The Immortal Emperor Returns

Chapter 517 - Disaster



Chapter 517 Disaster

On the next day, Chu Xun went to the Spirit Vein at the same elevation as Qianlong Mountain. There was a Spirit Stone mine under the Spirit Vein.

The Spirit Stones were still forming the last time he came here. They were just fake Spirit Stones then.

He brought many Spirit Stones back, including 500 low-grade Spirit Stones and 200 medium-grade Spirit Stones. He had not found any high-grade Spirit Stone.

He only took away a small portion. After all, the spiritual energy of Qianlong Mountain was transferred through the Spirit Vein.

Chu Xun spent a whole day reinforcing the protective magic formation of Qianlong Mountain with Spirit Stones.

The spiritual energy of Qianlong Mountain was abundant in a terrifying way, and some areas almost became sticky because of overflowing spiritual energy.

Flaming Qilin and Yan Wushuang stood there, dumbfounded with their eyes wide open. There was probably no place in the world with more spiritual energy than Qianlong Mountain.

“I’ve decided to stay in Qianlong Mountain for a while and embark on closed-door training,” Yan Wushuang announced.

Flaming Qilin also refused to leave.

Chu Xun certainly would not reject their requests. He gave each of them an alien fruit.

There was only a limited number of alien fruits, so not everyone could get one. Chu Xun had no choice but to give them to Jing Hong and the others first. After all, these people were the strongest fighting forces in Chu Mansion.

Chu Xun went to see Tang Rou. He had seen her only once since he came back. After that, she seemed to be avoiding him, and they hadn’t met each other again since then.

Back then, Hong Ling’s death dealt a heavy blow to Tang Rou. She had guarded Hong Ling’s spirit for 10 years and spent most of her time in seclusion after that.

Tang Rou was still in seclusion. When Chu Xun came to the secret chamber, he wanted to wake her up at first, but he finally gave up.

He put the box with an alien fruit in it outside the secret chamber. After standing at the door for a while, he turned around and left.

Back then, his words broke Tang Rou’s heart. In the end, it indirectly caused Hong Ling’s death.

From then on, Tang Rou seemed to have completely sealed her Internal Breath.

Chu Xun didn’t know whether it was right or wrong to refuse to accept Tang Rou’s love back then.

It was understandable that she did not want to see him, and he did not know how to face her.

After the incident happened, there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them.

After Chu Xun left, the stone door of the secret chamber opened. Tang Rou walked out slowly and stood there for several hours, looking in the direction in which Chu Xun walked away.

“Chu Xun, I’m sorry. From now on, I will carry Hong Ling’s love for you and watch you in silence. That’s enough for me.”

...

The next day, Chu Xun left alone, without disturbing anyone.

He didn’t know that on the top of Qianlong Mountain, three people had been silently watching him until he disappeared from their sight.

He planned to go to the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy first.

Back then, he encountered a doppelganger of the fifth lord of the Subterranean Devils Clan in the Elf race, which made him uneasy. He had no idea if the Subterranean Devils Clan had cast any other secret spell.

He had to find Wen Yuchen, who was guarding the seal of the Subterranean Devils Clan at its exit, and get some information on the Subterranean Devils Clan.

Wen Yuchen had once told Chu Xun that the four great powers of the Assembly of Immortals, namely, the Yuan, Ma, Gu, and Wen families, took turns to guard the seal of the Subterranean Devils Clan back then. Unfortunately, the person that was supposed to replace him did not come. As a result, the Nine Serenities Cold Steel Chains trapped him, and he had been guarding the seal of the Subterranean Devils Clan alone for millions of years.

Chu Xun had learned that among the Chosen Ones of the Assembly of Immortals who came to the Earth this time, there was no one with any of these family names.

He flew through the air like a bolt of lightning at a terrifying speed toward the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy.

What he did not know now was that the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy had already suffered a disaster.

The Zombie race, the Draconian race, and the Chosen Ones of the Assembly of Immortals committed a massacre hand in hand in the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy the day before yesterday.

They captured Yue Fandie and his four sons and killed or injured more than half of the people in the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy.

In the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy, blood was flowing like a river, and broken limbs were scattered all over the place.

Yue Fandie and his four sons were tied by the Immortal-tying Chains, kneeling on the ground in the courtyard.

“Yue Fandie, let me ask you something. Where is the seal of the Subterranean Devils Clan?” Mu Ziran sat in a wooden armchair and looked down at Yue Fandie, who was kneeling on the ground.

They only knew that the place where the Subterranean Devils Clan was sealed was inside the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy. However, they didn’t find anything when they searched every corner of the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve never heard of the Subterranean Devils Clan.” Yue Fandie’s face was flaming with hatred. These beasts had slaughtered more than half of the disciples in the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy, and they even tried to get information about the Subterranean Devils Clan from him.

They didn’t find anything because Chu Xun had sealed the Hall of Tetrarchy with a magic formation.

“It looks like he’s getting old and doesn’t have a good memory.” Mu Ziran sneered and then looked at Yue Hongbo. “Mr. Yue, do you know that?”

Yue Hongbo didn’t say a word, and his face was flaming with killing intent.

Mu Ziran’s face darkened. He glanced at Yue Jingchou and said disdainfully, “I’ve heard that you are the most outstanding child in the Yue family. You have reached the Immortal Level at such a young age. You had a fight with some Chosen One of the Assembly of Immortals and didn’t lose it. Is that true?”

“The Chosen Ones of the Assembly of Immortals?” Yue Jingchou’s arms were broken by Mu Ziran with a palm strike. With his face flaming with hatred, he stared at Mu Ziran and said, “You bastards don’t deserve the title of Chosen Ones.”

“We don’t deserve it. Do you nobodies deserve?” Mu Ziran said in a contemptuous tone.

“In my heart, there is only one person that can be called the Chosen One. You are not even qualified to be his subordinate,” said Yue Jingchou with a look of contempt on his face.

“Are you talking about Chu the Devil?” Mu Ziran asked.

“Yes.”

Mu Ziran laughed disdainfully. “I’ve heard that Chu the Devil is your uncle, right?”

“That’s right.” Yue Jingchou never denied this fact, even though he was more than a hundred years older than Chu Xun.

“Tsk, tsk... That’s interesting. It seems that you all admire that Chu the Devil very much, but in my opinion, he is just a fame seeker and a coward as timid as a hare. Otherwise, why would he avoid seeing the Chosen Ones of the Assembly of Immortals and not even dare to show up?” Mu Ziran said sarcastically.

“Who do you think you are? Do you think you are qualified to judge Chu the Devil?” Yue Hongbo said angrily, “Don’t talk nonsense before you ask those of the Draconian race and Zombie race around you about whether he is a fame seeker or not. Don’t take ignorance as glory.”

Upon hearing those words, the three Immortal-level masters of the Zombie race became sullen. Back then, Chu the Devil defeated the Zombie race overwhelmingly, and the latter fled pell-mell and suffered from fear and anxiety all the time. It was the Zombie race that did not dare to show up.

Hei Ying and Hei Xiong looked gloomy. During the battle on Nether Mountain, Chu the Devil completely wiped out the Draconian race without sparing anyone.

“Mr. Mu, why are you wasting your time talking to them? Leave it to me,” Hei Ying said.

Mu Ziran nodded his head.

Hei Ying looked at Yue Fandie and asked, “I’m going to give you another chance. Where is the exit of the seal of the Subterranean Devils Clan?”

“If you want to kill us, just do it. Stop nagging! I’ve told you that I don’t know. Even if you asked ten more times, you would still get the same answer.” Yue Fandie stared fixedly at Hei Ying with his bloodshot eyes.

“Alright, now that you’ve asked me to kill you, then I’ll grant your wish.” Hei Ying grinned savagely, raised his hand, and did a palm strike. His Internal Breath immediately began to surge through the air.

Boom!

Blood squirted out, and broken limbs flew in all directions. More than a dozen disciples of the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy died.

“You bastard, I’m going to kill you.” Yue Fandie’s eyes widened. Since his cultivation was sealed, he could only spring to his feet and charge at Hei Ying, trying to bite the latter’s neck.

Bang!

Hei Ying raised his leg and kicked Yue Fandie tens of meters away.

Yue Fandie made several attempts but failed to get back on his feet. Hei Ying’s brutal kick had broken his leg bone.

Yue Hongbo roared angrily, jumped up, and charged headlong at Hei Ying.

Hei Ying struck Yue Hongbo with his palm. The latter spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

“The Draconian race, I swear that if I’m lucky enough to survive today, I will definitely wipe out your race in the future.” Yue Jingchou opened his eyes so wide that blood almost shot out.

“You wish.” With a contemptuous look on his face, Hei Ying kicked Yue Jingchou down and trampled on the latter’s chest, making cracking sounds, as if the bones in it might break at any time. Hei Ying said contemptuously, “Look at you now. You’re like a dog trampled under my feet. How dare you want to wipe us out? That’s ridiculous.”

“Get lost!” Yue Changle’s eyes were red. He rushed fiercely toward Hei Ying.

Without even looking, Hei Ying struck Yue Changle in the face with his palm, distorting the latter’s mouth and face. The latter coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew out.

Had it not been for the fact that Hei Ying wanted to learn the location of the seal of the Subterranean Devils Clan from Yue Fandie, he would have smashed the latter into blood mist with a palm strike.

“Bring them here.” Hei Ying ordered.

Several disciples of the Hei Zong race dragged Yue Fandie and the others over and forced them to kneel down.

“I advise you not to resist stubbornly. If you behave honestly, I can give you a quick death,” Hei Ying said as he grinned viciously.

Yue Fandie and his four sons all remained silent. Guarding the seal of the Subterranean Devils Clan was their mission passed down from generation to generation.

Hei Xiong stepped forward and looked at Yue Fandie. “Well, if you tell me where the seal of the Subterranean Devils Clan is, I can let these disciples of the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy go. Otherwise...”

Boom!

Hei Xiong raised his hand and struck down with his palm. A dozen disciples of the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy instantly turned into blood mist.

“Otherwise, I’ll spare the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy nothing alive, even that of a blade of grass,” Hei Xiong added with a grim smile on his face.

Yue Fandie’s eyes were wide open, and he wished he could flay Hei Xiong alive right now. Looking at the frightened disciples of the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy, he felt sad and angry and spat out a mouthful of blood.

“I’m going to count to three. If you haven’t told me where the seal of the Subterranean Devils Clan is when I finish counting, you will be deemed to have rejected my proposal.”

Black light began to swirl around Hei Xiong’s palm, and the air around him was distorted, making buzzing sounds. His raised palm could fall from the air at any time and take away the lives of more than a dozen living creatures.

“One.”

“Two.”

Every time he counted, the disciples of the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy shuddered.

Just when he was about to count to three, a disciple suddenly screamed in horror.

“Don’t kill me... I know... I know...”

Hei Xiong was a little surprised. “Do you know where the seal of the Subterranean Devils Clan is?”

“I don’t know that,” said the disciple, trembling.

“You pissant, how dare you fool me!” Hei Xiong was infuriated. A strong force around him swept through the air, immediately causing dozens of disciples of the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy to spit out mouthfuls of blood, as if they were squeezed by a big mountain.

“I... I know the whereabouts of the lord’s family members.” The disciple was so frightened that he was trembling and blood was gushing out from the corners of his mouth.

Hei Xiong was slightly surprised. It turned out that Yue Fandie had hidden his family members somewhere else. They almost rummaged every corner of the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy, but they did not find the seal of the Subterranean Devils Clan. It seemed that the place where Yue Fandie’s family members were hiding might be their target.

Hei Xiong withdrew the terrifying force and asked, “Where is it? Tell me quickly.”

“It is...”

Bang!

Before this disciple could finish speaking, his head suddenly blew up. Blood splashed all over the faces of other disciples around him.

The person who made the move was a high-level Great King. He was an elder of the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy imprisoned together with the disciples.

He took action without any hesitation when the disciple was about to tell the place where Yue Fandie’s family members were hiding.

With an angry look on his face, this elder looked at the disciple’s dead body and said, “I kicked you coward out of the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy in the name of an elder of the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy.”

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into blood mist. Hei Xiong, who was enraged, smashed him with a palm strike.


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