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The appearance of the Rift Sky Demon Butterfly completely turned the tide of battle. The once lofty immortal was reduced to nothing more than a mere dog, crushed effortlessly by the gentle flapping of its wings.
The figure in the black robe uttered, "Let's go!"
Tearing through the void, he glanced back at the still motionless Blue-Eyed Immortal, signaling him to follow and escape. However, the Blue-Eyed Immortal remained rooted to the spot, his expression blank.
He was unaware of what had transpired, but he sensed something was amiss. Without hesitation, he stepped into the rift in space and fled into the distance.
Zhao Yang approached Long Xiao Wu and infused some Chaos True Qi into him before suddenly slapping him hard, exclaiming, "Fatty, stop pretending."
Long Xiao Wu coughed violently and came to his senses, feigning surprise as he exclaimed, "Ah, I’m not done yet?"
"What? Fatty, you lied to me!" Zhao Yu's small face was flushed with anger as she pounded her tiny fists against Long Xiao Wu's chest until he nearly rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Hmph, I won't talk to you anymore."
"Zhao Yang, what's going on with this immortal?" Zhao Tianlang asked, pointing at the Blue-Eyed Immortal before them.
Zhao Yang replied, "Li Mo's team has developed a virus to deal with immortals. Just now, while I was fighting him, I injected the virus into him. Now this immortal is no different from a mortal. I'm taking him back to Cloud Ruins City for dissection research; the Celestial Capture Sect will be established soon."
"You want to capture an immortal?" Everyone was taken aback by Zhao Yang's audacious plan. Immortals were revered beings that commanded respect, yet here was Zhao Yang, a mere mortal, contemplating capturing one!
Zhao Yang nodded confidently. "Immortals may look down on mortals and consider themselves above all else, but they still need to breathe; they cannot escape the cycle of life and death. As long as they are living beings, they have weaknesses. By employing scientific methods to hunt them down, we can turn the cultivation world into their graveyard. No matter how powerful they are, they cannot evade my grasp!"
"Arrogant!" A voice echoed as if it had traveled from ancient times—deep and resonant. "A mere ant of humanity seeks to annihilate the immortal realm through wicked means from another world? It is utterly laughable! I knew those seven fools would achieve nothing but cause trouble. Fortunately, this Celestial Sovereign followed them."
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the clouds, towering high enough to touch the heavens. The entire Five Elements Continent seemed barely able to contain his presence as everyone looked up in terror at this boundless Celestial Sovereign.
The Rift Sky Demon Butterfly glanced at the being who claimed to be the Celestial Sovereign and fluttered down to perch on Zhao Yang's shoulder.
"Celestial Sovereign" chuckled, "The Rift Sky Demon Butterfly is indeed powerful. A mature Rift Sky Demon Butterfly could contend with even the legendary Four Divine Beasts or an Emperor. However, you are still too weak. Given your connection to that person, I can spare your life, but these people must die!"
With that, "Celestial Sovereign" restrained the Rift Sky Demon Butterfly.
"Not just these people; everyone in the Cultivation world must die!" "Celestial Sovereign" pronounced a death sentence on all.
A palm descended like a massive hand from half of the Five Elements Continent. Everyone was unable to withstand such overwhelming pressure, pinned to the ground and unable to move. Countless individuals were crushed into a bloody pulp, and even before the palm's wind reached them—merely hinting at an attack—such horrific consequences ensued!
Meanwhile, deep within the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, a cute young beast emerged from a Primordial Formation. It held a peculiar fruit in its mouth, which was entirely red and resembled a red gemstone. It was clearly not an ordinary Spiritual Fruit; it was at least of Holy Fruit grade. Yet, the young beast displayed a look of disgust and dropped the strange fruit onto the ground.
Behind it lay countless spirit beasts lying low. Even a fully matured Tribulation Period White Tiger Spirit Beast appeared like a small kitten before it, showing a submissive demeanor.
The young beast yawned twice, making chirping sounds, then looked up at the sky filled with "Celestial Sovereign." Its small nose sniffed the air, and suddenly its eyes widened as it stared at the towering figure of the immortal, drooling in excitement!
This young beast was none other than "Little Beast," also known as "Little Nine," who had left Zhao Yang years ago. Now it had grown significantly larger while still maintaining its fluffy white fur and adorable appearance. However, there was an unnatural glint of ferocity in its eyes—a hint of bloodthirst!
It had never gazed at anything with such greed before. Its eyes sparkled as they scanned the enormous "Celestial Sovereign" above, seemingly searching for something. Suddenly, it spotted a group of people trapped beneath the true form of "Celestial Sovereign," and one person among them stirred intense excitement within it—that person was Zhao Yang!
In an instant, "Little Beast" transformed into a streak of light and shot toward him like a meteor.
As "Celestial Sovereign's" giant palm descended halfway, he heard an angry roar. The sound wasn't particularly loud, yet "Celestial Sovereign" halted his attack. Others also heard this roar; it sounded youthful and somewhat childish, akin to a child imitating a bird's call.
“Chirp Chirp!”
“Little Nine?” Zhao Yang recognized the voice as he looked up just in time to see a white flash rush toward him, knocking him over while emitting soft cries. Zhao Yang was overjoyed as he embraced "Little Nine," rubbing and kissing it. “Little Nine! I missed you so much! Where have you been all this time?”
"Whimper!" Little Nine nestled in Zhao Yang's arms, ready to act cute and cry. However, he suddenly sniffed the air and, with a surprisingly human-like gesture, reached into Zhao Yang's embrace and pulled out the Ginseng King hidden within.
Upon seeing Little Beast, the Ginseng King kicked his legs wildly and cried out, "Don't eat me! Don't eat me! If you must eat, go after your mortal enemy! I'm about to be flattened!"
Zhao Yang comforted Little Beast, saying, "Little Nine, he's my new little brother. Let's not eat him."
Hearing Zhao Yang's words, Little Beast huffed and kicked the Ginseng King away. He then wriggled free from Zhao Yang's hold and looked up at the giant hand that had abruptly stopped in the sky, his mouth agape in astonishment.
This mouth was not just large; it was enormous enough to nearly scare Zhao Yang and the others to death. They could only see a round head expanding to an unimaginable size above them, as if it were going to swallow the heavens whole. The sky darkened, obscuring their vision. But as they heard a gurgling sound in their ears, as if Little Beast had swallowed something, the sky became incredibly vast and clear.
"It’s... it’s the Celestial Beast! What other terrifying and unknown things exist in the cultivation world?" A dreamy voice floated through the air, clear to everyone present.
Others couldn't see it, but Zhao Yang could clearly make out Little Beast opening its mouth and swallowing that arrogant figure known as the Celestial Sovereign without even chewing.
The crowd stared in shock at the silly Little Beast in Zhao Yang's arms. Little Beast bared its teeth and wagged its round little tail.
They exchanged smiles and helped each other back to Cloud Ruins City.
From that day on, the wasteland in the northwest where Cloud Ruins City was located began to flourish, with irrigation projects established and trade flourishing.
That year, Zhao Yang ascended to the throne, receiving homage from all beings, marking it in history as the Year of the Demon Emperor.
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