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Chapter 1202

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Drinking

"Let's go as well."

He said this to Xue Qi and the others. Although their strength in the Lower Three Realms wasn't bad, in the face of these sky supremes, they were far too insignificant.

Just now, with outsiders present, Xue Qi, Stone, and Xue Lan could only wait to the side.

Now that they were gone, Stone was the first to approach Ye Zichen. He punched Ye Zichen in the shoulder.

"Kid, where the hell have you been all these years?"

Even a rough man like Stone's eyes were somewhat red at this moment. Ye Zichen vaguely remembered when he'd first arrived in the village, Stone had taken care of him like a big brother.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed. He'd become a supreme, while Stone was still a sky immortal. The gap between them was as wide as a chasm, but their relationship wouldn't grow distant just because of this minor difference in cultivation.

"I became a god."

Ye Zichen didn't know how to explain, so all he could do was say "I became a god."

When Stone heard this, he was stunned, then overjoyed.

"Great! Becoming a god is a good thing! Kid, you really do have a conscience. After becoming a god, you even remembered to come back and visit us bros. Today, we won't go back until we're drunk! "

"No problem," said Ye Zichen with a hearty laugh. Ye Zichen laughed heartily. "But before that, shouldn't we pay our respects to our fellow disciples?"

The Leisure House's sect leader had been captured in Maple City of the Immortal Region. Everyone was terrified. But when Xue Qi and the others returned, the sect returned to normal.

Half a month.

Everyone in the sect mourned in silence for the fallen. This was one of Leisure House's rules. Every time a disciple died, it was like this.

However, half a month later, it was time to celebrate Ye Zichen's return.

News of Ye Zichen's return wasn't limited to the Leisure House. Everyone from the Heavenly Court, Underworld, Immortal Region, and Endless Beast Region who knew Ye Zichen had come.

"Bro, long time no see."

Ye Zichen hadn't rested at all during the banquet. After sending off the people from the Beast Region, Ox-Head of the Underworld walked up to Ye Zichen, accompanied by Horse-Face.

They were old acquaintances, and Ye Zichen was happy to see them again.

"Long time no see. Why aren't Xie Bian and the others here?"

"Four of the eight Ghost Marshals of the Underworld died. Horse-Face and I have already arrived. If Old Xie and the rest still come, what will happen to the Underworld?" Ox-Head joked.

"That's true," Ye Zichen nodded.

"Look at how stingy the Underworld is. As the commander of the Heavenly Court, he still came. Emperor Ye, I'm telling you, Ol 'Xie isn't giving you face. " At that moment, Thunder God walked over with a wine glass. Ox-Head smiled and said, "I won't defend Old Xie if you put it that way. Emperor Ye, I also think that Lao Xie isn't giving you face. "

"Who said I didn't give Emperor Ye face? Step forward! "

Ye Zichen didn't expect Xie Bian to walk over with a laugh, while the White Impermanence intern, who had a short story with Ye Zichen, followed beside him.

"Why are you here?" Ox-Head raised his eyebrows.

"The Necropolis Emperor of the Beiyin sent me here." Xie Bian smiled, then grabbed a glass of wine with his right hand. "Oh? This doesn't seem like our local immortal brew."

"Emperor Ye brought it back from the God Realm," laughed Ox-Head. "It's a good thing you came. If you hadn't, you'd have suffered greatly."

"Hahaha, what a coincidence!"

Xie Bian drained the entire flask in one gulp, then wiped his mouth and laughed.

"Good wine."

"Emperor Ye, you're a member of the Immortal Region. Not contacting us for a hundred years is a bit too much. I'm going to pick a fight."

Suiren grabbed his beard and laughed heartily. This senior, who'd dedicated his entire life to the Immortal Region, was prepared to stay here for the rest of his life. Given his strength, he could easily ascend to the God Realm, but he preferred the grass and trees here.

In his own words, "I'm old. I don't have the heart to roam the world anymore."

He'd rather stay here and watch his descendants grow up and wait until the end of his lifespan. He didn't want to roam the God Realm anymore. He really couldn't.

"Fine, fine, fine. It's my fault. I'll drink three cups as punishment."

The atmosphere at the banquet was joyous. With so many powerhouses gathered in one place, it was truly a grand occasion.

Many Immortal Kings who'd heard of the banquet wanted to fight their way into the circle, but when they saw the people who'd just arrived, even Immortal Kings didn't dare to do so.

The people who'd come were simply too senior and high in status.

After three rounds of wine, everyone was pretty much done. The old friends found a place to chat.

Horse-Face was the one who talked the most. Although he usually only said, "Big Brother Ox-Head is right," and always followed Ox-Head around, he became a chatterbox after drinking.

He talked about everything from the Underworld Brat to the Ten Yama Kings. If Ox-Head hadn't knocked him out, he might have even talked about the Great Sacred Emperor Equaling Heavens.

"I'm drunk. Everyone, just treat it as a joke."

Ox-Head laughed along with the other immortals after Horse-Face lay down.

"It's fine. People like us really do have a bellyful of bitterness. Taking advantage of our drunkenness to pour it all out is actually pretty good," laughed the God of Thunder.

"Emperor Ye, how long are you planning on staying this time?" asked the God of Fortune.

"I should be heading back soon."

Ye Zichen wasn't alone. He had a faction backing him. He'd provoked the Lightning Emperor's Xiao Family several times, and the supremes who'd returned to the Divine Mountains couldn't be trusted. Right now, Upheaval was still in its infancy. If he didn't keep an eye on it, he wouldn't feel confident.

Besides, he was now a supreme. The Laws here couldn't possibly let him stay for too long.

"The God Realm."

Someone sighed softly, but the surrounding people's expressions turned to one of longing. They were different from Suiren. They hadn't reached the point where they'd die of old age. They still wanted to take another step forward and see for themselves what the God Realm was like.

"Emperor Ye, what on earth is the God Realm like?"

"The God Realm?"

As he described the God Realm in his mind, the surrounding immortals' gazes shifted once more.

"The Nine Divine Mountains?"

"The Gods, Yao, and Demons are friends?"

"The God Emperor, Yao Emperor, and Demon Emperor?"

In short, everything was new and novel to them. This only increased their thirst for the God Realm even more.

"I really don't know when I'll be able to ascend!" muttered the God of Thunder.

By now, of the people Ye Zichen was familiar with, only the God of Thunder and the God of Fortune hadn't ascended yet.

A few years ago, Third Prince Nezha successfully passed the tribulation and ascended. His father followed closely behind and ascended to the God Clan. The two old men, Yue Lao and Taishang Laojun, seemed to have encountered some kind of evil, but they also ascended a few months ago, leaving the God of Thunder and the God of Fortune to depend on each other.

Ye Zichen patted him on the shoulder. This wasn't something that could be rushed.

Ye Zichen inexplicably recalled something. He couldn't help but ask the God of Thunder and the God of Fortune.

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