Evil, bizarre, and ominous shrouded the land for ten thousand miles around the Nalan Ancient Clan.
Within these ten thousand miles, millions of souls trembled in terror, bewildered by what was happening.
*Bang bang bang!*
The sound of countless bodies exploding echoed. Millions of souls were sacrificed, arriving from all directions.
They transformed into a million threads of blood, merging into Nalan Yong's body.
Mu Changqing, having isolated everything within a ten-thousand-mile radius from any detection, watched this scene with amusement, a smile playing on his lips.
He then surveyed his handiwork on the ground.
Nalan Yong's body was enveloped by boundless crimson light and darkness.
A million vengeful spirits roared and shrieked, struggling to escape this place.
If Nalan Yong were to devour them, they would be utterly annihilated, unable to reincarnate, and vanish into the heavens and earth.
"Why struggle? It is your honor to be of use to me."
Mu Changqing shook his head. Violet Netherflames spread from beneath his feet, turning the ten-thousand-mile radius into a wasteland.
Then, the Violet Netherflames converged, suppressing all resisting vengeful spirits and integrating them into Nalan Yong's body.
The Violet Netherflames tempered Nalan Yong's physique, freeing him from the shackles of the Great Dao and making him a part of the Burial of the Heavens Great Dao.
"Alright, wake up!"
Mu Changqing spoke again, his words becoming reality. The Violet Netherflames dissipated, and the surroundings returned to silence.
Nalan Yong's finger twitched, and then his eyes snapped open.
His pupils turned blood-red, filled with infinite resentment. An eerie, ominous aura emanated from him.
Nalan Yong looked at the sky in confusion, perplexed as to why he hadn't died and why he had been resurrected.
Sensing his body, Nalan Yong found himself filled with boundless power.
His original Soul Infant realm cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the Integration realm.
As he stood up, Nalan Yong found a man in a black robe, with black hair cascading down his shoulders and an uncanny face, looking at him with a smile.
The man's eyes were of a violet hue. Though he wore a faint smile, no trace of emotion could be felt from him.
Especially those violet eyes; with just a glance, Nalan Yong felt no desire to resist. His soul and body trembled in fear.
"You saved me?"
Mu Changqing nodded slightly, remaining silent.
"You also bestowed my cultivation upon me?"
Mu Changqing nodded again.
Nalan Yong fell silent. He was not a fool and naturally understood that the man before him was an omnipotent being.
To restore his shattered body and soul, such a feat was beyond even immortals.
"Can you save my kin? They died because of me."
Mu Changqing shook his head.
"They have all merged with you. Where you are, they are. I resurrected you because I want you to defy your fate, to defy the mandate of heaven. Do you understand?"
A bitter smile touched Nalan Yong's lips.
A moment later, his expression turned ferocious and terrifying. He stood up and knelt, saying,
"I beg you, adult, to help me."
Mu Changqing's lips curved into a smile. He was very satisfied with Nalan Yong's reaction.
He was a smart man.
"I have severed your destiny. Now, I help you achieve the Supreme Demonic Body, which can grow stronger with slaughter. Do you know what to do?"
Upon hearing this, Nalan Yong's mouth spread into an exaggerated grin.
He regretted it, regretting that he hadn't killed Ye Yu with all his might, which led to the annihilation of the Nalan Ancient Clan.
He resented his own weakness, being powerless against the rapidly growing Ye Yu.
Now that Mu Changqing had granted him the power to defy fate, he would naturally cherish it.
"Thank you, master. Your subordinate knows what to do."
At Mu Changqing's gesture, Nalan Yong stood up, an eerie aura constantly emanating from him, as if to bury everything.
This was the Burial of the Heavens Great Dao that Mu Changqing had created, capable of burying all things in existence and breaking free from the shackles of destiny.
"Very good. Go. I will be behind you. If any insurmountable entity attacks you, I will naturally step in to suppress them. Do not disappoint me, or your fate will be far worse than death."
Mu Changqing's figure slowly dissipated from his spot, merging into the heavens and earth.
He watched Nalan Yong with amusement.
Slaughter was too mundane. Since the Heavenly Dao wanted to play, he would play along with the methods of the Heavenly Dao.
Using all living beings as chess pieces to battle against the heavens and earth was endlessly enjoyable.
Nalan Yong's expression was cold as he gazed at everything around the Nalan Ancient Clan. His resentment towards Ye Yu grew even deeper.
This included the Ye family of the ancient clan, the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, and even all living beings.
He was consumed by resentment, his boundless killing intent materializing and overflowing as scarlet blood mist, enveloping him.
Nalan Yong roared at the sky, igniting the demonic flames that came with the Supreme Demonic Body, burning everything.
His blood-red eyes were filled with hatred for the world. He turned resolutely, determined to make the world pay.
...
One month later, at the Ye family of the ancient clan.
Inside the majestic and ancient great hall.
Dozens of spirit transformation experts, at the elder level, were gathered.
At the head of the table sat not the Ye family patriarch, Ye Wuyou, but an elder with a vast and terrifying aura.
Ye Yu sat below with a calm and leisurely demeanor.
The surrounding elders all looked at him with admiration and appreciation.
At less than thirty years old, he had reached the Integration realm. Such talent.
Unparalleled in the history of the Yunyu Realm.
"Elder Liu, it is truly bothersome to have you come here in person."
Ye Wuyou, at this moment, displayed no hint of the authority of a patriarch, instead appearing somewhat fawning and obsequious.
The elder at the head of the table was an envoy from the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, with a cultivation at the half-step immortal level.
He was only a step away from transcending mortality and becoming an immortal.
Elder Liu did not act haughty due to his status. He smiled and nodded with satisfaction at Ye Yu.
Such talent, a chosen one of destiny, even in the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, he was one of the best.
It was natural for him to come in person to express the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty's regard.
"Congratulations, Patriarch Ye. It is a great honor for the Ye clan to have produced such a terrifying prodigy. I have not only come to officially announce Ye Yu's identity as a sacred son of the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, but there is also a greater piece of joyous news."
Ye Yu and the others looked surprised.
Ye Wuyou, as if knowing something in advance, cast an almost imperceptible glance at the cold and elegant woman behind Elder Liu.
Elder Liu whetted their appetite before continuing with a smile.
"Yan'er, come and greet Patriarch Ye quickly."
As he spoke, the cold and elegant woman behind Elder Liu stepped forward slowly, clad in a cold white glazed gown, her three thousand strands of dark hair reaching her waist. Every move she made exuded noble grace.
"Yan'er greets Patriarch Ye, greets the elders, and greets Ye Yu... brother."
Upon hearing this, everyone understood.
With smiles, they exchanged knowing glances, all comprehending the nature of the other joyous news.
Ye Yu's brow furrowed slightly. Looking at Liu Yan'er's celestial beauty and graceful figure, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
"Hahaha, allow me to introduce. Yan'er is my most beloved junior. Another purpose for my visit this time is to find a Dao companion for Yan'er within the Ye family. I wonder...!"
Elder Liu's words trailed off.
He, an elder of the esteemed Fengtian Immortal Dynasty with cultivation that suppressed the entire Yunyu Realm.
A mere ancient clan like the Ye family was, in his eyes, nothing more than a slightly larger ant.
His personal visit, bringing his most beloved junior, was already a tremendous honor bestowed upon the Ye family.
Ye Wuyou, understanding the implications, quickly looked at Ye Yu and said,
"Ye Yu, why don't you quickly greet Elder Liu and Miss Yan'er."
Ye Yu pondered for a moment, his gaze inadvertently meeting Liu Yan'er's cold eyes.
He understood that relying solely on the Ye family, it would be difficult for him to go further.
However, if he became a sacred son of the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, with Elder Liu as his backing, his future path of cultivation would be as smooth as walking on flat ground.
He could even enter the Heavenly Realm and become an immortal envied by all.
Therefore, Ye Yu stood up and bowed to both of them, his gaze sincere as he looked at Liu Yan'er.
"May I have the honor of becoming Miss Yan'er's future Dao companion, accompanying you for all eternity?"