Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 263 - 147: Nangong Jianchen’s Astonishment, the Little Demoness’s Younger Sister

Chapter 263: Chapter 147: Nangong Jianchen’s Astonishment, the Little Demoness’s Younger Sister

"Divine Level Martial Soul, so the junior brother who awakened turned out to have a Divine Level Martial Soul? Heavens, did the Sword Saint senior know the opponent’s Soul Level back then? Is that why he accepted him as a disciple?"

"Divine Level Martial Soul, how could this be? He... he awakened a Divine Level Martial Soul?"

Many disciples of the Divine Sword Sect gasped for air upon hearing the news, panting heavily. The person who entered the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’ with them back then turned out to have a legendary Divine Level Martial Soul. And this news was learned from others; how could they not be shocked?

Among them, the most shocked and shaken were a few cultivators from the Ning clan. Upon hearing that the figure possessed a Divine Level Martial Soul, an elegant figure emerged in their minds, suggesting the Ning clan possibly annulled an engagement with a Divine Level Martial Soul expert?

For a moment, these powerful figures of the dispersed Ning clan displayed complex emotions, feeling a mix of five flavors in their hearts.

That is a Divine Level Martial Soul. If Ning Xianyi hadn’t annulled the engagement years ago, this person could have been considered part of the Ning clan. But now, it is too late for regrets.

Meanwhile, while many were in shock and uproar, Ye Xiaofan and his companions looked increasingly dismal.

"We cannot stay here. Ye Junior Brother, quickly move," Wang Changsheng quickly calmed down after a brief moment of surprise and spoke immediately.

Ye Xiaofan slightly nodded, his eyes constantly scanning around. Clearly, someone recognized him in this region. The best course of action now is to quickly relocate. In this vast world filled with cultivators, once submerged in a sea of people, tracking one’s direction is not so easy.

After uttering these, the four figures swiftly flashed, continuously changing positions among the crowd, soon disappearing from the original location.

Meanwhile, within the vast sea of people.

Nangong Jianchen and Mo Shiyi observed the bustling commotion around them, listening to countless voices rising and falling, exchanging glances filled with shock.

Unexpected events truly come unexpectedly.

"Ye Brother among the sea of people?"

Nangong Jianchen glanced around, seemingly trying to find Ye Xiaofan among the crowd. Unfortunately, he did not spot that familiar figure.

But since hearing that Ye Xiaofan was also here, seeing him wouldn’t be too difficult. Nangong Jianchen thought so and immediately took out the Communication Talismans Mo Shiyi previously gave them, intending to contact Ye Xiaofan. However, Mo Shiyi promptly stopped him.

Nangong Jianchen, holding the Communication Talisman, looked slightly puzzled at Mo Shiyi.

The latter stared into the endless chaotic sea, thoughtfully and slowly spoke:

"Ye Junior Brother’s current situation doesn’t seem optimistic. The identity of the Sword Saint’s successor brings endless danger to him. As the saying goes, it’s easier to dodge a straightforward attack than a hidden one. Now he’s in the open, while the enemies are hidden. We might be able to assist him from the shadows against those unpredictable foes."

Clearly, Mo Shiyi’s experience truly is as Dugu Nan once said; this guy is an old hand. Knowing Ye Xiaofan has many ’invisible’ enemies, he plans not to reunite for now but instead observe in secret.

As long as he and Nangong Jianchen remain hidden, they might spot potential threats that Ye Xiaofan cannot see.

However, Nangong Jianchen didn’t understand, perplexedly asking: "Can you actually locate Ye Brother now?"

If they don’t even know where Ye Xiaofan is, what’s the point of observing secretly?

Mo Shiyi heard this and smiled mysteriously, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting: "Don’t forget, I am the Divine Sword Sect’s encyclopedic sage; there’s hardly anything in the world unknown to me."

These words took Nangong Jianchen by surprise, again recalling past incidents, whispering: "You know even this?"

Seeing Nangong Jianchen’s eyes filled with doubt and disbelief, Mo Shiyi remained silent, slightly raised his eyebrows: "Follow me, it won’t be wrong."

After speaking, Mo Shiyi took the lead, heading toward another direction driven by the wind.

Upon witnessing this, Nangong Jianchen frowned slightly, an inexplicable unease arose within him.

While the two moved in the same direction, the entire sea of Righteous and Demonic Dao cultivators continued to bustle endlessly.

Upon learning of Ye Xiaofan’s arrival, countless strong figures kept gazing and searching around for his presence, particularly those Spiritual Essence Realm experts who returned from the ’Border City Battle Domain,’ frantically searching.

Especially the Demon Sect people, who continuously scanned among the Hundred Sects camp. Although the Righteous and Demonic Dao experts refrained from slaughtering each other at this moment, each faction maintained its respective camps without overlapping, dividing the crowd into two halves. The western side contained the demon sect’s vast sea, while the eastern side held the Hundred Sects’ immense wave.

Currently, innumerable cultivators were intentionally or unintentionally seeking that particular figure.

However, amidst the many agitated cultivators, some powerful figures remained unmoved, lightly shaking their heads with a tinge of disdain at the corners of their mouths. For instance, atop the demon sect’s sea was an unusual pair shrouded in Demonic Qi, looking contemptuously at the swirling crowd.

"Ye Xiaofan, a dual talent peerless monster, suspected to have a Divine Level Martial Soul—Yunmo, what do you think?"

One figure slowly opened their mouth, voice deep and cloudy, apparently a male cultivator from the demon sect.

The other figure snickered, "Just a newly emerged peerless monster. So what if he has dual talents? He’s not worthy of worldwide attention. Only the weak fear him; he better hope he doesn’t encounter me."