Chapter 988: Timed Gift!

The moment Yan Ruyu entered, the quasi-immortal formation closed once more. The immortal corpse slowly turned its neck, its emotionless eyes scanning the quasi-immortal formation. It then raised its hand and slammed down a massive black palm.

Tension filled Yan Ruyu's eyes. The instant the giant hand collided with the formation, a deafening impact echoed, as if the earth and mountains were shaking, capable of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth.

Yet the quasi-immortal formation continued to rotate steadily. The eight supreme Extreme Dao Weapons remained perfectly linked with it, flowing smoothly without the slightest disturbance.

The immortal corpse remained expressionless and continued to strike. The quasi-immortal formation stayed as stable as ever.

Yan Ruyu, who had been somewhat nervous, finally relaxed. She sat down cross-legged and used her eight-colored divine light to gradually dispel the death qi from her wounds.

At the same time, she spoke to Su Yuxuan with sincere gratitude, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Su!"

Su Yuxuan nodded calmly. She had no interest in speaking further with Yan Ruyu. She had only saved her for Senior Brother's sake.

Yan Ruyu sensed Su Yuxuan's indifference but did not mind. She continued earnestly, "The immortal corpse is still in the process of resurrecting. It will be difficult to block it indefinitely. Once I recover, I will use a divine technique to hold the immortal corpse back for a short time. You can then look for an opportunity to escape this formation."

Su Yuxuan raised an eyebrow. With the Movement Secret and the Array Secret, she could actually see the weak points in the grand formation. However, her cultivation was still too low, so she could not escape immediately. Given enough time, she could leave. But Su Yuxuan had no intention of running away—the risk was too great. It was better to wait for Senior Brother.

"I have already notified Senior Brother. He will come to rescue me soon. Fellow Daoist Yan, just focus on healing your injuries!"

Su Yuxuan spoke calmly.

Yan Ruyu's eyes widened in shock. She had already notified Ye Chen?

The Land of Fallen Immortals was filled with strange restrictions that blocked many forms of communication.

Yet Su Yuxuan sounded so confident that she clearly wasn't lying. No wonder she remained so composed.

Looking at the other woman, Yan Ruyu suddenly felt a trace of envy in her heart. In the current world of cultivation, only the Heavenly Emperor's heir and the Eight-Crowned King were qualified to withstand the immortal corpse before them. If she encountered such danger, she would have no one to turn to for help and could only wait for death.

Yet this Su Yuxuan could face everything with calm indifference. And all of this was because Su Yuxuan was Ye Chen's Dao companion. Ye Chen had given her all of this. If… if she herself were willing to accept Ye Chen… Would she also be able to live without fear of any danger in the cultivation world?

Yan Ruyu's expression grew complicated. For the first time, confusion appeared in her eyes. The grand formation fell into momentary silence.

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Ninth Realm of the Immortal Path.

Endless rules condensed into chains that circled around the Eight-Crowned King. The small tree on the Eight-Crowned King's chest swayed gently.

The Eight-Crowned King, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. His gaze was profound, as if he could see through the entire universe in an instant.

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"The immortal remnant thought has resurrected? I didn't expect that after endless years, it finally managed to wait for that strand of new life qi. An immortal remnant thought resurrecting through an immortal corpse—I'm quite curious how much it differs from a true immortal."

The Eight-Crowned King had been unrivaled for nearly a million years. In his search for the Nine Secrets, he had entered many forbidden lands. He had once ventured deep into the Land of Fallen Immortals and understood its mysteries. It had once been a battlefield where a True Immortal from the ancient era had fallen.

Later, changes occurred, giving birth to a strand of immortal remnant thought. That remnant thought influenced the heavens and earth, enslaved some quasi-immortals, and collected immortal corpses. Especially during the Heavenly Emperor's era, when many immortals fell, the death qi became extremely dense. The remnant thought had buried dozens of True Immortals here, hoping to use those corpses to nurture a strand of new life qi and resurrect itself.

The Eight-Crowned King had not interfered back then. He wanted to see whether it could truly resurrect and return from death. Now that it had awakened, interest sparked in the Eight-Crowned King's eyes. He wanted to go take a look and see whether it could recover its True Immortal combat strength. He would then personally erase it.

That ancient True Immortal had belonged to the Asura Clan among the myriad races. In that era, the myriad races had viewed the human race as slaves, and the Asura Clan had been especially vicious in this regard!

If she were to reappear in the world, she would undoubtedly stir up a sea of blood. Since he had allowed her to resurrect, he naturally had to clean up the mess himself.

The Eight-Crowned King slowly rose to his feet. The chains of laws connected to his body snapped inch by inch. But at that moment, the small tree on the Eight-Crowned King's chest swayed once more. He raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. "The Heavenly Emperor's heir has already gone there? Interesting!"

A moment later, the Eight-Crowned King sat back down. He had waited nearly a million years, with only three thousand years of activity in this life. Now that he was finally about to leave this world, he naturally wanted to fight the strongest opponent before departing. Only the winner would be worthy of his personal intervention.

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Myriad Races Immortal City.

Ye Chen frowned as he took out a shattered jade pendant. This item had come from a critical strike feedback and originated from the Immortal Realm. It could ignore all forms of isolation. When one half shattered, the other half would shatter as well and point out the direction.

Ye Chen had received several thousand of these from critical strike feedback. Almost every one of his female companions had dozens or even over a hundred pieces! The shattered pendant in his hand belonged to the little demoness. He glanced into the distance, then shot into the sky without hesitation.

Yan Wenwen, her hair still disheveled, turned around in surprise. "What's wrong?"

Ye Chen did not explain. He simply took out a jade box. "Wenwen, please give this to Yan Ruyu for me… However, you can only give it to her on the 1st, 10th, and 20th of each month! You cannot give it on any other days! If she has not returned within a year, I will come and retrieve it."

Yan Wenwen took the jade box with a look of disappointment and confusion. "Why?"

It was not strange for Ye Chen to give Yan Ruyu a gift, but setting specific dates made it puzzling.

Ye Chen shook his head. The system's gift cooldown was seven days. By controlling the timing of the gifts, he could consistently space them out every few days. This way, once Yan Ruyu accepted the Chaos Azure Lotus seed, he would smoothly receive the feedback.

"Just do as I said. I'll come see you next time!"

Ye Chen kissed Yan Wenwen's forehead. After helping her put her immortal robe back on properly, he waved his hand and dismantled the grand formation. Yao Yuezhi had already left and was not waiting nearby.

Ye Chen summoned the Western Empress Divine Carriage with a wave of his hand and shot into the distance with a thunderous boom. He was not too worried about the little demoness's safety. He had equipped all his female companions with the ultimate defensive sets. They all had quasi-immortal formations and Extreme Dao Weapons. Basically, no one in the cultivation world could harm them in a short time.

Even so, Ye Chen pushed his speed to the absolute limit. His entire figure turned into a streak of lightning, shuttling through the void at an unimaginable pace.

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Inside the Land of Fallen Immortals.

The six-winged Heavenly Human Clan immortal corpse was now covered in flowing power of new life, brimming with vibrant green light. Her eyes had become much more lively. A voice that sounded like dry wood rubbing together slowly rang out.

"After waiting countless years and planting so many immortal corpses, I have finally harvested this strand of new life qi and returned from death. Next, I only need to wash away the death qi within this corpse using an endless sea of blood to fully recover."

The Heavenly Human Clan immortal corpse spoke slowly, her gaze fixed on the quasi-immortal formation. In the next moment, she charged forward with a thunderous roar.