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Ji Changfeng looked at Yang Fei, and a slight smile appeared on his grim face.

"I know you have a lot of doubts. Ask whatever questions you have."

"Once the Doomsday matter is settled, I can finally go back to the True Martial Divine Realm."

Yang Fei was stunned for a long time before he finally asked a question.

"This move involving the Doomsday World, the True Martial King had anticipated it long ago, right?"

Ji Changfeng nodded, a grave look appearing on his face.

"This is a game between the True Martial King and the Queen Mother of the West. The Queen Mother knows very well that the True Martial King is born proud and unyielding, and would never truly stand with the God Clan."

"The True Martial King has an arrogant temper, but he's a man of great wisdom. In their contest, the Queen Mother of the West has never been able to really do anything to him."

"However, the Queen Mother of the West knows that the True Martial King comes from Earth Space, and that Human Race exiled on that blue planet is his weakness."

"So she propped up the Doomsday Goddess and created the apocalypse of Earth Space precisely to force the True Martial King to compromise."

"The True Martial King saw through the Queen Mother's intent, so he struck first, wanting to kill the Doomsday Goddess."

"But the Queen Mother of the West rushed back in time. The True Martial King only shattered the Doomsday Goddess's Immortal True Body, but failed to wipe out her Martial Will."

Hearing this, Yang Fei already understood what Ji Changfeng meant.

"So, my foster father sent me to the Doomsday World to eliminate the Martial Will of the Doomsday Goddess and completely annihilate her."

"And you are the hidden piece my foster father left behind?"

Ji Changfeng nodded, looking at Yang Fei with approval.

"Your cleverness is beyond what I expected."

"But Emperor Tian has strictly ordered that within the Nine Realms, no one may lightly initiate war. Whoever violates this will suffer Heavenly Punishment and die with no burial place!"

"So the contest between the True Martial King and the Queen Mother of the West is all carried out in the shadows."

"The last time the True Martial King made a move against the Doomsday Goddess, it was because Grand Priest Ling Muxue took advantage of the Seven Star Chain, a natural anomaly in the heavens, to overturn the Heavenly Secret."

"The Grand Priest blinded Emperor Tian's eyes and ears, so the True Martial King was able to strike."

"But something like that can happen once, not twice."

"I'm someone from the True Martial Realm, so I can't directly make a move against the Doomsday Goddess. It still has to be you personally who takes action to get rid of this scourge."

Yang Fei nodded, his thoughts turning.

Ji Changfeng looked at Yang Fei, and a hint of appreciation appeared on his stern face.

"Back then when Heavenly Punishment descended, you were struck by thunder and fire, and your lifeforce was already completely cut off."

"But the True Martial King used the Nine Extremes Force and revived you."

"You slept for a full seven years. During those seven years, you were a living dead; you had already slipped beyond Emperor Tian's Divine Sense, and the whole Nine Realms had nothing to do with you."

"So you're a variable. As for anything related to you, even the heavens have no way of knowing."

"And the True Martial King is using exactly this to deal with the Queen Mother of the West and Emperor Tian."

As Ji Changfeng spoke to this point, a mocking look appeared in his eyes.

"The God Clan has ruled the Human Race for ten thousand years. Human civilization has developed to the point where it's about to break free from the gods' control. If we don't strike with everything we have, the end could come at any time."

"So you need to speed up, kill the Doomsday Goddess, and then head to the Burial God Battlefield as soon as possible to fight side by side with the True Martial King."

Yang Fei nodded, suddenly thinking of the Four Great Prison Kings, and a smile appeared on his face.

"So Dor and the others were disciples you trained?"

A smile appeared on Ji Changfeng's face, but he snorted.

"People of the True Martial Divine Realm can't directly intervene in the conflicts of the Doomsday Divine Realm, so I trained them. Hmph, those few useless wretches!"

Speaking of this, Ji Changfeng still hadn't vented all his anger, with a clear "hate iron for not becoming steel" kind of frustration.

"To give you more support, over these three years I've poured my heart and blood into drilling these four powerhouses, using all kinds of methods to raise their Martial Arts Realm."

"But those guys' aptitude is too mediocre. Only now have they broken through to the Spirit Martial Realm. Frankly, it's really shameful."

Yang Fei clicked his tongue in admiration.

"That's already pretty good. Within three years you actually pushed them into the Spirit Martial Realm. That's something most powerhouses wouldn't even dare dream of."

Ji Changfeng snorted. "If it weren't that their natures aren't bad, I almost killed them today."

"I, Ji Changfeng, a hero all my life—how could I leave such a few spineless wastes as disciples and let others laugh their teeth out?"

Yang Fei jumped in fright and gave a wry smile.

"They broke through to the Spirit Martial Realm in three years, yet my cultivation of the Nine Level Method still hasn't reached Great Perfection."

"Going by your logic, shouldn't my foster father have strangled me long ago?"

Ji Changfeng snorted and looked at Yang Fei coolly.

"The Nine Extremes Technique you cultivate is a supreme method handed down from the Ancient Cultivation World."

"Once this Cultivation Technique is pushed to its limit, you can grasp the Circulation and roam the universe. How could those few wastes possibly be compared to you?"

Yang Fei looked at the blazing Wind and Fire Wings on his back, his face full of helplessness.

"Let's talk about that in the future. At least as I see it now, there's no way that's happening."

"Dor is my friend. I ask you to show mercy and spare them."

Ji Changfeng snorted, but there was a trace of a smile on his face.

"Do you take me for a Great Demon who kills even his own disciples at the slightest disagreement?"

"I'm just vexed that they don't strive hard enough, that's all."

Saying this, Ji Changfeng let out a long sigh.

"Since you've appeared, they don't need to stay in the Doomsday Prison anymore."

"Find them and convey my order: they are to assist you and obey your every command in all things,"

"otherwise, kill without mercy!"

As Ji Changfeng spoke, he glanced at the stone cavern above and shook his head.

"They'll find this place very soon. I don't want to see them. I'll take my leave first."

When Ji Changfeng finished speaking, the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy beneath his feet formed a whirlpool, wrapping around his body and lifting him up toward the sky.

Yang Fei called out, but Ji Changfeng ignored him. His figure quickly vanished above the magma pool.

However, his voice still drifted distantly into Yang Fei's ears.

"The Martial Will of the Doomsday Goddess has already found a host. What you must do now is kill him immediately."

"Otherwise, once the full Will of the World of the Doomsday Goddess descends, even I will be helpless against her."

Ji Changfeng's figure quickly disappeared without a trace, his voice lingering faintly in the air.

The Wind and Fire Wings on Yang Fei's back gently flapped.

He sighed helplessly and also rose up toward the sky.

He withdrew the Wind and Fire Wings and landed on a protruding rock in the stone cavern, found a side path, and climbed upward along it.

After walking not far, Yang Fei heard Dor's voice coming down from the cave overhead.

"Guo Jing, where are you? If you hear my voice, answer me."

Yang Fei smiled slightly and let out a long howl, the rolling howl spreading out in all directions.

Dor was overjoyed. Even through such a distance, Yang Fei could hear the excitement in his voice.

"He's down below. I heard Guo Jing's voice."

"Everyone be careful, Mr. X is nearby. Prepare for battle!"

This was Ximen's voice—icy cold and full of killing intent.

...

Yang Fei smiled faintly. Ji Changfeng had penned in the Four Great Prison Kings and used their yearning for freedom to make them challenge him over and over again.

This kind of training method had finally forged the Four Great Prison Kings.

Yet after the Four Great Prison Kings had trained themselves into formidable experts, they still regarded Ji Changfeng as a mortal enemy who couldn't share the same sky.

This twisted, tangled master-disciple relationship really made one both angry and amused.

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