421: Return to the Azure Realm and lure the snake out of its hole!

Su Ming’s figure flickered, and he had already arrived in front of the Quiet Bamboo House.

Before he could raise his hand to knock, the simple wooden door creaked open on its own.

Behind the door, Ye Chuxue wore a long dress, still cold and aloof, but a hint of confusion could be seen in her bright eyes.

“Since you're here, come in.”

She turned sideways to clear the path, her voice crisp like a spring.

Su Ming stepped inside. The Quiet Bamboo House was simply furnished: a table, a chair, a bed, a couch, and nothing else.

“What did you need me for?”

Ye Chuxue poured a cup of clear tea and pushed it toward Su Ming, her gaze fixed on him, filled with curiosity.

Su Ming did not touch the tea. He simply looked at her and spoke frankly.

“I'm taking you back to the Canglan Realm.”

Ye Chuxue’s hand holding the teacup paused slightly. She looked up at him, seemingly waiting for the rest of the explanation.

“To solve the problem of the Weird Insects inside your body.”

Su Ming spoke word by word.

The moment his voice fell, an indescribable brilliance suddenly appeared in Ye Chuxue’s eyes.

She stared intently at Su Ming, seemingly trying to discern the truth of his words from his expression.

Su Ming’s expression was calm, meeting her gaze openly without the slightest evasion.

“Alright.”

A thousand words ultimately condensed into a single one.

“But... only the two of us?”

Facing Ye Chuxue's question, Su Ming gave a helpless, bitter smile.

“There's no other way. Currently, I can only resolve the Weird Insects inside people who possess a Holy Body, like us!”

“Only Primal Force can temporarily suppress the Weird Insects, preventing the Guichong Ancestor from killing us immediately!”

Hearing this, Ye Chuxue nodded thoughtfully... One year later.

Canglan Realm, Central State.

A True Dragon Phantom stepped out from the Void Realm, and Su Ming, having returned to his true body, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

“Finally... I'm back again.”

After Ye Chuxue walked out of the Void Realm, she immediately took a deep breath.

Immediately afterward, Ye Chuxue surveyed the familiar mountains and terrain around her. Emotions surged in her eyes—nostalgia, melancholy, but mostly a sense of alienation from a world that had changed.

“Indeed!”

Su Ming stood with his hands behind his back, his brow slightly furrowed.

“It's just that the Spiritual Qi of this Canglan Realm is still so repulsive.”

He could clearly sense that the Spiritual Qi permeating the world was mixed with a special aura originating from the Guichong Ancestor.

“Where are we going?”

Ye Chuxue turned her head and asked.

“Central State, Purple Firmament Holy Land.”

A cold light flashed in Su Ming's eyes.

He deeply understood the principle of luring the snake out of its hole.

As one of the Three Great Holy Lands in Central State, if the Purple Firmament Holy Land were pushed into a desperate situation, the Guichong Ancestor would definitely not stand by.

The two figures turned into streaks of light and headed straight for the Purple Firmament Holy Land... “Who goes there! How dare you trespass upon my Purple Firmament Holy Land!”

Several Mountain Guarding Disciples spotted the pair and shouted sternly.

“Just a few walking corpses hollowed out by insects.”

Su Ming couldn't be bothered with pleasantries. He flicked his finger, and the Great Void Sword Intent instantly shot out.

The Disciples' bodies stiffened, then their eyes widened before they softly collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

“Let's go, kill our way in.”

Su Ming's tone was flat.

He walked side-by-side with Ye Chuxue, like two Gods of Slaughter.

Every “person” they encountered, whether Disciple or Elder, had strange eyes and cold, sinister Qi.

Su Ming either didn't strike, or when he did, it was with the force of thunder.

Ye Chuxue was equally uncompromising.

The Origin Divine Ability of the Supreme Yin Holy Body froze the possessed Cultivators into ice sculptures one by one.

Wherever the two passed, they left behind a scene of devastation.

In the vast Purple Firmament Holy Land, not a single person could stop them even slightly.

“Arrogant brat!”

A furious roar came from the depths of the Holy Land, carrying immense pressure.

The Zixiao Holy Lord appeared. His eyes were bloodshot, and black Qi coiled around him; he no longer looked human.

“Su Ming! You actually dare to return!”

He stared fixedly at Su Ming, his voice hoarse.

Su Ming sneered.

“If I didn't come back, how would I clean up you lot of stinking insects?”

“You seek death!”

At the same time, the Jiuxiao Holy Lord was deeply shocked internally.

He had not expected that Su Ming, who had disappeared for so many years, would now have a cultivation that matched the Realm of the various Old Ancestors.

Likewise, he knew.

It was Su Ming back then who caused the Weird Insects faction in the Canglan Realm to suffer great losses.

The Zixiao Holy Lord was furious, but he knew well that he, being only in the Earth Immortal Realm, was absolutely no match for Su Ming.

Thus, a flash of frantic resolution appeared in the Zixiao Holy Lord's eyes.

“Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!”

He fiercely slapped the top of his head. His entire body exploded with a bang, turning into a dense cloud of blood mist that rushed towards the Holy Land Restricted Area.

Blood Sacrifice of the Self!

RUMBLE!

The entire Purple Firmament Holy Mountain shook violently, and ten terrifying auras awakened from deep underground.

Ten figures burst out of the ground, each possessing a powerful aura. The strongest among them had already reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm of Great Perfection.

“Has the Holy Land encountered another crisis?”

The leading Old Ancestor's voice was ancient and hoarse. His gaze swept over Su Ming, carrying a hint of scrutiny.

Su Ming looked indifferent. He glanced at these ten so-called “Old Ancestors,” and a mocking smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

“A bunch of insects, dare to call yourselves Ancestors?”

He was now in the Middle Stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, possessed the Chaos Body, and was confident he was invincible beneath the Immortal Lord.

A mere ten “insect-men” in the Heavenly Immortal Realm were no different from ants in his eyes.

“Arrogant junior, you seek death!”

The Ten Old Ancestors were completely enraged and attacked simultaneously.

Ten different Divine Abilities and Laws enveloped Su Ming from above.

Su Ming stood rooted to the spot, not moving at all.

He simply raised a single finger slowly. On its tip, a point of Chaos light lit up, profound and silent, seemingly capable of swallowing all things in the world.

“Chaos Annihilation Finger.”

He softly uttered those five words.

That point of light shot out abruptly, expanding against the wind, instantly tearing apart the Guichong Old Ancestor's Divine Abilities.

Immediately afterward, the momentum of the Chaos Annihilation Finger did not diminish, piercing through the forehead of the leading Old Ancestor.

The ferocity on that Old Ancestor's face had not yet faded before his body, under the erosion of the Chaos Qi, dissolved inch by inch, turning into nothingness.

One finger strike, annihilating a Heavenly Immortal Realm Great Perfection expert!

The remaining nine Old Ancestors were so frightened their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and they turned to flee.

“Trying to leave now? Too late.”

Sword Intent surged in Su Ming's eyes. He joined his fingers like a sword and lightly slashed toward the Void Realm.

A heaven-reaching sword light appeared out of thin air, containing the supreme will to cut down the heavens.

Heaven Slaying!

The sword light swept across.

Nine heads soared into the sky.

“Still not showing up?”

Su Ming put away the Great Void Immortal Sword and looked up at the Void Realm with a playful expression.

A moment later.

A spatial rift appeared in the Void Realm, and the Guichong Ancestor's bizarre, tentacle-covered head slowly emerged.

“It's you again!!!”

“You actually dare to come back and kill my clansmen!”

Listening to this hoarse and sinister voice, Su Ming felt a wave of physical discomfort.

“Forget about these stinking insects, even you will die today!”

Su Ming looked at the Guichong Ancestor before him, completely unfazed.

He knew that what he was facing was merely a Clone of the opponent. His primary goal was to provoke the enemy into activating the Weird Insects inside their bodies.

“Since you've returned! Don't think about leaving!”

Although Su Ming couldn't discern the Guichong Ancestor's twisted expression, he could sense that the Guichong Ancestor was laughing mockingly.

“Die!”

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