#1087 - Chapter 1087: Ancient Dark Ages
Ye Kong opened his eyes, revealing a pair of dark pupils that were free of any impurities and looked exceptionally clear.
“Really want to know?” Ye Kong remained as if nothing had happened.
Bai Wuchen nodded vigorously, his eyes wide, as if waiting for Ye Kong's answer.
“In the ancient years, when heaven and earth were first born, the Sky Mountain and Immortal Tomb, two of the ten forbidden areas, appeared one after another. There was also a figure who subverted the entire cultivation world and caused great chaos: the Underworld King.”
Bai Wuchen listened with a serious expression, his mind already picturing the scene.
“It is said that the Underworld King was the ninth generation of a foreign race, so he is also called the Nine Underworld King. The Underworld King was inherently cruel and warlike. During the ancient times, he led a horde of ghosts and strange spirits from the Wrath Bridge into the cultivation world, stirring up wars everywhere.”
As Ye Kong spoke, he narrowed his eyes, looking thoughtfully at the distant Bitter Sea.
Hearing the voice stop abruptly, Bai Wuchen was stunned for a moment before looking up at Ye Kong.
“Master, and then what?”
Bai Wuchen's words pulled Ye Kong's thoughts back.
During the ancient times, the Underworld realm rose suddenly, and the entire cultivation world was caught off guard. Swords and shadows flashed everywhere, bodies fell abruptly, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood, making people dizzy.
When the battle subsided for a moment, a cold wind blew, and withered leaves were swept up from the ground, and dust filled the sky, making the vision even more blurry.
Ye Kong slowly said, “At that time, under the light of the blood-red sunset, the Underworld King's eyes flickered with a bloodthirsty glint.”
“Huh?” Bai Wuchen felt that something sounded a little off.
“Master, have you seen the Underworld King?” Bai Wuchen felt goosebumps all over his body because of Ye Kong's words, and he seriously suspected that Ye Kong had seen the Underworld King.
Ye Kong decisively shook his head, directly denying it.
Bai Wuchen didn't think too much about it, “Then what happened after that?” directly asking about what happened later.
“The Twelve Ancestral Witches, also known as the Twelve Demon Gods by the outside world, are the ancestors of the Witch race. They are born with unparalleled physical bodies, devouring heaven and earth, manipulating wind, water, thunder, and lightning, filling seas and moving mountains, changing the sky and the earth. When all twelve Demon Gods gathered together to use the Twelve Divine Demons Formation, they condensed the spirit body of Pangu, drove the Underworld King back to the Underworld, added a seal to the Wrath Bridge, and hid the Void Driving Flute in the Great Wilderness.”
“Oh, I see. So the Underworld King still exists in the world?” Bai Wuchen tentatively guessed.
Ye Kong did not answer, but looked into the distance, his eyes full of unfathomable meaning.
Just as Bai Wuchen was about to continue questioning Ye Kong, a shout rang out from behind him.
Bai Wuchen啧啧 sighed, “As soon as he heard that Lord Ling had come, Master ran really fast.”
“You don't understand, do you? When you see the person you want to see, you have to fly.” Feng Qingqing rolled her eyes at Bai Wuchen, then walked away.
“……”
On Peach Mountain, Ye Ling was standing under the peach tree at this time.
The peach tree was more than one person tall, with rough and curved branches, strong and powerful, and slender leaves, tender, green, and covered with fine fluff.
The peach blossoms were not yet in full bloom, but were still just small buds about to open.
“Shua ~”
Ye Kong had already silently arrived behind Ye Ling.
Ye Ling's eyes shifted, sensing the movement behind her, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a faint arc.
Before Ye Kong could call her, Ye Ling took the lead and threw a punch cleanly.
This punch stirred up a light breeze, whistling.
Ye Kong reacted quickly, casually reaching out and grabbing the oncoming punch directly.
Ye Kong narrowed his eyes slightly, scanned Ye Ling, and said playfully, “This is my territory, be careful I'll make you regret it.”
Ye Kong's eyes were smiling, his tone gentle, with no hint of threat.
Ye Ling smiled lightly, “Okay, then I'll have to try.”
After speaking, Ye Ling spun around, Ye Kong released his hand, Ye Ling took it back, jumped back, waved her hands, and her palms emitted a dazzling light. Ye Kong watched with interest, not moving or dodging, standing with his hands behind his back.
Ye Ling crossed her hands, making a peculiar handprint. At the same time, a gentle breeze blew, her skirt fluttered, and a strange clear light radiated from her body.
At this moment, Ye Ling was surrounded by light, and her beautiful face appeared even more cold and alluring.
“Shua!”
Ye Ling suddenly made a move, waving her palms, as fast as lightning, each palm generating wind, and countless palm shapes struck directly at Ye Kong.
Ye Kong did not react at all, still standing there, the strong palm wind blowing his black hair.
“Bang ~ Bang bang!”
Several obvious palm prints appeared out of thin air on the stone wall not far behind Ye Kong.
Faced with Ye Ling's offensive, Ye Kong smiled indifferently, then his footsteps changed, and his body moved, disappearing like a ghost. When Ye Ling reacted, Ye Kong had already arrived beside her.
Ye Kong flicked a finger, the blood in his body surged, and the majestic spiritual energy directly transformed from his fingertips.
In an instant, light blue elements enveloped the entire peach tree, and Ye Kong joined his hands together, changing rapidly.
The buds on the peach tree seemed to be stimulated, blooming magically.
One after another, delicate and charming pink flowers, picturesque, the fragrance of peach blossoms assaulted the senses, graceful and charming.
Ye Ling was a little surprised, turning her head to look at Ye Kong, as if she couldn't believe that he could make the peach tree bloom in an instant.
Feeling the scorching gaze, Ye Kong turned his head, the corners of his lips curling up in a beautiful arc, his obsidian-like eyes with a soft light. He looked at Ye Ling and said casually, “This tree laughed with a tree full of peach blossoms when it saw you, thanks to Lord Ling's light.”
Ye Ling pursed her lips, turned her head, and continued to watch the peach blossoms fluttering. Her white cheeks were dyed with a layer of crimson.
A petal fell on Ye Ling's shoulder, and then turned into a wisp of pink fragrance, drifting away and disappearing.
Ye Kong and Ye Ling sat together under the peach tree, watching the afterglow of the setting sun on Peach Mountain.
“When the Wrath Bridge opens, when you go to the Underworld, remember to be cautious.”
Although she knew Ye Kong's abilities, Ye Ling still kindly reminded him.
“A mere spiritual body, no fear.” Ye Kong replied casually, not taking the Wrath Bridge matter to heart at all.
Ye Ling wanted to say something but stopped, but looking at Ye Kong's side face, she felt a sense of peace in her heart.
“Alright, fearless.”
It seemed that nothing could cause much of a ripple in Ye Kong's life.
The evening breeze gently stroked the afterglow of the setting sun, and quietly drew open the curtain of night.
Weary birds returned to their nests, and the mountains and forests also lost the hustle and bustle of the day.
