The Demon Race!
No one could have anticipated that the Demon Race, which Chen Tian had personally annihilated a million years ago, would make a resurgence.
And they came with overwhelming force!
Back in the Primordial Immortal Realm, Chen Tian's eradication of the Demon Race had caused an uproar.
With his own strength, Chen Tian restored peace to the Primordial Immortal Realm, ensuring that it would never again suffer the scourge of the Demon Race.
Everyone believed that the Primordial Immortal Realm had truly entered an era of peace, with humans and demons coexisting without interference, each living within their own domains.
Yet, against all expectations, after just a million years, the Demon Race had somehow revived.
And their first move? To target one of the Nine Great Immortal Clans—the Ye Family!
This was clearly an attempt to establish dominance, to announce to the humans and demons of the Primordial Immortal Realm that the Demon Race… had returned!
"How could someone as monstrous as Chen Tian fail to eradicate them completely?"
"Could it have been intentional?" The Ye Family Head frowned in contemplation.
"That remains unknown."
"But even someone as formidable as Chen Tian might not have been able to wipe out every last demon."
"What if a portion of the Demon Race wasn't even in the Demon Realm at the time?"
"Chen Tian did slaughter the true elites and powerhouses of the Demon Realm."
"Perhaps he believed that even if a few stragglers remained, they wouldn't pose any real threat," the Ye Family Ancestor said helplessly.
The Demon Race was incredibly powerful. Back then, even with humans and demons joining forces, they had only barely managed to hold their own against them.
What made matters worse was the Demon Race's mastery of disguise—they were nearly impossible to detect. Whether posing as demons or humans, they could blend in seamlessly.
This was precisely how the Ye Family had been infiltrated.
But the Ye Family Ancestor couldn't fathom how, in just a million years, the Demon Race had regained such strength.
Unless… among the survivors back then, there had already been many of the Demon Race's top-tier experts?
If so, where had they been hiding all this time?
"Prepare yourselves."
"They… are almost here!"
"Yes, Ancestor."
While the Ye Family braced for the arrival of the Demon Race, Chen Chang'an and his group were also hastening their journey toward the Ye Family.
"Brother Chen, how… how are you so fast?"
Ye Beixuan was utterly astonished by Chen Chang'an's speed. At this rate, a journey that should have taken over a year would be completed in just about a month.
"Too fast for you?"
"Should I slow down?" Chen Chang'an asked with a smirk.
"No, no, Brother Chen, that’s not what I meant. It’s just… I’m genuinely shocked by your speed."
"And every time you move, it feels… unnatural. What kind of technique is this?"
Chen Chang'an was employing spatial teleportation, which naturally allowed for absurdly fast travel, covering vast distances with each jump. This left Ye Beixuan thoroughly stunned.
"Just a minor trick."
"Nothing worth mentioning."
Nothing worth mentioning?
Ye Beixuan shot Chen Chang'an a deep look. Did he really have to be so smug?
Did he feel physically uncomfortable if he didn’t show off at least once a day?
"Brother Chen, could you—"
Before Ye Beixuan could finish, Chen Chang'an raised a hand to silence him.
Seeing this, Ye Beixuan froze, then his expression abruptly darkened.
"It seems someone doesn’t want us reaching the Ye Family."
"Or rather… someone has come for you," Chen Chang'an said coldly.
Ye Beixuan’s face paled. Did this mean the Ye Family had already met with disaster?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
"Never thought you’d come running back to die on your own."
"Saved us the trouble."
The speaker’s identity left Ye Beixuan reeling in shock.
This… this was a member of the Ye Family!
And not just any member—a powerhouse at the Immortal Venerable level!
Did this mean the Ye Family’s crisis stemmed from within?
Had the Ye Family fallen into internal strife?
"Ye Hongtu, you dare betray the Ye Family?"
"You have some nerve!" Ye Beixuan roared in fury.
"Betray the Ye Family?"
"No, no, I was never one of you to begin with."
"Kid, did that old fossil of yours never tell you the truth?" Ye Hongtu sneered.
Not a member of the Ye Family?
How was that possible?
Ye Beixuan refused to believe he could misidentify someone, let alone that an outsider could have infiltrated the Ye Family undetected for so many years.
If even the Family Head hadn’t noticed, how could the Ancestor have missed it?
Especially since this was an Immortal Venerable—no small fry who could slip under the radar.
"Five Immortal Venerables."
"Seems they’re dead set on killing you."
"To deal with a newly ascended Immortal Emperor like you, they sent five Immortal Venerables."
"Are all of them from the Ye Family?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Only two. The other three… I don’t recognize them," Ye Beixuan replied grimly.
"And who are you?"
"Never mind, it doesn’t matter."
"It’s not like knowing your name would make us spare you."
"Bad luck for you, tagging along with Ye Beixuan. We’ll just send you both to the afterlife together," Ye Hongtu said with a cold laugh.
Send them both to the afterlife?
What arrogance.
"Big bro!"
"Go get ‘em!"
"Stepdad, show ‘em who’s boss!"
Da Huang and Little Qiuqiong immediately took a step back, instinctively leaving the fight to Chen Chang'an.
No helping it—at their current strength, all they could do was cheer from the sidelines.
Watching their retreat, Ye Beixuan paused, then also took a step back.
"Brother Chen, after you!"
Huh?
Damn!
You picked that up fast, didn’t you?
Already joining these two in their nonsense?
"Good!"
"You’ve got potential. I see great things in you."
"All three of you… have potential."
Chen Chang'an shot them an exasperated look before turning his gaze to Ye Hongtu and the other four.
"Honestly, I’m curious about your identities."
"But I’m guessing you won’t tell me, right?" Chen Chang'an asked with a smile.
"Kid, I wouldn’t mind telling you."
"But… I just won’t."
"I’d love to see the look on your face when you die in confusion."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
"Attack!"
With a cold laugh, Ye Hongtu signaled, and one of the Immortal Venerables charged at Chen Chang'an.
The other three lunged for Ye Beixuan.
"Freeze."
Chen Chang'an raised a finger, and Ye Hongtu and his companions suddenly halted mid-air, frozen in place.
This godlike technique left Ye Beixuan dumbfounded and sent shockwaves through Ye Hongtu’s group.
"Time Stop!"
"You… how do you possess such an ability?"
"Have you… comprehended the power of laws?"
Oh?
Someone actually recognized this as the power of laws?
Impressive.
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