Chapter 1759
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Ye Wushuang didn’t answer.
After calming down for a while, Zhou Yuan said, “Right… You’re only at the Wangwo Realm, yet you weren’t surprised to learn I’m a Saint or hear about the Xuanyuan Realm. So it was Tao Qingyang who told you！”
Ye Wushuang offered no explanation.
”That’s right,” Zhou Yuan went on. “Tao Qingyang is an exceptionally powerful Saint from the Tao Clan of the Xuanyuan Realm. Years ago, he secretly left the Xuanyuan Realm and came to this remote Tianyuan Continent, where he seemed to have discovered something in the Burial Saint Cave.”
”After hearing this news, I sneaked here from the Xuanyuan Realm and found that the Burial Saint Cave is indeed mysterious.”
”But only after truly entering the Burial Saint Cave’s Sky-Overturning Ridge did I realize how terrifying this place is.”
Zhou Yuan’s voice trembled slightly as he said： “Even saints would die here.”
Ye Wushuang listened quietly.
Zhou Yuan’s voice stopped at this moment.
Ye Wushuang asked, ‘What’s so terrifying about it？’
’What？’
’I’m asking you, what’s so terrifying about this Burial Saint Cave’s Sky-Overturning Ridge？’ Ye Wushuang continued, ‘Right now, forces from all over the Tianyuan Continent have entered the Sky-Overturning Ridge and discovered this illusory land. Not to mention Saints, not even a single Saint Heaven Realm expert has appeared, yet everyone is alive and well.’
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Yuan smiled bitterly and said, ‘Because you’re too weak, that’s why you’re not dead.’
Ye Wushuang’s expression froze.
’The seals within this place can only be truly sensed upon reaching the Heavenly Saint Realm, and Saints who enter here will be completely and utterly suppressed！’
In other words, martial artists who enter this place at levels like Star-Grasping Realm or Deluded Self Realm haven’t even reached the point of triggering the seals here！
Weakness has actually become an advantage here！
Zhou Yuan sighed and couldn’t help saying, “I was also blinded by greed. Even a sage like Tao Qingyang suffered defeat here, yet I still thought of trying my luck. In the end, I almost got myself killed…”
”Everyone has a mentality of taking chances!”
Hearing this, Zhou Yuan gave a bitter smile.
After some thought, Ye Wushuang added, “I heard Tao Qingyang mention that he was summoned to this Tianyuan Continent because of a piece of jade, and it was also that piece of jade that took his life. Back then, when you were here, did you ever see it？”
Zhou Yuan remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, “Back then, I searched the Fantian Ridge area for a long time, but later accidentally entered this void realm and witnessed many unbelievable places that even left me in awe.”
”At that time, I did indeed gain tremendous benefits within this place, but… I was too greedy, which led to me being trapped here for eight thousand years, with my soul power exhausted and my physical body nearly dried up！”
”As for the jade stone you mentioned, I have never seen it.”
Ye Wushuang nodded.
Looking again at the three-legged small cauldron at the center of the altar, Ye Wushuang pondered for a moment and said, “How can we break the seal you left from the outside and rescue you?”
Zhou Yuan immediately said, “Using your own blood as a guide to trigger the altar’s seal and activate it, the altar will operate on its own, but…”
”But what？ Speak plainly.”
Zhou Yuan gave a bitter smile and said, “However, I see that you are at the Deluded Self Seven Tribulations realm, with considerable strength, but your blood as a guide… might not be enough.”
”Not enough？”
Ye Wushuang raised an eyebrow and asked, “How much more is needed？”
”At least hundreds of martial artists with qi and blood similar to yours have been activated！” Zhou Yuan said earnestly： “Of course, if it’s a Heavenly Realm Saint or a true Sage, just a bit of their essence blood would suffice.”
Hundreds…
Ye Wushuang thought for a moment and said： “I can attract hundreds of martial artists and use their blood as a catalyst, but… I’m no match for so many people！”
Hearing this, Zhou Yuan immediately said, “Give me the time it takes for one incense stick to burn. After that, if you can lure those people here, you won’t need to lift a finger to kill them—I’ll do it myself. Then, you can guide their vital energy to nourish the altar！”
”Deal！”
With their agreement reached, Ye Wushuang nodded and prepared to leave.
”Wait a moment.”
Zhou Yuan’s voice sounded again： “You’re so confident in saving me？ Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you once I’m out？”
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang paused his steps, his back to the altar, and said calmly, “Eight thousand years ago, you were already a Saint. What does a mere False Self Realm cultivator like me mean in your eyes？”
”Just lending you a hand in passing—no need to kill me over it.”
At this point, Ye Wushuang’s voice carried a hint of relaxation as he said, “Besides, you can’t even undo the seal you left behind. Even if I let you out, if you really want to kill me… I’m not someone who’ll just sit and wait to be killed.”
Hearing these words, Zhou Yuan couldn’t help but laugh and said, “You’re really quite an interesting little fellow.”
Throughout the conversation with Ye Wushuang so far, he could sense distrust and suspicion in Ye Wushuang’s tone, but not a trace of fear or terror.
This reckless young man at the Seventh Tribulation Realm was truly fascinating.
Zhou Yuan blurted out, “Would you be willing to become my disciple？”
Even Zhou Yuan himself was somewhat taken aback by these words.
He had actually entertained the thought of taking Ye Wushuang as his disciple, and it slipped out just like that.
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang paused in his steps, then turned his head and smiled, “You… can’t teach me anything.”
Soon after, Ye Wushuang left the altar, exited the secret chamber, and returned to the surface.
A thin mist swirled around the area.
The deaths of Zhao Tianhe and the other three might already have been noticed by the Qi, Zhao, and Yu families, but for now, their bodies hadn’t been found, so nothing could be confirmed.
If Ye Wushuang wanted to kill again now, he would have to be even more cautious.
Amid the swirling mist, Ye Wushuang moved forward warily through the haze.
Before long.
A deafening explosion suddenly erupted among the ruins of the ancient hall.
Soon after, the sounds of rushing wind echoed from all directions.
Ye Wushuang crouched beneath a low wall, carefully summoning the blood-red pupils.
Within the range shrouded by thin mist, Qi Zhenzhong, Qi Zhentian, Qi Zhenshan, Zhao Tianqing, and others quickly gathered together.
