Chapter 2471: No Experience!

Ye Chen felt dizzy and disoriented, his mind wandering and unable to settle.

In his consciousness realm, clarity had returned, and the persistent face of the demonic Tian Di had finally crumbled. Yet, the Ling Tian immortal rain continued to pour down from the sky, pure and dazzling.

To this day, he still didn't know what kind of power it was or who had erased his demonic nature. He only knew that he was in the midst of a tribulation, or more precisely, on his way through it.

His tribulation immortal light was different from others', strangely erratic, as if it had lost its way. It darted around aimlessly in the void, seemingly searching for a place to undergo the tribulation, and it showed no sign of stopping.

"It might even end up in the Ming Realm."

On Ming Shan, Ming Di sat steadily, hands tucked in his sleeves, his eyes following the movements of Ye Chen's tribulation immortal light as it zigzagged up, down, left, and right. He was simply watching it wander.

Ming Di was watching, and so was Dao Zu.

The gazes of these two supreme beings were quite peculiar. They had guarded the Tian and Ming realms for countless ages and seen many people undergo tribulations, but something as bizarre as Ye Chen's was a first.

Undergo your tribulation in the world—why are you darting around like that?

Someone else watching was that scoundrel Ren Wang.

In the three realms of heaven, earth, and humanity, besides Ming Di and Dao Zu, only he could see it. Ever since returning to Da Chu, he had been seriously observing for most of the night, yet he still hadn't seen the outcome of the tribulation.

"You're quite the talent!" Ren Wang sighed in admiration, clicking his tongue repeatedly.

As he spoke, the quasi-emperors of Da Chu landed on the mountain peak and surrounded Ren Wang in layers, their eyes fixed on him, as if afraid he might escape.

Seeing Ren Wang tilting his head to look at the void, the quasi-emperors followed suit and looked up, but they saw nothing. Although their combat power surpassed Ren Wang's, their vision fell short in this regard.

"What are you staring at?"Di Lao poked Ren Wang.

"Mind your own business."

Ren Wang lowered his eyes and focused on rubbing them. He'd been watching for most of the night, and his eyes were strained, but Ye Chen's tribulation immortal light was still wandering around.

"Where has he undergone his tribulation?"Zhan Wang asked calmly.

"I don't know."

"I don't know? Then don't say you don't know."

Dong Huang Tai Xin was the most fierce; she kicked Ren Wang over with one foot, putting considerable force into it, nearly turning this legendary weakling into a pulp.

Before Ren Wang could get up, the other quasi-emperors all piled on.

What followed was an extremely bloody scene. Once Ren Wang was knocked down, he never got back up, getting savagely beaten by this group of old fellows, their faces twisted in anger.

The quasi-emperors of Da Chu never needed a reason to beat someone.

But this time, they were fully justified. The remnant soul of the Ren Huang, the ancestor of Zhou Tian—if you don't know, we don't believe it. If you don't want to say, fine, but don't feed us nonsense. The consequences are serious, and you'll get a beating.

Ah!

In the quiet night, Ren Wang's screams echoed with a turtle-like undertone, shaking heaven and earth, moving ghosts and gods.

After the quasi-emperors left, only a sprawled figure remained on the mountain peak.

Ren Wang's condition was as miserable as ever, spitting blood foam from his mouth, his body covered in footprints, suffering total fractures. At a glance, he looked like a heap of flesh.

Heaven and earth could bear witness—this time, he really didn't know. Young Master Ye's tribulation immortal light hadn't entered the world yet; it was still wandering everywhere. Who knew where it would end up?

Seeing this, Ming Di and Dao Zu could only offer him two words: serves you right.

You didn't know, so couldn't you just make something up? If you don't know, fine, but why act so arrogant? Is this your first day in Da Chu? Don't you know the people here are all lunatics?

Ye Chen, of course, was unaware of all this.

Da Chu's tenth emperor, a ruthless one who had slain emperors, with combat power dominating heaven and earth—he'd seen all kinds of scenes. But undergoing a tribulation in the world was truly a first for him. No experience at all!

Ming Di was getting impatient watching and half-wished to drag Ye Chen's tribulation immortal light to the Ming Realm. Then, he could set up a big iron pot, add some water and seasonings, and stew it all up.

Compared to him, Dao Zu was more reliable, secretly deducing the reasons behind this strangeness. Such odd events must have a cause; otherwise, why wouldn't it enter the world after so long?

"Could it be undergoing tribulation with memories intact?" Dao Zu murmured.

"Undergoing with memories? That's possible?" Ming Di raised an eyebrow.

"She once mentioned there are precedents for such tribulations."

"She never told me." Ming Di coughed dryly, knowing exactly who "she" referred to.

At these words, Dao Zu's gaze slanted again, peering through the barrier between the two realms to give Ming Di a sideways glance. You go stirring up trouble in the forbidden zone and get beaten—that's normal. And it's normal she didn't share secrets with you. I've told you before to behave when you go in, but you never listen.

Once he withdrew his gaze, Dao Zu looked back at Ye Chen's tribulation immortal light.

After a long while, he continued, "The reason it hasn't entered the world yet must be due to his memories and that purifying immortal force. Any slight deviation in his Dao, his identity, or his bloodline origin could lead to undergoing tribulation with memories intact. With such variables, it's different from a normal tribulation, so this is to be expected."

"Truly outstanding."

Ming Di took a deep breath; no other words captured it better than these four.

The two supreme beings fell silent, just staring.

Ye Chen was too exceptional; he needed watching. If he underwent tribulation in the Ming Realm, fine; in the Tian Realm, also fine. But if it ended up in the Tian Mo domain, that would be a mess, causing chaos.

Under the two emperors' scrutiny, Ye Chen's tribulation immortal light kept wandering, as if it had its own intelligence, like a mischievous child who wouldn't think of going home until it had its fun.

This was a strange world, shrouded in swirling mist and hazy vapors.

Deep within the fog, two vague figures walked side by side, a man and a woman. One wore ancient armor, the other white battle robes, with a cloak fluttering in the wind.

Weren't they Di Huang and Hong Yan?

These two fully realized Sacred Bodies had left Zhu Tian on that day and had been walking for who knew how long, with no direction or goal, wandering endlessly. Zhu Tian's two supreme beings were more like tourists, trudging along, covered in the dust of ages.

It was clear that both looked slightly pale, with fresh blood trickling from their mouths—they must have been injured. Every step they took was in a state of high alert, or more accurately, full combat readiness. They held buzzing Dao swords, scanning the eight directions.

Indeed, they had encountered a terrifying existence.

The laws of this place were inverted, the order disrupted. It looked like an endless immortal path, but it was fraught with dangers. Even with the power of a fully realized Sacred Body, they could barely protect themselves.

What's more, they could enter but not leave; the path behind was sealed, or rather, the cosmos had changed. Following the route they took to arrive, they couldn't go back. They were lost.

"No trace of it at all."

Di Huang said calmly.

"Its evasion techniques are unparalleled in the world."

Hong Yan took a deep breath.

The "it" they referred to was the Zhu Xian Sword.

Compared to the two of them, the Zhu Xian Sword had entered even earlier, but after tracking it all this way, they hadn't caught a single sign of it, as if it had vanished without a trace.

In that moment, both suddenly stopped and turned back together.

"The divine senses have vanished."

Hong Yan whispered, her brows furrowed slightly.

Di Huang said nothing, his brow also creased.

These divine sense bodies were their contingency left in Zhu Tian, meant to counter a Tian Mo invasion. Their simultaneous dissipation indicated that something shocking must have happened in Zhu Tian.

Unfortunately, ever since entering this place, their true selves and divine senses had been completely cut off, unable to peer into Zhu Tian or know what had occurred back home. They only knew the divine senses were gone.

As they frowned, a streak of golden light suddenly flashed by.

"The Dun Jia heavenly character?"

Di Huang and Hong Yan both reacted swiftly, moving like shooting stars, and saw it clearly—it was a Dun Jia heavenly character, manifesting without warning and darting deeper, as if fleeing.

Deeper in, the swirling mist gradually thinned, and a bloody scent filled the air.

It wasn't until some time later that the two came to a stop. Hong Yan had caught the Dun Jia heavenly character; it now rested in her palm, surrounded by profound Dao auras and echoing with heavenly sounds.

However, what they focused on wasn't the Dun Jia heavenly character, but what lay ahead.

The thinning mist could no longer hide the path forward. It was a dark land, with lightning flashing in the sky and bloody chasms crisscrossing the ground. At first glance, it seemed like Jiu You hell.

"This must be an ancient battlefield."

Di Huang said as he stepped forward.

As he said, it was a battlefield. At a glance, smoke and flames of war stretched endlessly, with broken weapons stained in uncongealed blood, thrust into the earth. In the soil, half-buried bones lay, from some unknown era, entombing who knew how many.

Woo woo woo!

The wind on the battlefield howled like the wails of vengeful ghosts.

"It's the million divine generals."

Hong Yan murmured to herself, gazing quietly into the distance. There stood a tattered battle flag, also soaked in fresh blood, but the two characters "Zhu Tian" engraved on it could not be hidden.

She could see it, and so could Di Huang. He had already taken out a wine flask, sprinkling it along the way as he walked, to pay respects to the heroic spirits of Zhu Tian. No need to deduce; he knew how brutal the battle must have been back then—one Great Emperor fell, and a million divine generals were wiped out, leaving only this field of corpses. Through endless cycles of change, it echoed with its own funeral song, awaiting those who came after.

Hong Yan moved with graceful steps and stopped before the tattered battle flag.

The blood on the flag was that of an emperor, specifically Di Zun's blood.

Speaking of Di Zun, she couldn't help but recall Di Zun's ninth life.

That person named Ye Chen—who knew how he was doing? Whether he gazed at the stars on quiet nights or, in some unguarded moment, thought of a woman named Hong Yan.

With a tender smile, she took the bloodstained battle flag and glanced back at the path they came from. They had entered, but might not leave. Perhaps, like Xian Wu Di Zun and the million divine generals, they would be buried here, never to see Da Chu's tenth emperor again.

In her moment of distraction, a chill suddenly assaulted her, piercing her origin spirit.

Clearly, it was killing intent, emperor-level killing intent. A black emperor beam had shot from the void, targeting her origin spirit in a deadly strike.

Hong Yan's expression changed abruptly; the beam had already locked onto her, impossible to evade.

In a flash, Di Huang appeared instantly, clenching his golden fist engraved with the Dao of a fully realized Sacred Body—it was his peak strike, obliterating the black emperor beam with one punch.

"Archaic Sacred Body, I truly underestimated you."

A sinister laugh echoed as a figure slowly emerged from the void.

He wore dark gold battle armor, black gold boots, and wielded a red emperor sword. Above his head loomed a vast, destructive starfield. Each step he took was on the emperor aura of the Great Dao, his emperor body so heavy it shattered the cosmos. Every step caused the world to tremble, and around him, emperor visions manifested. His pair of emperor eyes displayed utter destruction.

This was a Tian Mo emperor, an extremely fearsome one, with the emperor title Zang Mie, known as Zang Mie Mo Di. He had played a key role in the siege of Xian Wu Di Zun and the million divine generals back then.

It was he who had ambushed Hong Yan just now; without Di Huang's intervention, she would have been killed.

"Peak Great Emperor."

Hong Yan frowned, fully unleashing her power.

Not just her—Di Huang dared not underestimate him either.

Remember, in this place, Tian Mo were not suppressed by Zhu Tian. A peak Great Emperor was truly at his peak. Though he had slain the Cai Jue Mo Di before, he might not slay this one.

The most troublesome part wasn't even this; in this place, besides Zang Mie Mo Di, there was another Tian Mo emperor, also at peak Great Emperor level, and even stronger than Zang Mie Mo Di.