2018, 13th of December!
The No. 1 person in China, the No. 1 person in Southeast Asia, Mad Southern Ye, who had died a long time ago, returned to Tiannan, defeated the pseudo emperor of Shang Santian, and declared war on Shang Santian at the same time!
When the news spread, the entire world fell silent.
Apart from the dead silence, the entire China and even the entire world was in an uproar. It was as if a nuclear weapon had been thrown into the world. It was like thunder from the nine heavens, shaking heaven and earth and shocking the world.
"What? Mad Southern Ye isn't dead?! "
All the countries were shocked, and all the major corporations were petrified. Countless world giants were shocked. This news was too shocking!
The country that was most shocked was none other than Hua!
Countless people in the Chinese cultivation world knelt on the ground on the spot when they heard the news. They looked up to the sky and cried tears of excitement.
With Shang Santian's entry into the world, China was in complete chaos. All the cultivation sects were suppressed.
The upper echelons of the various forces were either dead or surrendered. Even those who were lucky enough to survive lived in fear all day long. They could do nothing about the current chaos in the Chinese cultivation world.
As Ye Chen returned and the shocking news of defeating the pseudo emperor of Shang Santian spread, they saw hope and the future of the Chinese cultivation world like rain after a long drought.
It was because the name Mad Southern Ye was a legend to the Chinese cultivation world. He was more like a giant pillar that supported the future of the Chinese cultivation world.
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"I've said it since the beginning. As the undefeated Mad Southern, Ye Chen has won every battle since his debut. He has never been defeated. How can he die so easily?!"
"The No. 1 person in China, Mad Southern Ye, is still alive. Now that the king has returned, the heavens have not forsaken the Chinese cultivation world!"
In the main hall of Maoshan, an old Daoist priest in green cried as he faced the disciples. Countless young men sat before him, and their faces were filled with excitement.
A young man who had just entered the sect said hesitantly, "Master, I heard that there's a martial emperor in Shang Santian. Is Mad Southern Ye a match for a martial emperor?"
As soon as that was said, the expressions of the others changed slightly. Clearly, the young man had spoken out their worries.
The old Daoist priest paused for a moment before he said with a smile, "Since Mad Southern Ye can defeat a pseudo emperor, I believe his strength is no weaker than the pseudo emperor. I believe in him …"
…
It was a scene like this.
Almost at the same time, they appeared all over China.
In Yao Huayuan's room on the Spiritual Medicine Mountain.
Yao Bingyue quickly pushed the door open and entered. She said excitedly, "Father, I asked Senior Bai Kui earlier. He said that Shang Santian has a chance to help us recover our youthful looks."
Yao Huayuan was in disbelief. "Are you serious?"
"It's true!"
Yao Bingyue said with certainty, "Senior Bai Kui has been staying at our Spiritual Medicine Mountain these days, and we've satisfied him with everything. He definitely won't lie to us."
"That's good, that's good!"
Yao Huayuan's spirit jolted, as though he had seen a glimmer of hope. "Did Senior White say when he would help us regain our youth?"
Meeting his gaze, Yao Bingyue smiled, "Senior Bai said that he would put in a good word for us in front of the Bai Clan after the Ye Clan's survivors are all captured."
At this point, a hint of schadenfreude flashed across her eyes, "Senior Xiao Kun had already brought his men to the northeast a long time ago. I believe he has already captured the remnants of the Ye family and is on his way back."
Just as she was speaking, a young man rushed in in a panic, "Young mistress, bad news, bad news!"
"What's the matter? Why are you so flustered?"
Yao Bingyue's expression turned grim, and she immediately berated, "Could it be that you've offended those big shots in Shang Santian?"
"N-No!"
The young man stammered, "I-It's Mad Southern Ye who's back. I-He's killed his way back to Tiannan!"
"What?"
Yao Bingyue and her father's expressions changed drastically.
…
In the basement of the Murong residence in Ganzhou.
Murong Xue, who was dressed in splendid clothes, sized up Huo Yushan and his daughter through the cage, "Huo, I, Murong Xue, am now the head of the Murong family. If you know what's good for you, submit to me as soon as possible so that you can live."
"Ms. Murong, you may leave!"
Huo Yushan, who was in the cage, looked at her weakly with a disheveled face, "The reason why I was able to become a Martial Dao master was all thanks to Mr. Ye. Since Mr. Ye appointed Ms. Yu Shasha as the head of the Murong family, I will be loyal to her!"
"My father is right!"
Huo Sisi, who was beside him, was not as smart as before. However, she still said with a cold smile on her face, "Your background as the head of the Murong family is unknown. You still want us to submit to you? Just give up!"
"You guys are simply refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
Murong Xue was furious when she heard that. A ferocious expression flashed across her exquisite features, "Men, kill them all!"
As soon as she said that, two members of the Murong family opened the prison door. Each of them held a rope in their hands. Clearly, they wanted to extort Huo Yushan and his daughter.
At that moment, her phone rang.
She frowned and picked it up. Before she could speak, an extremely terrified voice came from the phone, "M-Master, Mad Southern Ye is back!"
Clatter!
Murong Xue was stunned on the spot. It was as if she had been struck by lightning, and the phone in her hand fell to the ground.
…
At the headquarters of the Celestial Master Hall, furious roars could be heard, "Impossible, this is impossible! Why isn't Ye dead?!"
As the fourth high priest of the Celestial Master Hall, Jiang Zhengyang was panting heavily. His face was flushed as if someone was strangling him.
If one took a closer look, they would notice that there was a trace of unconcealable fear in his eyes.
Not only did Mad Southern Ye not die, he even defeated the pseudo emperor!
How shocking was that? One had to know that the Celestial Master Hall had been established for nearly a hundred years. The four high priests were all peerless powerhouses from the Qing dynasty. Only the high priest, Chen Tulong, had stepped into the Emperor Stage.
Thinking to this point, he hurriedly turned around and looked at the masked man sitting on the armchair behind him, "Second high priest, what should we do? What should we do?! "
He was really panicking.
After all, the Celestial Master Hall had done too many disgraceful things before Ye Chen returned. For example, they announced that the Ye family had betrayed the country, helped Shang Santian capture people related to Ye Chen, and even crippled Li Xuanji.
All of these were enough to make the Celestial Master Hall fall into eternal damnation. Even he, Jiang Zhengyang, would not be able to escape death.
"What's the hurry?!"
The masked man spoke slowly with an extremely hoarse voice, "Since Mad Southern Ye can defeat the pseudo emperor, it at most means that his battle prowess isn't inferior to the pseudo emperor's. Don't forget that I reached the pseudo emperor stage 50 years ago!"
As soon as he said that, Jiang Zhengyang came back to his senses. He said with a clear voice, "That's right, Second high priest, you're also a pseudo emperor. You're not afraid of Mad Southern Ye at all. Moreover, there's still Shang Santian."
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