In this Dharma Ending Age world, no one had become an immortal for ten thousand years. Becoming an immortal had become an illusory legend. However, when the Dark Crow looked at Ye Xuan in front of him, it was as if he was looking at the birth of an immortal.
Immortal and mortal!
These two simple words had the difference between heaven and earth. This was the difference in the level of life. Immortals meant immortality and could live as long as the heavens.
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The mortal realm!
The sky was clear and blue for thousands of miles.
A ripple spread out in the air, and a door of yin light opened in the mortal world. Ye Xuan took a step forward and walked out of the door of yin light. He looked up at the blazing sun in the sky, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This trip to the underworld had allowed Ye Xuan to forge the Soul Suppressing Banner. Now, he only needed to step into the late stage of Tribulation Passing before he could face the Immortal Tribulation of the Nine Heavens.
"The sea has turned into mulberry fields and the vicissitudes of time. When thousands of years have passed and I return to my homeland one day, what will this world look like?"
Ye Xuan's eyes flickered and there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes. He knew that he would eventually leave this world for the sake of his obsession and for the sake of his Tongtian Immortal Dao.
Ye Xuan suppressed his fluctuating emotions and a trace of a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. As he took a step forward, he transformed into a streak of light that shot towards the direction of Moyun Mountain.
The Cloud Piercing Mountain!
Clouds and mist curled around the towering mountain range. The undulating mountain range was like a long dragon that spiraled between the heavens and the earth.
Azure Cloud Pavilion, martial arts arena.
The members of the Underworld were cultivating diligently. The sound of their fists and feet dancing caused the air to explode. Blazing blood light illuminated the vast sky, giving people a feeling of vitality.
Wu Juexian, dressed in green, was guiding the members of the Underworld in their cultivation. Monk Yuan Xu took in a few disciples and passed down his Buddhist and Demonic Arts. Fatso Huang and Gu Beichen were sparring with each other, laughing and cursing from time to time.
The atmosphere was harmonious and thriving. This was the scene that Ye Xuan saw.
When Ye Xuan appeared in the void, everyone present was delighted. They stopped cultivating and bowed to Ye Xuan. "Welcome back to the Underworld, sir."
Looking at his subordinates, Ye Xuan was silent. After a full ten breaths, he said, "Gather all the members of the Underworld. I have something to tell you."
Dong dong dong dong dong!
Eighteen consecutive bell chimes rang throughout Cloud Scraping Mountain as a large number of Underworld members gathered at the training grounds.
Cloud Piercing Mountain.
Ye Xuan sat at the head of the table while Fatso Huang and the others stood to his left and right. Thousands of members of the Underworld stood there with solemn expressions. However, there was confusion in everyone's eyes. They did not know what Ye Xuan had to announce.
"Today, I have gathered everyone here to announce something. From now on, I, Ye Xuan, am no longer the Master of the Underworld. The new Underworld Monarch will be succeeded by Fatso Huang."
Buzz!
The void trembled and blood light filled the sky. The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword quietly appeared in Ye Xuan's hand. The cold blood light reflected everyone's stunned expressions. Everyone felt as if their souls had left their bodies. They could not believe their ears.
"Sir, please don't do this. How can I be the Master of the Underworld?" Fatso Huang's face turned pale. He suddenly knelt in front of Ye Xuan. He was terrified and uneasy. He did not know why Ye Xuan wanted to pass the position to him.
"This Bloodthirsty Demon Sword is indestructible and there is nothing it cannot destroy. It has been with me for many years. Although it is not my true weapon, I have a deep affection for it. Now, I give this sword to you. From now on, you are the new Underworld Monarch."
"Come and take the sword." Ye Xuan's voice was very calm. It was so calm that there was not a single ripple in it. However, it contained a will that would not allow anyone to disobey.
"Sir, I …!" Fatso Huang wanted to say something but hesitated. However, under Ye Xuan's deep gaze, he took the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword with trembling hands.
"Sir, please don't do this. You are the leader of the Underworld. Apart from you, no one else can convince us. If you don't take the position of Underworld Monarch, I'm afraid that some people will not be convinced," Monk Yuan Xu said anxiously.
Following Monk Yuan Xu's words, the thousands of people present began to discuss.
"That's right. The Master of the Underworld can only be Sir Ye. Although Fatso Huang is very capable, his cultivation base is too ordinary. How can he lead the Underworld to the peak?"
"If you ask me, if the Underworld Monarch really wants to step down from the position of Underworld Monarch, Lord Wu Juexian should take over the position. After all, Lord Wu Juexian is about to step into the Nascent Soul stage."
"I think Monk Yuan Xu is a good choice. His cultivation base is not any weaker than Lord Wu Juexian's and he is very meticulous. The position of Underworld Monarch should belong to Monk Yuan Xu."
The entire Martial Arts Practice Field became abnormally noisy, and the sound of discussions could be heard.
Obviously, the Underworld was not an iron bucket. Everyone had someone they respected. If Ye Xuan were to step down from the position of Underworld Monarch, the fight for the position alone would cause chaos in the Underworld.
"Are you trying to turn the world upside down?"
All of a sudden!
An eerie and cruel voice exploded in the Cloud Piercing Mountain, causing the thousands of members of the Underworld to shut their mouths in shock. Only then did they realize that Ye Xuan's expression was as gloomy as still water. An extremely terrifying evil aura was blooming around him.
"Please forgive us, Underworld Monarch. We dare not." The thousands of members of the Underworld trembled before they all knelt down.
"Remember, Fatso Huang is the person I've chosen. If anyone refuses to accept this, you may step forward now." Ye Xuan looked around at the crowd as a fierce murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
When Ye Xuan finished speaking, the entire place fell into a dead silence. No one dared to say another word. Everyone knew that if anyone dared to disobey Ye Xuan's will, the only outcome would be death.
"Sir, you've passed the position of Underworld Monarch to Fatso Huang and we don't dare to have any complaints. However, I really don't understand why you're doing this. Are you not going to care about the Underworld in the future?" Cold Blood asked in a trembling voice.
Cold Blood's question was the same as everyone else's question. Everyone stared at Ye Xuan in confusion and waited for Ye Xuan's answer.
At this moment!
Ye Xuan's murderous intent was no longer present. His expression turned calm once again as he spoke in a low voice, "I'm leaving. Perhaps I'll never see you again. From now on, whether or not the Underworld can be passed on will depend on you."
Silence. Silence. A deathly silence.
Everyone in the crowd was stunned into silence. Panic blossomed from their bodies. After a dozen breaths, thousands of people's pleas rang out in the martial arts arena.
"Underworld Monarch, you can't leave. If you leave, what should we do?"
"Sir, the Underworld is the Underworld because of your existence. If you leave, where will the Underworld go?"
"Underworld Monarch, please stay."
Cries and pleas rang out incessantly. Even Wu Juexian and the others tried to persuade Ye Xuan. However, Ye Xuan remained unmoved.
"All good things must come to an end. I've gathered all of you here today to bid you farewell. You'll have to walk your own path in the future. I believe that even if I, Ye Xuan, am no longer in the Underworld, you won't disappoint me."
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