Wang Ye, with exceptionally high talent, understood the Secret Moves of the Silkworm Scripture after hearing it once.

A feeling of sudden enlightenment surged through him, his whole body as if currents were flowing through.

Countless doubts in his heart were resolved one by one!

"Is this the Secret Moves of the Silkworm Scripture?"

Wang Ye was excited.

The Secret Moves of the Silkworm Scripture are indeed unfathomably profound; understanding them does not equate to mastering them.

Understanding these Secret Moves is merely the beginning of cultivation.

For the next three years, Wang Ye devoted himself to cultivating the Silkworm Scripture.

Spring passed and autumn came!

In an instant, three years had gone by.

A cocoon about a meter in size appeared in the pavilion by Maple Fragrance Lake.

Crash!

Suddenly, silkworm silk scattered in all directions, and Wang Ye emerged from the cocoon.

"Tianyin!"

These two words surfaced in Wang Ye’s mind.

This person had caused him to stay in the Silkworm World for three years.

But now he harbors no resentment towards Tianyin; if it weren’t for the enormous threat he sensed from Tianyin, he would never have practiced the Silkworm Scripture.

Moreover, after being refined by the Silkworm Scripture, his mindset has undergone a significant change.

Only the weak try to prove their strength by defeating others.

Now, as a peerless powerhouse, Wang Ye knows that the only way to prove his strength is to constantly surpass himself.

Because in the Blackwater Secret Realm, he already has no opponents.

Now his strength has reached the Transcendent Divine Realm.

The Transcendent Divine Realm is far beyond the realms of Nirvana and Chaos.

Looking across the entire Blackwater Secret Realm, those who have reached the Transcendent Divine Realm are few and far between, only Tianyin and Bu Qi the Elder.

"It’s time to leave here!"

Wang Ye strode out of the pavilion.

Just as he stepped out, he saw a familiar figure.

The seven-foot-tall Empress appeared before him; Tianyin still wore a dazzling red outfit, exuding elegance and a presence akin to both an immortal and a demon.

Her cold eyes fixed on Wang Ye, as a crisis sensation pervaded through his soul.

"What cultivation technique did you learn that makes me feel such pressure?"

With a solemn expression, Tianyin questioned.

In this world, only two people have ever made her feel pressured: Xiong Fengru and Bu Qi the Elder.

But over the past three thousand years, Xiong Fengru and Bu Qi the Elder’s power has diminished, unknowingly, while Tianyin’s power has far surpassed theirs.

Tianyin, however, remains unaware.

Wang Ye looked around; with countless villagers nearby, fighting here would definitely harm the innocent.

A secluded place is needed for a grand battle.

"If you really want to know what cultivation technique I learned, then follow me."

With that, Wang Ye flew into the distance.

Tianyin waved her long sleeves and followed closely.

"Old friend Tianyin."

As Tianyin was about to follow Wang Ye, a familiar voice rang in Tianyin’s ear.

Tianyin heard it and trembled.

Immediately, her figure landed like a phantom, gazing warily at Xiong Fengru.

"Old friend, how have you been lately!"

Tianyin’s voice trembled slightly, showing her apprehension towards Xiong Fengru.

The shadow of these three thousand years is deeply ingrained and not easily dispelled.

"Alright, I suppose. It seems like we haven’t sparred for three thousand years. What do you say, shall we have a bout today?"

Xiong Fengru, with arms folded confidently.

Tianyin smiled faintly upon hearing this; men in this world are all so casual, how could she, as a Magic Emperor, carelessly engage in combat?

"Old friend, your manners aren’t quite polite; after all, we are old friends, how can we casually start a fight?"

"Battle is ruthless; recklessly engaging will only harm our camaraderie."

Tianyin stood proudly by the lakeside, with robes fluttering in the wind, showcasing her imperial demeanor as the Magic Emperor.

Wang Ye also stopped, quietly standing by the lakeside.

Glancing at the Magic Emperor, Wang Ye’s mouth curled into a cold smile; this Magic Emperor is clearly wary of Xiong Fengru, yet speaks in this manner.

Xiong Fengru pondered for a moment, then said.

"In that case, let’s set a time and place, and gather all the experts from the Blackwater Secret Realm to watch the battle; this won’t belittle you, the Magic Emperor."

It seems so; now that Tianyin is the Magic Emperor, how could she possibly start a fight against her old friend, who has been dormant for three thousand years?

After all, defeating him brings her no benefit.

Tianyin nodded slightly upon hearing this, raising a hand.

"That’s just right."

With that, she looked at Wang Ye.

"Sect Master Wang, our battle should be like this; such a fight should indeed come with a sense of ceremony."

Her eyes flashed cold; she wants a grand, shocking battle that stuns the entire Blackwater Secret Realm.

To let the world witness her Magic Emperor might.

"I agree, then let’s duel on March fifteenth, the location shall be Qiankun Mountain."

Tianyin was silent for a moment upon hearing this; Qiankun Mountain being the deciding victory place, the duel there is fair to both parties.

She nodded and said.

"That’s settled then; see you at Qiankun Mountain in a month’s time."

With that, she fluttered her wine-red long robe and flew straight towards Tianmo Island.

And Wang Ye also rode a wisp of breeze towards Tianyong Mountain.

Xiong Fengru continued practicing at Maple Fragrance Lake.

Tianyong Mountain, Heaven God Temple!

Wang Ye sat calmly on the Heavenly God chair, eyes closed, resting, with five Peak Masters seated before him.

"Sect Master, you’ve called us here today, what are your instructions?"

With a respectful look, Carefree Master inquired.

During this time, Tianyong Mountain has been peaceful; the sect master’s grand mission against demons remains unfinished, why has he suddenly returned to Tianyong Mountain?

"Rumor has it that Sect Master and Sword Immortal went to Tianmo Island; it’s unexpected that they safely returned, it’s indeed a miracle; it seems heaven blesses our Tianyong Mountain."

Tang Xuan clasped hands, smiling benevolently.

"How did Sect Master return?"

Xia Yurou was intrigued.

Upon hearing the rumors related to entering Tianmo Way, she was initially worried, as that place is a deathtrap.

Unexpectedly, the sect master was able to return alive, bringing her immense joy.

"According to hearsay, Sect Master mastered the Light and Shadow Sword Technique, reversing time, thus escaping disaster, and was pursued by the Magic Emperor for three years."

Zi Lan said.

Her heart filled with curiosity, wondering what the sect master did to the Magic Emperor, causing her relentless pursuit.

It appears the sect master wasn’t shortchanged on Tianmo Island.

After a while, Wang Ye finally opened his eyes, sweeping a glance at the five Peak Masters, he said.

"On March fifteenth, I’m going to engage the Magic Emperor Tianyin in a grand battle, this battle pertains to Tianyong Mountain’s survival; you all must swiftly spread this information."

"Ensure every sect in the Blackwater Secret Realm knows of this upcoming duel with the Magic Emperor."

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expression grew solemn, as the atmosphere in Heaven God Temple became oppressive.

"Is Sect Master really going to duel the Magic Emperor?"

"Rumor has it that over the past three thousand years, the Magic Emperor Tianyin stands unrivaled in the world, having never met an opponent."

"Indeed, it’s rumored many experts have tried challenging Tianyin, but upon reaching Tianmo Island, they vanished without a trace."

"Can our Sect Master win?"

The five Peak Masters began discussing.

Currently, though the Magic Emperor Tianyin is a notorious figure, her power seems near divine.

Now Sect Master actually intends to duel her.

Such a battle is truly hard to predict.

Immediately, the five Peak Masters sent people to spread the message.

Qingyun Sect, within Tingyu Pavilion.

The Qingyun Sect Master, indulging in decadence daily, besides drinking tea, watched nuns dance.

Seeing this state of the sect master, Qingfeng Zi shook his head and said.

"Sect Master, there’s something that might interest you."

Qingfeng Zi spoke mysteriously.

Hearing this, Tingyu shifted his gaze from the dancing nuns, glancing at Qingfeng Zi, he said.

"Tell me, what could possibly pique my interest?"