After re-sealing the crevice to the Nine Underworlds beneath the deep abyss of the Earth Domain and collecting the Grand Longevity Banner, Yan Zhaoge did not linger any longer.
He first headed west, heading to the Heaven Domain's Broad Creed Mountain.
Due to the great battle with Chen Qianhua earlier, the spiritual qi circulation of the Eight Extremities World had already been completely messed up.
If he left it like this, this world would descend into desolation and decline.
There was a mechanism on Broad Creed Mountain that had been established previously to gradually improve the spiritual qi circulation of the Eight Extremities World.
Now, it could be put to use once more, helping to restore the spiritual qi circulation of this world once more.
The heaven-shaking, earth-overturning changes were felt by those of Broad Creed Mountain as well.
The people on the mountain could still be considered calm, because they had already received notice that something might have happened to the crevice to the Nine Underworlds.
However, their clan's most legendary expert, Yan Zhaoge, descended to the mortal realm, had already descended to the Eight Extremities World to deal with this matter.
After knowing this, everyone's emotions became calm.
It was as if just hearing that name would make them feel carefree.
The final result strongly proved this point once more.
While it shocked the heavens and shook the earth, the changes to the Nine Underworlds were still quelled once more, peace returning to the Eight Extremities World.
Yan Zhaoge's return to the Mountain caused everyone's spirits to rise.
The disciples of Broad Creed Mountain who had interacted with Yan Zhaoge in the past all felt honoured.
Seeing those familiar faces, Yan Zhaoge felt happy as well.
The timeflow of the Eight Extremities World was only half that of the World beyond Worlds and a fifth of that of the Vast Ocean World.
While Yan Zhaoge had been fighting for so many years in the World beyond Worlds, less than ten years had actually passed in the Eight Extremities World.
Still, many things had happened over these past few years.
Due to Broad Creed Mountain's inclination to nurture Feng Chi, due to the spiritual qi of the Eight Extremities World being more conducive to the advancement of martial practitioners, he had successfully stepped into the Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster realm.
Some outstanding talents had also arisen amongst the younger generation.
Similarly, however, disciples of the clan had perished as well.
Currently, Broad Creed Mountain stood alone in the Eight Extremities World, virtually having no enemies.
However, if Broad Creed Mountain disciples were to suffer cultivation deviation in the process of cultivating, or if they entered the Great Western Desert, the Southern Underground Palace or the Marsh of Illusory Sea to temper themselves, there was still the possibility of them encountering danger.
For example, Fang Zhun's personal disciple Lu Wen who had been acclaimed alongside Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei and Sikong Qing that year, while he had avoided the tribulation of falling to the dark side due to Xu Fei's assistance during the great tribulation of Broad Creed Mountain back then, at the end of the day, due to his unstable mental state and his desire for quick success, he had suffered cultivation deviation and perished while in death seclusion.
Perhaps he already no longer had the heart to compare himself with Yan Zhaoge, but Sikong Qing, Feng Yunsheng, Ying Longtu and the others had all surpassed him, causing him to feel greater and greater pressure.
He wasn't the first person to die in seclusion, and he wouldn't be the last.
The path of martial arts cultivation had never been a smooth one.
After having regained the balance of spiritual qi in the Eight Extremities World, Yan Zhaoge bid farewell to Feng Chi and the others, before returning to Turbid Wave Pavilion of the Lake Domain.
This place was tranquil from beginning to end, as if it was isolated from the world.
Even when Yan Zhaoge and Chen Qianhua's battle had been heaven-shaking and earth-overturning earlier, this place had remained peaceful, resembling another world altogether.
After greeting An Qinglin, Xie Youchan and the other Turbid Wave Pavilion martial practitioners, Yan Zhaoge returned to the small courtyard where Chen Mingying resided.
Within the courtyard, the Brocade Emperor was currently conversing with Chen Mingying.
His attitude was gentle, free and easy as his words flowed like pearls, causing Chen Mingying who knew his identity to gradually feel less restrained.
Sitting by the side, Meng Wan was all smiles.
She had rarely been so happy these past few years.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge return, the Brocade Emperor turned and glanced at him, smiling as he asked, "From the looks of it, you won. Has Chen Qianhua returned to the World beyond Worlds?"
"He went to the Nine Underworlds of his own accord," Yan Zhaoge shook his head.
While he had been pulled back by his body that seemed to have been devoured by the Nine Underworlds at the time, if Chen Qianhua had broken free of the suppression of the dimensions of the heavens and earth on his cultivation base, he would have been able to break free of the corrosion of the Nine Underworlds at the same time, ascending and returning to the World beyond Worlds.
Meanwhile, Yan Zhaoge had already been prepared for this.
The existence of the Nine Underworlds would obstruct Chen Qianhua's ascension somewhat.
Yan Zhaoge had mightily smashed down with the Cyclic Heavenly Seal, forcibly sending Chen Qianhua into the deep abyss, in order to obstruct him with the crevice of the Nine Underworlds.
This way, if he attempted to break free of the suppression of the power of dimensions and ascend to the World beyond Worlds, Yan Zhaoge would be prepared to intercept him then.
Of course, even so, he would not have sufficient confidence of leaving Chen Qianhua behind for good.
Still, for Chen Qianhua who possessed outstanding strength and cultivation base, this was the best strategy to deal with him.
Sadly, a lunatic's way of thinking was broad.
Hearing his words, the Brocade Emperor nodded slowly, "This indeed seems like his usual style."
"Still, before he left, I gave him a Devilish Bewitching Ritual." Yan Zhaoge shrugged, "With so many devils surrounding him, even if he does not die, he will not be able to leave the Nine Underworlds within a short period of time."
Having temporarily restricted this unstable factor to the Nine Underworlds, Yan Zhaoge would be able to search for Feng Yunsheng along with the Brocade Emperor and Meng Wan without worry.
Even though Feng Yunsheng's trip to a foreign dimension might also be related to the Nine Underworlds.
"There are few who are willing to battle with Chen Qianhua." A hint of a smile appeared on the Brocade Emperor's handsome face, "The main reason is naturally that most people are unable to defeat him. Still, even those who can defeat him would find it pointless to battle with him."
"Because this person has no concept of life or death, success or failure, honour or disgrace. Even if one wins against him, he would not feel humiliated, vexed, embarrassed or disappointed."
The Brocade Emperor smiled, "He would not care how many spoils of war the victors wrested from him. He would not even care about life or death."
What Chen Qianhua was passionate about was not battle itself. Instead, he was interested in whether his opponents could bring him anything in the process of battling.
Apart from that, he did not really care about gratitude or enmity, victory or defeat, life or death, gains or losses.
Perhaps it should be said that what he pursued was not in the same circle as most people at all.
The world of madmen was always different.
"Without the grief and rage of the loser, the joy of the victor would naturally be much dimmer." The Brocade Emperor said casually, "For those who understand Chen Qianhua, even if they win against him, there is nothing to be happy about."
Yan Zhaoge chuckled, "That might not be the case. In Chen Qianhua's words, slapping him like a bug is actually rather fun for me. As for what he thinks, I do not care."
The Brocade Emperor smiled, "How many people of similar cultivation realms can slap him like a bug?"
He stood up, looking at Meng Wan and Chen Mingying, "Since this matter is already over, let us return to the World beyond Worlds. I hope that Fellow Daoist Chen will not blame me for disturbing you today."
"While I have said this before, I still have to say one more thing. Having been separated from Wan 'er for so many years, I have not been able to fulfill my responsibilities as a father. It is all thanks to you for raising and teaching Wan' er. I truly cannot thank you enough."
Chen Mingying hurriedly said that she dared not accept this, feeling rather reluctant as she looked at Meng Wan who was about to be separated again.
Meng Wan consoled her, "If there is a chance in the future, this disciple will definitely visit Master again."
The Brocade Emperor smiled and nodded.
Yan Zhaoge's gaze flickered slightly.
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