Chapter 1962 - 63: Return

"It’s increasing again! It’s increasing again!"

"This divine beast is growing so fast!"

In the void filled with ruins, the cultivators from Red Sky Palace were staring from afar at Fanming, whose wings were constantly vibrating, discussing in astonishment.

Chong Hua stood with his hands behind his back above Fanming, looking down at him, with a slight ripple in his eyes.

On Fanming, the feathers were becoming increasingly bright and radiant, the body’s expansion rate was astonishing, and the aura was steadily rising.

However, despite the continuous rise, he vaguely felt something was still lacking, unable to undergo a qualitative transformation.

"Yun Qi."

"Yes, Master, please wait a bit."

On the other side of the Teleportation Array, Yun Qi hurriedly gathered the chaos origin substance, brought the golden jar back hastily, and released a large amount of chaos origin substance.

Feeling the chaos origin substance filling the surroundings again, Fanming let out a clear cry, opened its beak like an abyss from hell, and devoured rapidly!

"How much is here?"

Chong Hua’s brow slightly relaxed, then he asked.

Yun Qi promptly replied:

"About five Dao Fields’ worth."

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but glance at the chaos origin substance that Fanming swallowed, with a deep sense of heartache and emotion in his eyes.

"You really are willing to pay the price!"

"In the Three Realms, I’m afraid no one would bear to use so much chaos origin substance on a divine beast. Such a divine beast, and of such size, requires many times more chaos origin substance than an average divine beast..."

He said while shaking his head with a sigh.

Chong Hua’s expression remained calm:

"It doesn’t matter, if it’s gone, we’ll just seize more."

Yun Qi choked back the words he wanted to say.

This statement, he didn’t even know how to refute.

But he still shook his head and said:

"It won’t be long before the news of Red Sky Palace’s destruction spreads out, causing quite a stir among various forces, by then someone will definitely come to investigate, it’s better for Master to prepare in advance."

Having dismantled the Dao Field and defected with everyone to Chong Hua, Yun Qi now seemed to have completely decided to follow this path to the end.

Chong Hua nodded slightly, not refusing Yun Qi’s reminder and goodwill. Recently, he had frequent conversations with Yun Qi, gaining substantial knowledge about the situation in the Sea of Chaos Realm.

With his current strength, in this Sea of Chaos Realm, he’s definitely not mediocre, but far from ignoring everyone.

Being straightforward doesn’t mean blind arrogance; on the contrary, he has a very clear understanding of himself and those around him.

"Continue to gather Dao Fields."

Chong Hua immediately instructed.

"Yes."

Yun Qi dared not slack off and quickly returned to the other side of the Teleportation Array.

Chong Hua continued to watch Fanming in front of him, feeling him gradually integrating the chaos origin substance into his physical body.

He pondered slightly.

But such days were somewhat boring, so during his leisure time, he would also find Ji Wujiu, a disciple abandoned by Qiao Wensong, to learn about the Jade Pot Realm from him.

The reason for not having Yun Qi simply perform a Soul Search was because the other party’s primordial spirit had already been prohibited, and the Five Ghost Kings and Yun Qi couldn’t find anything out.

"Still not willing to talk?"

The cultivators of Red Sky Palace escorted Ji Wujiu and brought him over.

This third-generation disciple of the Jade Pot Realm, due to having his cultivation base sealed, had no choice but to be pressed to kneel before Chong Hua.

Though he seemed to bear injuries, his face showed no expression.

Chong Hua glanced at him and asked casually.

The cultivators of Red Sky Palace quickly smiled flatteringly:

"Master, shall we tidy him up again!"

Saying this, he was about to slap Ji Wujiu on the face.

Ji Wujiu’s eyes instantly filled with a fierce glint of hatred toward the cultivator of Red Sky Palace, clearly having suffered heavily at their hands.

"Still dare to glare at me? Do you think you’re something just because you’re from the Jade Pot Realm? If it weren’t for your good luck in the Jade Pot Realm, what the hell would you be!"

The cultivator of Red Sky Palace cursed rudely, raising his hand to slap several times.

Slap sounds echoed.

Ji Wujiu gritted his teeth, eyes bloodshot, yet remained silent.

These slaps couldn’t truly harm him, but such humiliation was something he had never experienced before.

He stared fiercely at the cultivator of Red Sky Palace, as if trying to engrain the person into his heart, never to forget.

Yet it brought upon him another bout of severe beating from his counterpart.

"Enough."

Chong Hua lazily interrupted.

The cultivator of Red Sky Palace immediately turned around with a smiling face, respectfully flattering:

"Yes, yes, I understand, Master."

Chong Hua glanced at Ji Wujiu’s slightly swollen cheek and shook his head:

"He does have some backbone, if he doesn’t want to speak, don’t force him. You all make a trip, send him to Hundred Ghost Mountain, remember to send him to the Corpse-digging Ghost King, tell him—"

"Give him a quick end."

The kneeling Ji Wujiu’s pupils contracted sharply!

Corpse-digging Ghost King... Thousand Soul Soaking Corpse Water?!

Realizing this, he shivered suddenly!

The cultivator of Red Sky Palace nodded and bowed, with a face full of smiles:

"Yes, yes, I’ll send him over immediately and make sure to pass on the message!"

Saying this, he grabbed Ji Wujiu, who had a trace of panic in his eyes, and flew into the distant void.

"Wait!"

Ji Wujiu’s voice suddenly rang out.

Struggling desperately, his eyes filled with savage bloodstains, he shouted towards Chong Hua:

"What, what do you want to know!"

The cultivator of Red Sky Palace hesitated for a moment, turned around but didn’t see Chong Hua respond.

He then coldly sneered twice, raising his hand and fiercely slapping Ji Wujiu’s face again:

"What are you screaming about?! Move it!"

At this moment, Ji Wujiu’s mental state completely collapsed, and even as he was slapped, he still desperately turned his head, shouting loudly: