663: The original reason

At its zenith!

If one word were to describe the Chaotic Sea today, this word would surface in the minds of powerful cultivators from various domains in the borderlands.

After all, even the unbridled Wuyuan Holy Land and the Hengyu Holy Land had each dispatched powerful cultivators to visit, seeking to form connections with the Zhou Family, and seemingly bringing many treasures.

Subtly, as time passed, the Family on Gui Zhou Island in the northern Chaotic Sea, though never making any moves to expand, had long since become the focal point of the surrounding domains, with all looking to the Zhou Family.

Thus, another ten years passed.

At the boundary between the Outer Sea and Inner Sea of the Chaotic Sea, on the Floating Island situated at this boundary, four Great Dao Domains enveloped the entire island.

Deep within the Thunder Dao Domain, a purple figure had been in seclusion there year-round.

As time went on, the thunder deep within this Thunder Dao Domain grew increasingly powerful, and the destructive aura contained within it became denser.

Only that one purple figure existed deep within this Dao Domain.

At this moment, that purple figure sat cross-legged in mid-air, surrounded by purple-black thunder.

His aura slowly increased, becoming heavier.

With the Old Ancestor's special guidance, Zhou Xiutong's cultivation grew day by day, steadily advancing towards the Late Stage of Soul Transformation.

The Xi Wu (West Crow) Divine Hall Saint, Xi Heng, who was once the Foremost Genius of the Chaotic Sea, even if he were still alive, would have long since been left behind by Zhou Xiutong, losing the qualification to be her enemy.

The purple figure in the Thunder Dao Domain remained, unchanging for ten years.

At the same time, within the Rain Dao Domain, a young figure with a changeable aura and extraordinary handsomeness passed through the drizzling, mysterious raindrops.

He carried spiritual talismans bestowed by the Clan, which protected him.

With raindrops not touching him, Zhou Chuanqi (Legend), carrying two large jars of spiritual wine, walked towards the depths of the Rain Dao Domain, where the Nine Heavens River was located, as if returning home.

After some time, a huge roar from the spiritual river cascading down from the Nine Heavens appeared in Zhou Chuanqi's ears.

"Senior Yan Mo."

Zhou Chuanqi (Legend) stopped, his voice loud, as he looked at the tall black figure with two horns on his head beneath the waterfall.

Although the black flames on the tall figure's body had long since extinguished, the black patterns on him still had faint but tenacious black flames rising and dying out, one after another, ceaselessly.

To be able to withstand the erosion of the Nine Heavens River without his Dao and Dharma being ground away was enough to prove the tall figure's firm Dao Heart and extraordinary talent.

"You've come."

Accompanied by a huge roar, Great Sage Yan Mo opened his eyes, unsurprised by Zhou Chuanqi's arrival.

After all, Zhou Chuanqi (Legend) would come once every few years, bringing him good wine.

"Senior, catch!"

Zhou Chuanqi (Legend) circulated his magic power, and the two huge jars of spiritual wine in his hands glowed with spiritual light, passing through the turbulent water and landing in the tall figure's hands.

Gulp, gulp, gulp~

Great Sage Yan Mo was also not polite, taking a large gulp.

"Senior, this is the last time this Junior will bring you wine."

At this moment, before Great Sage Yan Mo could laugh heartily as usual, Zhou Chuanqi's expression was somewhat complex, his voice not loud, but it steadily reached Great Sage Yan Mo's ears.

Gulp... Great Sage Yan Mo's body stiffened, his eyes seeming slightly dazed.

Although he had long anticipated this day's arrival, facing it truly, he still could not hide the thoughts in his heart.

He was not greedy for life, just thinking of the many Clan members in the Yama Great Realm.

They had no hope left...

"Hahahahaha, good wine!"

After a pause, Great Sage Yan Mo still let out a hearty laugh.

With a gulp, he poured all the spiritual wine into his mouth in one go, then Great Sage Yan Mo put down the wine jar.

After laughing, he sighed softly and looked at Zhou Chuanqi (Legend).

"Young man, thank you for these years."

"When do you plan to send me on my way?"

Great Sage Yan Mo's mind was complex.

From the moment he fell into this realm, he was suppressed.

Finally, he was saved by that mark they deeply hated, breaking free from the seal, and he thought he had found hope.

But unexpectedly, after only a moment, he was captured again and suppressed here.

Even after encountering such a tragic event, Great Sage Yan Mo remained frank.

Though he felt sorrow, it could not hide his demeanor.

"On my way? What way?"

Zhou Chuanqi's face showed slight surprise as he looked up, then shook his head and said, "The Elders of the Clan have already passed a resolution. In a few days, Senior's freedom will be returned."

"So this is the last time this Junior will bring wine to Senior."

"However, after Senior is free, you can drink whatever spiritual wine you desire, so this Junior doesn't need to worry anymore."

Zhou Chuanqi (Legend) said with a smile.

"What?"

Great Sage Yan Mo was stunned, somewhat disbelieving.

He had thought that because he had sworn not to reveal why he had abducted the young man before him, they had lost patience with him and intended to execute him.

Who knew...

"Why?"

Great Sage Yan Mo's eyes were fixed.

"This is the decision of the Family Head and the Elders."

"I don't know either."

Zhou Chuanqi (Legend) waved his hand helplessly.

"Is that so..."

"Senior, I'm leaving."

Zhou Chuanqi (Legend) had originally come to see Great Sage Yan Mo one last time.

Over the years, the relationship between the two had also undergone some changes, becoming somewhat like a friendship between generations.

Zhou Chuanqi (Legend) did not linger, turning to leave.

"Wait."

At this moment, Great Sage Yan Mo's voice came from behind.

"Didn't you always want to know why I tried to take you away back then?"

Great Sage Yan Mo's words made Zhou Chuanqi's body pause.

At first, he indeed had that thought, which was why he came here from time to time; this was also the Family's intention.

After all, his talent was extraordinary, born with the ability to communicate with all beasts, and could summon beast groups to protect him in battle.

There must be some unknown reason for this, both to him and to the Clan.

This Great Sage Yan Mo clearly knew something, which led to his actions back then—saving him, then capturing him, yet never harming him.

However, over the years, Great Sage Yan Mo had never shown any intention of speaking.

Gradually, even he himself had given up, yet he would still come occasionally to deliver two jars of spiritual wine.

"Why is Senior willing to speak now?"

Zhou Chuanqi (Legend) was somewhat curious, turning around and sitting cross-legged.

"Heh heh, whether what you just said is true or false, this will probably be my last chance."

Great Sage Yan Mo gave a bitter smile.

If he spoke, the fate of the entire Yama Great Realm and the Yama Clan would be in the hands of outsiders.

That was why he had kept silent for so long.

He had intended to take this internal secret to his grave, but for some reason, he had changed his mind at this moment.

"My name is Yan Mo, and I am not from this realm."

"I am from the Yama Great Realm, of the Yama Clan."

"Although my Yama Great Realm is not as vast as this realm, it also has many powerful cultivators."

Great Sage Yan Mo no longer hesitated.

Since he had made the decision to take a gamble, he could only trust his inner intuition.

"Many years ago, my Yama Clan always thought that the Yama Great Realm was the only one."

"Until the appearance of one person."

"No, it should be the appearance of a mark."

"That mark, that figure, seemed to have merged into the Heavenly Dao, integrating with it, and remained in the annals of history."

"He called himself the Beast God."