CHAPTER 1914: CHAPTER 50: DEPARTURE

Then, a wisp of green smoke swiftly sketched the scene of a giant bird carrying a green-robed cultivator.

A voice, suppressing anger, came from She Ye:

"This person, it seems, is also someone of high standing from your Jade Pot Realm. Before you came, did he not say anything to you?"

Ji Wujiu, frowning, stared at the scene, a thoughtful look in his eyes, but eventually shook his head, saying something that sent a chill through She Ye’s heart:

"Could it be that the Ghost King was tricked by some small crook?"

"I’ve never seen this person in the Jade Pot Realm, nor have I seen this bird... It’s not just our Jade Pot Realm, I’ve never heard of such a figure in the other two realms either."

"You haven’t seen him?!"

She Ye’s heart sank abruptly.

He carefully observed Ji Wujiu’s expression but couldn’t detect any sign of deceit.

An ominous feeling instantly surged in his heart!

"The vastness of the Sea of Chaos Realm is unfathomable; I can’t discern the identity of this person. However, there is indeed no such appearance or features in the Jade Pot Realm, and to my knowledge, none in the other two realms either."

Ji Wujiu shook his head and added.

It’s common to have the ability to change appearance, unless one remembers the aura of their Primordial Spirit, it’s indeed difficult to identify.

But that giant bird is simply too conspicuous. If such a divine beast existed in the Three Realms, being a direct disciple of Master Changying, I would surely know about it.

Inside the monster’s body, She Ye’s face alternated between green and white!

He wasn’t foolish, but he had preconceived notions. First, he sensed the other’s invigorating aura, filled with rare vitality, and a visage only seen among cultivators within the domain, making him instinctively think the other was from the Three Realms.

Plus, the giant bird divine beast appeared extraordinary, seemingly not one an ordinary faction could rear.

Added to this was his manner of speaking and imposing bearing as evidence.

Several factors combined, even though the other denied it repeatedly, he had already identified the other’s identity.

But thinking about it now, the other had never actually claimed to be from the Jade Pot Realm and had subtly guided his thoughts from the start.

"Not from the Jade Pot Realm... could he be from one of the other two realms?"

She Ye couldn’t help but speak.

He really found it hard to believe this conclusion, and there was a deep unwillingness for his fantasy to be shattered.

By this point, how could Ji Wujiu not see that this Ghost King had clearly been deceived.

He shook his head again and said:

"If he truly is from the other two realms, I can ask on your behalf, but again, to my knowledge, such a person doesn’t exist."

"No... I’ll see for myself!"

She Ye suddenly spoke up.

With that, he focused his mind.

Around him, countless points of light, like stars, quickly appeared within his mind.

These stars then transformed into ghostly shadows within a very short time!

The shadows illuminated the surroundings; it was a void littered with rubble and debris...

These shadows were the investigation and surveillance magic tools placed in the surrounding ruins of the Hundred Ghost Mountain over the years.

In an instant, She Ye’s Spiritual Sense swept across countless shadows.

One, two... a thousand, ten thousand...

"Nothing! Nothing!"

Inside the monster’s body, She Ye’s distorted face turned even paler!

"How could there be nothing?! So many magic tools have been placed here long ago..."

At this moment, a nondescript shadow flickered slightly and then dimmed.

Almost simultaneously, several other shadows vanished!

"Someone is destroying the investigation magic tools!"

She Ye was taken aback, recalling the scene of the other destroying investigation magic tools in front of him!

Without a moment’s hesitation, he locked onto the location where the last shadow dissolved, and a void fissure silently appeared before the monster, which he immediately stepped through.

Through the void.

He saw a small green-robed figure standing in the distance on top of a giant flying bird, seemingly unsurprised by his arrival. The figure gave a slight smile, raised a hand in salute from afar, and loudly said:

"Thank you, Ghost King, for your hospitality. A thousand miles ends with a farewell, no need to see me off further!"

With that, the giant bird flapped its wings, its speed suddenly increasing!

In the void without any ruins.

The giant bird moved unobstructed, accelerating past its previous speed, flying vigorously into the depths of the void, and within moments, disappeared from sight...

She Ye inside the monster stared blankly at this scene, finally realizing!

He drove the divine corpse of the monster, pursuing in the direction where the other disappeared.

But after just a few breaths, he suddenly stopped.

The other... had entirely vanished from his perception.

More frustratingly, when he wanted to use the investigation magic tools placed here to trace the other’s whereabouts, he was shocked to find that a large area nearby had not a single intact investigation magic tool.

At that moment, he finally understood why this person had been diligently destroying those inexpensive investigation magic tools all along the way.

It turned out not to be futile but... premeditated!

There’s no need to have Ji Wujiu verify the identity of this person with people from the other two realms.

She Ye’s eyes now showed extreme anger, reluctance, and regret...

"Three Dao Fields! Three Dao Fields!"

"I will kill him!"

"Go find the Yin Erosion Ghost King! I will curse him! Curse him!"

But he suddenly paused.

At that moment, he suddenly recalled that the other had never left him even a half name... not even a fake name.

And the Dead Curse technique requires at least a name that corresponds to the other to implement.

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Destroy my three Dao Fields! Ruin the bloodline of my descendants! I’ll call you ’Bird Taoist’... I don’t believe I can’t curse you!"

The curse techniques of the Hundred Ghosts Realm are vast and profound. Even without a name, if a cultivator remembers the other’s aura, they can assign a fake name and curse them.

Of course, the effectiveness of such curses is often less than those with more conditions.

But without doing so, he couldn’t vent his hatred and pain of losing the fields!

Thus, he quickly returned to Hundred Ghost Mountain to seek help from other Ghost Kings.

...

Void of the Boundary Sea.

Wang Ba stood atop Fanming, feeling utterly calm.

The unexpected appearance of the Corpse-digging Ghost King clearly meant that his disguise was finally seen through.

However, Wang Ba wasn’t too concerned.

Having consumed the chaos origin substance around two realm embryos, Fanming showed no signs of breaking through yet, but its speed had already steadily risen another level.

Previously, Fanming’s speed was comparable to that of the Corpse-digging Ghost King, She Ye. If they weren’t slowed by ruins, She Ye wouldn’t have been able to catch up with them.

Moreover, Wang Ba had deliberately chosen an unobstructed void and cleared the investigation magic tools along the way in advance.

She Ye could no longer possibly catch up, left impotent and furious.

"Yet... swallowing two realm embryos, Fanming shows no sign of breaking through. Could this be related to its double pupils?"

Wang Ba looked at Fanming’s golden double pupils, unable to stop pondering.

Unfortunately, he dared not allow Fanming to swallow more, stopping after draining the chaos origin substance around the third realm embryo.

Otherwise, it might have helped Fanming go further.

"This fellow is indeed an exceptionally rare divine beast. Even other divine beasts can’t digest chaos origin substance as quickly as it does..."

With this thought, he looked at Fanming’s large transparent crop beneath its neck.

The chaos origin substance inside was compressed by Fanming to the extreme and was extremely dense.

Wang Ba specifically chose one of the twenty-plus realm embryos that had the most chaos origin substance, enough to sustain Little Cang World for nearly three hundred years.

Now, it’s all hidden in Fanming’s crop.

"This time, cultivators inside the realm can finally cultivate with peace of mind for a while."

Turning to look at the ruins and void behind him, Wang Ba let out a long breath.

In the blink of an eye, three years had passed.

Traversing layers of ruins.

Wang Ba finally saw the increasingly withered Black Realm.

Little Cang World, he had finally arrived.