The perception of Chu Changfeng and the others only extended to the seventh layer of thunder tribulations. They knew this was the upper limit, but it was still astonishing. After all, those who could weather seven layers of thunder were no ordinary people.

They possessed the potential for immortality!

Even among them, only Jiang He had this potential.

Although the others were also quite talented, they were still a bit lacking compared to Jiang He, not to mention the peerless genius Chen Yuan, hailed as unparalleled throughout the ages.

The others offered words of congratulations, but Jiang He didn't respond. He was thinking, could Chen Yuan really have only endured seven layers of thunder?

Senior Moro had mentioned the eighth layer of thunder tribulation to him and had hoped that he too would be able to overcome it one day. Even triggering a phenomenon with the tribulation lightning would be astounding enough.

Unfortunately, he still fell short.

But just because he hadn't experienced eight layers of thunder tribulations didn't mean he wasn't aware that Chen Yuan's talent was definitely far superior. It was impossible that he only had a normal seven layers.

However, seeing what Chen Yuan said, he didn't ask further, planning to discuss the cultivation of the Yang God realm with him after his return.

Although he had only recently broken through to the Yang God realm, he ultimately had more foundation than Chen Yuan. He felt that he could offer him some guidance on cultivating the Yang God realm.

Guidance should be given early.

He felt that, with Chen Yuan's cultivation speed, if he allowed him to cultivate for another year or two, it wouldn't be him guiding Chen Yuan, but Chen Yuan guiding him.

After chatting for a while, Chen Yuan severed the Heavenly Tome connection. Having completed his breakthrough, he was ready to return. Whatever needed to be said could wait until he returned to Shu Province.

"Senior... when will we leave?"

Chen Yuan didn't ask Moro why he had spread the rumor of his death. This was no longer important. Besides, he had indeed almost died back then.

It was only with the help of I Have a Destiny Altar that he had been revived.

To live after embracing death.

"Someone's coming..."

Moro didn't turn around but instead fixed his gaze on the northeast sea.

"Someone? Who is it?"

Chen Yuan frowned and immediately asked.

"It's not yet known. Their divine sense has enveloped us, but their physical form hasn't appeared." Moro replied to Chen Yuan and then, with a grave expression, called out towards the northeast:

"Since you have come, why not show yourself for a chat, Benefactor?"

After a moment, a voice echoed from the void, approaching from afar:

"Is the friend a True Buddha from Mount Sumeru?"

"Buddhism is not Mount Sumeru. This monk is merely a wandering monk."

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist is too modest. A True Buddha at the Sixth Realm level is more than capable of establishing another lineage. Calling oneself a wandering monk is a bit inappropriate.

My name is Yanagi Juntaro. May I know your Dharma name?"

"This monk's Dharma name is Moro."

"So, it is Fellow Daoist Moro. It seems that the commotion earlier must have been caused by the aura you exuded..."

Moro smiled without speaking, neither denying nor admitting it.

Chen Yuan, however, narrowed his eyes subconsciously. Yanagi Juntaro, northeast... these few pieces of information alone were enough for him to deduce the other party's identity.

It must be an immortal from the Yanagi clan of Dongying.

As for why he was an immortal...

This could be seen from Moro's solemn expression. If it were someone below the level of an immortal, he wouldn't even pay attention. Moreover, a Yang God True Lord below the immortal level wouldn't be able to escape his perception if they got close.

But the other party's voice arrived before their person, and even he couldn't detect their location. That could only mean one thing: the other party was concealing themselves exceptionally well, and their strength far exceeded his.

The distance between them had already become vast.

Although there was only a fine line between immortality and mortality, that line was a chasm, greater than the gap between any other realms. Otherwise, how could one dare to call it immortality?

"This place bears the aura of my Yanagi clan. I once sent some people here to search for treasure. I wonder if you have seen them?" After a moment of silence, the other party continued to ask.

Moro didn't answer but instead looked at Chen Yuan, who immediately understood and nodded:

"I have seen them."

"Oh, then would the young friend be so kind as to tell me of their whereabouts?"

"They're all down there."

Chen Yuan pointed without expression at the sea below.

"Hehe... it seems that my descendants met their demise at the hands of the young friend?" A soft laugh came again without any pause.

There was no anger at all.

Or perhaps, when he asked those questions, he had already ascertained the cause of their deaths.

"You could say that."

"The young friend has quite the daring. The Central Plains is truly a land of outstanding talents, to produce someone like you who has cultivated to the Yang God realm at such a young age."

"Hehe..."

The other party didn't seem to mind Chen Yuan's cold laughter but continued on his own:

"The Central Plains is the land of the Celestial Dynasty, the gathering place of human essence. I also traveled to the Great Chu Empire when I was young and greatly admired the culture of the Central Plains.

But those who fell were, after all, descendants of my Yanagi clan, and their identities were extraordinary. You killed them without rhyme or reason, it seems you don't have Dongying in your eyes."

"A small country, indeed."

Chen Yuan nodded in agreement.

"Yes, you Central Plains people have never been willing to look at Dongying with proper eyes, dismissing us as overseas barbarians, Dongying dwarfs. But have you ever thought that this is Dongying's territory? You killed people in my Dongying, have you considered the consequences?"

"What consequences?"

"If not for this True Buddha here, you would surely die young today. But I can spare you once for his sake, but you must give me an explanation."

The other party's self-reference began to change, from 'I' to 'This Seat', and the tone was filled with a hint of murderous intent.

"What explanation do you want?"

"Either sever both your arms, half-destroy your primordial spirit, and lose all hope of immortality, or... become a disciple of This Seat. I can grant you the Yanagi clan's surname, and in the future, I can even entrust the entire Yanagi clan, even Dongying, to you. What do you say?"

With Yanagi Juntaro's perception, he could naturally sense Chen Yuan's power. His blood and energy surged, his five viscera resonated, and his primordial spirit was as radiant as a great sun.

He could tell at a glance that he was young. This talent was definitely the most powerful he had ever seen. If he could bring him into Dongying,

That would be the hope of the entire Dongying.

Compared to that, the deaths of those few people seemed... not so important after all.

"Hehe, does Your Excellency know who I am?"

Chen Yuan chuckled lightly, his gaze slightly cold.

"Who are you?"

"The one who will destroy your entire Dongying in the future."

The other side was silent for a moment before saying:

"It seems that the young friend is unwilling to become a disciple of This Seat."

"Are you... worthy?"

"If my perception is correct, this True Buddha's true body has been destroyed, and his primordial spirit is injured. His strength is less than 70% of his peak. Do you think you can rely on this True Buddha to save you?"

"Why not?"

"Naive. Do you know what level of cultivation This Seat is at?"

"I don't know, but I know one thing."

"What thing?"

"You don't even dare to reveal your true form, putting on an act here. How strong can you be?"

"Impudent!"

The other party roared, and the void trembled.

Moro, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his eyes, shooting out a sharp light from his eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Found it!"

The reason he had Chen Yuan answer was to find the other party's flaws, and his anger just now finally allowed him to trace a trace of their presence in the void.

The next moment, Chen Yuan opened his arms, and Moro quickly transformed into a white stream of light, enveloping him, as if merging into one. In an instant, an astonishing aura shot straight into the sky.

His primordial spirit had reached the peak of the Yang God realm, and his physical body had reached the Great Accomplishment of Supernatural Powers. Chen Yuan's ability to withstand pressure had increased again. Even the pressure of the rules could be sustained for some time.

Enough for Moro to unleash almost all of his peak power.

His physical body seemed to be divided into two. Chen Yuan controlled his mind, and Moro's primordial spirit operated the rules. An overwhelming aura swept toward a certain void in the northeast.

The Emperor Slaughter Saber trembled, and having reached the level of an Eight Tribulation Divine Weapon, it demonstrated its true power at this moment. A thousand-foot saber light suddenly slashed out, as if the entire world had been cleaved open by this strike.

"You!!!"

The other party seemed to be shocked and quickly retreated, but it was ultimately too late. Chen Yuan slashed them out of the void, and they staggered.

"Does Fellow Daoist want an endless battle to the death?"

Yanagi Juntaro shouted in a low voice, and a powerful force of rules erupted, and a brilliant saber light followed to meet the attack. The two saber lights collided,

Exploding with a sound that resounded through the heavens.

Ten thousand feet of void were suddenly distorted at this moment, and the powerful aftermath swept through the heavens and earth, and the seawater below set off monstrous waves, sweeping in all directions.

That slash had Moro's rules attached to it, and the power was terrifying. It was destroyed with just one blow, and then, the saber light condensed and did not disperse, directly hitting Yanagi Juntaro's body.

"Bang!"

Yanagi Juntaro didn't even leave a last word before being crushed alive.

"Did he die so easily?"

Chen Yuan frowned, feeling a little unreal.

He had said so many harsh words before, but the result was that he was so vulnerable that he couldn't even block a single blow and was directly annihilated in the void. This, this, this... was a bit unbelievable.

"It's just a rules incarnation, not his true body. This person is cautious..." Moro's voice slowly sounded.

"I see."

Chen Yuan understood in his heart. He thought, no matter how trash he was, he wouldn't be so vulnerable.

"It's a pity. With the destruction of this incarnation, that benefactor will be even less likely to show himself."

"That doesn't matter. He can run, but Dongying can't run, Senior. How about you and I go to Dongying together and wreak havoc?"

He had said that back during the battle in the Sumeru Illusion in Jing City.

When the ninth day of the ninth month comes next year, I will cover Dongying with blades to admire the cherry blossoms.

He had always kept this sentence in mind. Unfortunately, the season for admiring cherry blossoms this year had already passed, but it would be good to admire the blood of those Dongying dwarves.

"Although Dongying is a remote place, its strength is not ordinary. In addition to this person, there may be some hidden existences. Let's forget about it for now. Killing is inauspicious.

If you really want to destroy Dongying, it's better to just wipe it out at will after you control the Central Plains in the future."

Moro didn't quite agree with Chen Yuan's idea.

Now was not the time to be reckless. The real enemy had not been resolved yet, and exposing too much of one's strength was not appropriate.

"Alright... I was just making a suggestion."

Seeing that Moro didn't agree, Chen Yuan didn't say anything more.

Anyway, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future. It was just a pity that he didn't know if Yanagi Juntaro's true body had destiny or not.

"Someone's coming again..."

Moro's voice sounded again.

"Coming again?"

Chen Yuan frowned, his gaze slightly condensed. Following Moro's guidance, he looked towards the northwest, and saw a stream of light approaching from afar, dragging a long tail, gradually stopping in front of him.

The stream of light didn't get too close, but it wasn't too far away either. After staring at Chen Yuan for a moment, a familiar voice slowly came from within the stream of light:

"It really is you."

After saying this, the stream of light suddenly flashed, transforming into a virtual figure wearing a white robe, with white hair and beard, and an immortal demeanor.

It was none other than Lu Chengfeng from Martial Emperor City.

Chen Yuan looked him up and down and cupped his hands:

"Senior Lu, it's been a long time."

Lu Chengfeng stroked his long beard and nodded slightly:

"It seems that you have broken the heavenly secrets that I concealed back then. Not bad, not bad."

"Why is Senior here?"

"I am here for you."

"For me?"

"Was it you who underwent the tribulation and transformed into the Yang God earlier?"

Chen Yuan thought for a moment and nodded:

"It was this junior."

"Did you pass the eighth layer of thunder tribulation?"

"This..."

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank. He didn't expect that this place was at least tens of thousands of miles away from the East Sea, and Lu Chengfeng, who had always been in Martial Emperor City, could actually sense it.

"Don't panic. Since this poor Daoist has come, I naturally sensed a trace of the aura of the tribulation lightning, but Fellow Daoist is a bit too careless. You didn't even conceal it.

Do you know that if this trace of aura is captured by people from the Immortal Realm, I'm afraid that the Heavenly Gate of the Immortal Realm will open in less than half a day, and immortals will descend to eliminate Chen Yuan?"

Obviously, Lu Chengfeng's words were not addressed to Chen Yuan.

The aura on Chen Yuan's body gradually weakened, and Moro, wearing a white monk's robe, slowly materialized, looking at the white-clothed immortal in front of him, putting his palms together and saying, "This monk has been taught."

"Hehe, Demon Monk Moro, we have been acquainted with each other spiritually for a long time."

Lu Chengfeng smiled.

Moro frowned, a little suspicious. He knew of Lu Chengfeng's existence from Chen Yuan's mouth. When his divine sense traveled through the East Sea before, he sensed a great danger, so he didn't go to pay his respects.

He only knew that there was a strong person sitting there, but he didn't expect that the other party had been paying attention to him for a long time.

"Benefactor..."

Lu Chengfeng seemed to have seen through Moro's thoughts and continued:

"Your divine sense once traveled through the East Sea, and my divine sense also entered the capital. I once sensed your existence, but you didn't know I existed."

"Benefactor has great supernatural powers."

Moro was shocked in his heart. He indeed did not sense this person's approach. He was suppressed under the Dragon Vein of the dynasty at the beginning, and could still go out and walk around to arrange things with his Sixth Realm cultivation.

But as time went by, the pressure became greater and greater, and he never went out again. He even slept for half a year when Chen Yuan rescued him before.

Lu Chengfeng laughed loudly and was about to say something, but he seemed to have sensed something, glanced in a certain direction, and said lightly:

"Little dwarf, get lost!"