“In the shadows, the succubus Bai Shuang couldn’t help but frown.
Just now, she had clearly felt that within a one-hundred–meter radius centered on Ye Yu, all divine power had been completely blocked.
Although it lasted only an instant, it was still unbelievable.
This guy really had something going on!
But why hadn’t he used any divine arts and instead relied on physical strength?
Could he be one of those ancient demon cultivators?
No—that didn’t add up. From the little demon horn on Ye Yu’s forehead, he was clearly a Fallen Demon.
And a Fallen Demon’s physique was only marginally stronger than that of a succubus or a Mind Demon.
He couldn’t possibly cultivate the Ancient Demon Path.
Something about this just felt off.
Moreover, that last move had appeared to consume an extraordinary amount of energy—Ye Yu’s afterimage had even begun to tremble!
Perhaps this terrifying presence really did possess some strength, but it was definitely not as formidable as everyone imagined.
As the center of attention, Ye Yu strove to control his posture, doing his best not to let anyone sense anything unusual.
Seizing an opportunity while rubbing his nose, he slipped two pills and restored his divine power.
There was no other way; all beings were equal in the face of divine power consumption. Without pills, he truly couldn’t hold out!
The effect, however, was immediate and marked.
After instantly defeating that goddess, the Submission Points above countless members of the divine clans began to surge once more.
It seemed his effort had not been in vain!
Ye Yu again set about harvesting those Submission Points like a man possessed, working to raise his cultivation and reach the next tier as soon as possible.
But at that moment, the barrier overhead suddenly shattered!
A figure crashed down with tremendous force—it was Nan Gong Yantian!
At this instant, his two arms were a mass of shredded flesh, and his face was deathly pale; the proud air he once bore had completely vanished.
He murmured over and over, “Impossible. It’s impossible! How could you be of the Ancient God Realm?”
“There is nothing impossible,” Xie Buyu said, hovering in midair as she spoke. “I knew long ago that you were hiding your cultivation level—feigning Early Golden God Realm when you’re actually at the Pinnacle Golden God Realm! Junior Brother, you still like to keep a card up your sleeve.”
While she spoke, she surveyed the terrifying aura surrounding Ye Yu.
In fact, a single incense stick’s time earlier she could have easily defeated Nan Gong Yantian; she had waited until now only to observe Ye Yu.
To be honest, Xie Buyu really could not make sense of this man.
Especially baffling had been his stepping in front of Hong Zhencheng—was Ye Yu not one of the Old Dog’s agents?
Or was this all a play he himself was directing?
Xie Buyu had no clear answer, but now that events had reached this point, there was no turning back—she had been hiding for hundreds of thousands of years and could no longer flee!
As Xie Buyu studied Ye Yu, he in turn observed her.
No Submission Points were appearing above her head. That meant she did not fear him!
Hm—one less target to harvest.
But it seemed this contest for the Divine Alliance had effectively drawn to a close: Xie Buyu had seized final victory.
Would the Infinite Hall now quiet down?
Ye Yu flicked his thoughts and deactivated his special effects.
In his view, now that Xie Buyu had successfully defended her position, matters should be handled by her as Divine Alliance Master.
A hundred or so rebel gods?
Useless—Nan Gong Yantian was defeated, and before absolute strength, mere numbers were a hollow statistic, incapable of stirring a single ripple.
Of course, that was assuming Dongfang Yelai would not cause trouble!
That meat mountain must conceal some secret.
He hoped Dongfang Yelai was on Xie Buyu’s side—or at least, if he intended to stir up trouble, that he would not choose today!
He truly did not want to be drawn into these disputes.
No—should he leave now?
After all, he had already harvested a substantial haul of Submission Points!
At the thought, Ye Yu perked up.
While most eyes remained fixed on Xie Buyu and Nan Gong Yantian, he silently began to slip backward.
But in the next moment, a far larger formation barrier sealed the entire Infinite Hall completely.
To be precise, the Divine Alliance’s Sect Protection Formation had been activated—and was now fully charged.
Without Xie Buyu’s permission, no one could exit; it could not be broken by ordinary means.
Ye Yu observed it and knew that if he were at Golden God Realm, he could shatter it with ease.
But with only his current True God Realm–Late Stage cultivation? Better not try.
What a curse! Xie Buyu, you close the gates now—of all times!
Do you have mind reading or what?
Irritated, Ye Yu could only sigh softly.
He immediately began converting his second wave of harvested Submission Points into cultivation.
True God Realm–Pinnacle Stage, Great God Realm–Early Stage!
Not bad—he had successfully leapt two minor realms!
He felt a measure of confidence swell within him.
Yet to break open the Sect Protection Array with this cultivation would still be extremely difficult.
After much thought, Ye Yu decided to remain hidden in the crowd and observe what came next.
Suddenly he felt his robe tugged.
Turning, he saw Hong Zhencheng.
“Great Deity, you are truly formidable, but don’t deceive me again! I am such an honest person; I can’t stand lies!”
Hearing this, Ye Yu almost spouted saltwater in Hong Zhencheng’s face.
“You want to forbid me from ascending now?”
Did he really think he was some girl in the throes of young love?
With the support of Dong Zhi Zai, Nan Gong Yantian barely forced himself upright and self-deprecatingly said, “Fine, I admit defeat. Kill me, imprison me, do as you will.
But there is one thing I must say:
Xie Buyu, you deserve to die!”
At these words, Dong Zhi Zai nearly soiled himself.
“Oh heavens, my lord! Are you trying to get yourself killed?
Some might’ve thought you’d won!
Couldn’t you hold back a little?”
Facing Nan Gong Yantian’s outrageous declaration, Xie Buyu paid it no mind. She did not explain but instead looked toward the southern annex and called aloud, “Dongfang Yelai, how long will you stand watching? Step out and speak of the events of that year!”
At her words, a murmur ran through the divine clans in the Infinite Hall.
Since that elder’s injury years ago, he had remained in the annex without ever stepping out.
Aside from accepting Hong Zhencheng as his disciple, he had been all but invisible.
They had no idea why Xie Buyu was calling for Dongfang Yelai at this moment.
