201: Chapter 201 Chen Yongheng, the Hundred-Generation Ancestor? He'll Fight Without Hesitation

Amidst the collective horror, there was only the Little Girl's crisp cursing and the faint "buzzing" of Li Mubai's spiritual body's light fluctuating.

Everyone in the Hehuan Sect, from Xiao Nianyin down to the lowest Disciple, had their brains completely crash.

This was simply too much information to process; the impact of what was happening before their eyes was so strong that their meager understanding could not handle it.

Chen Yongheng? That was the taboo name of the Hehuan Sect's Founding Ancestor!

A supreme title only mentioned during sacrificial ceremonies and the most confidential Sect Master successions!

From the Little Girl's words... not only did she know the Founding Ancestor, Chen Yongheng, but they were also very close? She could even... beat him?

Ancestral Master Mubai had become "Little Li" in her mouth, while the Founding Ancestor was called "Old Boy" and "Bastard"?

What... exactly happened to this world?

As the Little Girl grabbed Li Mubai's spiritual body, his face turned pale and flushed in turns—a mix of shame, indignation, fear, and a deep-seated awe rooted in his Soul.

His lips trembled as he looked at the Little Girl's fierce "if you don't call him, I'll keep hitting you" gaze. Feeling the terrifying power contained within her seemingly petite body, his last shred of luck as an Ancestral Master vanished.

Gritting his teeth, he made up his mind. He suddenly turned toward the spatial rift he had just emerged from, which had not yet fully closed, and shouted at the top of his lungs with a voice that almost sounded like a sob:

"Old Man Chen! Chen Yongheng! You bastard, if you don't come out now, my... my wisp of True Spirit is going to be beaten to pieces by Qingtian Old Ancestor!!!"

This shout, filled with sincere emotion and utter misery, echoed above the silent Law Execution Platform and within the numb hearts of every Hehuan Sect member.

The Ancestral Master... was calling for help... from the Founding Ancestor... and he even used profanity...

Many people's eyes were dull, their expressions dazed, as if they were in a bizarre nightmare.

And just as Li Mubai's shout fell—

"Buzz..."

Deep within that spatial rift, the originally turbulent Chaos currents suddenly calmed down.

A golden halo, far more vast than the one that appeared when Li Mubai arrived, slowly spread from the depths of the rift.

Wherever the halo reached, the shattered Void Realm was smoothed over, the disordered Laws were straightened out, and even the minds of the Hehuan Sect members, damaged by excessive shock, felt a sense of peace.

A warm and gentle male voice, carrying a hint of a helpless smile, came from within the halo:

"Little Mubai, we haven't met for thousands of years. Why are you so impatient? To actually speak such words to junior Disciples... hm?"

The owner of the voice seemed to notice the anomaly outside, and his words paused slightly.

Then, under everyone's blank stares, a slender hand gently pushed aside the Chaos Qi flowing at the edge of the rift.

A handsome man dressed in a simple green robe stepped out from the halo.

His appearance didn't have the grand momentum and pressure of Li Mubai's; instead, it gave off a feeling like a gentle spring rain.

But upon careful sensing, one would find that his entire being was integrated with the world. Every movement harmonized with the profound principles of the Great Dao. His Realm level was clearly far above Li Mubai's!

"Chen... Ancestral Master Chen!!!"

Elder Kumu made a strange rattling sound in his throat, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

Although he had never seen the Immortal Master in person, in the portraits of the Sect's core Ancestral Masters and the oldest Legacy descriptions, the Hundred Generations Ancestral Master Chen Yongheng looked exactly like this!

This kind of temperament!

The Hundred Generations Ancestral Master!

One of the giants of the Hehuan Sect's lineage!

The true Old Ancestor!

He had been called out by Ancestral Master Mubai!

Within the numb hearts of the Hehuan Sect members, a sliver of hope suddenly sprouted—surely the Hundred Generations Ancestral Master could... suppress this Prodigy-like Little Girl?

Chen Yongheng stood in the Void Realm. He first glanced at Li Mubai, who was being held by the collar by the Little Girl, with a slight look of reproach. Then, he turned gently toward the people below, preparing to speak, seemingly wanting to calm the scene and ask for the reason.

His voice was warm and pleasant: "Juniors, do not panic. Let me..."

However, his words were destined to remain unfinished.

Because the moment Chen Yongheng appeared, the Little Girl's eyes lit up. Without hesitation, she released Li Mubai's collar like she was throwing away trash.

Li Mubai's spiritual body collapsed to the ground with a "thud." Before he could feel relieved, he saw with horror that the small figure had already vanished again.

The next moment—

A fair, tender little hand once again penetrated the space protected by endless Dao Laws in front of Chen Yongheng, grabbing his... ankle before he could even strike a pose!

Chen Yongheng's warm and peaceful expression instantly froze, and a flash of bewilderment crossed his eyes. He clearly hadn't expected the other party to be so "unscrupulous" as to attack directly, and with a speed so eerie that even he couldn't react in time!

"You come down here too!"

The Little Girl gave a sharp cry and yanked hard with her small hand!

Under the collective gaze of thousands in the Hehuan Sect, and amidst expressions as dazed as if they had been struck by heavenly lightning—

Their supreme Hundred Generations Ancestral Master, the ethereal Ancestral Master Chen Yongheng, was actually grabbed by the ankle by that Little Girl and forcibly... dragged down from the high clouds!

Moreover, because she was dragging him by the ankle, Ancestral Master Chen Yongheng was pulled down head-first in an extremely undignified "planted onion" posture!

"Bang!"

Another muffled thud.

Chen Yongheng's cultivation was deeper after all. Although it happened suddenly, as he was about to hit the ground, the dao rhyme around him naturally flowed. With a gentle spin, he shed most of the force and landed on one knee next to Li Mubai's spiritual body in a slightly hurried but still somewhat elegant posture, instead of being pressed directly into the ground like Li Mubai.