I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

After saying this, Ye Chongren felt the respect and kindness emanating from the hearts of the Beast Kings towards him.

Humph... Isn't this a great way to harvest your gratitude?

Ye Chongren couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

He had immediately rushed to the entrance of the fierce and wild formation.

After he inquired, he found out that it was indeed the Wrathful Woman who controlled the Pure Nirvana Sword.

This piece of news shocked Ye Chongren beyond words.

That was the master of the Pure Nirvana Sword who possessed the power of domination, yet he was killed by such an ordinary old woman in front of him!

And from what the old woman said, it seemed that before she even started to fight seriously, the Master of the Pure Nirvana Sword had already turned into a pool of blood!

What kind of terrifying method is this?

What state is it?

It must be the realm of domination, Ye Chongren was extremely certain in his heart.

In the middle of the source land of heaven, there is actually a master realm, and no one has discovered it for so many years. I have communicated with her before and even plotted against her!

Originally, Ye Chongren planned to tell the story directly and then blame everything on the Wrathful Lady, saying that the Master of the Pure Nirvana Sword was killed because he had provoked her.

But when he got there, he suddenly changed his mind.

Because if you say that, he has nothing to do with it.

If you change the way you express yourself or hide something a little, the result will be different.

Look...the Beast Kings who were originally Kato's subordinates now looked at him with tears of gratitude.

This is also the first step for Ye Chongren to gradually replace Kato!

"Okay... since you say so, then you can go!" said the Beast Emperor, looking very happy.

However, Ye Chongren was even bolder. He ignored the Beast Emperor and directly clasped his fists towards Kato Beast King and said, "Thank you, Beast Emperor, thank you, Lord Kato!"

Thank you Beast Emperor?

Which Beast Emperor should I thank?

Shouting Beast Emperor to Kato Beast Emperor!

This is too bold!

Ye Chongren’s thanks can be understood as thanking the Beast Emperor first and then thanking the Beast King Kato, or it can be understood as thanking Kato, but calling him the Beast Emperor!

This scene made the Beast Emperor's face turn pale. He waved his sleeves and sat on the stone chair.

Everyone was also quite surprised that the Beast Emperor did not blame them. Like before, even if he did not punish them, he would still hold them accountable!

But now... it's another compromise and concession!

Kato was originally dissatisfied with Ye Chongren and even suspicious of him because Ye Chongren went against his wishes, and he also felt that the eyes of others had changed slightly.

But seeing Ye Chongren's behavior, his doubts about him were dispelled.

It seems that this guy is really considering my ferocious beast clan, but it’s a pity that you have the Dao Fire.

The Beast Emperor can't tolerate you, and I can't tolerate you even more!

……

In the alien territory, the Nebula Pavilion stands on the earth like an ancient monument. The space outside the pavilion has long been filled with a strong and murderous atmosphere. A thrilling life-and-death battle is unfolding here in full swing.

The lord of Blood Hand Castle, Wu Duoming, was like a demon god crawling out of the abyss of hell, emitting a chilling aura.

His tall and mighty body gleamed with a strange luster in the sunlight. Every muscle seemed to contain endless power, and his veins bulged like a winding dragon, as if telling of the horror of his physical strength.

He roared with a roar that reverberated like thunder, resounding through the heavens. With his physique, cultivated to perfection, he unleashed a fist the size of a clay pot, packed with immense force. He lashed out with such force that he actually shattered the Nebula Pavilion Master's incomparably sharp sword energy, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks. The sword energy and fist wind collided, emitting a sharp, piercing whistling sound, like the painful howling of countless vengeful spirits. The surrounding air was distorted by this powerful force, creating layers of visible ripples.

Wu Duoming didn't give up. With a flash of his body, elusive like a ghost, he instantly closed in on the Xingyun Pavilion Master and engaged him in a thrilling close combat. Each of his attacks was accompanied by a whirring sound. His fists, elbows, knees, and feet all became deadly weapons, each one ruthless and deadly, aiming directly at his opponent's vital points.

His unique martial arts skills made his physical strength far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Even when facing the ferocious beast warriors who were known for their strong physique, he could confront them head-on without fear, and even had the upper hand in the battle of strength.

The Nebula Pavilion Master, on the other hand, was now pale as a sheet, his breathing erratic. Clearly, he'd sustained significant injuries from his earlier battle with the strange blood energy, leaving him vulnerable to Wu Duo's devastating onslaught. His eyes betrayed a hint of fatigue and resignation, but the dignity of a sect leader forced him to grit his teeth and persevere. While he continued to swing his sword with impenetrable force, his movements betrayed a hint of weakness and weakness.

On the battlefield below, although their soldiers had temporarily gained a certain advantage with the powerful Dao Divine Cannon, with the roar of artillery fire and the air filled with smoke, and every explosion could send up a cloud of earth and rocks flying, the enemy camp was suppressed by this powerful firepower and retreated step by step, suffering heavy casualties.

But everyone knew that once the Nebula Pavilion Master was defeated in this high-end duel, the advantage that had been so hard to build up would instantly collapse, just like a castle on the beach, which would quickly disappear without a trace under the impact of the tide.

"Don't panic, Master of the Nebula Pavilion. I am here to help you!" At this critical moment, a voice like a huge bell rolled in from afar, carrying endless majesty and domineering power.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the Lord of Wind and Thunder Hall, clad in a flowing Taoist robe, streaking down from the sky like a meteor. His eyes gleamed with a resolute glint, and with a flicker of his sword, a thousand rays of light instantly erupted, like a dazzling galaxy pouring down. With unstoppable momentum, he lunged straight at Wu, the Lord of Blood Hand Fort, intent on his life.

"Haha... You think you two can defeat me? Wishful thinking!" Seeing this, Wu Duoming showed no sign of retreating. Instead, he let out a wild laugh filled with disdain and mockery. He swung his bloody hand, as massive as a palm-leaf fan. In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be squeezed by an invisible hand, forming a powerful cyclone filled with blood energy, like a blood-red mist, instantly enveloping the Wind and Thunder Palace Master's fierce sword moves.

From the bloody mist, faint, eerie whistling sounds emanated, as if countless wronged souls were struggling and wailing within. The Wind and Thunder Hall Master felt an overwhelming force bearing down upon him, his body involuntarily forced backwards, his feet carving deep grooves in the ground, sending dust flying.