Chapter 1702 - 1489: Immortal Realm

Wang Hui suddenly grabbed Song Zheng's throat with his hand shaped like a claw.

"Wang Hui, how dare you..."

Seeing Wang Hui dare to actually attack him, Song Zheng's expression turned to panic.

He was Hua Qing's close aide, and besides Hua Qing, everyone else treated him with utmost respect.

Relying on Hua Qing's prestige, he could act high and mighty among the trial disciples, fox borrowing tiger's might.

But suddenly seeing Wang Hui's fierce demeanor, his heart started to panic.

"Wang Hui, let me go, or Brother Hua won't spare you when he returns!"

Song Zheng gasped as he desperately pulled at Wang Hui's hands.

"Hmph!"

"Now Mr. Ye is our master."

"Hua Qing has long been dead and gone!"

Wang Hui glanced at Ye Guichen behind him as he spoke.

"What!"

"Brother Hua is at the True Immortal Realm, how could anyone possibly challenge him!"

Upon hearing this news, Song Zheng's eyes widened in disbelief, as if they were about to fall out.

Then realizing something, his gaze slowly shifted to Ye Guichen behind Wang Hui.

Originally, Song Zheng thought Ye Guichen was just a loose cultivator Wang Hui recruited from somewhere, with only Earth Immortal third layer cultivation.

This level of cultivation was akin to someone who just entered the Immortal Realm, so he hadn't taken Ye Guichen seriously.

But upon closer inspection now, he noticed that the people around Ye Guichen seemed to be discreetly centering themselves on him.

And Wang Hui's gaze towards Ye Guichen was filled with respect.

At that moment, Song Zheng realized his biggest support had crumbled.

"Let me go, I know where the Black Dragon is."

"I'll take you there."

Song Zheng struggled desperately, trying to escape Wang Hui's grip.

However, his strength was nowhere near comparable to Wang Hui's, not to mention Wang Hui was known for his formidable strength.

There was no way Song Zheng could simply break free.

"Let him lead the way!"

Upon hearing Ye Guichen's voice from behind, Wang Hui directly threw Song Zheng to the ground.

"Sir, please follow me."

Song Zheng calmed his breathing, nervously leading Ye Guichen forward.

In a flash, Song Zheng led the group to a gloomy underground passage.

Blue flames flickered on both sides of the passage, casting an eerie and ghostly light.

After walking about a few hundred meters down the passage, Song Zheng stopped in front of a black stone door.

With a creak, the black stone door opened.

"Roar!"

As the stone door opened, a dragon's roar reverberated from within.

"You brats, grandpa won't bow to you!"

"Bring whatever you have!"

The Black Dragon continuously roared, but it seemed to be severely injured, its breath faltering intermittently.

Ye Guichen quickly stepped inside the stone door, swiftly scanning the surroundings.

But the next scene made Ye Guichen infuriated.

A hundred-meter wide Black Dragon lay within, its body stained with blood.

The once resplendent dragon scales had been ripped off in several patches, with scars crisscrossing its body.

"Young Ye? How could it be you!"

Upon seeing Ye Guichen, the Black Dragon's eyes flashed with deep joy, but that joy quickly turned to sorrow.

For he knew the only reason Ye Guichen could be here was if he had been captured by Hua Qing.

"I never thought that in the end, I couldn't keep my promise to your mother!"

The Black Dragon's voice trembled, its massive dragon eyes glistening with tears.

"Uncle Long, who did this? I'll make them pay with blood!"

Seeing the Black Dragon's battered body, Ye Guichen was already seething with rage.

Drawing the Immortal Slayer Sword, he sliced through the chains binding the Black Dragon, letting its massive body crash to the ground.

Ye Guichen flicked his wrist, dropping several dozen drops of life essence onto the Black Dragon's body, which began to heal at an astonishing rate.

"This..."

The Black Dragon, sensing the life essence covering its body, stared at Ye Guichen in shock.

In mere moments, the Black Dragon's wounds had completely healed.

Though the dragon scales couldn't be restored by ordinary life essence, and could only regrow over time.

Still, the Black Dragon could now freely transform into human form.

"Uncle Long, rest assured, I've already killed Hua Qing!"

Ye Guichen looked at the Black Dragon and slowly spoke.

"What!"

The Black Dragon exclaimed.

He had personally experienced the terror of Hua Qing. He wasn't even Hua Qing's match, let alone Ye Guichen who was only at the Demi Immortal realm.

"Wait...."

The Black Dragon focused his gaze on Ye Guichen and found that Ye Guichen had already reached the third level of the Earth Immortal.

"This...Kid, are you a freak!"

The Black Dragon has lived for hundreds of years and has only reached the Immortal realm, while Ye Guichen had been cultivating for so few years.

Even counting from birth, it has only been decades. At such a cultivation speed, he'd be sought after as a genius by various sects in the Immortal Realm.

"Uncle Long, who turned you into this!"

Ye Guichen furiously asked the Black Dragon.

"I only know it's a sneaky-looking person, but I don't know the specifics."

The Black Dragon frowned and said.

"Oh? Is it him!"

Upon hearing the Black Dragon, Ye Guichen waved his hand and grabbed Song Zheng at the stone gate, pulling him in front.

"That's right! It's him!"

The Black Dragon looked at Song Zheng before him, his eyes seemed to bleed.

"Uncle Long, I'll leave him to you!"

Ye Guichen tossed Song Zheng in front of the Black Dragon like trash.

"Mr. Ye, spare me! It was Hua Qing who made me do it!"

"I was just following orders!"

Song Zheng deeply understood, given the situation, his only option besides begging for mercy was death!

However, Ye Guichen completely ignored him.

At this moment, Song Zheng was like an ant on a hot pan, extremely anxious.

The Black Dragon suddenly transformed into his dragon form and with a roar, he swallowed Song Zheng whole.

The pleas for mercy instantly vanished.

"Uncle Long, do you know where Qin Ruoshui is?"

Ye Guichen asked.

I only know that we were captured together, and because he wanted me as his steed, he spared my life.

He implemented unique tortures from their Immortal Sect, making me endure uncommon pain.

"As for Qin Ruoshui....."

The Black Dragon paused, revealing deep concern in his gaze.

"But Qin Ruoshui should be on this floating city."

Ye Guichen lightly nodded, spreading his divine sense.

Soon, he found Qin Ruoshui.

"Uncle Long, please wait a moment."

After Ye Guichen spoke, he suddenly disappeared from his spot.

He reappeared in a dungeon.

In the dungeon was the imprisoned Qin Ruoshui.

Qin Ruoshui looked at Ye Guichen in disbelief, unable to believe Ye Guichen had come here.

"You've suffered." Ye Guichen lightly raised a hand, breaking the cage and rescuing Qin Ruoshui.

For the next three months,

Ye Guichen wasn't idle, he wandered the Chaos Sea, capturing almost all the cultivators coming for trials, imprinting them with a Soul Seal, turning them into loyal subordinates.

He captured as many as a thousand.

A thousand loyal cultivators to Ye Guichen, even in the Immortal Realm, would be a formidable force.

The number of floating cities gathered to over seven hundred.

It resembled a small continent, spanning over five hundred miles.

Ye Guichen knew the Du Xian Sect would not let him keep stirring up trouble in the Chaos Sea.

So he'd strike first.

After two months of preparation, Ye Guichen led the cultivators, practitioners, and the Demon Clan in a grand march towards the Immortal Realm.

To reach the Immortal Realm, one must cross the Chaos Sea.

In the past, some practitioners could ascend during tribulation, but none dared venture to the Immortal Realm.

Being a loose cultivator and gaining recognition was virtually impossible.

"What sight will the Immortal Realm be?"

Ye Guichen stood atop the highest point of the floating city, his hands behind his back, watching the vast army of Demon Clan and practitioner-cultivators below, feeling immensely spirited.

"Ziran, when I return from the Immortal Realm, I will help you ascend, then everyone will envy us as celestial lovers..."

Ye Guichen's lips curled, his eyes filled with infinite longing.