Chapter 1858 - 1841: Confronting the Eight Great Masters

Under Xiao Ye’s spiritual sense, the Stone Giant City was as magnificent as it was a few years ago, like an exotic beast lying on the earth, but the aura of martial artists in the city was more than half gone, appearing somewhat desolate.

Moreover, there were many traces of battles in the city.

"Could something have happened? Why are there so few martial artists in the city?" Xiao Ye was somewhat shocked as he flew toward the city.

It should be known that the over one hundred martial artists who pursued him six years ago were all trapped and killed by him in the Yellow Mound Spirit Valley, indirectly weakening the strength of that camp of ten alchemists.

Plus, with those Eight Great Masters guarding it, this Stone Giant City should be impregnable.

"Hmm?"

"Xiao Ye, it’s really you; you truly didn’t die!"

As Xiao Ye released his spiritual sense, a surge of spiritual sense welcomed him. A burly man with thick hair rose into the air, his face full of shock.

"Brother Yu Ming!" Xiao Ye smiled and approached.

Throughout this Stone Giant City, besides Yi Tianzhou, he only had a good impression of Yu Ming.

Back then, when he faced exclusion, Yu Ming stood up for justice on his behalf.

"There was news of you appearing in the Second Layer Heaven. I thought it was some trick by the ten alchemists, but it turns out it was really you."

Yu Ming glanced at Xiao Ye with uncertainty.

The Yellow Mound Spirit Valley is now considered a forbidden land by the martial artists of the Second Realm. Surviving such a place is no easy feat.

"Brother Yu Ming, what has happened over these years?" Xiao Ye subtly shifted the topic.

"Sigh, it’s a long story." Yu Ming smiled bitterly and began to explain.

"What!"

"Those ten alchemists invited someone ranked in the top hundred of the Realm Spirit List to take action against you?" Xiao Ye was shocked.

"Indeed."

"The Eight Great Masters joined forces to defend and barely managed to hold Yi Tianzhou, but the survival of others was of no concern to these Eight Great Masters."

"Over the years, many martial artists in the camp have grown disheartened, some have left, and others have died, leaving only about ninety now."

Yu Ming lamented.

Protecting the camp of Dan Venerable’s son once had as many as three hundred martial artists, now less than a hundred remain, and morale is in disarray. What a tragedy?

"As for Yi Tianzhou..."

"He didn’t believe you would die in the Yellow Mound Spirit Valley and demanded the martial artists in the camp rescue you, or he would no longer refine spirit pills, which angered the Eight Great Masters, leading them to imprison him."

Looking at Xiao Ye, Yu Ming continued.

"Ha ha!"

"Finally couldn’t hold back, decided to tear each other apart?" Xiao Ye sneered coldly.

Not to mention the Eight Great Masters, even those other martial artists in the camp only protected Yi Tianzhou because of his identity as Dan Venerable’s son.

The developments were anticipated by Xiao Ye long ago.

With this thought, determination flashed in Xiao Ye’s eyes as he flew toward the city.

"Xiao Ye, don’t go!" Yu Ming hurried to stop Xiao Ye, hesitated to speak, feeling awkward.

"Hmph!"

"Xiao Ye, your life is truly tenacious; you actually survived."

"The trouble you caused, deal with it yourself, do you expect us to protect you?"

Meanwhile, a cold voice suddenly resounded from the city, exploding like thunder across the heavenly dome. A young man rose into the air, sarcastically looking at Xiao Ye—it was Yuan Tianyou.

Swish, swish, swish, swish!

At this moment, several figures rose into the sky, gathering beside Yuan Tianyou, all with unfriendly expressions.

"Xiao Ye, news of your appearance is likely to bring trouble; you should leave this place quickly."

"These guys, along with the Eight Great Masters, won’t let you into the city."

Yu Ming sighed and whispered.

"Oh?"

"Think I returned to seek your protection?" Xiao Ye glanced at Yu Ming, suddenly understanding, sneering repeatedly, not bothering with these people, and continued to fly toward the city.

Yi Tianzhou treated him that way, now he’s imprisoned, Xiao Ye couldn’t just sit by.

"Xiao Ye, since you insist on being stubborn, then I’ll kill you!" Yuan Tianyou grinned fiercely, leading over twenty martial artists straight toward Xiao Ye.

When Xiao Ye first arrived here, he defeated Yuan Tianyou, which was a humiliation for him.

Now, with the Eight Great Masters backing him, how could he endure any longer?

Moreover, over the years, staying by the Eight Great Masters, he acquired many spirit pills, his strength improved rapidly, now breaking into the top six hundred of the Realm Spirit List, not fearing Xiao Ye.

"Kill me?"

"You’re truly not worthy."

In Xiao Ye’s pitch-black eyes flashed a fierce cold light, his figure turned blurry, as if teleporting directly in front of Yuan Tianyou.

Pa!

Before Yuan Tianyou could react, Xiao Ye’s right hand reached out, piercing his defenses, even distorting the Ancient Scripture Image, palm striking fiercely on his cheek.

Xiao Ye’s power was monstrous!

That slap made Yuan Tianyou feel like being hit by a planet, eyes turning black, spiritual blood spurting from his mouth, his whole body flying like a meteor, smashing through the giant city walls, raising billows of smoke and dust.

"Whoever dares to stop me will end up like him." Xiao Ye’s cold eyes swept across.

"This..."

The martial artists following Yuan Tianyou froze, gasping, halting as if struck by thunder, not daring to approach.

Heavens!

Yuan Tianyou may not be considered strong, but he was still listed in the top six hundred of the Realm Spirit List, yet Xiao Ye with one slap sent him flying?

This was not something achievable merely with the Spirit-grade Extreme Speed from the Taichu Ancient Scripture’s Third Scripture Phase!

"Hmph!"

Xiao Ye glanced at these martial artists, once more stepping into the air towards the city, at this moment, no one dared to stop him.

"Xiao Ye, do you truly believe relying on the Third Scripture Phase of the Taichu Ancient Scripture allows you to act recklessly here?"

"Years ago, you escaped from Xie Tian with the Third Scripture Phase’s speed, but not before us!"

Suddenly, a roaring voice resounded from the city. A formidable aura shook the heavens and the earth, rising skyward like a stormy sea, locking onto Xiao Ye.

Eight palaces within the city trembled simultaneously, blazing divine light soared to the sky, illuminating the heavens and the earth, accompanied by the resounding echoes of ancient scriptures, causing all present martial artists to gasp for breath.

"Against you, I, Xiao Ye, need not escape."

"But have you forgotten, I, Xiao Ye, once said that one day, I will step over you." Xiao Ye stared at the eight palaces in the city, his calm words slowly spreading.

Instantly, the entire heaven and earth fell silent, all martial artists were left astonished and speechless.

Xiao Ye was too arrogant, facing the Eight Great Masters, yet dared to be so vehement?

This was surely courting death.