortals.

Ancient legends spoke of it as the tomb of immortals, interring countless gods and burying endless myths. Few had ever set foot in that forbidden zone.

When Ye Chen arrived, he first saw a sea of immortals, shrouded in mist and brimming with immortal energy. Deep within lay Xian Zong, vast and boundless, larger even than Xuan Huang, exuding ancient desolation.

From the heavens above, Xian Zong's shape resembled a coffin, living up to its name.

"Truly extraordinary."

Ye Chen stepped in, his heart filled with amazement. This sea of immortals wasn't simple; it appeared calm on the surface but hid turbulent undercurrents. In the void, who knew how many array patterns were inscribed—all at the divine level, carrying destructive power. One misstep, and death could come without warning; pitfalls lurked everywhere.

Fortunately, his foundation was strong enough.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Accompanying the rumbles, Xian Zong suffered as well. Mountains and immortal cities collapsed one after another.

Beyond that, there were lives.

Xian Zong had inhabitants, many in self-seal—some suspended in immortal ponds, others fallen into ice coffins. Due to this catastrophe, most perished in their slumber, their blood mist forming a red veil that draped over the immortal land, strikingly vivid from outside.

"Damn you."

Xian Zun raged like a mad god, wielding the Zhen Xian Killing Banner and unleashing waves of immortal light.

"Kill."

As furious as him were A Luo Fo Zun and Bo Luo, equally unsparing on another inheritance's turf. They made as much noise as possible—no one would feel the pain, and only by doing so could they find balance.

The already chaotic Xian Zong became even more tragic, no better off than Fo Guo or Bo Luo Mo Domain—it turned to rubble.

"Refreshing."

The watching supreme beings chuckled with delight, the grand spectacle a feast for the eyes. Long oppressed by the forbidden zones, they finally felt their pent-up frustration release.

"Luo Hou, you're next."

Ye Chen's resounding shout echoed through the universe. After wrecking Fo Guo and disturbing Xian Zong, the final act was the prison of Luo Hou—he had to perform it well.

Awkwardly, Luo Hou was nowhere in sight.

Or rather, he'd already returned to his prison. Knowing trouble was coming, of course he'd gone back to guard it.

"You're not stupid, I'll give you that."

Ye Chen sneered, bursting out of Xian Zong, crossing the sea of immortals, and heading straight for the southern starry sky. He hadn't visited the prison of Luo Hou yet, and since it rivaled Xuan Huang's, he had to make a stop.

Glancing at Bo Luo, A Luo Fo Zun, and Xian Zun, their faces were anything but pleased. In their zeal to chase Ye Chen, they'd overlooked Luo Hou, who had slipped away midway to fortify his domain.

To stir up the prison of Luo Hou.

The three ground their teeth, their own homes destroyed—why should their ally's forbidden zone remain untouched?

Looking at the gods behind them, each one seemed eager for more chaos; where the fight went didn't matter.