Mo Tianjun’s eyes were filled with shock.
He couldn’t make sense of it—how could Ye Yu have turned into a demon in so short a time?
Or perhaps this fellow had possessed a demon’s body?
Before Mo Tianjun could ponder further, Ye Yu strode directly into the main hall and took the guest seat—just as he had six months ago.
Seeing Mo Tianjun still processing, Ye Yu wore a calm expression, even seeming to take command of the situation.
“Please, have a seat. What are you standing there for?”
Mo Tianjun nodded and sat down in the host’s seat, finally realizing this was his own territory. How could Ye Yu dictate where he should sit?
Of course, those were minor concerns compared to the curiosity about Ye Yu’s new appearance.
“So... are you still Immortal Friend Ye?” he asked tentatively.
Ye Yu rolled his eyes and delivered the prepared explanation. “Things have been hectic in the Demon Realm lately. You know that immortals and demons are natural enemies—keeping my true self hidden was inconvenient. This form is merely the result of a secret technique.”
“As for why I’ve come,” he continued, “there’s one question I need answered: how does an immortal ascend to the Divine Realm?”
At those words, Mo Tianjun paused, then cupped his hands. “Congratulations, Immortal Friend Ye, on breaking into the Immortal Emperor Realm. Your cultivation speed is truly enviable!”
Ye Yu smiled without confirming or denying. Inwardly, he thought: The old fox has sharp eyes. I sealed my aura completely before coming, just so he wouldn’t detect my true strength. Six months ago I was only Immortal King Realm—advancing to Immortal Emperor Realm so °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° quickly does seem absurd. But if he’s figured it out, so be it. As long as Mo Tianjun plays straight, all is well. Should he harbor ill intent, I won’t hesitate to enact heavenly destruction upon him.
Mo Tianjun was unfazed by Ye Yu’s silence and spoke plainly: “Actually, there’s only one way to ascend to the Divine Realm—by fracturing the void. I learned this from an ancient stele. How to perform the fracture wasn’t recorded, but I suspect it’s like mortal ascension: when your power reaches a critical threshold and this world cannot contain you, you’ll naturally break through to a higher plane.”
Ye Yu murmured to himself, “Fracturing the void...”
The term sounded familiar; he’d once heard it from a chubby demon named Bai Xiao. The theory mirrored Mo Tianjun’s, though Bai Xiao had not made as strong an impression.
Since both spoke of fracturing the void, the method must be valid.
But Ye Yu did not depart yet. He asked softly, “You once invited me to storm the Divine Realm with you. How are your preparations going?”
Mo Tianjun smiled. “I’ve been preparing, just waiting for the right opportunity. I firmly believe that day is not far off—perhaps you and I can join forces to ascend together!”
Ye Yu forced a smile and, not lingering in the Three Corpses Hall, left the Celestial Realm.
From their conversation, he had his answer—though its real value remained uncertain. What, for instance, was the opportunity he spoke of? Since Mo Tianjun refused to say, Ye Yu would not press further. When he did ascend to the Divine Realm, all answers would surface.
For now, his goal was clear: to fracture the void.
That meant he had to perfect the Demon Emperor Realm first. He was only at its early stage—a long way to go. He would continue cultivating for now.
However, upon returning to the Demon Realm, he witnessed an astonishing sight.
Nearly ten thousand demons had gathered at the portal to the Celestial Realm, as if mobilizing before battle—each one brimming with fervor.
It looked exactly like last time they marched on heaven!
Were they starting another Heavenly Conquest? And why so soon, with no prior word?
As Ye Yu emerged from the passage, the assembled demons froze.
The once-boisterous crowd fell silent, all eyes fixed on Ye Yu in astonishment.
His face grew equally strange as he prepared to ask what was happening.
Suddenly, a figure rushed forward—it was Mo Geilian!
He scrutinized Ye Yu from head to toe, then exhaled in relief when he saw no injuries. “Big brother, you’re back? It’s only been a day. Don’t tell me you conquered the Celestial Realm all by yourself!”
At those words, the demons gasped.
One man versus heaven—and he succeeded?
Absurd... yet, given Ye Yu, perhaps it wasn’t impossible!
“What are you talking about? Conquering heaven?” Ye Yu was utterly bewildered.
Mo Geilian, equally puzzled, brandished a Demon Realm newspaper. The front page bore six large characters:
YE YU CONQUERS HEAVEN ALONE!
Those words took up half the cover! Ye Yu’s eyes widened. Conquering heaven alone? Such a huge event—how did he not know?
Mo Geilian hesitated. “Big brother, could there be a mistake?”
“Of course it’s wrong!” Ye Yu snapped, shoving the paper back at him. “I only went to the Celestial Realm to fetch something. Who wrote this nonsense? Bring him out!”
He started to leave, but seeing nearly ten thousand demons around the portal, he stopped and asked, “By the way, what are you all doing here?”
At his question, the demons grew embarrassed.
Then someone shouted, “Beat the author to death!”
Immediately, the crowd joined in a roaring chorus: “Beat the author to death!”
The ferocity and anger in their voices were enough to strike fear into anyone’s heart.
