WHOOSH!

Several streaks of light tore through the sky, heading straight for Ye Wushuang.

Although he didn’t sense any hostility from them, he didn’t dare let his guard down until he could determine if they were friend or foe.

The sweet, delicate voice rang out as a graceful figure shot out from the group, heading straight for Ye Wushuang.

"Brother Ye!"

The shout rang out again, this time filled with certainty and joy.

A fragrant breeze washed over him.

Having heard this voice twice now, how could Ye Wushuang not know who it was?

Meng Fanx and the others, however, remained on guard.

A graceful figure in a yellow dress, like a dancing spirit butterfly, landed in front of Ye Wushuang.

This woman was none other than Yuann Qingmeng.

"Brother Ye, we meet again." Gazing at Ye Wushuang, Yuann Qingmeng walked forward with a smile, her bright, lively eyes shining with joy.

Meng Fanx and the others were stunned. The girl who had appeared out of nowhere completely ignored them and walked right up to Ye Wushuang.

Since Ye Wushuang didn’t signal otherwise, his companions didn’t stop her. Instead, they sized her up, noting she was as elegant and otherworldly as an orchid in a deep valley—exceptionally beautiful.

Meng Fanx and the others shot Ye Wushuang strange looks, their eyes flickering with envy. Since joining the team, they had all become well aware that the other women in their group shared an unusual relationship with him.

And now, another one had appeared. The look in her eyes was far from ordinary. ’Their relationship must be anything but simple,’ they all speculated.

As for Yangg Qing’er, Ye Rou, and Qianling, they watched with curiosity. ’What’s her relationship with Ye Wushuang?’

Dii Qingxue’s brow furrowed slightly. Her gaze swept over the young woman’s eyes, and she seemed to see the affection pouring out of them. She immediately turned and shot Ye Wushuang an angry glare.

"Miss Qingmeng, what brings you here?" Ye Wushuang asked with a faint smile. He was well aware of the varied looks from his companions, but it was too much trouble to explain.

"Brother Ye!"

As he spoke, a handsome young man descended from the sky, with several others following close behind.

Ye Wushuang’s gaze fell on the newcomer. He had seen him before in the Earth Palace. It was Feng Yang, the strongest disciple of the Yunlan Ancient Teachings and one of the Four Prodigies.

Feng Yang walked over with a smile, an extremely powerful fluctuation of True Essence emanating from his body. Meng Fanx and the others grew wary and guarded.

Only when Ye Wushuang waved his hand to signal that everything was fine did their taut nerves relax slightly. This was the strongest team they had encountered since the First Pass; every single one of its members was as strong as they were.

"Greetings, Miss Dii!"

Feng Yang walked over, and seeing Dii Qingxue was also present, cupped his fist in greeting.

Dii Qingxue nodded in acknowledgment.

"Brother Feng, why haven’t you entered the Ninth Pass yet?" Ye Wushuang asked curiously. The overall strength of this group from the Yunlan Ancient Teachings was formidable. Entering the later passes should have been easy for them.

Feng Yang smiled. "We heard that there were ruins in the Sixth Pass, so we came to take a look."

"That’s right!" Yuann Qingmeng added with a light laugh. "I just followed my senior brother here. I never expected to run into Brother Ye."

"You heard it from someone?" Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. "Brother Feng, were the ones who told you from the Demon Abyss?"

Feng Yang replied, "Indeed. It was Chi Tian and Lupao from the Demon Abyss!"

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang and his companions exchanged a look. Now they all understood Lupao and Chi Tian’s scheme—they didn’t want Ye Wushuang to obtain the treasure easily.

A thought occurred to him, and Ye Wushuang turned to carefully examine the other teams up ahead, his gaze growing heavy.

Among them were many teams, and the backs of several figures looked very familiar.

The Celestial Sword Sect’s Ao Wuchang!

The Feather Race’s Yuh Yuzhen!

The Illusion Race’s Beize Sheng!

’All of these people hold a grudge against me. Chi Tian and Lupao must have lured them here for the sole purpose of dealing with me.’

Ye Wushuang sneered inwardly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

RUMBLE!

While Ye Wushuang was lost in thought, another team arrived, flying across the sky.

The members of this team were wrapped in dark robes and shrouded in a dense, necrotic aura.

Their arrival made several of the other teams turn their heads, their expressions filled with apprehension.

"Those are disciples from the Corpse Sect. They’re a power from outside the Endless Wilderness, and their methods involve controlling corpses."

Looking at the newcomers, Dii Qingxue explained, "Corpse Sect disciples are cruel. If they set their sights on someone, they will stop at nothing to kill them and refine them into a Corpse Puppet. They also steal the bodies of powerful experts from tombs and ruins to refine. They can create incredibly powerful Corpse Puppets with terrifying combat power."

"The Corpse Sect?"

Ye Wushuang recalled the strange young man he had met in the Earth Palace. He had controlled the corpse of a Yin Yang Realm Flood Dragon, which was truly terrifying.

"So the Corpse Sect is here to join the fun. I guess they’ll be able to put all the rotten corpses inside to good use."

Many mocking voices arose from the crowd, none of whom had a favorable impression of the Corpse Sect.

Grave-robbing, tomb-raiding, and killing people for Corpse Refining—disciples from many factions had suffered at their hands!

"Everyone is exploring the ruins, so how could our Corpse Sect miss out? If anyone is unfortunate enough to die inside, my Corpse Sect can even collect the body for them. Isn’t that better for everyone?"

A skeletal-looking man at the front of the Corpse Sect team spoke in a sinister, shrill voice that sent chills down the spine.

"So, the great Corpse Sect genius Tu Qianqian is here just to collect corpses!"

As soon as Tu Qianqian finished speaking, another team flew in from the distance.

The most eye-catching among them was the figure at the very front.

A pair of slender, snow-white feet seemed to step on the breeze itself as she walked forward.

This graceful figure wore a form-fitting, aqua-green silk dress that perfectly accentuated her slender, delicate curves.

Her snow-white neck was as elegant as a swan’s. Below it, her ample bosom, wrapped in the silk dress, formed a perfect arc with her slender, willowy waist.

The only shame was that her face was hidden behind a colorful silk scarf, sparking everyone’s curiosity.

A peculiar, refreshing fragrance wafted over, one that everyone could smell even from a great distance.

"It’s Miss Yiren from Yunhuang Hall!"

Gazing at the newcomer, the men in several of the teams all turned their heads to look.

Mengg Yiren. One of the Three Beauties. In the entire Endless Wilderness, she was the woman who most infatuated men, second only to Dii Qingxue.

Besides her hidden, peerless beauty, what was even more enchanting was the unique, natural fragrance of her body, which was said to attract flowers and butterflies, earning her the title "Fragrance Consort."

’Kid, that woman also possesses a special physique.’

Suddenly, the Dragon Cat’s voice echoed in his mind.

’What kind of physique?’ Ye Wushuang asked, curious.

’This physique should be the Celestial Fragrance Divine Consort Body. It’s even more powerful than the Saber Demon Body, and incomparably terrifying. Rumor has it that when this physique reaches Great Success, it can make even an Ancient Monarch fall completely under its spell.’

’Lord Cat remembers that a Celestial Fragrance Divine Consort Body once appeared in an Ancient Realm within one of the Nine Heavens Domains. To possess her, the Lord of the Ancient Realm didn’t hesitate to slaughter hundreds of millions of people, which triggered a great upheaval throughout the realm.’

The Dragon Cat recounted.

’Making the lord of a realm slaughter hundreds of millions for her!’

Ye Wushuang was left speechless.