Chapter 624: Chapter 271: Sword Saint News, Demon Realm’s Attitude (Part 2)
The vast multitude of Demon Realm titans and Saints stood silently in the boundless void, watching this awe-inspiring scene. They all revealed smiles of relief, and some of the supreme leaders had tears in their eyes. This was a scene that had only appeared in dreams throughout the endless ages of the Demon Realm, but now it was formally unfolding before their eyes.
At this moment, Ye Xiaofan also slowly opened his eyes, his entire being emanating the terrifying aura of the ’Realm of Ten Slashes.’ The power of the World Tree was so immense that it seemed even that silhouette underwent a remarkable transformation.
Of course, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to continue the purification and absorption of miasma to strengthen his Martial Soul, but rather that the World Tree Martial Soul appeared to have reached a certain state of saturation and proactively discontinued absorbing miasma, entering a phase of self-digestion.
Ye Xiaofan slowly stood up, folded his hands behind his back, and stood quietly atop the towering Demon Tree, listening to the roaring waves of cheers from below. His heart was filled with emotion. Although he had been meditating cross-legged in harmony with the World Tree, he had almost fully absorbed all that happened outside.
Who would have thought that a single purification and absorption by the World Tree would make him the savior of the Demon Realm? Though his heart was a mixed bag of feelings, Ye Xiaofan eventually rose into the air and slowly descended.
However, the surroundings of the Demon Tree were already crowded, with countless cultivators from the Demon Realm and the intertwining of billions of ancient figures, reaching a feverish pitch.
When Ye Xiaofan slowly descended beside Mu Xin and Mu Yan, suddenly.
"Oh oh oh—!!!"
Young cultivators of the Demon Realm swarmed over, giving Ye Xiaofan no chance to react. Countless cultivators lifted him up and tossed him into the air, the cheers deafening.
Even Mu Xin and Mu Yan, the sisters, were mercilessly squeezed out as countless young Demon Realm cultivators threw that silhouette high into the air and caught him again, repeating the cycle, each cheer louder than the last.
And those young cultivators surrounding the perimeter shouted in unison, "Ye Xiaofan, Ye Xiaofan, Ye Xiaofan, Ye Xiaofan..."
Countless Demon Realm cultivators witnessed this scene, all elated, while Mu Xin and Mu Yan watched in a daze.
It was evident that the purification of miasma by that silhouette was equivalent to granting the entire Demon Realm countless sentient beings the chance to survive, freeing them from the suffering of erosion and averting the disaster of extinction. This transformation was enough to make everyone regard that silhouette as a lifesaver.
In the eyes of these Demon Realm cultivators, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Ye Xiaofan at this moment was their savior, the savior granted to the Demon Realm by the Great Dao.
Yunmo Xi stood beside Yunmo Cang, similarly watching the repeatedly tossed Ye Xiaofan, revealing an expression of extreme excitement, relief, and gratitude. At this moment, the cheer for that silhouette was unprecedentedly high in the Demon Realm, even those supreme leaders atop the lofty heights had never received such a high acclaim.
Not only did the young cultivators of the Demon Realm shout with enthusiasm, but even the countless elder powerful figures looked at that silhouette with an astonishing transformation in their gaze, as if viewing a treasure belonging to them, filled with inexpressible emotion.
It wasn’t until a long time after that Ye Xiaofan was finally placed down amidst the cheers, facing the vast sea of people, as countless Demon Realm cultivators all quietly watched that young silhouette, and for a moment, it seemed as if the entire world had quieted down.
However, at a certain moment, someone shouted, and in an instant.
Rustle—!!!
A vast sea of Demon Realm cultivators fell to their knees, as numerous cultivators couldn’t help but burst into tears, their emotions pouring out, as only by experiencing utter despair could one grasp the gratitude for newfound life.
Once someone knelt in thanks, it sparked a chain reaction, with countless cultivators kneeling down in waves, stretching endlessly.
"What are all of you doing? Please rise, elders, how can you do this?" Ye Xiaofan was caught off guard by the unexpected scene, repeatedly trying to help the people in front of him stand up.
Yet an elderly figure, overwhelmed with emotion, said, "Young Master Ye, you are the lifesaver of countless beings in the Demon Realm. The young master saved our Demon Realm’s generations to come, and the young master’s divine grace is vast. This bow is our Demon Realm’s way to express our gratitude, Young Master Ye, you cannot refuse."
As the elder spoke, more and more Demon Realm cultivators knelt down to pay respects, and until this moment, only then did Ye Xiaofan and the two others understand that for the countless cultivators of the Demon Realm, being able to survive was already an unattainable luxury their ancestors had yearned for.
Looking at the endless sea of kneeling demonic cultivators, Ye Xiaofan felt an endless ripple in his heart. Compared to the cultivation realm outside, which was like a ’cradle,’ the cultivators in this world had long been stripped of the high and mighty dignity of cultivators, in name still cultivators, yet already somewhat ’mundanized.’
Although Ye Xiaofan wanted very much for those who had knelt to rise, when he looked at the vast and endless sea of people, he suddenly didn’t know what to do, instinctively looking up at the countless Demon Realm titans atop the high skies.
And countless Demon Realm titans silently watched this scene, led by Yunmo Baitian, the group of Saint Level titans from the Demon Realm looked at Ye Xiaofan and nodded slightly.
However, after more than 80% of the Demon Realm cultivators below had knelt, a voice rose continuously.
"Young Master Ye, excuse our boldness, with this bow, we represent countless beings in the Demon Realm, imploring the young master to agree to visit the Demon Realm every few years to purify the miasma for us."
