Soul Emperor Martial God

At this moment, the vast forest was devoid of anything.

Or rather, the only things present were the bodies of black-clothed Martial Artists scattered across the ground, and the traces of battle that decorated various parts of the forest.

The talents from various regions had already departed, continuing on their journey.

But undoubtedly, this forest would be the most memorable place on their journey to the Central Region.

Even in their entire Martial Artist careers, this would be an unforgettable experience.

The talents from various regions had all left, continuing towards the Central Region; to them, those cruel black-clothed Martial Artists must all be dead.

Otherwise, the Prohibition Barrier that previously sealed the entire forest would not have disappeared.

And they would not have survived.

But the truth is, there were two people who left this forest earlier than anyone else.

Moreover, the speed of these two was far faster than any Flying Sub-Saint Artifact, and they were already thousands of miles away.

...

Thousands of miles away, in a certain place, two figures were rapidly flying.

No, perhaps it should be said, there were three.

One of them was being held, lifeless, proving it was a corpse.

Looking closer, it was Beiyin Wudi and Uncle Gu.

Beiyin Wudi was holding Beiyin Wuxie's corpse.

"Young Palace Master."

Although the two were flying side by side, Uncle Gu's body always remained one position behind Beiyin Wudi.

"What?" Beiyin Wudi gave a indifferent sideways glance at Uncle Gu.

Uncle Gu hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "That kid, do you really want to let him go?"

"He is gravely injured and can't run far."

"If the Young Palace Master changes his mind, the two of us can catch up in an instant."

Beiyin Wudi's face turned cold upon hearing this, "What, do you take my previous words for granted?"

"I wouldn't dare." Uncle Gu replied respectfully and no longer said anything more.

Beiyin Wudi glanced at the body he was holding, and the coldness on his face quickly dissipated.

"Wuxie always had a mischievous nature, causing a lot of trouble."

"But no matter what, he was my cousin, and my only brother."

"I will personally avenge his death."

"I understand." Uncle Gu sighed, "The Young Palace Master always cared for young master Wuxie, wanting to personally seek revenge."

"However, young master Wuxie is the only son of the Great Elder, this matter will be difficult to explain."

Beiyin Wudi shook his head, "I will handle my uncle."

"And also." Beiyin Wudi gave Uncle Gu a cold glance, "Let it go this time, don't let there be a next time."

Uncle Gu's face changed in shock, "What does the Young Palace Master mean?"

Beiyin Wudi's face turned cold, "Do you really think I didn't see the Death Silence Seal on that kid? Although you withdrew at the end, you ignited the deathly aura within him."

"I beg for forgiveness, Young Palace Master." Uncle Gu's face changed drastically.

"Hm." Beiyin Wudi snorted coldly, "I know you are always loyal, let it go this time."

"If I, Beiyin Wudi, rely on others for my revenge, what a joke would that be?"

"Of course, if that kid can't even withstand a little deathly aura, he isn't worthy of me looking for him in the future."

"Alright, let's put this matter aside for now, no need to mention it again."

Beiyin Wudi paused and said, "How is the situation with the Eighteen Mansions?"

"There are only a few years left until that grand event, and I don't want any surprises."

Uncle Gu nodded and said solemnly, "Reporting to the Young Palace Master, most of the Eighteen Mansions's Talents are in seclusion, preparing diligently for the grand event."

"Only three are missing."

"Which three?" Beiyin Wudi asked in a deep voice.

"The one from Water Light Mansion, the one from Heavenly Nether Mansion, and Young Master Ye from the Ye Family."

"These three?" Beiyin Wudi's brows furrowed deeply.

Uncle Gu chuckled, "Young Palace Master needn't worry too much, they're just Eighteen Mansions's Talents."

"The final victor of the grand event will only be our Beiyin Palace."

"No." Beiyin Wudi shook his head, "The Central Region's Eighteen Mansions are the eighteen top Overlord Forces in the Central Region, it's not that simple."

"I indeed don't value the others, but these three might be exceptions."

"The one from Water Light Mansion is ranked first among the Eighteen Mansions's Talents, the most renowned."

"The one from Heavenly Nether Mansion, as the number one Assassin force in the Central Region, his methods are not to be underestimated."

"As for Young Master Ye from the Ye Family…"

Beiyin Wudi's brows furrowed tightly.

"Young Master Ye from the Ye Family?" Uncle Gu sneered.

"The other two could still make Young Palace Master see them in a higher light but Young Master Ye from the Ye Family is nothing but a wastrel."

"I've heard this person loves to wander, entirely without purpose."

"He goes wherever he is interested, with no restraint, living a carefree life."

"Of course, because of this, our spies from Beiyin Palace could not track him down."

"A wastrel?" Beiyin Wudi murmured to himself.

"Indeed, he loves to wander; but Uncle Gu, do you know, he never has strong protectors with him, always traveling alone."

"The Central Region is not an ordinary place, it's fraught with peril, danger is around every corner."

"And this Ye Liu is still alive and well to this day."

"In comparison to the other two, perhaps he is the most unexpected variable."

"..."

...

Thousands of miles away, a massive azure ship was swiftly flying across the sky.

On the ship, Xiao Yi sat cross-legged, focusing all his efforts on healing his injuries.

A few hours later, Xiao Yi finished healing, exhaling a long breath of turbid air.

His brows, at this moment, were tightly knitted.

His injuries had completely stabilized.

But to fully recover, it was extremely troublesome.

Whether from fighting Beiyin Wuxie or the Hidden Six, those injuries didn't concern him.

Those wounds were minor issues, he didn't pay them any mind.

The only thing that left him helpless was the backlash from burning all his Primordial Power in a minute.

The terrifying burn from the inside out caused extremely severe injuries from the viscera to the whole body.

To completely recover, even with his extraordinary Alchemist abilities, was almost impossible in a short time.

If nothing unexpected happens, this will be the most serious backlash he faced other than that of the Ice Phoenix Sword.

"Forget it." Xiao Yi shook his head.

Such severe wounds, rushing wouldn't help.

Now that the injuries were stable, there was no need to worry for the time being.

Moreover, since Lih Fengxing and other guide's guide is also Duanmu Palace Master, meaning they are also pursuing the Heaven and Earth Martial Arts Power marked by Duanmu Palace Master.

Since the route is the same, just going straight to the Central Region on this azure ship would suffice.

During the time traveling to the Central Region, it would be enough for him to fully recover from his injuries.

Xiao Yi stood up, walked to the edge of the ship, and gazed at the horizon.

Meanwhile, he consumed a few high-grade Elixirs to restore Primordial Power and supplementary Elixirs to increase the absorption of Primordial Power.

Since the injuries were stable, there was no urgency to fully recover immediately.

Therefore, the only thing to do now was to replenish the Primordial Power that was scarce in his Small World.

Leaning on the edge of the ship, his body automatically restoring Primordial Power, Xiao Yi planned to quietly contemplate some matters.

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First update.