Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 682: Ancestral Land?

"The Three Supreme Heavens offended Senior before; now it’s time to settle the score..."

On the distant edge of the well, Nan Shaohua watched the three Sect Masters kowtowing like chickens pecking at rice, a profound sense of satisfaction welling up within her.

These three Sect Masters had always displayed a terrible attitude towards Blood Spirit Tian, implicitly threatening to suppress them.

Now that Senior had made a move and taught them a harsh lesson, how could Nan Shaohua not be thrilled?

With his hands behind his back, Ye Yun calmly regarded the disciples of the three great Sects kneeling before him. His expression was serene, showing not the slightest ripple of emotion.

If he wanted to kill, not even a hundred million kowtows would sway his murderous intent.

"Let me ask you, what is Heaven?" Ye Yun asked softly, his eyes flickering.

What is Heaven?

The three Sect Masters were all stunned, their faces filled with dumbfounded expressions.

Why is this Senior from the Demon Clan suddenly asking such a question?

What is Heaven? 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Heaven... isn’t it just Heaven?

The three Sect Masters looked at each other, then lapsed into hesitant silence.

Behind them, the disciples of the three Sects were also scratching their heads in utter confusion, completely baffled by the question.

Nobody dared to answer first, fearing that a wrong word would cost them their lives.

"If you want to live, then speak," Ye Yun said with a faint smile.

Upon hearing this, the faces of the three Sect Masters changed dramatically, their spirits instantly reviving as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

It seemed that if they didn’t answer, they would die the very next moment.

Life is precious; death is not.

The three Sect Masters had all endured extremely arduous journeys to reach their current cultivation bases; naturally, they all wanted to continue living.

The three of them also understood.

This Senior of the Demon Clan probably felt their cultivation bases were too low to warrant killing them directly. Instead, he was giving them a chance.

Since they were given an opportunity, they naturally wanted to seize it.

"Senior, Heaven refers to the sky, in the sense of the heavens or the divine..." the black-robed old man from Shenluo Tian ventured bravely.

"And you?" Ye Yun’s gaze shifted to the other two.

The other two men’s expressions turned bitter.

"Senior, Heaven is the Heavenly Dao, supreme and inviolable!" the yellow-robed old man from Great Sun Heaven replied.

"Senior, Heaven is the amalgamation of all rules. It governs all living beings, the sun, moon, and stars, the ebb and flow of tides, and the endless cycle of birth, aging, sickness, death, and rebirth for countless lives..." the gray-robed old man from Jiuyou Tian quickly added.

Seeing that all three had spoken, Ye Yun smiled affably.

"Since Heaven is so powerful, how dare your three great Sects call yourselves Supreme Heavens? Are you tired of living?" Ye Yun raised an eyebrow and said, his voice carrying an inherent authority despite its calm tone.

"Ah!" The three Sect Masters exclaimed in unison.

They never dreamed that the names of their Sects would violate this Senior’s taboo.

"Senior, we realize our mistake! We will return immediately and change our Sect’s name, removing any association with ’Heaven.’ Henceforth, my Great Sun Heaven... will be renamed the Great Sun Sect!" the yellow-robed old man hurriedly declared.

"Senior, our Jiuyou Tian will be renamed the Nine Soul Sect!"

"Senior, our Shenluo Tian will be renamed the Divine Net Sect!"

The other two Sect Masters also chimed in, their voices laced with panic.

"Good!" Ye Yun nodded in satisfaction. Looking at the three, he smiled. "You are teachable. I’ll spare your lives this time. Scram!"

"Thank you, Senior!" Overjoyed, the three Sect Masters quickly kowtowed, then turned and hastily departed from this miniature world of the Deep Well of Ghastly Corpse with their disciples.

"Senior, I will also return and change our name..." Nan Shaohua flew over, stood respectfully beside Ye Yun, and said tremulously.

"Whether you change it or not is up to you. However, since the three great Sects have all changed theirs, it would be somewhat incongruous if yours didn’t. Let’s just have all of them changed..." Ye Yun mused for a moment before speaking.

After all, among the four Supreme Sects of the Heavenly Sun Dynasty, it would be rather conspicuous if three changed their names and one did not.

As Ye Yun watched the members of the three Sects flee, his pupils contracted slightly. Countless minuscule, star-like runes flashed rapidly and then vanished.

He activated the Sky Exterminating Phantom Eye.

He had subtly altered the memories of everyone from these three great Sects.

In their altered memories, Ye Yun was an enigmatic figure, like a divine dragon whose tail is seen but never its head—elusive and indecipherable. They were completely oblivious to Ye Yun’s appearance, origins, or any other details about him. Should anyone attempt to read their memories, they would find no useful information.

All along, Ye Yun had employed such methods to maintain his mystique. He wished to avoid alerting the mastermind pulling strings from behind the scenes, fearing it might provoke the powers in the Divine Land to forcibly erase any clues on the Cangnan Continent.

"Very well, Senior!" Nan Shaohua agreed. After gesturing to her disciples, she hastily bid Ye Yun farewell and departed.

The opportunities within the Deep Well of Ghastly Corpse had concluded.

She had to return to Blood Spirit Tian at once, ensure the Sect’s renaming was thoroughly implemented, and then announce the news publicly.

Within this miniature world of the Deep Well of Ghastly Corpse, only Ye Yun and a group of demon beasts were left.

Ye Yun appeared at the edge of the well.

He looked at the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon cowering in the water and said with a faint smile, "I will not kill you. Just stay here obediently!"

"Senior, rest assured! I will not leave, no matter who asks me to!" the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon rumbled in response.

"If people from Tianjige come looking for you, you don’t have to refuse to go. After all, they invested a great deal of effort in your creation," Ye Yun added nonchalantly.

The Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon was taken aback. It quickly searched its memories and seemed to grasp something.

"Senior, I understand," the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon replied hurriedly.

Ye Yun nodded. He had laid a lure for Tianjige; it remained to be seen if they would take the bait.

Holding Little Seven’s hand, the two of them returned to the carriage. The other demon beasts followed suit.

"Let’s go," Ye Yun gave the command. Then, looking towards a certain direction in the sky, he smiled faintly.

That swamp, veiled by a white curtain of mist, was indeed peculiar.

The next target. Ye Yun planned to go there and investigate.

The carriage departed from the Deep Well of Ghastly Corpse, reappearing in the nearby void.

"Hmm?" Ye Yun suddenly let out a soft sound of surprise.

The next moment, his gaze pierced through the ages, and in an instant, he spotted two illusory figures appearing above the mist-shrouded swamp. Although the figures were ethereal, he could discern they were two men in silver robes, their faces concealed by masks.

"Heh, so furtive. They must be from Tianjige, right?" Ye Yun mused with a faint smile, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. Judging by their attire, which was remarkably similar to the silver robes worn by the silver-robed youth he had encountered before, he could be almost certain these two were from Tianjige.

However, these two individuals had not arrived in their true forms. Rather, they had employed some special formation to project these two phantoms.

It had to be said, Tianjige was remarkably cautious. True members of Tianjige would not easily reveal themselves to the world.

"Pavilion Master, the appearance of this white fog is exceedingly strange. It contains Spatial Power. Could there be a Secret Realm within?" one of the men asked.

"If it were merely a Secret Realm, do you think I would have gone to the trouble and expense of projecting our images here with you?" The Master of Heavenly Secret Pavilion gazed at the vast white fog below, a fervent gleam in his eyes, and said in a low voice.

"Pavilion Master, what is the mystery behind this white fog then?" the man asked curiously.

The Master of Heavenly Secret Pavilion turned to look in a certain direction and said in a somber tone, "The Seven-star formation within the Dark Ancient Demonic Dragon’s body underwent some change. This change unexpectedly drew upon the power of the Ancestral Land, causing it to manifest from the void. Such a wondrous event... even the Star Compass could not have predicted it..."

"The Ancestral Land?" the man exclaimed, his voice betraying his shock. He seemed to have realized something, an expression of indescribable astonishment spreading across his face.