"Heh, why should I be angry with two puppets."

Ye Yun looked at the two clay statues, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and chuckled.

"All of this... is the handiwork of the Empress of Slaughter. Is she trying to annoy me to death?"

Ye Yun laughed.

He slowly walked over, looked at the two clay statues that had long lost their spirit, and gently shook his head.

Whoosh...

Suddenly, the clay statue of the man in red seemed to trigger some mechanism inside, and instantly disintegrated.

A small piece of paper flew out from the clay.

"What’s this?"

Ye Yun’s eyes lit up, and he grabbed the piece of paper.

"I will annoy you to death!"

There were only four words on the paper.

Ye Yun crumpled the paper into a ball, furrowing his eyebrows, and felt speechless in his heart.

The words on the paper were clearly written by the Empress of Slaughter.

This woman, who attains truth through slaughter, is ruthless. How does she know that he is still alive?

What happened earlier in the hall, to be honest—did indeed annoy Ye Yun a bit.

However, this annoyance quickly vanished without a trace.

"This woman... indeed escaped and didn’t die. She’s really formidable."

Ye Yun muttered to himself.

Crash...

The clay statue of the woman in red also suddenly disintegrated at that moment.

Another piece of paper floated out from the clay.

Ye Yun grabbed it.

"I won’t die, so surely you won’t die either. Sooner or later, I will find you."

This piece of paper had a long string of words written on it.

"Still want to find me?"

Ye Yun couldn’t help but smile, his furrowed brow relaxing.

His former self, ten thousand years ago, was only in the Eternal Realm and could only be considered the top expert of the Cangnan Continent.

His current self, ten thousand years later, was invincible across the Ten Thousand Realms.

If the Empress of Slaughter truly found him, it would only bring humiliation upon herself.

"Looks like when I return to the Divine Land, I should inquire about the whereabouts of the Empress of Slaughter."

Ye Yun said to himself.

Looking at the festive, brightly decorated bridal chamber, his pupils slightly contracted, and countless small star-like runes flickered in the depths of his eyes.

Swoosh...

A powerful force of transformation and annihilation swept outward.

Everything dissolved into particles and disappeared.

Ye Yun returned to the carriage with the two pieces of paper.

At that moment, the Black Cat and the other three were back in their original forms, obediently lying on the carriage.

Cat Bao waved his paw at the Big Black Cat, curiously asking, "Cat Brother, how did the exploration of the ancient tomb go? Why did you return all of a sudden?"

"Don’t ask, even if you ask, I won’t tell."

The Big Black Cat said firmly.

Cat Bao remained persistent and turned to the Big Black Dog: "Dog Brother, why don’t you tell us?"

"I won’t tell even if I’m beaten to death!"

The Big Black Dog immediately shut his mouth, paws clutching his head, lying still on the carriage.

The Sky-boring Rat, seeing the situation, immediately collapsed backward, pretending to faint.

"You all..."

Cat Bao was speechless.

"You Little White Cat, your curiosity is really strong! This matter should be kept in your stomach and never mentioned again..."

The Ruyi Jade Spider beside him looked at Cat Bao affectionately and softly advised.

"Oh, alright!"

Cat Bao was taken aback by the solemn gaze of the demon beast seniors and quickly nodded in agreement.

It seems something serious must have happened.

Not something she can comprehend at her level.

"Little Horse, we’ll stay in the Sea of Killings for a while longer, until Jun Moxiao finishes his training before leaving..."

Inside the carriage, Ye Yun thought for a moment and instructed.

Since he had arrived at the Cangnan Continent by chance, there’s no need to rush back immediately. It’s better to wait a bit longer.

Ye Yun also wants to see if this little guy, Jun Moxiao, with his cultivation base at Heavenly Fate Realm Level Eight, can make it to the Black Sword Region.

"The Sea of Killings, there is indeed some mystery..."

Ye Yun looked at a certain area, and smiled lightly in his heart.

In the core of the Sea of Killings, there is a small hidden realm where some Sword Cultivators live.

Although not numerous, only a few dozen people.

These people all exude the Killing Sword Intent of the Empress of Slaughter, likely her legacy disciples.

Ten thousand years ago.

The Empress of Slaughter left a lineage of inheritance in the Cangnan Continent, and after Ye Yun sealed her, he no longer paid attention to that force.

It seems this lineage is quite tenacious, lasting a full ten thousand years.

Ye Yun discovered that the disciples of this lineage were very cautious, hidden in the small cave in the depths of the Sea of Killings, and did not appear outside.

"Perhaps these people might know some secrets..."

Ye Yun thought.

Although he had such thoughts, he wasn’t in a hurry to take action.

Let’s first let Jun Moxiao train for a while.

With some free time these days, it is a good opportunity for him to cultivate as well.

He was only one step away from the Ninth Level of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

Time slowly passed.

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.

At this moment, Jun Moxiao was making great progress, having entered the Purple Sword Region.

Buzz!

Ye Yun’s body trembled, and at that moment, he officially entered the Ninth Level of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

His power was now even more terrifying than before.

...

Deep in the Sea of Killings.

A black current flowed like a vortex.

Within the vortex, a small world was hidden.

In this small world, within an ancient grand hall.

Eight black-clothed elders sat quietly on the ground.

In the void above everyone’s head were eight Water Mirrors, seven displaying scenes of various cultivators in the Sea of Killings.

One Water Mirror always showed a black-clad youth.

This black-clad youth was naturally Jun Moxiao.

His outstanding performance after entering the Sea of Killings had caught the attention of the eight elders.

"This young man has a clear sword heart, as solid as a rock, and a powerful physical body. He is truly suitable for the inheritance of our Slaughter Sword Sect..."

A burly elder watched the Water Mirror with a glint in his eyes, filled with appreciation.

Another black-clothed elder enviously said, "His sword is no ordinary item..."

"Indeed, although this sword is sealed, it still appears extraordinary!"

A tall and thin black-clothed elder couldn’t help but admire.

Everyone was intrigued by Jun Moxiao and his sword.

"In my opinion, we shouldn’t wait for him to enter the Black Sword Region. Let’s directly accept him into our Slaughter Sword Sect!"

An energetic black-clothed elder spoke bluntly.

"Sounds good, this kid is worth an exception!"

Everyone nodded.

"Our Slaughter Sword Sect inherits from the Empress of Slaughter, and has always been low-key in the Divine Land, never showing ourselves, never causing trouble, only pursuing the supreme Sword Dao..."

A square-faced black-clothed elder stood slowly, his gaze sharp and his voice cold.

"The Sect Master’s words are indeed correct!"

Upon hearing the elder’s words, the others appeared slightly excited.

"Dear Elders..."

The square-faced black-clothed elder paused, hope showing on his face, and lightly said, "The Empress of Slaughter passed down nine swords, and over these many years, we have only mastered eight, but this young man... may achieve the Ninth Sword in the future!"

"The Ninth Sword?"

Everyone was shocked, not expecting the Sect Master to have such high expectations for this youth.