Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 705: We Welcome the Saint of Eight Extremes!

Chapter 705: Chapter 705: We Welcome the Saint of Eight Extremes!

「Outside the Nine Li Divine Mountain.」

Above a certain void, several extremely powerful figures suddenly appeared. There were ten of them in total. The leader was a young man, handsome with an elegant bearing. He wore a long, red robe. His skin was delicate and translucent. Clasping his hands behind his back, his eyes, sharp as lightning, scanned the surroundings.

Behind him were eight burly men in red robes, each one towering and strong, their Super Divine Dragon Breaths incredibly powerful. The cultivation base of each of these individuals had reached the tenth level of the Eternal Realm. These eight men were the famous Eight Great War Gods of the Eight God Sect.

The handsome youth at the forefront was The Saint of Eight Extremes.

Although The Saint of Eight Extremes seemed young, he had actually lived for tens of thousands of years. Over the years, several generations of the Eight Great War Gods of the Eight God Sect had come and gone. However, this Saint of Eight Extremes was still alive. Twenty thousand years ago, his appearance had reverted, returning him to his youth.

Among the ten, one was at the first level of the Eternal Realm; he was Lord War Sect.

"Is this the place?" The Saint of Eight Extremes glanced around but found no trace of the Divine Dragon and asked indifferently.

"Indeed, this is the place, but the Divine Dragon has disappeared..." Lord War Sect said tremblingly.

"Just a minor Divine Dragon of the Eternal Realm. He might slip away for now, but his lair won’t. Let’s go to the Nine Li Divine Mountain first!" The Saint of Eight Extremes said coldly.

With a flash of his body, he flew towards the Nine Li Divine Mountain. The others hurried to follow.

「In the valley of the Golden Bear tribe, Ye Yun sat on a platform, leisurely drinking tea.」

Mu Qing occasionally refilled his tea. Jin Xiaotian and his son stood respectfully to the side, not daring to make a sound.

"They’re here, and they weren’t slow..." Ye Yun’s expression shifted slightly. He drained the tea in his cup and passed it to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing quickly and carefully removed the leftover tea leaves from the cup, preparing to store them in a small white porcelain bottle.

This is Immortal Tea. Even if it’s leftover, it still contains infinite energy.

"Mu Qing, you’ve collected so many tea leaves. Can you give me some from this batch?" The Big Black Cat blinked, a look of intense eagerness on his face.

Mu Qing’s hand paused. She looked at the Big Black Cat with amusement and smiled, "You’re only at the Life and Death Realm. You don’t need this tea, do you?"

"Isn’t this just paving the way for the future?" The Big Black Cat shrugged and, smiling cheekily, said, "Beautiful lady, rest assured, you give me tea today, and I’ll give you a grand gift another day!"

"What grand gift?" Mu Qing raised her eyebrows and asked curiously.

"I can’t tell you that now. After you give me the tea leaves, you’ll receive a surprise one day!" The Big Black Cat said mysteriously.

"Mu Qing, just give it to him. I want to see what grand gift this little guy has for you..." Ye Yun turned his head and smiled lightly.

"Master, I..." The Big Black Cat instantly blushed a deep red, somewhat at a loss.

"Yes, Master!" Mu Qing took out another small porcelain bottle, put the tea leaves into it, carefully handed it to the Big Black Cat, and giggled, "Then I’ll be looking forward to your grand gift!"

"This..." The Big Black Cat glanced guiltily at Ye Yun, then reluctantly said, "No problem, a gentleman’s word is his bond!"

Mu Qing stifled a laugh. They had been together long enough, and she knew well that the Nine-tailed Spirit Cat had a loose tongue. However, with Ye Yun as a witness, she believed the Nine-tailed Spirit Cat wouldn’t dare play any tricks.

Jin Xiaotian and his son exchanged glances, feeling extremely shocked. Why are they all clamoring for the Senior’s leftover tea leaves? Although the tea is very fragrant, it’s not worth all this fuss, is it...

WHOOSH...

At this moment, from the sky above the Nine Li Divine Mountain, immense waves of powerful pressure began to surge down like an endless sea.

Countless clan members of the Nine Li Demon Clan panicked at this moment, and many fell to their knees.

"The Eight God Sect... all Eight Great War Gods have come!"

「In an ancient cave dwelling.」

Feather Ancestor, watching from afar, felt his heart pound with fear, and an even greater terror appeared on his gaunt face. The Eight Great War Gods merely stood in subordinate positions.

Before these Eight Great War Gods stood a young man in a red robe. He was handsome and elegant, his skin translucent, with a divine light concealed within. Every move he made exuded an indescribable majesty.

Even though this red-robed young man did not release the powerful Super Divine Dragon Breath of the Eternal Realm, his mere presence seemed to command the entire vast world, as if he were the only one existing within it. Others seemed as insignificant as ants in comparison.

Could it really be The Saint of Eight Extremes... Feather Ancestor blinked. Suddenly realizing this possibility, he was so startled he almost fainted.

The Saint of Eight Extremes had not appeared in this world for tens of thousands of years. Many of the new generation of beings had no idea what The Saint of Eight Extremes looked like. Even he, esteemed as a Nine Li Demonic Ancestor, had never seen The Saint of Eight Extremes.

The Feather Ancestor vanished in a flash.

The Saint of Eight Extremes, accompanied by the Eight Great War Gods, had descended upon the Nine Li Divine Mountain. He, as a Nine Li Demonic Ancestor, had to go out and respectfully greet them.

Seven other streams of light also flew in from all directions, joining Feather Ancestor. They were the Seven Great Demon Ancestors. The Bear Ancestor had already fallen, so now, among the Nine Li Demon Clan, only the Eight Great Monster Ancestors remained.

Everyone followed Feather Ancestor, their hearts filled with dread, as they came before The Saint of Eight Extremes.

"We pay our respects to The Saint of Eight Extremes!" The eight Demon Ancestors knelt humbly in the void, their bodies prostrate, not daring to raise their heads.

The Saint of Eight Extremes paused. Looking at the few weak members of the Demon Clan before him, he gave a faint smile. The Nine Li Demon Clan is nothing more than a group of demon beasts raised by the Eight God Sect. They hold no significant position.

Nevertheless, considering the Nine Li Demon Clan’s considerable contributions to the Eight God Sect, The Saint of Eight Extremes waved his hand lightly. A wave of Mana swept out, helping them all to their feet.

"All of you, rise," The Saint of Eight Extremes said faintly.

After speaking, The Saint of Eight Extremes then glanced towards a certain spot. His gaze, sharp as a sword, instantly fell upon the valley of the Golden Bear clan. He immediately spotted the white-robed young man from the Demon Clan.

The Saint of Eight Extremes took a step forward and, in an instant, arrived in the void above the valley. The Eight Great War Gods followed closely behind him.

Lord War Sect, his heart pounding with excitement, quickly flew over.

"You three, are you the ones who came from the outside world?" The Saint of Eight Extremes stood in the void with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze like lightning, and asked faintly.

"Yes," Ye Yun smiled lightly.

He took a step forward, rose into the air, and stood opposite The Saint of Eight Extremes. The two faced each other from a distance.

"Lord War Sect, you truly haven’t disappointed me. You actually managed to bring the founder of your Eight God Sect—The Saint of Eight Extremes—here. It seems today I will definitely be able to witness the complete Eight Extremes Divine Art..." Looking at Lord War Sect, who had just flown over, Ye Yun stood with his hands behind his back and laughed heartily.

"Lord War Sect!" The Seventh War God turned his head and glared angrily.

"War God, I..." Lord War Sect was aghast. He was about to explain when The Saint of Eight Extremes gently waved his hand.

"This has nothing to do with Lord War Sect," The Saint of Eight Extremes said faintly. His expression was currently calm, like an ancient, undisturbed well, as he focused on the white-robed young man before him.

Regarding this person from the outside world, The Saint of Eight Extremes was naturally very interested. The opponent is merely at the Eternal Realm. Facing the crushing forces of the Eight God Sect, he shows no sign of panic. What kind of trump cards does he hold? The Saint of Eight Extremes was also very curious. Of course, I naturally wouldn’t believe the Life and Death Realm Super Divine Dragon Breath Ye Yun emanated on the surface. According to Lord War Sect, this young man in white had also reached the Eternal Realm.

"Sir... since you were able to come to this Fairy Pond World, you must not be an unknown. From which Sect do you hail?" The Saint of Eight Extremes asked unhurriedly, his voice calm.

"You wouldn’t understand even if I told you. Why bother asking?" Ye Yun shrugged and smiled, a faint trace of mockery surfacing in his eyes.