Chapter 1162 - 1161: Su Sacred Land

As the two Supreme Elders of the Su Clan rushed back, Ye Qingchen had already re-entered the Extreme North, encountering a massive blizzard along the way, which forced him to stop for several days.

This blizzard lasted for seven or eight days, extending endlessly outward, even divine sense couldn't penetrate it.

"I didn't expect, really unlucky, to encounter the snowstorm now, otherwise we should have reached the Sacred Land already!" In a dilapidated small temple, Su Yeran gazed forward. Although with a complaining tone, the joy in her eyes was almost undisguised.

As she spoke, she secretly glanced at Ye Qingchen, cross-legged and eyes closed, sitting in the small temple.

"Is that so?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingchen sat still, but slowly opened his eyes, speaking with a half-smile:

"Isn't this what you hoped for?"

"What do you mean?"

Su Yeran's face changed upon hearing this.

Ye Qingchen said leisurely: "You've been deliberately leading me on detours along the way, delaying time, constantly leaving various marks, all to let the Su Sacred Land have enough time to prepare, right?"

"You knew?"

Su Yeran's face turned pale.

With Ye Qingchen's strength, she naturally wouldn't dare bring him to the Sacred Land hastily. Without preparation, wouldn't it be like releasing a tiger among sheep? So along the way, she intentionally delayed.

She thought she had done it without anyone noticing, but didn't expect Ye Qingchen had already sensed it.

Ye Qingchen chuckled coldly without speaking, suddenly raising his head to look into the snowstorm:

"You've been spying for half a day now, isn't it time to come out?"

He raised his hand and suddenly reached into the snowstorm.

"Boom!"

The sky full of snow exploded, and a figure appeared out of thin air, like a startled rabbit, hurriedly fleeing deep into the snowstorm.

However, how could Ye Qingchen's overwhelming power be resisted, even if the other party had reached Celestial Immortal stage? Instantly, the figure froze in mid-air, seemingly grabbed by invisible giant hands, and was hurled back to the small temple.

It was then that everyone saw, it was a short and skinny male, clearly looking in his thirties, but with the stature of a five or six-year-old child, resembling a mythical being.

After landing, he struggled desperately but couldn't escape.

Seeing this man, Su Yeran's expression changed:

"Su Shu'Er, why are you here?"

"Oh, he's from your Su Clan?" Ye Qingchen observed the man with interest, "Tell me, why were you hiding outside? Has the Su Sacred Land made preparations?"

This man had been hiding in the snowstorm since half a day ago, almost merging with the world. Plus, being a Celestial Immortal, ordinary people couldn't detect him.

But Ye Qingchen was different; his divine sense was as vast as mercury, leaving no gaps.

How could anyone escape his divine sense?

Su Shu'Er frowned, putting on a fearless appearance. But Ye Qingchen was in no mood for courtesy, his divine sense surged forward, crashing into the man's mind. Su Shu'Er felt as if a file was grinding through his brain, suffering in an instant as if enduring long, torturous years.

"I have countless ways to make you speak! This is just one of them!" Ye Qingchen sat still.

"Speak up!"

Su Yeran sighed.

Along the way, she knew well that Ye Qingchen meant what he said. In front of him, all schemes were mere illusions.

Upon seeing this, Su Shu'Er glanced at Su Yeran and could only bow his head and obediently say: "I was ordered by the clan to deliver a message; Supreme Elders Su Nanxuan and Su Tianhai are returning to the Sacred Land. You're to bring Ye the Demon back!"

"Su Nanxuan, Su Tianhai?"

Su Yeran exclaimed, her eyes filled with ecstatic joy.

"Oh, who are they?" Ye Qingchen asked casually.

"In our clan, there are three Supreme Elders, all top experts in the clan, known as the Su Family's Three Saints. However, the only one constantly guarding the clan is Su Qinhu! Su Nanxuan and Su Tianhai, one is in the Western Wilderness Fallen Dragon Abyss, the other in the Extreme North Ice Sea, rarely in the clan!"

Su Yeran suppressed her overwhelming joy.

She could never have imagined the Supreme Elders had already received her message and even called back the other two powerful beings. Now that the Three Saints are gathered, the major event can be accomplished, and there is no need to worry about Ye Qingchen.

"Are they very powerful?"

Ye Qingchen asked indifferently.

"All three have once dominated an era!" Su Yeran felt relieved, breathing a sigh of relief: "Mr. Ye, you should stop now! The clan is alert, and you alone cannot contend."

"Indeed, Ye the Demon, you should surrender early!" Su Shu'Er said proudly, "Besides the Su Family's Three Saints, our clan also has a group of Celestial Immortals and Half-Step Celestial Immortals. If our Su Sacred Land wasn't this strong, who knows how many times others would have stormed our gate!"

The Sacred Land is hidden, naturally requiring strength to rely on; otherwise, the gate is unstable.

"If the Su Sacred Land is that strong, why don't they dare meet me alone? I want to see how strong these Three Saints really are!" Ye Qingchen folded his hands behind his back, smiling slightly. He turned to Su Yeran: "Since the clan ordered you to bring me back, let's set off now!"

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, Su Yeran could only nod.

At present,

the three left the small temple, heading straight to the Su Sacred Land.

The Su Family's Three Saints had already gathered, and the clan had issued the order, leaving no need for Su Yeran to delay any longer. Before long, they stood atop a mountain, the summit bare.

With divine sense, Ye Qingchen sensed faint array fluctuations on the summit, seemingly within this realm, yet elusive. Ye Qingchen, disinclined to search, simply stepped forward and declared:

"Southern Heaven's Ye Qingchen, here to visit!"

Boom!

Suddenly, atop the mountain, thunder exploded like a bolt from the blue, fiercely erupting. In that instant, rolling thunder swept out, creating huge ripples, fiercely sweeping away, myriad snowflakes falling, turning into a monstrous avalanche.

Behind him, Su Yeran and Su Shu'Er were thrown to the ground by the shock, the floating clouds atop the mountain were torn apart. Amidst the dispersing mist, infinite light shone.

In this light, space seemed torn by invisible hands.

On the bare mountain summit, a towering ancient mountain gate, over thirty feet high, carved with floral, avian, and aquatic designs, made of white jade, was revealed. Before and behind the gate, it was desolate, still atop the snow mountain, with only a three-yard-wide vortex at the center.

"Mr. Ye, please!" Su Shu'Er stepped forward, "This is the entrance to our Su Sacred Land!"

"Oh?"

Ye Qingchen slowly lifted his head, looking at the mystical vortex, smiling faintly, stepped forward and entered.