Above the small town, waves of fervent cheers resounded.
Ye Chen's arrival had directly resolved all the crises on the King's Ancient Path.
Although the four Demigod-level demonic beasts were not yet dead, they were utterly helpless against Ye Chen.
Having reached the Demigod realm, they had developed spiritual intelligence and naturally sensed the invincible, irresistible feeling Ye Chen gave them. They all trembled uncontrollably, not daring to resist.
Inside and outside the city, countless figures looked up at the heroic, upright figure standing tall in the high sky. Especially after learning his identity, they were filled with fiery admiration, as if facing a supreme deity.
They simply didn't know that this Saint they regarded as a deity had slaughtered more than one of their kind.
However, within the city, there was also a graceful figure who looked at the heroic figure with waves of excitement, but her expression dimmed after a moment.
All that remained was a soft, melancholic sigh.
Resolving the demonic beast threat was merely a trivial matter for Ye Chen. Moreover, he then spoke up, raising an even more astonishing topic: "Which of you wishes to return to the Tian Du Continent?"
The entire city fell silent!
Everyone was directly stunned, frozen in place.
Then, many became excited. The Thirteenth Prince and Princess Hong Rong, their eyes sparkling with pleasant surprise, couldn't help but ask, "Ye Chen, what are you saying?"
For these people, the infants and young children born in recent years were one thing, but for the majority, although the primitive town on the King's Ancient Path was safe, allowing them to live and work in peace, fall in love, and escape the pursuit of forces from the myriad realms aside from the demonic beasts...
No matter what, in truth, the Tian Du Continent was their true homeland, something they could never forget.
Over these years, it was precisely because they longed to return to the Tian Du Continent day and night that the vast majority of them had persisted in cultivation, hoping that one day they could return to the Tian Du Continent, their homeland.
Now, with Ye Chen's words, that hope seemed to be coming true.
Sensing their agitated emotions, Ye Chen sighed softly, then spoke: "As long as everyone is willing, I can lead you all back to the Tian Du Continent."
"Is this true?"
Although many were excited and filled with joy, they also felt apprehension and disbelief.
Because over a decade ago, the complete formation of the interdimensional passage and the descent of powerful experts from the myriad realms had completely scattered the strong of the Tian Du Continent.
The experts of the Slaying the Heavens Alliance had died, been injured, or fled for their lives. These selected seeds of the younger generation had been sent onto this King's Ancient Path, living and cultivating in a foreign land.
Those experts were so powerful; had they all left?
Looking at their hesitant, uncertain expressions, Ye Chen offered them a smile, giving them confidence: "Rest assured, the Tian Du Academy Head, the Martial God Hall Master, and other Divine Spirits are still there. Not all the experts of the Slaying the Heavens Alliance have perished; a good portion survived and are living well now."
Upon hearing this, many shed tears of excitement. After waiting twelve or thirteen years, could they finally return home?
Was the fighting all over?
Witnessing this scene, Ye Chen sighed gently. Then, the Thirteenth Prince and Princess Hong Rong appeared by his side. At the same time, a graceful, lovely figure also emerged—it was Vivian from the past.
Now looking at Ye Chen, her beautiful eyes shimmered with tears as she said excitedly, "Big Brother Ye Chen!"
Twelve years had passed. Vivian had grown even more graceful and beautiful, her figure outstandingly slender, her pure face now graced with a touch of mature charm, making her even more stunningly attractive.
Seeing Vivian, Ye Chen also felt happy. He stepped forward proactively and said with a smile, "Vivian, long time no see. After a few years, you've truly become much more beautiful."
"Really?"
Vivian's eyes sparkled with excited brilliance, radiant and stunning, causing even Ye Chen to pause briefly before nodding and affirming, "I don't speak falsehoods."
"Thank you, Big Brother Ye Chen!"
Hearing this, Vivian became even happier. However, Princess Hong Rong beside her let out a soft sigh. This infatuated girl...
Ye Chen subtly retreated a small step without a trace, nodding with a smile: "Vivian, let's meet again when we have time. I still have some matters to attend to and need to leave for a bit."
Vivian's eyes immediately dimmed considerably. Her tone carried a hint of pleading as she whispered softly, "Big Brother Ye Chen, can't you really stay a little longer?"
Ye Chen shook his head with a smile. "There will be opportunities in the future. Everyone, let's leave it at that for now."
Whoosh—
Ye Chen vanished into thin air.
Looking at Vivian's dimmed eyes, Princess Hong Rong stepped forward, gently embracing the woman's soft, boneless waist, holding her close to comfort her.
She knew that over these years, many young talents had pursued Vivian, including some true prodigies comparable to the Thirteenth Prince, who had confessed their love.
Yet, Vivian had always politely declined all suitors, maintaining a certain distance from all men, keeping relations neither too close nor too distant.
She understood that deep in the young woman's heart, a figure remained deeply imprinted, an imprint that had not faded over a dozen years. On the contrary, with the passage of time, it had only grown more profound.
That person was Ye Chen!
It was just a pity—the maiden had feelings, but the gentleman was indifferent.
After leaving the primitive town, Ye Chen sighed softly. How could he not know of Vivian's feelings? It was just that he already had many beauties by his side and couldn't bear to be overly affectionate, hurting an innocent girl.
After departing the primitive town, Ye Chen traversed the sky, arriving in a desolate region within a few steps.
This was precisely the area where Old Yan had relocated the entire Luo Feng City in the past.
Ordinary experts, even average Saints, would find it difficult to detect. But Ye Chen's Spiritual Sense surpassed that of ordinary Saints, and he was also familiar with Old Yan's aura. His eyes flickered with glazed golden flames as he quickly located Luo Feng City's position.
In his eyes, a vast, magnificent light curtain was reflected, shaped like an inverted bowl covering an area of a hundred li.
He directly acted, opening the light curtain and entering. A familiar small city immediately came into view—it was Luo Feng City.
Looking at this familiar small city, unchanged after over a decade, with many commoners living and working in peace within.
Under Ye Chen's powerful Spiritual Sense, everything was reflected in his sea of consciousness.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically. His figure directly appeared standing above the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.
But under his Spiritual Sense, the City Lord's Mansion held no familiar auras, only the auras of many strangers.
Including the entire small world, even the entire ancient path, there was not the slightest trace of the Ye Clan's aura.
Everything was gone.