284: Are these beasts really insane?

"After all, he was willing to destroy the Fentian Holy Land for this woman. If my guess is correct, the relationship between this woman and Shen Nian is far more than just Junior Sister..."

Upon hearing this, Ao Qian revealed a twisted smile, exposing a row of white, sharp teeth, his purple eyes glinting with a hint of excitement.

"The woman of the Head of the Shen Family, huh..."

"Now that has piqued my interest!"

"The Xuan Clan had better not disappoint this Highness again, otherwise, there will be no need for them to exist..."

Meanwhile, at the Imperial Pass.

Outside this majestic Imperial City, which had separated the Human Race from the Heavenly Demon Realm for hundreds of thousands of years, one million li away.

A figure in black robes strolled out, an ancient token hanging from his waist. His black hair danced with the wind, his expression indifferent, yet he was deep in thought.

"The Nine Secrets..."

"It is a decent Divine Ability, offering an all-encompassing boost, but it is not quite useful at the moment. Right now, the most appropriate and stable course of action is to refine and absorb that Yao Race Emperor to upgrade my dao palace."

A full one thousand points of preaching value was enough to allow Shen Nian's Realm and strength to make a qualitative leap. It is no exaggeration to say that if he were not walking the path of the thirty-six layer immortal palace, but rather the Heavenly Palace, even without dao palace divine objects, he could directly deduce his way to Dao Integration.

But the thirty-six layer immortal palace was too exaggerated, and Shen Nian dared not be certain how many layers he could ascend to.

However, he did not proceed with the upgrade for the time being. He feared that he might accidentally leak his aura, alerting Ao Wei and those Your Highnesses of the Yao Race, which would be troublesome if they were scared off. Anyway, the simulation would not take long, so it was fine.

"Shen Nian, where did you get that ancient scripture? Hurry and tell this Divine Beast! I will trade you secrets for it!!" Bai Ze suddenly jumped onto Shen Nian's shoulder, wearing an expression of insatiable thirst.

He wanted to know too badly! For a Divine Beast like Bai Ze who was born with knowledge, the fact that there were things under this starry sky that he did not know was simply unbelievable!

When Shen Nian first produced the technique that could reshape the Innate Sacred Body of the Dao Womb, he refused to believe it to the death. It was only after Jun Fengyan emitted that trace of Innate aura that he was dumbfounded on the spot!

Just by taking one look at the technique, even before starting to Cultivate it, it had such miraculous effects! Did that not mean the technique was real! It was simply unbelievable!

Jun Fengyan, who was following closely behind Shen Nian, also slightly raised her head, looking at Shen Nian's back with some restraint, a hint of curiosity rising in her beautiful eyes. She was also shocked by how Shen Nian could produce such a Heaven-Defying technique.

She had never heard of a Sacred Body being able to re-condense after being destroyed. If it were not for the fact that this technique could only be Cultivated by someone who had once possessed the Innate Sacred Body of the Dao Womb, she would not have dared to accept it. This could no longer be described as valuable; it was enough to make the entire Universe go crazy for it!

"Get lost." Shen Nian glanced at Bai Ze and said softly.

Bai Ze was immediately so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks. If he were not unable to beat Shen Nian, he would have already resorted to force.

"Lord Shen, just tell me. The secrets I have are also very precious; don't you want to hear them?"

"The origin of the Universe, the succession of civilizations?"

"Not interested." Shen Nian said casually, then slapped Bai Ze away.

How could he possibly tell him? This touched upon his greatest secret; even to his closest kin, he could not reveal it.

"You!" Bai Ze's fur stood on end a thousand meters away.

Just at this moment, a handsome middle-aged man wearing grey robes and pulling a carriage appeared before Shen Nian.

Seeing this person, Shen Nian frowned slightly and said, "Why are you here?"

"Didn't I tell you to just arrange any Void Return Peak Cultivator?"

Zuo Wuhen stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Greetings, Master."

"The tasks Master entrusted to me have all been completed. There will be no trouble from the Xiao Family or the Xu Family. As for the Fentian Holy Land, I have left it for Xiao Xuan to manage for now. I did not trust anyone else, so I had to come personally!"

Hearing this, Shen Nian's brow relaxed slightly, and he immediately said, "You cannot go to the Heavenly Abyss, and even if you did, you cannot make a move. You would be less useful than a Void Return Cultivator for running errands..."

He only wanted to find someone to run errands; he did not intend to bring any top-tier experts, otherwise, the Shen Family had plenty of them.

"This subordinate understands. I can lower my own Cultivation to the Void Return Peak, so that I may handle matters for my Master." Zuo Wuhen said respectfully, his expression calm, as if he were speaking of something very trivial.

To abandon Peerless Dao Integration Cultivation—if this were spread, it would be enough to shake the Five Domains.

Even Bai Ze, who had just been looking annoyed, could not help but take a few extra looks at Zuo Wuhen, whispering softly, "This servant is quite foolishly loyal..."

Shen Nian glanced at Zuo Wuhen indifferently and said coldly, "I let your Cultivation rise, and you just destroy it so easily. Am I sick, or are you sick?"

Thud! Zuo Wuhen immediately knelt on one knee, respectfully saying, "This subordinate is guilty!"

"Forget it, let us head to the Imperial Pass first." Shen Nian felt somewhat helpless; this was just too overly loyal.

"Yes!" Zuo Wuhen accepted the order, then pulled the carriage and said, "Master, this horse is a Fentian Flaming Steed. It can travel ten thousand li a day, and its speed is not a bit slower than that of a Void Return Cultivator. I obtained this carriage from a ruin; I am not sure of its specific grade, but even I cannot destroy it in the slightest..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Nian looked at the seemingly ordinary carriage with some curiosity, then stepped onto it.

At this moment, Zuo Wuhen made a gesture of invitation toward the Woman in Green Robes. Jun Fengyan kept her head lowered, not speaking, and stepped into the carriage, feeling very nervous.

The next second, Zuo Wuhen pulled the carriage and headed toward the looming, massive Imperial City.

At the same time. Imperial Pass. The outskirts.

Ancient trees towered into the sky. Being in the ancient forest was like being in the middle of the night, as the massive branches blocked out the sunlight.

This place was only eighty thousand li away from the Imperial Pass.

But the tranquility of the past was gone; strands of Demonic Qi radiated in the pale blue sky, and a thick smell of blood permeated the ancient forest.

"Kill!" "Roar!" Huge ancient trees shattered at a terrifying speed, and several powerful Divine Abilities erupted in that area.

The shouts of battle were deafening. A great battle was erupting here, with corpses strewn everywhere. Severed limbs and internal organs could be seen everywhere, and it was already impossible to distinguish whether they belonged to the Yao Race or the Human Race.

"Hold on!" "Lord Wolf King is already on his way, and the main army will arrive soon!" A middle-aged man clad in the armor of the Wudao Army shouted with a resolute expression. At this moment, he already had many wounds on his body, his armor was tattered, and blood was constantly oozing out.

Not far from him were several corpses wearing the same silver armor as him, all from the Cangtian Army. Even though they were dead, their faces still held expressions of determination, and their great sabers were still tightly gripped in their hands.

And there were even more corpses of the Yao Race, a full twenty or so, all of whom possessed Soul Transformation Stage Cultivation.

Just as his voice fell, he saw Demonic Qi radiating from all directions—the ground, the sky, the branches—dense and numerous, numbering at least a hundred.

"Damn it!" "How could we encounter a Yao Race attack here!" "Have these beasts truly gone mad?"

A man with a pale face stood behind the middle-aged man. His right hand had been severed, but he had stopped the blood loss with Spiritual Qi.