'Gone to relax?
The situation seems a bit off. If he went to relax, how could he stay out for so long?
Something must have happened.
In all these years, have you not sent out people to look for the Holy Son?
Are you not concerned about the Holy Son's life or death?'
The clan chieftain's tone turned icy, clearly angry.
'Chief, please calm your anger!
Over the years, we have dispatched many members to quietly enter the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds to search for the Holy Son's whereabouts, scouring almost every world, but we never found any trace of him.'
A Flying Sky Yin Monkey Tribe elder quickly stepped forward to answer.
In truth, over the years, the tribe's higher-ups had indeed sent many clan members secretly into the various worlds of the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds to search for that Holy Son. But they had no way of knowing that the Holy Son had suffered an incident within the Hongmeng Continent, been buried underground, later managed to reemerge, only to be subdued by Ye Yunfei and turned into a slave, remaining confined within the Phantom Tower all this time.
'It seems the Holy Son has indeed met with mishap.
Hmph!
I’d like to see which world or faction in the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds dares to provoke our Flying Sky Yin Monkey Tribe.'
The chieftain's expression was extremely grim.
'However, Chieftain, you needn't worry too much. The Holy Son's Soul Lantern still burns, which means he retains vitality and has not perished.
Moreover, there’s another matter. In the past, most worlds in the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds were low-level, and our tribe's strong experts could not enter many of them, so we could only send weaker clansmen to search for the Holy Son.
Now it’s different. Now, most worlds in the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds have become advanced; Heavenly Emperor-level experts can freely come and go through most worlds.'
The elder beside him said.
'Good. Immediately dispatch some strong members into the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds. No matter what, we must bring the Holy Son back.'
The chieftain nodded.
'Take this drop of Blood Essence.
I have cast a spell on it. Within a certain distance, it can sense the Holy Son’s presence and react to the bloodline within his body.'
The chieftain flicked his finger, sending a drop of blood to float before the elder.
'Also, have the tribe’s Deity Realm experts prepare. If needed, they are to immediately set out to retrieve the Holy Son.'
The chieftain added.
'Rest assured, Chieftain. I know what to do.'
The elder nodded in acknowledgment.
'By the way, Chieftain, the Nether King once sent word for you to seek him out after exiting seclusion.
I suspect the Nether King wishes to discuss with you the current situation in the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds.
The Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds seem to have plunged into an era of chaos.
Moreover, beings from the Main World have already come forth and are roaming the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds.'
The elder said.
'Oh?
Beings from the Main World have emerged?
Good, I’ll go see the Nether King now!'
The chieftain was somewhat surprised, then took a step forward. His form, radiating terrifying energy, vanished without a trace.
Vermilion Bird Realm, Tianpeng City, inside the Phantom Tower.
Ye Yunfei continued his seclusion cultivation.
During this period, Ye Yunfei focused mainly on cultivating the Nine Palaces Totem Wheel and the Myriad Swords Return to One Great Art.
The Nine Palaces Totem Wheel was a technique Ye Yunfei had obtained in his previous life while exploring a ruins; it was only in this life that he began formally cultivating it.
Thus, Ye Yunfei did not know the upper limits of the Nine Palaces Totem Wheel—exactly how powerful it might be at its highest realm.
The Nine Divine Beasts continuously devoured the cultivation resources piled around them. Mountain after mountain of resources vanished, transformed into nourishment in the stomachs of the Nine Divine Beasts.
But the amount of resources Ye Yunfei now possessed was truly immense; at this point, at least half remained!
The auras of the Nine Divine Beasts continuously soared!
Clang, clang...
Ye Yunfei paid no heed to the Nine Divine Beasts, focusing solely on tempering his sword energy, cultivating the Myriad Swords Return to One Great Art.
One thousand five hundred swords unified!
After a period of tempering, Ye Yunfei achieved the realm of one thousand five hundred swords unified!
'Still far from enough!
Next, the enemies I face may well be Deity Realm experts!
My current strength falls far short!'
A sense of urgency filled Ye Yunfei’s heart as he continued cultivating sword techniques frenziedly.
One thousand six hundred swords unified!
One thousand seven hundred swords unified!
One thousand eight hundred swords unified!
...
Two thousand swords unified!
As time flowed, Ye Yunfei’s sword path level continuously rose.
Within the Sword Tomb, Ye Yunfei had obtained the sword path legacies of over a thousand Heavenly Emperors. Each of those Heavenly Emperors was a master of the sword path. After receiving so many legacies, Ye Yunfei’s foundation in the sword path was already extraordinarily deep.
Moreover, Ye Yunfei possessed two Soul Bodies, and his talent and comprehension far surpassed those of ordinary beings. Cultivating sword techniques thus yielded twice the result with half the effort!
Beyond that, Ye Yunfei had acquired a large batch of Sword Crystals within the Sword Tomb, and even now, those crystals had not been fully consumed; a portion remained.
These Sword Crystals held great effect, for swordsmen they were precious cultivation resources!
Inside the Phantom Tower.
Roughly five years later.
Rumble...
Suddenly, powerful energy auras erupted from within the massive bodies of the Nine Divine Beasts, sweeping out in all directions, terrifyingly intense.
'The Nine Divine Beasts have all broken through simultaneously; they now all possess battle power at the Heavenly Emperor level!'
Sensing the energy auras emanating from the Nine Divine Beasts, Ye Yunfei couldn’t help but rejoice.
This meant Ye Yunfei now possessed nine Heavenly Emperor-level combatants!
Strictly speaking, of course, these Nine Divine Beasts were akin to a part of Ye Yunfei’s own body!
Ye Yunfei’s own realm was also that of Heavenly Emperor.
This was essentially equivalent to Ye Yunfei possessing the combat power of ten Heavenly Emperors!
He could absolutely overwhelm most Heavenly Emperors in the world!
'Right now, I’ve reached the realm of three thousand swords unified!'
Ye Yunfei flicked his hand, and a sword light hovered before him, suspended quietly there, emitting an aura that sent chills down one's spine.
'My sword path level still falls a bit short; continue cultivating sword techniques!'
Ye Yunfei was not satisfied.
Henceforth, Ye Yunfei continued cultivating sword techniques.
Unnoticed, another five years passed.
'My swordsmanship has reached the realm of five thousand swords unified!
Against ordinary perfected Heavenly Emperors, I should be able to execute an instant kill now!'
Ye Yunfei said slowly.
'However, it seems my sword path has reached a bottleneck state. Continuing cultivation will hardly yield a breakthrough. For this session of cultivation, it’s time to temporarily stop here.'
Ye Yunfei halted his cultivation and stood up.
Subsequently, Ye Yunfei left the Phantom Tower, emerging outside.
'Fei'er, you’ve finally exited seclusion.'
Not long after Ye Yunfei emerged, Tianpeng and Miao Ziqiong came to see him.
'Where’s Xiao Fei?'
Under the sweep of Ye Yunfei’s Soul Power perception, he found Xiao Fei was not in Tianpeng City and casually inquired.
'Xiao Fei was summoned by the Vermilion Bird King. Apparently, a guest of exceedingly noble status personally named her and wanted to meet her.'
Miao Ziqiong replied.
'A guest of exceedingly noble status personally named her and wanted to meet her?'
Ye Yunfei was taken aback.
'Not good!
Lord City Lord, Lady City Lord, it seems Xiao Fei has been detained!'
Suddenly, a maidservant-dressed girl hurriedly arrived before Tianpeng and Miao Ziqiong, panicking as she spoke.