“Lord God!”
At that moment, WIKI stepped forward, his eyes emitting a blue glow as he scanned the surroundings. He spoke softly, “There are no signs of life, no threats.”
Ye Kai paused for a moment before nodding slowly. “Perhaps this island belongs to this fellow, but he must be dead; otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to enter so easily.”
“Your Excellency, Subordinate finds this person’s face somewhat familiar!” Gongyang Zhenjun suddenly furrowed his brow, a look of hesitation crossing his features.
Just as Ye Kai was about to inquire further, he suddenly displayed a look of shock and exclaimed loudly, “This is one of the strongest three Great Demons in history, the last supreme being of the ancient demon race, the Demon Race Holy Emperor, Zhu Wuchang!”
Seeing Gongyang Zhenjun turn pale with fear, Ye Kai immediately understood the terrifying pressure that this mere shadow exuded despite lacking any real presence.
But why did this last supreme being of the demon race, the Holy Emperor, have such a name as ‘Zhu Wuchang’?
Could it be related to spiders?
After all, aside from the Thousand-Eyed Centipede and such creatures, spiders also have many eyes.
So, had this Spirit Lord’s celestial mountain already fallen into the hands of the demon race long ago!?
However, this secret should have only been known to the last Demon Race Holy Emperor himself; no one else was aware of it, and no news had ever leaked out. With the fall of Holy Emperor Zhu Wuchang in ancient times, the secret was buried along with him.
The two eyes atop Holy Emperor Zhu Wuchang flashed with purple light, while the dozen or so eyes on his chest and abdomen emitted a faint glow, fixating on Ye Kai and Gongyang Zhenjun, making them feel uneasy.
Although WIKI had confirmed that this was merely a projection or something similar and posed no real threat,
the knowledge of what abilities ancient Old Demons possessed made them wary. What if it could turn illusion into reality?
What if this was a preparation for reincarnation, or a means to seize a body?
In any case, Ye Kai dared not step forward.
Without his initiative, WIKI and Gongyang Zhenjun also hesitated to approach.
After a long pause, Ye Kai finally regained his senses. It seemed that the broken Primordial Spirit had flown directly into this place. After scanning the surroundings for a moment, his gaze finally settled on the throne behind the projection of the Demon Race Holy Emperor.
At that moment, a pearl was embedded in the throne, emitting a burst of purple halo.
Feeling that this mass of light and shadow seemed devoid of intelligence, Ye Kai gradually revealed a faint smile.
He carefully sensed for a moment. The figure formed by the Purple Light appeared confused and unaware: "There is no soul imprint. No Bloodline essence, no true spirit, no Talisman markings... just a simple residual image. In this situation, regardless of how powerful he was in life, it would be impossible for him to return to life."
Once he confirmed there were no hidden dangers, Ye Kai boldly stepped forward and cast a Spell Formula. With a hiss, the light sphere immediately detached from the throne, and the projection of the Demon Race Holy Emperor vanished as well.
"Smack!"
As he reached out to grasp the light sphere, he noticed that the massive throne it had just been embedded in began to change again. The Purple Light surged forth, illuminating the vast palace, followed by an endless stream of purple halos erupting from within the hall, spreading across the entire island.
But just then, a faint voice suddenly echoed from the celestial mountain: "I have long known that one should not harbor any hopes; unfortunately... this Celestial Island still has its master."
"Who!!!"
Gongyang Zhenjun was the first to spring into action. At Ye Kai's signal, WIKI also leaped forward.
"Time is running out!"
Ye Kai looked at the throne that still radiated an endless purple halo. Holding the glowing orb in his hand, he stepped forward, finally ascending the ninety-nine steps. He gazed at the incredibly noble throne, engraved with countless talismans, and with a flick of his sleeve, he sat down directly.
"Boom!!!"
The moment he settled into the seat, lightning flashed and thunder roared above the entire island. A tremendous pressure erupted, freezing everything within the Scope of Thousands of Corpses.
A few seconds later, Spirit Master Island trembled again, sending forth a shockwave that obscured the sun and stirred up boundless waves.
At that moment, Ye Kai was astonished to discover that he had gained control over the entire island.
This was nothing short of a miracle.
He knew his own capabilities; with his Golden Core Stage cultivation, it would take him at least a hundred or eighty years to refine the core of the island. Even then, it would be futile—his cultivation level simply wasn't sufficient; it was laughable.
Yet, as he grasped the glowing orb once more, his Divine Sense surged to an astonishing degree, instantly sweeping across the entire island and expanding in all directions, reaching three Thousands of Corpses in an instant.
In other words, his Divine Sense had amplified three to four hundred times in a heartbeat.
"Stop right there! I mean no harm!"
Ye Kai was having fun as he watched the gray-cloaked old man with a bitter smile struggling against the terrifying shockwave. He smirked and sent a voice transmission, asking, "No ill intentions? Then why did you come here at such a critical moment for this Sect to refine the island?"
Hearing Ye Kai's question, the old man let out another bitter laugh. "Old Man's true form is that of a Mysterious Water Turtle. I have survived in this Spirit Mirage Sea for over eight thousand years and have seen many attempt to ascend this island, but they all returned empty-handed or perished."
"This time, it was merely a coincidence. I, the Old Man, was on my way to the Daughter-in-law's Water Palace to visit my newly born Grandson when I inadvertently discovered the radiant light erupting from the island, realizing that someone had successfully taken control of it."
The Mysterious Water Turtle?!
Eight thousand years?
What the hell!
What is this old man thinking? Who would directly reveal their true identity to a stranger they just met?
Ye Kai began to feel suspicious.
With a thought, he immediately summoned Gongyang Zhenjun and WIKI back to the palace using his vast and powerful magical energy. At the same time, a projection materialized not far from the old man.
After calmly meeting his gaze for a moment, he smiled slightly and said, "Indeed, it is a coincidence. May I ask how you are addressed? This Sect is led by Ye Kai of the Star God Sect."
"The Old Man's Dharma name is Xuan Yi. I have heard of you, Ye Master!"
Although Xuan Yi had never heard of the Star God Sect, he figured that with such a powerful ability to quickly refine an enormous Celestial Island, they must be exceptionally strong.
He quickly cupped his hands in greeting and said, "If Ye Master does not mind, my Daughter-in-law's Water Palace is just seventy thousand miles away..."
"Wait!"
Ye Kai interrupted the somewhat verbose Xuan Yi with a wry smile and asked in confusion, "Xuan Yi, my friend, are you not afraid that this Sect might harbor ill intentions and occupy your Daughter-in-law's Water Palace?"
This old man is truly bizarre!
Facing a stranger, after just a few casual words, he treats him as an esteemed guest and even invites him to his Daughter-in-law's Water Palace to attend his Grandson's hundred-day banquet?!
"Haha, Xuan Yi has been reckless."
Xuan Yi's expression froze for a moment before breaking into a grin. "Ye Master may not know, but if Old Man were to reveal his true form, it would be no different from your island. If Ye Master truly harbors ill intentions, Old Man could simply self-destruct."
Upon hearing this, Ye Kai looked at the old man's seemingly smug face and couldn't help but gasp in shock.
Is this guy the Mysterious Water Turtle?!
This is practically a Giant Tortoise, right?
His true form is almost comparable to this spiritual realm; this...
Ye Kai was completely bewildered.
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