Chapter 752
Myriad petals flew, accompanied by blood shooting forth.
Everyone’s gazes were fixed on the scene. Every person’s face was pale, the terror in their eyes impossible to suppress.
Above the void, petals flew past the six sect leaders. Each time they flew past, they brought out streaks of blood. The blood was gorgeous and bloody, beautiful in the void, stimulating to the eyes.
Who could have imagined that six mighty emperors would meet such an end? Amidst the flying petals, they were covered in wounds, blood drops falling.
Xiang Chunan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of excitement, his face flushed with excitement. How could he have imagined that Brother Ye Chu, whom he had spent so much time with daily, was this strong? Even such high and mighty opponents were helpless in his hands.
“Ah…”
The six emperors screamed repeatedly, constantly retreating, wanting to flee. At this moment, they had no fighting spirit left. This youth was too strong, so strong that they could not withstand him. No matter what terrifying intent they mobilised, as soon as the opponent’s energy swept over, it could completely shatter their intent realm.
Those petals formed by interweaving textures were like tangible sharp swords flying toward them.
They could only flee, their figures leaping, even disregarding the petals flying into their bodies.
Ye Chu looked at their appearance, the disdain at the corner of his mouth growing thicker. Although he was also only at the Profound Ancient Realm, he was absolutely not someone these people could compare to. It was like two people, one a noble, one a commoner. How could these be compared?
If they were emperors who possessed laws, Ye Chu would still worry. But they were only emperors who possessed intent realms. Even if three more came, he would not fear.
An emperor possessing the weakest law could fight three emperors. How terrifying was his own law? How could these people shake him? Even if they had Sun-Moon weapons, it was useless.
Seeing the six people wanting to flee, Ye Chu flew out, one palm strike for each person, extremely fast. This palm strike pressed down directly on their chests. The six people endured Ye Chu’s heavy blows and all fell onto the mountain.
Ye Chu landed beside them. The Soul Devouring Yuan Transformation Method erupted out. The six people’s yuan spirits all transformed into essence, condensing into pill grains in his hand. For Ye Chu, their essence naturally could not help him much, but for other cultivators, this was top-grade medicinal pills.
The six emperors turned into dried corpses lying straight there. The cultivators remaining on the mountain all had trembling legs. They had counted on the six sect leaders to deal with this youth. But this youth destroyed the six almost effortlessly.
This was too inconceivable. What kind of figures were the six sect leaders? They had personally witnessed the six sect leaders shattering hills with a raise of their hands. But now…
Everyone looked at Ye Chu with cold sweat flowing, trembling as they gazed at Ye Chu, afraid he would act against them. Against such a person, what could they use to resist?
“Within half an hour, all of you leave this mountain. Those who remain, die.”
One sentence, and everyone showed joy. They could not care about anything else, rolling and crawling down the mountain.
Xiang Chunan watched these people leave and excitedly ran up the mountain. He came to the side of the six emperor dried corpses and picked up the Sun-Moon weapons on the ground. These few spears had cost who knew how many gold-pecking bird beaks. Among them were contributions from their Xiang Family Village people.
Ye Chu looked at Xiang Chunan like this, smiled and said, “Gold-pecking bird beaks are good things, but these few spears are quite a failure. At most they count as third-grade Sun-Moon weapons. These spears should perhaps be smelted and reforged to be worthy of the gold-pecking bird beaks’ value.”
Xiang Chunan excitedly gripped the spears in his hand. In his eyes, such weapons were already very satisfying.
Ye Chu did not bother with him and picked up the things the six emperors had dropped on the ground.
“Young master’s great kindness, this old man finds hard to repay.” Xiang Fu climbed up. With a thud, he knelt before Ye Chu, old tears flowing, constantly kowtowing to Ye Chu.
Ye Chu quickly stepped to the side, unwilling to accept Xiang Fu’s great courtesy. Yang Hui, seeing this, also hurried forward to help Xiang Fu up. “Village chief, get up. For young master, this is merely a slight effort.”
“For young master this is a slight effort, but for our Xiang family, it is a heaven-sent kindness. Without young master, our generation could not return to the ancestral land.” An Fu and a group of elderly people knelt on the ground, insisting on kowtowing to Ye Chu to express thanks.
Xiang Chunan and the others, seeing this, also knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Ye Chu together with Xiang Fu.
“Everyone, get up.” Ye Chu said to the Witch Clan crowd. “If you want to express thanks, wait until you see the ancestral land. Let’s go, first climb to the peak of Xia Mountain.”
Under Yang Hui’s constant pulling, Xiang Fu finally got up. He wiped the tear traces on his weathered face, his body trembling, and excitedly walked step by step toward the mountain peak.
“Ancestors, the Witch Clan is finally returning.” Xiang Fu was incomparably excited inside.
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A group of people, led by Xiang Fu, walked toward the peak of Xia Mountain. The crowd did not take too much time to reach the summit. On the summit, apart from a huge green stone, there was nothing else.
“The once glorious Witch Clan has also become like this in the long river of history. What in the world can resist the power of time?” Ye Jingyun blew the wind on the mountain top, looking at the somewhat lonely summit, and could not help sighing.
Ye Chu took a deep breath and also could not help sighing. Human power was ultimately limited. No one could resist time. No matter how glorious an existence was back then, in the end it would be erased. Only gods were truly eternal existences, capable of eternal life.
Thinking of the countless cultivators throughout history who lived for eternal life, not even excluding supremes, Ye Chu had even more complex emotions in his heart.
“Young Master Ye Chu, our clan’s ancestral land is not above Xia Mountain, but below Xia Mountain.” Xiang Fu suddenly said. “Even if time leaves no trace, I believe our ancestral land is still there.”
This sentence made Ye Jingyun and Tan Miaotong both turn their gazes toward him. Tan Miaotong suddenly opened her rosy lips and said, “My father once told me that the Witch Clan is skilled at building underground palaces. Could this be true?”
The Tan family had wanted to build an underground palace back then, but failed in the end. This was his father’s lament. He had also said that if they could obtain the Witch Clan’s techniques, it would be easy. His father said the Witch Clan could build underground palaces like heavenly palaces. One could completely not feel the dampness and cold of the underground. Instead, it was more refreshing and warm, like spring all year round.
How difficult it was to achieve this. Back then, the Tan family had been unable to do this and let the matter drop.
“Passed down through generations of our clan, below Xia Mountain is our clan’s ancestral land.” Xiang Fu answered.
“But even if there is an ancestral land underground, we cannot enter.” Ye Chu said to Xiang Fu. “Or do you have a means to enter?”
Xiang Fu did not answer Ye Chu, but instead instructed Xiang Chunan, “Xiang Chunan, look around everywhere and see if there is a star-shaped depression on the green stone.”
Although Xiang Chunan did not know what Xiang Fu was doing, he still nodded and instructed the clan members to start searching everywhere.