119: Back in time

The power controlled by the Demon Race is extremely bizarre.

If an ordinary Immortal is invaded by demonic power, they are very likely to become demonized, transforming into a half-human, half-demon monster.

Bloodthirsty and murderous, with all sanity lost!

If one is eroded by the power of some powerful Demon Race members, they might even be assimilated into a Demon Race member!

More importantly, this demonic power is “contagious”!

If ordinary Immortals are contaminated with even a trace of the power controlled by those terrifying Demon Race members, they will be demonized; it is extremely frightening.

Even Immortal Emperors are extremely wary of it!

“Roar—!”

In the Martial Arts Arena, when Yue Yang saw Chang Yaozu approaching, he roared and directly raised the blood-colored small cauldron to smash it at him.

Boom—!

The blood-colored small cauldron erupted with a terrifying fierce might, containing monstrous Killing Intent, and charged directly towards Chang Yaozu.

“Presumptuous!”

Bang!

Chang Yaozu roared angrily and slapped the blood-colored small cauldron away.

Then he flashed to Yue Yang, extended his hand, and pressed it towards his head.

Yue Yang's eyes glowed with fierce light, but his cultivation was too weak to resist at all, and he was directly restrained in place by Chang Yaozu.

A moment later.

Yue Yang's eyes gradually cleared, as the backlash from the demonic artifact was forcibly suppressed by Chang Yaozu.

“Sect Master, I, I…”

Yue Yang looked at him with some panic. Although his mind had been controlled by the demonic artifact, he remembered everything that had just happened.

He actually dared to attack the Sect Master…

Chang Yaozu snorted coldly, retrieved the blood-colored small cauldron into his hand, and flashed to appear on the high platform.

Wu Tianyun looked at him expressionlessly, “Sect Master Chang, regarding the matter of the demonic artifact, shouldn't you give me an explanation?”

“Young Clan Leader, I was not aware that Yue Yang possessed a demonic artifact before this; otherwise, I would have destroyed the demonic artifact immediately!”

Chang Yaozu respectfully presented the blood-colored small cauldron in his hand, “This demonic artifact, please Young Clan Leader, dispose of it.”

“Humph!”

Wu Tianyun didn't even look at him, directly waved his hand, and Yue Yang instantly appeared on the high platform.

“You tell me, where did this demonic artifact come from?”

With a thud, Yue Yang knelt directly on the ground, his face somewhat pale.

“This… this demonic artifact…”

Yue Yang stammered.

“If you don't want your soul to be searched, don't conceal anything!”

Wu Tianyun's expression turned cold.

“Yes, yes!”

“This demonic artifact was given to me by my father for protection. He warned me that I could only use it when my life was in danger, and I couldn't let anyone know about it normally…”

Yue Yang, intimidated by a trace of pressure released by Wu Tianyun, confessed everything, not daring to hold anything back.

“Your father? Then where did your father get it from?”

“This… this I don't know.”

Wu Ning released a wisp of Divine Thought, quietly probing Yue Yang's Divine Soul memories.

This guy really didn't know anything.

However, he had obtained this demonic artifact less than half a year ago…

Wu Ning's eyes flickered, and he said to Wu Tianyun:

“Father, let's go to the Purple Thunder Immortal Sect then.”

Wu Tianyun nodded, turned to look at Chang Yaozu, and took the blood-colored small cauldron from his hand.

“Bring this kid along, and let's go to the Purple Thunder Immortal Sect!”

…

The Purple Thunder Immortal Sect was not far from the North deep Immortal Clan.

An hour later, the golden ancient boat descended upon the Purple Thunder Ancient Star where the Purple Thunder Immortal Sect was located.

“Young Clan Leader, Dao Child, please follow me to the Sect Hall.”

Chang Yaozu bowed and led the way, attracting the attention of many Purple Thunder Sect Disciples.

“Who are these people? The Sect Master himself is leading the way?”

“Sect Master is so humble, I didn't expect Sect Master to have such a side…”

“In the entire Wu Ji Immortal Domain, those who can make Sect Master treat them like this are probably important figures from the Wu Clan!”

“Hiss, the Wu Clan?!”

“Why would important figures from the Wu Clan come to our Purple Thunder Immortal Sect?”

“Who knows…”

Inside the Sect Hall.

Wu Tianyun said coldly, “Go and call Yue Kun!”

Yue Kun was Yue Yang's father, a Quasi Immortal Emperor expert.

“Yes, Young Clan Leader, please wait a moment, I will go immediately.”

Chang Yaozu bowed and prepared to go call him personally.

A moment later.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe walked into the hall with Chang Yaozu.

Wu Ning sized him up, his eyes narrowing slightly.

“You are Yue Kun?”

Wu Tianyun stared at him and asked.

The gray-robed middle-aged man slightly cupped his hands, “I am Yue Kun. Greetings, Young Clan Leader, greetings, Dao Child.”

Wu Tianyun waved his hand, directly took out the blood-colored small cauldron, “Presumably, you already know why I have come, right?”

“Tell me, how did you obtain this demonic artifact?”

“This demonic artifact…”

Yue Kun looked at the blood-colored small cauldron in Wu Tianyun's hand, a hint of unusualness flashing in his eyes.

A warning sign suddenly arose in Wu Tianyun's heart.

Just then, an unexpected change occurred.

Boom—!!

The blood-colored small cauldron in his hand instantly shattered, suddenly erupting with an incredibly terrifying power that pierced through the Void Realm, possessing the might to easily obliterate a low-tier Immortal King.

“Set!”

Wu Ning uttered a single word, and the surrounding space-time instantly solidified.

The blood-colored small cauldron in Wu Tianyun's hand exploded with a bang, and the terrifying power, before it could spread, came to a halt.

Subsequently, a faint glow flashed in Wu Ning's left eye.

Space-time rippled, undergoing a slight change. The power unleashed by the blood-colored small cauldron rapidly returned into the cauldron, like a video playing in reverse.

In less than a second, the self-detonated demonic artifact returned to its original state.

This was Wu Ning's improved and upgraded version of “A Glance Through Ten Thousand Years” after he controlled the eye of time and became an Immortal Emperor.

—“Time Reversal”!

The next moment, the effect of space-time solidification disappeared.

“This, this… What kind of Divine Ability is this?!”

Yue Kun's eyes widened, revealing a hint of shock.

Wu Ning's use of “Time Reversal” was only directed at the demonic artifact cauldron and did not affect his memory.

“This is impossible! Explode for me!”

Yue Kun roared in shock and anger, trying to control the blood-colored small cauldron to self-detonate again.

“Humph!”

Bang!

Wu Ning shattered the blood-colored small cauldron with a single palm, and Yue Kun's face instantly turned pale.

The true owner of this demonic artifact was actually him.

“Who exactly are you?”

Yue Kun's eyes were fierce, and the powerful pressure of a Quasi Immortal Emperor instantly erupted, sweeping towards Wu Ning.

“Yue Kun, what are you doing?!”

Chang Yaozu roared in shock and anger. This guy actually dared to attack the Wu Clan Dao Child and Young Clan Leader; did he want to drag their entire Purple Thunder Immortal Sect down with him?!

Bang!

“Shut up!”

Yue Kun didn't even turn his head, a wave of pressure sent him flying.

“Go to hell!”

He roared madly, his fists erupting with terrifying power, simultaneously striking towards Wu Ning and Wu Tianyun.

“Seeking death!”

Wu Ning's eyes turned cold, and he slapped a palm towards him.

Boom!

Yue Kun's body was instantly shattered into a bloody mist, without even a trace of resistance.

Subsequently, Wu Ning grabbed his Divine Soul in his hand.

“Impossible!”

“How can you be so strong? Who exactly are you…”

Yue Kun shrieked madly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Didn't the intelligence say that the Wu Clan Dao Child only had Immortal King strength? How could he be so strong?

Wu Ning snorted coldly, his Immortal Emperor Divine Thought forcibly surged in, directly beginning to examine his Divine Soul memories.

“Black Hell…”