Ninth In the World

Ye Yimo had already recovered quite well inside Di Jiu’s Ninth World. The reason her soul had yet to awaken was because of her cultivation technique. If her Principal Spirit awakened when her body healed, her cultivation would be able to recover completely soon.

Because she urgently needed treasures that could heal the flesh, Di Jiu gave her a Soul-Gathering Immortal Lotus. Her slumbering Principal Spirit sensed it and enveloped the lotus almost immediately. Then, the Three Lifetime Art Dao runes became increasingly more condensed.

In two hours, the Soul-Gathering Immortal Lotus had disappeared and Ye Yimo’s flesh had recovered. When her body and Principal Spirit merged completely, she opened her eyes.

She instantly leaped up from where she’d been lying. Then, she discovered that she seemed to be residing inside a restriction and there was a ring lying by her side.

However, she did not touch that ring. Instead, she grabbed the air and a set of clothes materialized. A moment later, she was fully clothed. Her cultivation level was still at the Primordial Chaos Realm, but she possessed her own World. Her items would still be present so long as she still had her World.

As for her cultivation level, she quickly reached her previous cultivation level again thanks to her perfect recovering rate.

After changing clothes, Ye Yimo picked up the ring. Inside the ring were some simple cultivating resources and a few sets of clothes.

What was going on? Ye Yimo frowned before she quickly came to a realization. Someone seemed to have saved her right before she had lost consciousness. They had taken her thunder pearl away, tried their best to strengthen her soul, and even helped recover her body.

Just as she was about to leave the pearl, piercing laughter resounded. Ye Yimo’s Spiritual Force swept out. She froze when she saw the owner of the voice.

…

“Sacred… Lord…” Zuo Zhongren called out in a quivering voice. He seemed to be trying his best to prevent his teeth from chattering, but he could not control himself despite being a third-step expert.

He was prepared to die but realized that was not the case the moment he saw the Sacred Lord again. The same scene was replayed in his head: This man easily ripped apart the flesh of numerous third-step experts one after another. Then, he used a very frightening devilish method to refine the blood and flesh, burning those Principal Spirits for 4,900 years…

This terrifying image and the screams of the third-step experts were deeply etched in his mind. It was exactly because of this fear that he wanted to escape this place. Hence, he wanted to take this risk. Unexpectedly, before he could escape, the Sacred Lord had returned. Why had the Sacred Lord returned when he had already stayed in the Mountain Gaze for several thousand years?

“Zuo Zhongren, it was quite courageous of you to betray me. Was I so kind that you had to do such a thing?” that person asked coldly as he stared at Zuo Zhongren.

The Dao Abyss was his territory. Any cultivators who wished to attain the third step had to get his permission first. Hence, all the third-step cultivators there had to follow his orders and act accordingly.

Di Jiu sized up the man who had appeared before them. This man cultivated an unknown cultivation technique, so a demonish aura lingered around him. The color of his face was extremely dark, almost like the skin of an African person.

This man was Sacred Lord Ye Zifeng? Di Jiu frowned, for he could not sense the man’s strength. He only knew that the latter was at the third step. He was certain that he was not the man’s match, as there was a huge disparity between their strengths.

“Daoist Zuo, this fella is the Sacred Lord of the Dao Abyss?’ Di Jiu asked as he stared at Ye Zifeng while crafting nomological array flags.

Zuo Zhongren really wanted to reply to his inquiry. However, he kept seeing the image of his Principal Spirit being burned, his body being demonized, and the third-step experts screaming.

Ye Zifeng turned to Di Jiu and sized him up. Then, he said coldly, “You must be very courageous to do such a thing in my Dao Abyss simply because you gained the opportunity.”

Di Jiu snorted. “Based on your skin color, are you from Africa?”

“You know about Africa? Where are you from?” Ye Zifeng looked at Di Jiu in surprise. “Africa” was a name used on Earth. How did Di Jiu know it?

“What does this have to do with you?” Di Jiu huffed. Even though he was not the man’s match, this did not mean that he needed to suck up to him.

“Come over here, Mercury. Help me see how powerful these punks are since they dared to be so arrogant in front of me.” Ye Zifeng, who saw that Di Jiu was merely at the Dao Integration Realm, refused to believe that a weakling like that could kill a few third-step experts and even make Zuo Zhongren betray him.

A short man walked out then.

Di Jiu had seen numerous strange appearances before, but this was the first time he saw a cultivator with a pointed head and a seemingly flowing body. This guy was called Mercury? This name fitted the man well. It was curious that he had been named that way.

“It’s you. It’s you…” Zuo Zhongren finally understood everything when Mercury walked out. This explained why the Sacred Lord, who had disappeared for so many years, had suddenly reappeared when Zuo Zhongren had just betrayed him and Di Jiu had killed a few third-step cultivators. Mercury tutted at them, yet he had expected the former to lead the way out.

In the end, Zuo Zhongren himself had leaked the news of his betrayal. At that thought, he wanted to knock his head against a hard surface. Why was he so stupid?

Di Jiu chuckled. “Not bad. As expected of a Sacred Lord. If my guess is correct, Mercury helped you kill quite a number of people. You spread the news that Mercury knew the way out as well. Therefore, anyone who wanted to leave the Dao Abyss would definitely seek him out. What I’m curious about is why you chose to expose the fact that Mercury is one of your men.”

“Because I’ve returned,” replied Ye Zifeng while closing his eyes.

“Ye Zifeng, you’re here!” A crisp voice was heard. Then, a young female cultivator dashed out angrily.

Ye Zifeng froze for a short moment when he saw this lady before saying dubiously, “Ye Yimo, weren’t you killed? Did you rely on the Creation Aura to be revived as well? How did you obtain such a flawless body? That’s not right. You should not have been revived…”

“Does that mean that you played a part in what happened to me back then?” Ye Yimo interrogated him coldly.

Ye Zifeng laughed. “Ye Yimo, given our relationship, you actually dare speak to me in such a tone? Did you think that I would dare not kill you? He he… You just healed your body, right? I will kill you once more then. The year I was at the Creation Gate, your father chased me out. Today, I want to show him what happens when someone offends me.”

Ye Zifeng suddenly grabbed the air, crushing the nomological array flags Di Jiu had set up into nothing.

Di Jiu’s heart sank as he realized that he had underestimated Ye Zifeng’s prowess. He was no match for the strength Ye Zifeng had showcased. If this had happened outside, he should still have been able to flee. However, this was the Dao Abyss.

Di Jiu was more worried about the rest of the third-step experts there than about Ye Zifeng. According to what Zuo Zhongren had said previously, no more third-step experts should be willing to offend him. Now that Ye Zifeng had reappeared, however, all the third-step experts there would most likely step out.

When that time came…

Di Jiu did not want to follow that train of thought. No matter how powerful he was, he was powerless in this situation.