The Master of Beasts-Chapter 739 - 226

"Hoo, hoo, hoo"

A deep horn sound echoed throughout the cities of the True Realm, announcing a summons from the Holy Lands.

Why are these lands called Holy Lands?

Apart from the sheer strength that crushes the power of major sects, the heritage passed down through generations is the true confidence that earns them the title of Holy Lands!

This summoning horn has a resounding name—Ember!

The earliest human clan was frail and vulnerable; any random beast or alien race child could easily slaughter adult humans.

In the most desperate times for humanity, a vast number of unparalleled talents emerged among them, realizing their own cultivation methods from nothing, laying the greatest foundation for the rise of humankind!

As time went on, the human clan began to form the nine most powerful tribes, which together forged the Ember!

The embers, passed on eternally!

The original purpose of the Ember was to seek aid. No matter which tribe was in crisis, as long as the Ember was blown, the other eight tribes were obligated to rescue them.

The currently strongest Nine Great Holy Lands are the legacies of those nine tribes.

It's just that the number of True Realm Holy Lands now far exceeds nine. In the eyes of cultivators, a Holy Land is strong and thus qualified to be called as such, but in truth, the True Realm has always had only nine real Holy Lands in existence!

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"Has the purge begun?"

In Sky City, Le Tian looked at the prominent figures before him, devoid of any fear in his eyes, showing instead a trace of resignation and relief.

Bai Yue, the elder of the Beast God Sect, looked down at the Yun Hai, seemingly seeing through it to the panic-stricken aliens hiding on the land, and said calmly, "Yes, the purge has begun; it's time to show these little creatures who truly rules the True Realm!"

"And you think deploying such strength for a single Golden Immortal like me isn't a waste?" Le Tian said with a wry smile.

"Waste?" Elder Ling Ri from the Immortal Spirit Holy Land shook his head slightly and said, "Not a waste. If I came alone, I would still worry about mishaps, wouldn't you agree, my old friend Mu Ye?"

"Master?" Le Tian looked at Ling Ri with some astonishment.

"Haven't remembered yet? Pretend for too long, and you even believe it yourself. Mu Ye, awaken!"

Wu Xin, an elder from the Heavenly Buddha Holy Land, let out a booming Lion Roar.

"Hmm, such a loud call, Wu Xin, your Lion Roar still makes my ears hurt!"

A voice that was gentle yet with a hint of boldness came from Le Tian's mouth.

"Wait, am I speaking?" Le Tian looked at his body in terror.

"Little disciple, it's time to wake up!" The gentle voice of Mu Ye echoed again.

The terror on Le Tian's face slowly disappeared, revealing a look of relief.

"Yes, I am just a cowherd boy, I realized long ago that I had died, I really had died long ago!"

As Le Tian muttered to himself, his tall figure continuously reshaped and transformed like a wax statue.

After several breaths, a brand new figure appeared in front of Wu Xin and the others.

Gray-white hair cascaded over his shoulders, and those eyes, as jade-like as they were gentle, were full of tenderness.

A gentleman like jade, unmatched in the world, perhaps this was that kind of person!

"Mu Ye, you've finally decided to come out!"

"Yes, finally awakening from this dream!" Mu Ye said with some regret.

Turning his head to look behind at a female cultivator, Mu Ye showed a trace of regret on his face: "I'm sorry, I couldn't let you all reach the end together, it seems I can only use another way to unite you."

With a gentle wave of his warm palm, the female cultivator with cultivation at the Golden Immortal level was compressed into a palm-sized doll.

A black hole appeared in Mu Ye's palm, absorbing her, then he burped: "Hmm? Such a lascivious person, truly disgusting!"

He spat out a black droplet, which followed by an indistinct wailing sound, unmistakably from the previous female cultivator.

"Are you three planning to gang up on me?" Mu Ye looked at the three with solemn expressions in front of him.

"Mu Ye, you are the host of the Supreme Treasure Eternal Night, aren't you?" Ling Ri said seriously.

"Supreme Treasure Eternal Night? How do you know?" Mu Ye did not deny it, knowing that at his current realm, without the last seal of the True Realm being undone, no one could detain him.

"I remember everyone who knew is dead, and the only one who knew, the cowherd boy, had become my Le Tian. Where did you find out?" Mu Ye was very puzzled.

"Of course, we have our methods. Mu Ye, hand over the Eternal Night and we will spare you!" Bai Yue said sternly.

"Pfft"

"Bai Yue, we've known each other for a long time, don't you find what you're saying laughable?"

"Are you three planning to risk it all against me?" Mu Ye said with a light chuckle.

With those words, the atmosphere immediately became heavy. Eventually, the slightly more mild-mannered Wu Xin stepped forward: "Come now, we're all old acquaintances, let's not do this."

"Although a supreme treasure is valuable, we are considered to be at the pinnacle, and now is not the past. Even as the host of a supreme treasure, one cannot transcend. There's no need to fight over such an elusive hope."

"Mu Ye, my Heavenly Buddha Holy Land's meaning is simple: stop the Heavenly Dao from imposing a life span limit!" Wu Xin said earnestly.

Mu Ye shook his head helplessly: "I do not know either; in these long years, my avatar gained its own spiritual wisdom, and I don't know how it managed it."

"Don't look at me like that. If I could stop it, I would like to, more than you all wish. I don't wish to die either!"

"Can nothing truly be done?"

"Perhaps if the True Realm restores its former tranquility, then it could be?" Mu Ye said uncertainly.