The Follow-Up!

See me?

Are they here to protest?

Zhou Hao sneered inwardly.

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. I said this to Hengmu before, and it's the same for you, Wind Demon." Zhou Hao said indifferently and walked straight towards the wooden house in the distance.

"Hengmu kept his promise and agreed to let me take Yu'er away today."

"If you want to back out, Wind Demon, feel free to make your move. I'll take care of it."

Although we were awestruck by the Lord of Myriad Demons' incredible speed, battles are not games; they are not about who has the strongest attributes.

Even though this Asura God avatar is currently only a second-level True Immortal, after three years of improvement, Zhou Hao is confident that he can escape unscathed from the Lord of Myriad Demons.

At worst, I can immediately break through and become Ancestor Immortal.

Anyway, after the main body returns from the Void Holy City, the Asura God clone can still use the Chaos Spirit Liquid to cultivate the <Twelve Dutian Gods and Devils>.

Even if it costs him a hundred times more to cultivate, he will definitely get it back from the Wujian Gate.

... Watching Zhou Hao calmly walk towards the wooden house, a complex expression appeared in the eyes of the Lord of Myriad Demons.

"His true form entered the Void Sea; he should have perished three years ago."

"This Asura God's avatar is now his only avatar; if we leave him here..."

The Lord of Myriad Demons is eager to make a move.

Even if this leads to an earlier decisive battle between the two sides, he is eager to go all in and completely annihilate Zhou Hao.

The Lord of Myriad Demons was certain that even if Suiren-shi Rulai watching this place from afar, as long as he made a move, no one in the Three Realms could stop him.

But I don't know why.

Whether it was Zhou Hao's composure or some subtle premonition... the Lord of Myriad Demons stood there, motionless, until Zhou Hao left Hundred Graves Mountain and until the Master Hengmu came to his side.

"I thought you would make a move against Zhou Hao," sighed the Master Hengmu.

"I thought so too." The Lord of Myriad Demons shook his head.

"If the Demon Hand comes, she will definitely make a move," the Master Hengmu said softly.

"Neither the Demon Hand nor I can kill him," the Lord of Myriad Demons sighed. "It's only been three years, and he's already stronger."

Three years ago, outside the Fifth World, although Zhou Hao himself displayed astonishing combat power that was close to the level of a leader, the Lord of Myriad Demons did not actually take him too seriously.

So-called leaders and powerful beings like the Sanqing, Rulai, Suiren-shi were merely those whose strength was comparable to that of Ancestor God.

He was born as the Ancestral Demon of Wind, possessed a high level of Dao cultivation, and was the fastest in the Three Realms. Even the World God could not do anything to him.

The only thing in the entire Three Realms that he could be wary of was the Three Realms -protecting method that Nuwa left.

But today, Wind Demon felt a deep threat from a junior.

For no apparent reason.

The thought, "If I were to perish in this catastrophe, it would surely be at the hands of this man," kept surfacing in his mind.

"Inner demons?" the Lord of Myriad Demons murmured to himself. "What is the source of this catastrophe? And what role do inner demons play in it?"

This is not an isolated incident.

The Lord of Myriad Demons always felt that beneath the seemingly clear situation in the Three Realms, something was always lurking.

Is it the Chaos Alien's 'Great Demon God of Cixiu,' or some other being...? The Lord of Myriad Demons really wanted to find out.

"Hengmu," the Lord of Myriad Demons said after a moment's thought, "I want you to go to the Ancient Ruins."

"Ancient Ruins?" Master Hengmu asked in confusion. "Weren't the traps already set up in those ruined worlds?"

"It's a strange stone from the Earthcall Mountain," said the Lord of Myriad Demons. "We had Wu Xiao use all the ones we had stockpiled to refine the ' Lord of All Things Envoy.' While the Nuwa Faction's attention is focused on the new Celestial Immortals who have upgraded their Golden Core, I want to refine a few more Lord of All Things Envoy."

"Refine a few more." Master Hengmu exclaimed in surprise, "Nine Lord of All Things Envoy can greatly increase the combat power of nine ordinary powerful beings, making them comparable to Ancestor God ... Could it be that such strength is still not enough to deal with Nuwa Faction?"

Although the Master Hengmu did not meddle in worldly affairs, he still knew some details about his own camp's strongest trump card— the Ancestor God- level puppet ' Lord of All Things Envoy '.

The puppet body of the ' Lord of All Things Envoy ' is comparable to the 'Current Treasure'. Even ordinary leaders and powerful figures in Nuwa 'Nuwa Faction, such Rulai, the Sanqing, and Suiren-shi, would find it difficult to deal with the Lord of All Things Envoy.

Moreover, the Lord of All Things Envoy possesses immense power, comparable to a true Ancestor God. Furthermore, with an ordinary Dao Ancestor whose realm has reached the Ancestor Immortal level controlling it, its strength is truly overwhelming.

The Lord of All Things Envoy is powerful enough to instantly transform an ordinary True God Dao Ancestor into the strongest puppet comparable to a leader-level being!

"This time, Bu Xiu and the others have used up a lot of resources by sending ten thousand immortals and demons through tribulations. After that, they will need to cultivate more immortals and demons who have improved their Golden Core... and refine more Lord of All Things. Do we have that many materials to consume?" Master Hengmu frowned.

The power of the Lord of All Things Envoy does not come from nothing; it requires the accumulation of countless precious materials.

The strange stone from the Earthcall Mountain is an extremely precious refining material. It is incredibly tough, and even without any tempering, its toughness alone is comparable to that of a Chaos Treasure.

Their Wujian Gate also possessed the Wu Xiao Divine Cauldron, obtained from the ' Lord of All Things,' which allowed them to use it to refine puppets.

Moreover, the stones from Earthcall Mountain are extremely rare, and are only found in Earthcall Mountain, one of the ten most dangerous Ancient Ruins.

Looking across the Three Realms, apart from him, the Sanqing, and a few other leaders who are skilled in formations and have strong life-saving methods, only they can go to the Earthcall Mountain to collect resources. No one else would even dare to go in.

"We will no longer cultivate immortals and demons on a large scale. This tribulation of ten thousand immortals was just a show for Nuwa Faction." The Lord of Myriad Demons shook his head. "Even if we have tens of thousands more celestial immortals who, after upgrading their Golden Core, can barely rival true immortals and gods, they will not play a crucial role in the final battle."

"We don't have that much time to wait for them to grow up... Nuwa Faction won't give us that much time either."

The Master Hengmu remained silent.

Indeed.

It's not easy for Earth Immortal of the Void Return transcend tribulation and become a Celestial Immortal; it's even more difficult to fully comprehend and master a Great Dao and advance from Celestial Immortal to Pure Yang True Immortal.

Otherwise, how could there be so many celestial beings in the Three Realms who have remained unchanged since the ancient era of gods and demons?

Within a hidden little world of the Three Realms.

The Shaoyan Patriarch clan, the "Poison Ugly Immortal," emerged from the vortex passage. The four celestial immortals who were the "last remaining members" of the Shaoyan Clan — Golden Bell Jingyu, Jin Black Rain Fire Mackerel —were already waiting respectfully outside the main hall.

"What's the Xuanji?" The Poison Ugly Immortal smiled, clearly in a very good mood.

"Brother Xuanji has just survived the Heavenly Tribulation, and his memories of his past life have almost completely returned. He is currently consolidating his cultivation at his residence," Black Rain Heavenly Immortal hurriedly replied.

"Bring Xuanji here, I have something to tell you." The Poison Ugly Immortal glanced at the four of them.

"The four of you have lingered at the first level of the Celestial Immortal realm for quite some time. Now that we have a method to enhance your Golden Core, if any of you wish to reincarnate and cultivate anew, go and collect all the necessary rare and malevolent energy items."

"Although I am no longer able to nurture your reincarnations in the same way I nurtured Xuanji, I can still ensure your safe reincarnation back into the Shaoyan clan and provide you with all the necessary cultivation techniques and spiritual liquids," the Poison Ugly Immortal said calmly.

"Yes, Ancestor." The four celestial beings present all responded respectfully.

Now, due to the widespread dissemination of methods for enhancing the Golden Core, a wave of reincarnation has gradually emerged in the Three Realms.

In the past, it was almost always the scattered Loose Immortal failed to transcend the tribulations who, unable to withstand the increasingly powerful Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations, would voluntarily end their lives and go to the underworld to be reborn, hoping to embark on the path of immortality again in their next life and reach the heights they could not achieve in their previous life.

But nowadays, among those who voluntarily end their lives to be reincarnated, 30% are originally Xiaoyao celestial beings... The reason they only account for 30% is because there are more Loose Immortal who are willing to reincarnate voluntarily.

After the four celestial beings from the Shaoyan Clan walked out of the hall, they exchanged glances, their hearts filled with emotion.

They initially pitied the reincarnated Heavenly Immortal Xuanji had committed suicide, but little did they know that fate had brought him back, and the reincarnated Heavenly Immortal Xuanji who successfully transcended his tribulation was now a powerful figure in their clan, comparable to their ancestor...

"Ancestor."

A boy who looked no more than seven or eight years old entered the main hall and slightly raised his hand to bow to the Poison Ugly Immortal at the head of the table.

This young boy was none other than the ' Heavenly Immortal Xuanji ' who had committed suicide, reincarnated into the Shaoyan Clan, and then returned after undergoing tribulation and cultivation again.

"Xuanji." The Poison Ugly Immortal smiled and pointed to the seat beside him, "Come sit here."

"Alright." Heavenly Immortal Xuanji walked over and sat opposite Poison Ugly Immortal.

Being able to stand almost on equal footing with the clan's progenitor, Shao Yan Poison Ugly, filled Heavenly Immortal Xuanji with emotion.

In his previous life, he came from a humble background. Although he was a member of the Shaoyan clan, there were billions of ordinary members of the Shaoyan Clan during the ancient era of gods and demons, and the internal strife was no less than that of a secular imperial city.

He was able to rise step by step, stand out among his peers, and even transcend tribulation to become a Celestial Ancestor, all thanks to his ruthless and insane drive.

Therefore, when faced with the coercion of the True Immortal Mu Yang of the Mysterious Heaven Sect in the Great Xia World, even the Poison Ugly Immortal was unable to control the situation and hesitated whether to hand him over, the Heavenly Immortal Xuanji Ji made a desperate attempt to commit suicide, leaving himself a glimmer of hope for reincarnation.

In hindsight, we made the right bet.

Not only did she reincarnate safely, but she also received dedicated nurturing from the Poison Ugly immortal who felt indebted to her.

Even the precious opportunity for the Wujian Gate to select elite immortals and demons to undergo tribulation together was something that the Poison Ugly Immortal, who had just joined the Wujian Gate, fought hard for himself.

Heavenly Immortal Xuanji was filled with mixed emotions, while Du Poison Ugly Immortal remained silent, only squinting his eyes as if deep in thought.

A moment later.

The Poison Ugly Immortal seemed to have finally made up his mind, and said with an extremely solemn expression, "Xuanji, with your current strength, even I, without the help of those insect-beast children, probably wouldn't be your match."

The Heavenly Immortal Xuanji remained silent.

He thought to himself that even if you rely on those insects and beasts, you can only save your life in front of ordinary true immortals and gods.

He himself was capable of directly confronting and fighting against ordinary true immortals and gods.

Is there even a need to discuss who is stronger and who is weaker?

"Everyone in the Three Realms Poison Ugly that besides raising insects and beasts, my greatest skill is survival. Because I have many clones, no one even knows exactly how many clones I have, nor where they are hidden." The Poison Ugly Immortal said with a smug look.

"If you don't know my true nature, you can't truly destroy me. If you can't completely destroy me, you'll fear my future revenge and won't dare to offend me easily."

The Heavenly Immortal Xuanji nodded.

It must be said that their ancestor, who was able to roam freely in ancient times with the body of a celestial being, and even offended many true immortals and gods, is still alive today precisely because the Poison Ugly Immortal is vigilant, ruthless, and cunning.

Of course.

There is also the Poison Ugly Immortal's clone technique, which has always been a precious method that many true immortals and gods in the Three Realms have wanted to obtain.

Even the Heavenly Immortal Xuanji was no exception.

"The Ancestor's clone technique is profound; I have always admired it the most," Heavenly Immortal Xuanji flattered.

"The reason I've summoned you today is to impart that clone technique to you," the Poison Ugly Immortal said, narrowing his eyes. "I know you want to return to the Great Xia World and seek revenge. With this clone technique, you can cultivate eighteen clones."

Heavenly Immortal Xuanji's eyes lit up.

"Of course, such a heaven-defying method naturally has its limitations," the Poison Ugly Immortal said. "After the main body splits into eighteen clones, its strength will inevitably decrease. Each clone will only have about one-tenth of the original main body's strength."

"No wonder you, Ancestor, never engage in direct combat, but instead rely on the insect beasts you cultivate to defend against enemies." Heavenly Immortal Xuanji suddenly realized, "So it's because of the cultivation technique you practice."

"There are gains and losses." The Poison Ugly Immortal shook his head. "Only by living long can one achieve everything one wants to do. Trading a decrease in strength for seventeen more lives, I think it's worth it."

Heavenly Immortal Xuanji hesitated.

Having seventeen more clones would be good, but he wanted even more revenge for the tragic death of the Nong'er.

So many years have passed, who knows what level that native boy who won first place in the Immortal Fate Assembly has reached now...

"With your current Golden Core foundation, even if you were to split into eighteen clones, each clone would be no less powerful than you were before your reincarnation," the Poison Ugly Immortal said with a hint of envy.

"I'll also give you a few insect beasts with half-step Pure Yang combat power. In this way, the weakening effect on your strength will be negligible."

As he spoke, the Poison Ugly Immortal flipped his hand and took out a bamboo scroll with six ancient characters that read "Tao Wu's Eighteen Gods and Devils," and placed it in front of the Heavenly Immortal Xuanji.

"Thank you, Ancestor." Heavenly Immortal Xuanji hesitated for a long time before finally placing his hand on the bamboo slip in front of him.

As the Heavenly Immortal Xuanji began to seep into his mind and sense the cultivation technique within the bamboo slip, the Poison Ugly Immortal flipped his hand and took out a pot of immortal wine, pouring it for himself and drinking it.

"The Wujian Gate wants me to return to Great Xia to assist in the campaign against the Xia Mang Clan Dynasty... They want me to be the first to stick my neck out? Hmph, I'm not falling for that."

"Let Xuanji return to the Great Xia World to represent my Shaoyan Clan, and that will also satisfy the Wujian Gate. I'll also send a few clones with some weaker clansmen to other small worlds, and we'll plan something else once the situation becomes clearer."

Thinking that with Heavenly Immortal Xuanji drawing attention while he remained hidden in the background, even if this catastrophe was extremely dangerous, he could simply let Heavenly Immortal Xuanji and the entire Shaoyan clan take the fall...

The Poison Ugly Immortal drank heartily, but his eyes were filled with cold light.

The endless void beyond the Three Realms.

"Call."

Three figures, one large and two small, were flying in the void.

"Sister, look."

Just over four years old, Zhou Yu looked more like an eight or nine-year-old child in the mortal world. He held his father's hand with one hand, and pointed to the two most dazzling Supreme Star in the void with the other. "They are the Lunar Star and the Solar Star."

"Hmm!" Zhou Xiyue, who also looked like an eight or nine-year-old girl, had never taken her little eyes off the huge stars in the void after leaving the Three Realms with her father.

"Father, are Uncle Little Treasure and Ou Huang on such stars?"

The ending was a bit rushed and not finished.

There was no check for typos or fluency before publication.

Suifeng simply couldn't hold on any longer...

I have to get up early tomorrow.