A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Wu Yifan, I remember you!

It turned out that although the Three Great Holy Lords performed poorly against the formation, that was merely because they chose the wrong target. When facing the five messengers from the Blood Soul Sect, they were still quite relaxed. In just a few minutes, the five Blood Soul Sect messengers had been severely injured and brought before everyone.

“Speak up—who exactly is behind you? With the ability to cultivate someone to the Quasi-Emperor Peak, your backers must be quite formidable,” Lin Shuirou said, her expression icy as she and the others looked at the Blood Soul Sect messengers. If they discovered the existence of the Blood Soul Sect, they would certainly find a way to act against them.

The Blood Soul Sect messengers clearly realized this, so one of them sneered and replied, “Is this how you expect to get information from us? If you had a better attitude, I might consider telling you everything you want to know. But—”

Before the messenger could finish speaking, Wu Yifan swiftly killed him with a single punch. This sudden turn of events startled the other four, who clearly hadn’t expected Wu Yifan to act so abruptly. Even Lin Shuirou and the others shot him confused looks until Wu Yifan slowly began to explain.

“There’s no need to extract information from them. I already know their background; they are messengers from the Blood Soul Sect, which is located in God Burial Valley. It was also the Blood Soul Sect’s messengers who attacked me and Zi Xin last time. Based on the current situation, the most powerful beings in the Blood Soul Sect are those above the Great Emperor.”

Everyone fell silent upon hearing such shocking news from Wu Yifan. They had never encountered a Great Emperor before today, and now it seemed that beings even more powerful than that were their enemies.

The remaining four Blood Soul Sect messengers were equally alarmed, obviously not expecting Wu Yifan to know so much about their sect. Just as they were about to say something, Wu Yifan continued, “In the Blood Soul Sect, messengers are merely the lowest-ranking beings, only fit to run errands. You can’t gather much intelligence from them, so it’s better to eliminate them directly.”

Having said that, Wu Yifan no longer hesitated and launched an attack on the other four Blood Soul Sect messengers. Even at their peak, the Blood Soul Sect messengers were no match for Wu Yifan, let alone after being severely injured by the Three Great Holy Lords.

The remaining four messengers from the Blood Soul Sect were like lambs to the slaughter in front of Wu Yifan, quickly being killed one by one with a single punch. Soon, only one messenger was left. Upon seeing Wu Yifan’s attack, he screamed in fear, “Holy Son, save me!”

As his words fell, his eyes rolled back, and an overwhelmingly powerful aura erupted from him, startling everyone present.

“Another expert?” Wu Yifan furrowed his brows, but his assault did not weaken as he aimed at the last Blood Soul Sect messenger.

At this moment, the messenger opened his eyes and looked at Wu Yifan, choosing to counter-attack with a punch of his own. The terrifying shockwave swept outwards, causing the expressions of the Three Great Holy Lords to change. They hurriedly controlled their Imperial Weapons to block the aftershock.

They could sense that if it weren’t for the Great Emperor’s power, they wouldn’t have been able to block it. This meant that, for some reason, the Blood Soul Sect messenger had broken through to the Great Emperor level and could trade blows with Wu Yifan.

“Interesting, he’s been possessed?”

From behind the crowd, Wu Hao noticed something off about the last Blood Soul Sect messenger. After sensing a bit more, he quickly determined that the messenger must have been possessed by a powerful figure from the Blood Soul Sect.

However, even if a strong member of the Blood Soul Sect had possessed him, it wouldn’t change the current situation. Wu Yifan’s Ancient Sacred Body at the ninth level was the strongest among Great Emperors, meaning he was unbeatable below the Mortal World Immortal level.

Although the Blood Soul Sect messenger’s strength had increased to a level that could rival the Late Stage of the Great Emperor due to the possession, he was still no match for Wu Yifan.

Thus, after battling the messenger for a while, Wu Yifan crushed him with a powerful punch. Everyone failed to notice the unusual glint that flashed in the messenger’s eyes just before his death.

At that moment, within the Blood Soul Sect, Xue Yuan watched as the teleportation array in front of him exploded. His previously calm expression changed rapidly to one of extreme displeasure. After a long moment, he shouted, “Damn it, who’s ruining our Blood Soul Sect’s plans? Also, wasn’t the Xuantian Realm’s Imperial Path law sealed? How can someone still break through to the Great Emperor level?”

But soon, Xue Yuan received the memories of the last Blood Soul Sect messenger killed by Wu Yifan, and his expression grew increasingly grim. As the Holy Son of the Blood Soul Sect, he liked to leave a few trump cards in case things went awry, so he had intentionally left a trace of his power on one of the five messengers before they set out.

As long as he activated his own power, he could gain strength equivalent to the Late Stage of a Great Emperor, but the cost was that after using that power, his lifespan would be completely exhausted, leading to his death and dissolution. He would also receive the memories of the other person.

From the memories of the slain Blood Soul Sect messenger, Xue Yuan also learned the name of this unforeseen variable.

“Wu Yifan, is it? I remember you! When our Blood Soul Sect finally breaks free, you will be the first person I hunt down!”

“The blood of the Ancient Sacred Body will merely serve as a stepping stone on my path to becoming stronger!”

Xue Yuan’s furious voice echoed throughout God Burial Valley, causing everyone to tremble in fear, too afraid to approach him for comfort.

On the other side, after defeating the last Blood Soul Sect messenger, Wu Yifan appeared extremely calm, clearly not feeling proud about having killed someone with the strength of a Late Stage Great Emperor.

For Wu Yifan, achieving a sense of accomplishment could only come from defeating outstanding opponents; to him, the Blood Soul Sect messenger was nothing but trash.

However, in the eyes of others, the situation was quite different. At that moment, the cultivators of the Xuantian Realm saw Wu Yifan as their savior, the only genius among them.

Therefore, after witnessing Wu Yifan kill the last Blood Soul Sect messenger, several people approached him, hoping to get closer to Wu Yifan.

“Senior Wu, you are truly the strongest in our Xuantian Realm; we admire you greatly!”

“Senior Wu, I wonder if you would mind a few concubines? I just happen to have several descendants with excellent looks who have long admired you. Would you consider giving them a chance?”

“Get out of here, a few isn’t enough! At least arrange for a dozen, no, even several hundred for Senior Wu!”