Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 839: Sparring with Eight Saint Extreme

Chapter 839: Chapter 839: Sparring with Eight Saint Extreme

Ye Yun fell into contemplation.

The reason why the Gui Gou Abyss is so eerie, with black ghostly aura everywhere, is likely due to the Immortal Stone Tribe being invaded by the strange power of the broken sword.

In the Ancient Era, the Immortal Stone Tribe was sealed here by the Ancestor Dragon.

It spent its entire life in a special dormant state, and the gas it exhaled formed this ghostly aura.

And this place.

Used to witness the fall of many Spirits and members of the Dragon Clan, their bodies underwent strange transformations within the ghostly aura.

Forming numerous bizarre creatures.

And Ling Xiao’s army, along with the Dragon Clan army led by the Purple Blood Dragon King, had their souls remain eternal, thanks to this ghostly aura.

In Ye Yun’s eyes.

Being suppressed here, the Immortal Stone Tribe by a twist of fate, formed a unique ecosystem.

...

"The benefactor’s strength is truly too strong, even the two great heavenly demons are no match for this Ling Xiao, who was instantly crushed by the benefactor, it’s truly incredible!"

Seeing Ye Yun in thought, Li Qikong sneaked a glance, and in astonishment spoke to the white-haired old man in his mind.

"Too powerful, this is the truly invincible powerhouse!"

The white-haired old man murmured to himself.

Li Qikong’s eyes shone brightly as he said, "If only I could follow such a strong person, how wonderful it would be..."

"Indeed!"

The white-haired old man smiled bitterly.

With Li Qikong’s lowly strength, does the benefactor even need him?

Ye Yun, sensing this, turned his gaze to Li Qikong and smiled, saying, "The Five Emperors in Gui Gou Abyss have now joined my Dragon God Sect. Do you, the First Ruthless Man, have thoughts of joining my Dragon God Sect?"

The Five Emperors joined the Dragon God Sect?

Li Qikong’s face twitched, he shivered a little, his eyes opening wide.

He originally thought the Five Emperors within the Divine Spirit Army were already dead.

Long since devoured by Ling Xiao.

Unexpectedly, these few guys had joined the benefactor’s Dragon God Sect.

What on earth is going on?

Wasn’t the benefactor always by his side?

"This is my avatar, the true self is thousands of miles away..."

Ye Yun chuckled softly.

With a wave of his hand, Li Qikong turned into a beam of light, breaking through the void and disappearing.

The next moment.

In a certain space above the Wuji Water Domain, the void rippled, and Li Qikong fell out from it.

"Li Qikong, why are you here?"

The Qingyue Demon Emperor, upon seeing this old foe, exclaimed in surprise.

The other four Great Emperors also looked intently at Li Qikong.

"I brought him here."

Ye Yun waved his hand with a casual smile.

Li Qikong shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the Five Emperors before finally settling on Ye Yun.

This youth in white, like an immortal from an ancient painting, possessed an otherworldly aura.

His cultivation base was indiscernible, but his every move exuded an overwhelming presence, giving the impression of being invincible.

Undoubtedly.

This must be the true form of the benefactor.

"Greetings, benefactor!"

Li Qikong, with a "thud," knelt at Ye Yun’s feet.

With an excited expression, he kowtowed and said, "I, Li Qikong, am willing to join the Dragon God Sect!"

"Good!"

Seeing him understand the situation, Ye Yun nodded with a smile.

A surge of mana swept out, helping Li Qikong up.

As for Li Qikong’s decision, Ye Yun was indifferent.

A wise bird chooses its tree to rest in.

Now that the renowned Five Emperors have already joined the Dragon God Sect, what’s one Li Qikong?

The current Five Emperors all have bodies made from Spirit God Soil, with most of them having individual strength surpassing that of Li Qikong.

However.

Though the Five Emperors and Li Qikong are formidable, compared to the Saint of Eight Extremes, there’s still a significant gap.

In Ye Yun’s view, the Saint of Eight Extremes is the true peerless genius.

"Haha, fantastic, Li Qikong has joined us too!"

The Emperor Heimang laughed.

"Li Qikong, after fighting for so many years, and now becoming fellow disciples, it’s really delightful!"

The Qingyue Demon Emperor laughed heartily.

"Li Qikong! The old master granted us new bodies, and our individual strength now isn’t much lower than yours!"

The Demon Emperor Xieshen chuckled.

The Demon Emperor Kuzhu stroked his chin and joked with a smile, "Yeah, Li Qikong, want a sparring session when there’s a chance?"

"Spar then spar, I’m not afraid of you old guys!"

Li Qikong straightened his back, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

As the First Ruthless Man, Li Qikong was very fond of rivalry and combat.

He readily accepted the challenge from the Five Emperors.

"Alright, stop fooling around. You used to spar, but now that you’re all disciples of the Dragon God Sect, there’s no need to fight to the death!"

Ye Yun couldn’t bear it and immediately intervened to stop them.

"Yes, my lord!"

The Five Emperors’ expressions turned respectful, and they quickly responded in unison.

Li Qikong smiled ruefully and said respectfully, "My lord, may I also call you that?"

"Mm!"

Ye Yun nodded.

At that moment, Little Seven’s eyes twinkled, and she suddenly said with a mischievous smile, "You guys, with your prominent statuses, were all impressive in the past. If you’re eager to spar, I can recommend someone to you!"

"Miss, who do you recommend?"

The Emperor Heimang raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

The other four Emperors, including Li Qikong, were curious and looked over.

"The person I recommend... is the Saint of Eight Extremes."

Little Seven chuckled.

The Saint of Eight Extremes?

The Five Emperors and Li Qikong looked at each other in confusion.

The Emperor Heimang respectfully asked, "Miss, who is this Saint of Eight Extremes? How come we’ve never heard of him?"

"By the carriage over there. Wait for Brother to take you back, and you’ll meet him..."

Little Seven giggled, her face showing a mischievous expression, and continued, "Don’t say I didn’t warn you guys; the Saint of Eight Extremes, although his level is slightly lower, none of you can actually defeat him!"

"None of us can beat him?

How is that possible? In front of us Five Emperors, is there really someone who can fight beyond their level?"

The Emperor Chixiao exclaimed in surprise.

"Miss, this Saint of Eight Extremes, I’m very interested in him. If we meet, I must have a good sparring session with him!"

The Qingyue Demon Emperor smiled.

"I’m interested too.

Li Qikong stroked his chin and laughed along.

Seeing Little Seven bring up the Saint of Eight Extremes and stir up the collective curiosity and eagerness of the Five Emperors and Li Qikong, Ye Yun also felt a bit helpless.

Letting them spar might be good, to curb their arrogance.

In the Fairy Pond Small World, experts are as common as clouds.

In terms of strength, it’s a level above the Cangnan Continent.

Ye Yun decided swiftly.

With a sudden stretch of his hand, he grabbed the Saint of Eight Extremes from the carriage, instantly pulling him across multiple layers of space.

"Greetings, my lord!"

The Saint of Eight Extremes appeared, calm and composed. With clasped hands, he first bowed to Ye Yun.

Ye Yun nodded.

The Saint of Eight Extremes straightened up, looking around and noticing several unfamiliar faces around him.

The cultivation base of these individuals was actually all in the True God Realm.

His pupils slightly contracted.

"Little Kai!

These fellows are newly recruited in my sect; they were also illustrious figures before and now wish to spar with you. Show them your skills..."

Ye Yun said calmly.

After speaking, Ye Yun extended his hand and tossed a green bead into the air.

Whoosh!

A ray of light swept out, enveloping the Saint of Eight Extremes along with the Five Emperors and Li Qikong.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Beams of green light shot out from the bead, reforming into several figures.

The Saint of Eight Extremes stood calmly, as steady as a mountain, quietly in the void, with the hint of a smile on his face.

In contrast, the Five Emperors and Li Qikong appeared with ash-covered faces and bruises, looking extremely disheveled.