A peculiar fellow

The instant he finished speaking, he picked up speed.

The Three Pure Ones and the others exchanged bewildered glances, but ultimately gritted their teeth and followed.

This disciple was dependable indeed.

Although they had no idea how he had found the enemy, he must have had his reasons.

At that moment, Wang Shi felt as though some kind of telepathic sense had awakened in his mind.

Three tiny points in the darkness were rushing steadily in a certain direction.

And that direction was exactly opposite to the one they had been pursuing.

Although he did not know how it worked, he trusted his instincts completely at that moment. This time, there would be no mistake.

Within the Endless Sea, they traveled across countless stretches of ocean.

At last, they reached a deep, hidden ocean trench.

The trench was peculiar, with dazzling radiance bursting from within.

Moreover, seawater poured madly into the trench, as though some sea-swallowing beast lurked in that direction.

The three exchanged glances.

Beast Emperor Shen Ni wore a grave expression.

"They came out of here. I thought nothing of it then, but now it seems getting even a few powerful experts through here was no easy feat for them."

"The space here is extremely unstable. I'm not sure what lies on the other side, but those fellows must be inside."

Even the two Quasi-Saint experts could not unravel the trench's secrets.

Just then, Minghe suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

That mouthful of blood immediately grew into Minghe's likeness.

"Let my clone probe the way. I want to see just what mystery they're hiding."

Under the three's watchful gazes, Minghe's clone plunged straight into the trench.

He continued deeper, but his body gradually began to tear apart, with flesh and blood exposed here and there.

Fortunately, Minghe's body was unusual—unusual indeed—or he would have been scoured down to his bones long ago.

Braving tremendous pressure, he finally reached the depths of the trench.

A massive stone gate stood there.

A strange seal covered the gate, but he could not make sense of it.

Just then, he suddenly felt a chill at his neck.

Then the world spun around him. His head had actually fallen to the ground.

Behind him, a powerful expert looked at him indifferently.

"Death to intruders."

A strange smile appeared at the corners of Minghe's mouth.

He softly spat out two words.

"Dumb f*ck."

The clone's corpse suddenly turned into two Minghes, an utterly bizarre sight.

The expert snorted coldly and struck again.

In an instant, Minghe was cut into four pieces.

Soon, one Ancestor Minghe after another reappeared, completely overrunning the place.

The expert knew he had been played.

Not only could the sword in his hand not harm his opponent, it actually helped him split over and over.

"Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, suppress!"

Without hesitation, he let out a furious roar.

Four flying swords instantly appeared behind him.

Endless baleful qi filled the entire space.

A great formation instantly suppressed every Minghe.

The terrifying sword formation slaughtered the Minghes relentlessly. Its power was so horrifying that Ancestor Minghe had no time to split.

He could only feel his clones being destroyed, one after another.

Outside, Ancestor Minghe's face twisted with indecision.

"We'd better not go in. He has the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation and is extremely powerful. I'm no match for him."

Beast Emperor Shen Ni's eyes, however, lit up.

"The Four Immortal-Slaying Swords? Is it that brat?"

Back then, it was that strange being who had helped him suppress the others, allowing him to become so powerful.

The God-Slaying Spear was also in his hands.

"No, we can't leave. We finally made it here. I have to get my revenge."

His face was ashen. After finally finding this place, how could he simply retreat?

Just then, Mirage Dragon's brows knitted tightly.

"My lords, something's wrong! Don't you feel how oppressive the space around us is?"

"It's as though some incredibly powerful being has set its sights on us. Shouldn't we run? I don't want to die here."

"A gentleman can wait ten years for revenge. Now that we know the place, we can deal with it later."

Beast Emperor Shen Ni snorted coldly.

"You coward. I knew you wouldn't dare. To think I actually trusted you for once."

Ancestor Minghe nervously scanned their surroundings.

"Lord Beast Emperor, perhaps we should listen to Mirage Dragon? I also feel an oppressive weight around us, as though some formidable enemy is approaching."

Since even Ancestor Minghe sensed it, Beast Emperor Shen Ni began taking it seriously.

He thought of a certain fellow. Could that fellow have returned?

Just as the three were preparing to retreat, something happened.

A voice rang out above their heads.

"Well, well, you actually managed to find this place. Could you tell me when you left a marker, Your Excellency Beast Emperor?"

Beast Emperor Shen Ni looked up. His entire face darkened at once, and even his body began trembling.

"You... impossible! Didn't you die back then? How could you still be alive?"

Although the man was not the fellow he had imagined, this fellow was more shocking than anyone else.

The person before him was none other than the Demon Ancestor, Luohu, the god of slaughter of that bygone age.

"What, are you so surprised to see me, the Demon Ancestor? And who told you I was dead? Did you think a Demon Ancestor of my stature could die so easily?"

All three stared at him in shock.

Mirage Dragon stammered.

"Impossible. According to legend, during the Dao-Devil War, the Demon Ancestor detonated himself and destroyed almost the entire Western Lands. Many experts witnessed it."

"How could you have come back from the dead?"

It was truly unbelievable.

Demon Ancestor Luohu burst into laughter.

"A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well. What do you know? You're nothing but pawns. Do you think you deserve to know my plans?"

"Now I'll give you a choice. Submit to me, and I can give you a chance to soar to greatness."

Hearing those familiar words, Beast Emperor Shen Ni suddenly frowned.

"No, you're that fellow! You were the one who gave me the God-Slaying Spear, and you took it away again! So you were behind everything. You betrayed me!"

"Damn it! Everything was clearly going our way. Why did you betray me?"

Demon Ancestor Luohu gave him a peculiar look.

"How did you figure it out? With your powers of perception, you shouldn't have been able to."

Although he disdained to toy with these fellows before him, that was one thing.

Being able to discover his identity was still no simple feat.

"Hmph. Your tone is just like that fellow's—careless, dismissive, as though you're looking at your inferiors."

"Arrogant, cold, contemptuous. You're far too alike."

Beast Emperor Shen Ni's voice was low.

But very soon, the hatred on his face vanished in an instant.

It turned into terror.

An uncontrollable impulse seized control of his actions.

He involuntarily dropped to his knees, not even daring to raise his head.

A Saint's pressure filled the entire area, leaving everyone afraid to look up.

The three were horrified beyond measure.

Demon Ancestor Luohu had actually become a Saint. That was the true source of his confidence.