233: Chapter 233 The Strongest Person in the World!

Chapter 233 The Strongest Person in the World! Shen Qingyuan did not stay long.

Once the figures of Shen Qingyuan and his group disappeared into the depths of the Secret Realm's grey, murky mist, the air in the dense forest seemed to begin flowing again.

The wind on Snow Wolf Ridge remained bitingly cold, carrying fine ice crystals that stung when they struck the face.

The Black-Robed Elder stood up and walked to the side of the Grey-Robed Elder, his expression tinged with indignation.

"Grand Elder... I do not understand. What is the background of that person from just now that requires our Sky Wolf Valley to be so cautious and accommodating?"

The Grey-Robed Elder stood with his hands behind his back atop a blue stone, looking like a withered tree stump that had been battered by cold winds for a thousand years. He gazed in the direction where Shen Qingyuan and the others had departed, remaining silent for a long time.

The Black-Robed Elder swallowed hard and braced himself to speak: "Our Sky Wolf Valley has operated in the Northern Plains for ten thousand years. Even looking across the entire Cangxuan, few forces dare to humiliate us like this.

Even if that person has some strength, how much stronger can he be than our Sky Wolf Valley? Why... why did the Grand Elder have to be so subservient to him? You even promised him twenty Spirit Beast cubs... that is the culmination of our Sky Wolf Valley's hard work over several decades."

As soon as he said this, the six Elders of the Primal Chaos Realm behind him, though still keeping their heads lowered, all pricked up their ears in unison.

Clearly, they harbored the same doubts in their hearts.

The Grey-Robed Elder remained silent for a moment, simply raising his withered, thin palm to gently stroke the dark grey storage ring on his fingertip.

"Do you know that a major event occurred in the Eastern Wasteland a few months ago?"

The Black-Robed Elder was stunned, his brows furrowing slightly: "Is the Grand Elder referring to... the destruction of the Tianque Holy Land?"

The Grey-Robed Elder nodded slowly.

The Black-Robed Elder's heart skipped a beat.

He had naturally heard of that incident. Not only had he heard of it, but when the news arrived, Sky Wolf Valley had even convened three Elder meetings specifically for it.

The Tianque Holy Land in the Eastern Wasteland was a top-tier Holy Land with a ten-thousand-year Legacy. It had an Old Ancestor in the Saint King Realm presiding over it, several powerhouses in the Great Saint Realm, and over a dozen Saints.

Such a behemoth had been reduced to ruins overnight. The Saint King had fallen, the Great Saints had vanished, and even the mountain gate had been razed to the ground.

When the news spread, the entire Cangxuan Great World was shaken.

Various sects in the Northern Plains were in endless discussion. Some said an old monster from a forbidden zone had made a move, others said a powerhouse from the Heavenly Domain had descended, and some speculated that the Tianque Holy Land had offended some hidden ancient clan.

But those were ultimately just guesses; no one could clearly explain what had happened that day.

"Grand Elder... could that incident be related to the person from just now?" the Black-Robed Elder asked tentatively, his voice kept very low.

The Grey-Robed Elder lowered his eyelids, his gaze falling upon his own withered, thin palm.

His hands clenched involuntarily, his fingers turning white.

"That day, I was passing through the Eastern Wasteland and happened to encounter an omen descending upon the world," he said slowly, his voice sounding as if it were drifting from a very distant place. "Above the firmament, the ten thousand soul banner blotted out the sun and sky. The ten thousand soul banner was the life-bound holy weapon of the Heavenly Fiend Demon Venerable. After the Heavenly Fiend Demon Venerable fell decades ago, its whereabouts had been unknown, but that day, it was thrust into the ancestral lands of the Tianque Holy Land, devouring the entire Holy Land's Spiritual Qi and vitality. That banner radiated a heart-palpitating Devilish Qi, and the entire world was trembling."

He paused, and a flash of indescribable, profound light flickered in his cloudy, old eyes: "I also saw a person."

"That person..." The Black-Robed Elder's throat bobbed, his voice dry, "Is it the young man from just now?"

The Grey-Robed Elder did not answer directly, but continued: "I was far away and did not dare to get close, but I still cannot forget that aura. The ten thousand soul banner was thrust into the peak of the Holy Land. Holy King Tianque tried his best to break free, but was firmly suppressed by an invisible force.

The master of that force was standing above the ten thousand soul banner, dressed in green robes, hands tucked into his sleeves, with a lazy expression, as if he were watching an inconsequential play."

The Black-Robed Elder opened his mouth, but found he could not make a sound.

He recalled how the young man looked when he walked into the dense forest—hands tucked in his sleeves, his pace languid, a faint, ambiguous smile hanging at the corners of his mouth, exactly the same as the person from the legends who destroyed the Tianque Holy Land.

"Grand Elder... did that young man really destroy the Tianque Holy Land?" He finally squeezed out the words, his voice sounding as if it had been dragged forcibly from his throat, filled with disbelief.

The Grey-Robed Elder nodded slightly: "In the hands of the Heavenly Fiend Demon Venerable, the ten thousand soul banner was merely a vicious weapon, but in his hands, after being refined, it was casually thrust into the Holy Land's ancestral grounds, using the Holy Land as a furnace to refine ten thousand years of heritage. Such means can no longer be described by the words 'powerful strength'."

The dense forest fell into a deathly silence once again.

Those few Primal Chaos Realm Elders were completely unable to speak.

They knew full well what level of existence the Tianque Holy Land was.

The person capable of destroying the Tianque Holy Land had just been standing before them, and had even spoken to them.

And they, just a moment ago, had actually dared to point their blades at such a person.

Cold sweat poured out from the Black-Robed Elder's back again, chilling his spine to numbness. The previous unwillingness of "why should I bow to a young man" was now completely replaced by lingering fear.

"Grand Elder... I will return to the valley personally to select those twenty cubs," the Black-Robed Elder said, his voice laced with a hint of urgency. "I... offended that Senior earlier. Please, Grand Elder, instruct me on how I should apologize to that Senior?"

The Grey-Robed Elder remained silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "There is no need to go out of your way to apologize. With your cultivation, you are nothing but an ant in the eyes of that Senior; why would the Senior take it to heart? Pestering him will only be annoying. Just handle the matter of the Spirit Beasts well."

The Black-Robed Elder nodded repeatedly.

The Grey-Robed Elder did not speak again; he simply turned around slowly, gazing into the depths of the dense forest toward the ripples in the Void Realm that had completely dissipated, a complex expression appearing on his withered, thin face.

He had lived for thousands of years, witnessed the changing winds and clouds of the Northern Plains, and had seen with his own eyes the rise and fall of many powerhouses.

But like that young man, appearing suddenly in this world and standing at the pinnacle of heaven and earth at such a young age, this was the first time he had seen it.

He only hoped that the recklessness of Sky Wolf Valley's pursuit earlier had not left a bad impression in that Senior's heart.

The Grey-Robed Elder took a deep breath, and the damp, decaying air of the Secret Realm rushed into his lungs.

He withdrew his gaze and lifted his feet to walk toward the depths of the Secret Realm.

"Let us go. After returning, close the valley for three months. No Disciples in the valley are allowed to go out and cause trouble."

"Yes," the Black-Robed Elder replied hurriedly.

The six Primal Chaos Realm Elders behind him also replied hurriedly.

Although they had not been able to witness the scene of the Tianque Holy Land's destruction with their own eyes, the rumors they had heard during this period were enough to imagine how terrifying the scene that day must have been.

A single person killing their way up to the Tianque Holy Land and destroying it!

This is enough to be called the strongest in the world!

The Grey-Robed Elder walked a few steps, then paused again, turning his head to look at the Black-Robed Elder: "The person you pursued earlier is one of that Senior's people, and he is seriously injured. Go to the treasury, take two ten-thousand-year blood ganoderma, and send them over as well."

The Black-Robed Elder was stunned, then immediately bowed: "This Disciple understands."

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although the Grand Elder said, "There is no need to go out of your way to curry favor," by taking the initiative to add two ten-thousand-year blood ganoderma, it was clear he still wanted to salvage some impression points.

The Grey-Robed Elder did not speak again, his withered, thin figure like a pale grey shadow, silently melting into the shadows of the depths of the Secret Realm.

The Black-Robed Elder stood in place, watching that figure disappear completely from his line of sight, then looked toward the direction where the void fissure in the dense forest had closed, an indescribable, absurd feeling churning in his heart.

The sloppy old man he had chased for three days was actually someone belonging to the person who destroyed the Tianque Holy Land.

He had actually pointed his blade at such a figure just a moment ago, and yet he was still able to stand here alive.

"Return to the valley."

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