"Did you guys hear that? The Yellow Spring Old Ancestor has returned. A storm of blood is inevitable in the Yellow Spring Battle Mansion."
"Yeah, I heard that the old ancestor killed the North Nether Sect's expert, North Nether Qi, right after he returned. The old Taoist North Nether was furious and has been wandering around the Yellow Springs Battle Mansion's forces recently. It seems like he's plotting something."
"This time, let's see if Ancestor still has the courage of the past."
"Ha, we're just here to watch the show. We'll cheer for whoever wins. Old Taoist Bei Ming has already issued the challenge. The battle is about to begin!"
In the streets and alleys of the Yellow Springs Battle Mansion, many experts were discussing. They were all waiting to watch a good show.
"Boom!"
A violent gale rose, and the sun and moon lost their light!
Today, the long-awaited battleground of the Yellow Springs Battle Mansion was stirred once again.
"Dong, dong, dong!"
The disciples of the North Nether Clan cleared the battlefield, and Taoist North Nether arrived on the back of a striped tiger.
On the other hand, the North Nether Clan had far fewer people.
Over the years, Darknorth Daoist had dominated the Netherworld Battle Mansion and gathered most of the experts under his command. There was only one purpose for him to allow the Netherworld Sect to continue existing, and that was to lure Old Ancestor Netherworld back and kill him for revenge.
The battlefield was surrounded by mountains, and on top of the mountains sat people from the major forces.
"Hahaha, I never thought that Old Ancestor Yellow Spring would really return."
"That's right. How many years has it been? Who knows where this old man is hiding, making it difficult for us to find him."
"Don't be careless. We need to see who will win between Patriarch Netherworld and Taoist Darknorth. This is the key to our choice!"
"You're right, you're right."
These so-called big powers were just fence-sitters. They only looked at the winner.
On the battlefield, the Netherworld Sect and the North Nether Sect faced each other.
"Old Daoist Beiming, come out and die!"
Patriarch Yellow Spring flew toward the North Nether Sect.
"Hahaha! Old Ancestor Yellow Spring, you've finally returned!"
At the same time, Taoist North Ming flew out, releasing the power of darkness all over his body. Black water surrounded his back, ready to attack at any time.
"Hmm? You bastard, you've already mastered the Black Water Divine Technique? "
"Of course. Do you think I've wasted all these years? Patriarch Yellow Spring, today will be the day you die! "
"Hmph, since this is the place for the final battle, I will make sure that your North Nether Sect loses convincingly."
"No problem. With so many big shots here, we can all witness the moment when Netherworld Sect's name is erased from history."
Taoist Bei Ming waved at the peak, and countless experts responded.
He wanted to let Old Ancestor Yellow Spring understand that the Netherworld Sect no longer had the final say in the Netherworld Battle Mansion, but the North Nether Sect.
This was to pressure Patriarch Yellow Spring. However, all of this was nothing to him. What he wanted was the head of Daoist North Ming.
"Everyone, this is a grudge between Acheron Sect and North Nether Sect. I hope all of you can see it clearly!"
"Don't worry, Patriarch. We won't interfere with your bloody battle!"
One of them said with a strange smile.
"That's right. All of you are important figures. We'll just watch the show!"
"Hehehe, of course, the name of Old Ancestor Yellow Spring is so domineering that we dare not interfere."
Although everyone said that they would not interfere, the old ancestor had already seen some clues. These people were entangled with old Daoist North Ming. It was hard to say what exactly was going on.
Seeing that the old ancestor was hesitating, Ye Chen walked forward.
"Patriarch, why are you hesitating? With me and Wushuang here, do you have anything to worry about?"
As soon as he said that, the crowd was in an uproar.
"Who is this brat? How dare he speak so arrogantly?"
"Hahaha, a Void Refinement trash dares to pretend?"
"He's courting death!"
Many powerhouses mocked Ye Chen, but he did not care. What he wanted was to help the old ancestor kill Daoist North Ming and let Acheron Sect rise again.
"Hahaha, you useless trash. How would you know how powerful Fellow Ye is? Shut up!"
The old ancestor scolded everyone.
"Hmph, Old Ancestor Yellow Spring, don't be arrogant. You're the only one who can rely on a Void Refinement trash."
"Indeed, you're making things difficult for us for a piece of trash. Old ancestor, you're crazy!"
"Old ancestor, you must be cautious in this difficult time!"
Everyone was clearly threatening because they saw the old ancestor defending an unknown brat at Void Refinement Stage in front of everyone. They were all famous figures, so they could not accept such a contrast.
"Hmph, I'll settle the score with you after I kill Daoist North Ming!"
The Old Ancestor Yellow Spring naturally understood that the North Nether Sect had been able to run amok all these years because of the support of these so-called major forces. They helped the North Nether Sect sit on the position of overlord, and then obtained a lot of benefits from the North Nether Sect.
"Hahaha, old ancestor, if you say that, there's nothing we can do!"
"Daoist North Ming, we all support you!"
"Yes, we support the North Nether Sect!"
Instantly, countless powerhouses expressed their support for the North Nether Sect. They had colluded long ago, but the old ancestor had given them a chance to break the deadlock in advance.
"B * stard!"
The old ancestor was furious, but with a strong enemy in front of him, he could not attack those people.
Those people revealed treacherous smiles on their faces, waiting for the old ancestor to die.
They knew very well that Daoist North Ming had cultivated the Black Water Divine Technique all these years and had succeeded. It was extremely powerful, so the old ancestor would definitely die.
"Hmm …"
Ye Chen's eyes swept in all directions, and all kinds of information entered his mind.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Then, the information turned into images. It was these people's techniques and cultivation base. As long as it could be seen, everything was there. As the saying went, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle!
'Hmph, a bunch of mobs dares to be so brave?'
Ye Chen sneered and thought to himself.
At this moment, many powerhouses from the Netherworld Sect and the North Nether Sect entered the battlefield.
"Old Ancestor Netherworld, I'll let you know today that the Netherworld Sect has long fallen."
As he spoke, Daoist North Ming signaled a powerhouse with his eyes.
"Remember, kill everyone from the Netherworld Sect without mercy!"
"Yes!"
That person flew onto the battlefield.
"Netherworld Sect, who dares to fight?"
There was a provocative look on his face as if he thought that no one from the Netherworld Sect dared to accept the challenge.
This person was a powerhouse from the North Nether Sect, Beiming Feng. His strength was far above Beiming Qi's. He cultivated the Black Energy Divine Technique and was Daoist North Ming's favorite disciple.
"Haha, it's Beiming Feng. This person is ruthless and has killed countless Netherworld Sect disciples. No one dares to fight this time!"
"Yes, the Netherworld Sect has fallen, hahaha!"
"The Netherworld Sect is useless!"
Instantly, countless powerhouses mocked the Netherworld Sect. At this moment, the old ancestor was furious and turned to look at everyone.
"Who dares to fight?"
As expected, many powerhouses from the Netherworld Sect looked at each other, not daring to move.
"What are you all doing? Daoist Netherworld, what's going on? "
The old ancestor scolded angrily.
"Old ancestor, you might not know this, but this person is the God of Slaughter of the North Nether Sect. He's extremely powerful and ruthless. T-this …"
(End of this chapter)
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