[In an instant, within a thousand-li radius, everything was covered by a layer of gray.]

[The five ghostly silhouettes of the deities vanished without a trace.]

[The Ghost King Bell fell completely silent; the thick ghost qi seemed never to have existed.]

[Wu Zhen found that his body had become unbearably heavy.]

[The divine power within him had vanished.]

[The feeling was as if he had become an ordinary mortal without so much as the strength to lift a chicken.]

[Such a change was something Wu Zhen had never experienced.]

[Panic surged into his chest in an instant.]

[But the next second, a fierce wind came howling.]

[It was the cutting wind produced by Ye Yu’s delivered fist.]

[Whoosh!]

[A single punch struck — gods and ghosts perished!]

[Wu Zhen was blasted to pieces on the spot; not even a scrap remained.]

[Ye Yu immediately lifted the effect of equality among beings.]

[In total, the whole process had taken only an instant.]

[Even so, it had consumed more than seventy percent of Ye Yu’s divine power!]

[There was no choice — this divine art was powerful, but it truly drained a lot!]

[It could even be summarized as a charged punch.]

[If it kills you, it kills you; if it doesn’t, then I’ll have to find another way!]

[As Ye Yu murmured, a kilometer away Zhu Xincheng and Xiaocui were already completely dumbfounded.]

[To kill a God Lord Realm with a Golden God Realm, and with only one punch?]

[Was this world really mad?]

[In Zhu Xincheng’s mind, Ye Yu’s voice seemed to ring again.]

[“If anything happens, remember to find me. I will help.”]

[So he had not been boasting — he truly possessed that strength!]

Two days later.

The medicinal effects within Zhu Xincheng had been completely cleared, and her strength had finally returned to its peak.

She set off toward Lieyang Gate with Xiaocui and Ye Yu.

It was worth mentioning that, with the help of the divine pill and divine leaf, the wounds on Xiaocui’s face had also improved.

It was believed that within at most five days she would fully regain her original appearance.

One could not help but admit: being a god was nice.

High vitality and strong recovery — no wonder everyone wanted to come to the God Realm.

They were indeed far more tenacious than immortals.

As for Ye Yu, he had not intended to go to Lieyang Gate.

Xiaocui’s dreams had already been realized; there was no point for him to stay. Rather than wasting time here, he preferred to continue with his previous plan of seeking out high-potential candidates for more advanced dreams.

But Xiaocui was unbearably enthusiastic and would not let Ye Yu leave.

She insisted on dragging him along, saying that when they returned to the Divine Alliance they had to properly thank their benefactor; otherwise conscience would gnaw at them and their Dao hearts would be unsettled!

“This is also what the Sect Lord asked,” she added.

Hearing the matter put this plainly, Ye Yu no longer had grounds to refuse and could only nod his agreement.

However, he did not idle. He once again used Demon Conversion and produced five guardian cultivators.

But the quality this time was far inferior to the previous batch.

He had only managed to gather five Ancient God–level divine clan members.

God Lord–level beings were truly impossible to find!

If he had known it would be like this, he would never have smashed Wu Zhen and wasted the chance to make use of him as a cripple — how much better that would have been.

But time could not be reversed; it was too late to say anything now.

Ancient God level it was — it would not hinder their plans anyway; they were merely being sent to find people.

The selection criteria remained the same as last time: those who had suffered greatly, who hated the world, and who had endured tragic fates were prioritized.

After dispatching these people, Ye Yu only needed to wait for news.

Ah — comfortable.

No wonder so many people on Blue Star would rather sleep on the floor than not be a boss.

The feeling of having people under you to do the work was truly different!

At the same time, Ye Yu began to look forward to what Zhu Xincheng and Xiaocui would present to thank him after they returned to Lieyang Gate.

After all, he was the Lord of the Divine Alliance; their gift would probably not be miserly, right?

Every time he thought of this, Ye Yu could not help turning his head to look back at Zhu Xincheng.

The complex expression in his eyes made Zhu Xincheng startle; she reflexively gripped Xiaocui’s sleeve.

She asked aloud by thought-voice, “Cui, do you think he’s looking at me?”

Xiaocui nodded and said, “That’s right — Lord Ye is looking at you. If I counted correctly, this should be the seventh time he’s looked at you today. Sect Lord, do you think he has a crush on you?”

Women were born with a kind of confidence.

If he looked at me once, maybe he liked me; if he looked twice, he certainly liked me; if he looked three times, he liked me hopelessly.

It wasn’t that she insisted on thinking this way; if he didn’t like her, why would he look at her at all?

This line of reasoning was logical and irrefutable!

To be honest, at first Zhu Xincheng had not been very confident.

But after Ye Yu looked more and more, she began to panic and instinctively avert her eyes.

Now, with Xiaocui’s remark, Zhu Xincheng felt even more certain of her own thought.

“Hmph, a man who says one thing and means another.”

“Two days ago he still kept repeating that old scoundrel’s warning.”

“And now he’s already forgotten it completely, huh?”

Zhu Xincheng felt a sweet warmth in her chest, but she still pretended to be steady and patted Xiaocui’s hand.

She then sent her voice again by thought: “Don’t say that. Maybe it isn’t like that!”

A faint smile appeared on Xiaocui’s face.

“Sect Lord, how could it not be? Only when you like someone would you be unable to stop looking at them. That’s what books say.”

“Tsk, tsk — it’s rather romantic.”

“You asked me earlier what you should use to thank Lord Ye, right? Now you need not think any longer. Offer yourself — that would do. Then the entire Lieyang Gate would be your dowry. Lord Ye would be overjoyed.”

Hearing those words, a rosy blush rose on Zhu Xincheng’s face.

To use the entire Divine Alliance as a dowry — no matter who heard it, they would find it unimaginable!

“Ye Yu, Ye Yu, you’ve really gotten off easy!” thought Zhu Xincheng, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily lifted.

She then warned Xiaocui by thought-voice, “Alright, stop. We haven’t even reached the Divine Alliance yet and you’re already talking about marriage. That doesn’t look very demure. Let it settle until we arrive. Let it marinate a bit.”

Xiaocui smiled but said nothing.

Having followed Zhu Xincheng for so many years, she already knew the sect lord’s temperament thoroughly.

Her not arguing meant she accepted the idea.

“Sect Lord, you are so hard to pin down.”

“No matter how I look at you, you don’t seem like someone who can settle down!”

At this moment, Zhu Xincheng had no idea that within Lieyang Gate a major upheaval had already occurred.

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