Chapter 1307: Chapter 1245: Great Thousand World

Ye Tian’s voice wasn’t loud.

But in this kind of ultimate silence, it seemed to shake Heaven and Earth.

At this moment, Ye Tian, as the absolute focal point, was drawing countless bone-deep terrified, awe‑filled gazes!

What exactly had they...seen?!

The Flame Demon Ancestor was insta‑killed!

The Flame Demon Ancestor, at the Peak of Eighth Transition in the Supreme Martial Realm, could be said to be absolutely invincible within the entire Small Thousand World, yet he was just insta‑killed like that. They couldn’t accept it...

They really couldn’t accept it.

Even Wu Bubai and Jin Qingcheng, who knew a bit about Ye Tian, both took a fierce deep breath, stunned. Ye Tian was strong, was an evil prodigy, but he shouldn’t be this monstrous, right?

This had already shattered the Martial Arts View and Martial Arts system—this was a kind of inhuman performance.

"Valley Master, I...I...let’s surrender!" Qi Hui, standing beside Mo Tingyu, was so frightened he was about to kneel, trembling all over, his old face deathly pale.

If Qi Hui was already like this, then the rest of Immortal Sound Valley’s upper echelon and disciples could be imagined. One after another, they looked toward Mo Tingyu, faint pleading in their eyes.

Even if surrendering meant death, it was still better than dying so cruelly at Ye Tian’s hands, without even leaving a complete corpse, right?

It could be said that with the Flame Demon Ancestor being insta‑killed, all those high‑ups and disciples of Immortal Sound Valley were scared out of their wits, their fighting spirit completely gone.

If one looked closely, some disciples of Immortal Sound Valley had directly collapsed weakly to the ground...

"Shut up!!!"

However, what no one expected was that Mo Tingyu actually rebuked him directly: "Say one more useless word and I’ll take his life right now!"

Her attitude was still that forceful.

It was somewhat hard for people to understand.

In her heart, Mo Tingyu felt some regret—regret that she hadn’t timely unlocked the seventy‑two Locking God Chains on the Flame Demon Ancestor.

If the seventy‑two Locking God Chains had been unlocked, although the Flame Demon Ancestor would temporarily lose himself, even completely transform into a demon, his strength would soar; then he wouldn’t have died at Ye Tian’s hands. On the contrary, he would, with high probability, have been able to kill Ye Tian.

Unfortunately...

It was too late.

That sudden "Dragon Elephant Heaven and Earth" from Ye Tian was too strong, without the slightest warning, directly insta‑killing the Flame Demon Ancestor and leaving her no chance to unlock the seventy‑two Locking God Chains.

However, it didn’t really matter.

The Flame Demon Ancestor was only the little boss for today.

There was still a big boss.

The next moment.

"You little bastard, my son died in your hands, and it’s not an injustice. You truly are a once‑in‑a‑billion‑years peerless evil monster."

Mo Tingyu gazed faintly at Ye Tian, her eyes turning inexplicably complicated, mocking, with a faint trace of relief.

Then, Mo Tingyu spoke again: "With strength like yours, even the Flame Demon Ancestor was insta‑killed by you. Normally speaking, Immortal Sound Valley really would be wiped out by you today. What a pity...what a pity...what a pity, hahahahaha..."

As she spoke, she suddenly burst into loud laughter.

This laughter left people baffled.

Could it be that Mo Tingyu still had a trump card???

That shouldn’t be possible!

A trump card like the Flame Demon Ancestor was already the limit, wasn’t it?

"Is she bluffing?" Wu Bubai muttered to himself, a hint of curiosity in his voice, along with a faint bad premonition.

"It’s a pity Qiu’er has not only a mother, but also a father! If he didn’t have a father, I couldn’t have given birth to him myself!" Mo Tingyu’s voice turned strange, cruel, and smug. Mo Qiu’s father?

Mo Tingyu had actually taken the initiative to mention Mo Qiu’s father?

At that, countless interested and incomparably curious gazes turned toward Mo Tingyu. In fact, this was something almost every Strong People of the Hidden Forces wanted to know—who exactly was Mo Qiu’s biological father?

This was practically the greatest secret in the entire Wuming Sea in recent decades.

"Ah, Tingyu, Qiu’er is dead. The departed are gone. Why must you immerse yourself in this and be unable to pull out?" Suddenly, a sighing voice sounded, eerily.

Truly eerie.

Because before this voice rang out, there had been no sign at all; it just appeared so suddenly, drifting and ethereal.

Like a ghostly sound.

At the same time, a figure emerged from the air itself and appeared at Mo Tingyu’s side. It was a young man—though called a youth, he was already several thousand years old. This youth wore a long cyan robe, and on him was a mysterious, inexplicable noble aura.

The youth’s eyes were deep and unfathomable. When he looked at Mo Tingyu, there was complexity in them, some sighing, and a very restrained guilt.

Of course, none of that was important. What was important was that after this person appeared, he gave off the feeling of an ordinary human; there was not a trace of Martial Arts aura on him. That was what was terrifying.

"Returning to simplicity?" Ye Tian murmured, "Goddess, what Realm is this person?"

"Emperor First Transition."

The Nine Heavens Goddess spoke solemnly: "For the Small Thousand World, that’s a bit strong. He should be from the Great Thousand World."

Just then.

The youth raised his hand and pointed at Ye Tian: "Tingyu, I’ll kill this child’s Physical Body, strip and imprison his Divine Soul, and hand it over to you. Will that be enough to relieve your hatred?"

As he spoke, he didn’t even spare Ye Tian a single glance.

As he spoke, it was as if Ye Tian’s fate could be decided with just one sentence from him!

That absolute, bone‑deep superiority and disdain of his wasn’t an act; it came from his heart, from his bones, from his soul.

"It will."

Mo Tingyu nodded heavily. To obtain Ye Tian’s Divine Soul and keep it by her side, tormenting it with life‑and‑death torture every single day—of course that would vent her hatred!

A warmth flowed through Mo Tingyu’s heart. It seemed Brother Yan didn’t care about her and Qiu’er, but his actions were honest.

"Ye Tian, correct? I am Lin Yan, from the Great Thousand World’s Yuanluo Heaven, of the Lin Family, second young master of the Lin Family."

Then Lin Yan finally turned his head and looked Ye Tian in the eye, introducing himself.

"The Great Thousand World is composed of many Planes, including Tai Luo Heaven, Yuanluo Heaven, Qingluo Heaven, Yiluo Heaven, and so on. Each Luotian is many times larger than the entire Small Thousand World. A single family in a single city within a Luotian—if they were to all descend upon the Small Thousand World—could sweep the whole Small Thousand World horizontally. The Great Thousand World is much, much, much stronger than the Small Thousand World. Take the World Will, for example: the World Will of the Small Thousand World is the Heavenly Dao, while the World Will of the Great Thousand World is the Tao. They are fundamentally different."

In his mind, the Nine Heavens Goddess slowly explained to Ye Tian the basic situation of the Great Thousand World.

"So he really is from the Great Thousand World."

Ye Tian stayed silent, but in the distance, Jin Qingcheng murmured to herself, her beautiful eyes solemn. Lin Yan gave her a sense of danger—extreme danger. Even if she used all her trump cards, she might not be able to deal with this person. It wasn’t that her trump cards weren’t strong enough, but that with her own strength limited, she couldn’t fully draw out their power.

"Roughly the level of Emperor First Transition."

Wu Bubai whispered, sucking in a cold breath. His face, rarely, was white as a sheet—deathly, deathly pale.

If the King Martial Realm and Supreme Martial Realm were fundamentally different,

then the Supreme Martial Realm and Emperor Martial Realm were even more fundamentally different.

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