"Yes, I definitely returned to rescue you."
Ye Yunfei landed in front of the Seventh Holy Son and nodded in reply.
Although this Seventh Holy Son had originally been subdued by Ye Yunfei using a Soul Power secret technique and turned into a slave, Ye Yunfei had later helped him become the master of the Netherworld. From that point on, his interests, future, and even his life had become inextricably linked to Ye Yunfei. Thus, even if Ye Yunfei did not use Soul Power techniques to control him now, he was bound to be Ye Yunfei's loyal subordinate.
After all, once he lost Ye Yunfei's protection, he would certainly be killed by the pursuit of the Great Netherworld.
"Rest assured. Since I have returned, you are safe now."
Ye Yunfei spoke lightly and waved his hand, sending forth a thick beam of sword light that struck the thick, black chains binding the Seventh Holy Son.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
To Ye Yunfei's surprise, he actually needed to strike five or six consecutive blows to completely sever all the black chains on the Seventh Holy Son's body.
"Master, these chains are treasures of the Great Netherworld, specifically used to bind a living being's flesh and Soul Body. They are incredibly hard and unyielding."
The Seventh Holy Son, now freed, noticed Ye Yunfei examining the broken black chains and quickly explained.
"I see."
Ye Yunfei nodded.
"How are you feeling now?"
Ye Yunfei assessed the Seventh Holy Son with his senses and discovered he was extremely weak, seemingly lacking even the strength to stand.
"Master, my foundational vitality has been almost completely drained."
The Seventh Holy Son said. "If those bastards from the Great Netherworld weren't planning to use me against you, Master, they would have utterly destroyed me long ago."
"Hmm, don't worry. I can heal your injuries."
Ye Yunfei said.
"Thank you, Master!"
"By the way, Master, my Flying Sky Yin Monkey Tribe has suffered heavy casualties. Half of our clan has surrendered to the Great Netherworld. The other half, led by the Grand Patriarch, have fled into the void within our ancestral land and their whereabouts are unknown."
The Seventh Holy Son said dejectedly. "Of our tribe, only a small portion is likely still imprisoned within the Netherworld now."
The Flying Sky Yin Monkey Tribe, originally a major clan belonging to the Netherworld and a hegemonic force since ancient times, had now utterly declined.
"Don't worry. As long as you remain, the Flying Sky Yin Monkey Tribe will continue to exist. Moreover, it will flourish again in the future."
Ye Yunfei said comfortingly.
After all, the Flying Sky Yin Monkey Tribe's current dire straits were partly due to their connection with him.
"Alright, don't concern yourself with anything for now. I'll first refine some pills to heal your injuries."
Ye Yunfei said. He then sent the Seventh Holy Son into the Phantom Tower and manifested a Clone. Taking out the pill furnace he had obtained from the Illusory Secret Realm, he began refining pills capable of healing the Seventh Holy Son.
Ye Yunfei was now capable of refining Demigod-grade pills, while the Seventh Holy Son's current strength was merely at the Initial Golden Immortal level. The healing pills he required were of a relatively lower grade, which Ye Yunfei could refine with ease.
Not long after, Ye Yunfei had refined a large batch of pills suitable for the Seventh Holy Son's recovery.
"After consuming and refining these pills, your foundational vitality should be restored, allowing you to return to your former realm and strength."
Ye Yunfei handed all the pills he had refined to the Seventh Holy Son.
"Thank you, Master!"
After receiving the healing pills, the Seventh Holy Son immediately went into seclusion within the Phantom Tower to cultivate and treat his injuries.
It was at this moment.
"Brat surnamed Ye! Come here and die!"
The five Heavenly Immortals from the Great Netherworld had charged into the Netherworld, discovered Ye Yunfei's location, and were rushing over with murderous intent.
"Very good. I was just planning to settle the score with you five. How considerate of you to deliver yourselves to my doorstep."
Ye Yunfei slowly turned around to look at the five charging Heavenly Immortals from the Great Netherworld and spoke coldly.
"Brat surnamed Ye! Don't be so arrogant! Today marks the end of your life!"
The five Heavenly Immortals from the Great Netherworld, clustered around that pitch-black infant statue, surged forward and quickly arrived before Ye Yunfei, confronting him.
"Be careful. That infant statue seems to contain a very powerful and strange energy. I sense it must contain a Clone or a Soul Power imprint of a formidable expert."
Hun Lao immediately assessed the black infant statue and transmitted a message to warn Ye Yunfei.
"Don't worry. Only if it were a Clone of a Deity would I flee in disarray. The energy hidden within that statue seems to be at the Demigod level. Although it is strong, I should still be able to handle it."
Ye Yunfei replied.
"We request the Eighth Temple King to take action! Kill this brat surnamed Ye!"
The five Heavenly Immortals from the Great Netherworld shouted simultaneously.
Boom…
An eerie and powerful energy erupted from the infant statue, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently.
"Heh heh heh… Ye Yunfei of the Three Thousand Major and Minor Worlds. I've heard your name before. Now that I've laid eyes on you, you are indeed quite impressive. At such a young age, you have made a name for yourself. A rare young genius. But you must understand one thing, youngster. This world is never lacking in geniuses; what it truly lacks are geniuses who can grow to their full potential. You are too arrogant, destined not to go far. I will personally strangle this so-called young genius today. Strangling geniuses is something I find rather amusing."
The black infant statue now seemed to have fully come to life. It exuded thick black fog, and black chains of laws materialized from the void around it, slowly dragging and clattering.
"So it's a Clone of a Perfected Demigod. Roughly equivalent to a Initial Demigod."
Ye Yunfei sensed the energy aura of the black infant and thought to himself.
"Although its energy is only equivalent to a Initial Demigod, remember it is after all a Clone of a Perfected Demigod. It will definitely possess the combat experience, awareness, techniques, secret arts, and a profound understanding of various laws of a Perfected Demigod. This will be a very tricky opponent. So you absolutely must not underestimate it."
Hun Lao said to Ye Yunfei.
"Don't worry, I won't take it lightly. I'm planning to use this fellow for a good training session, to see how I fare in my current overall strength against such a formidable opponent."
Seeing the black infant approaching step by step, Ye Yunfei replied.
"Several elders, please step back. This is a Demigod-level expert."
Ye Yunfei said to The Farmer and the other villagers.
The Farmer and these villagers had been following behind Ye Yunfei.
"Alright, we'll move farther away so you don't need to worry about protecting us."
The Farmer nodded, then led the other villagers to retreat a considerable distance, leaving Ye Yunfei alone.
Boom…
As soon as The Farmer and the others had withdrawn, the black infant suddenly and violently attacked, launching a ferocious assault against Ye Yunfei.