Chapter 1054

The Jiyue Pavilion’s leading deity, Liu Ying, didn’t get angry—instead, he laughed.

To be honest, he suddenly found Ye Yu rather interesting.

Ever since he’d joined the Jiyue Pavilion, everywhere he went the gods lowered their heads in fear. But today... had he finally run into someone with a spine?

Still, Ye Yu was merely at the Great God Realm—how could someone at that level dare to challenge him, a full Heaven God Realm expert?

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In case you’ve forgotten the hierarchy, here it is once again, from low to high: New God → True God → Great God → Heaven God → Gold God → Ancient God → God Monarch → God Sovereign.

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Ridiculous!

Liu Ying stopped the aggrieved Dong Buqi from stepping forward and moved closer himself. But before he could speak, Ye Yu shouted ahead of him, voice full of rage.

“Come on then! I’ll fight you Jiyue Pavilion bastards to the end! Left Brother and Gold Brother already died by your hands—what’s the point of me living alone in this world? I’ll just die here today and join my brothers!”

Liu Ying’s face twisted. Left Brother? Gold Brother? What the hell was he talking about?

Andongcheng caught that line immediately and barked, “What did you say? Zuo Shanchuan and Jin Ci were killed by the Jiyue Pavilion?”

“That’s right!”

Ye Yu spun around, eyes blazing with fury, and began spinning a brand-new story.

In his tale, his acquaintance with Zuo Shanchuan and Jin Ci had been brief but close—they’d hit it off instantly, soon becoming sworn brothers, closer than blood. Such brotherhood, pure and unbreakable.

A few days ago, Zuo Shanchuan and Jin Ci had been tracking the traces of an evil spirit and happened to run into Ye Yu.

They invited him to join them, to “see the excitement.”

Ye Yu had agreed gladly, never imagining it would be the start of his misery.

Two days later, guided by Zuo Shanchuan’s compass, they found the evil spirit’s location—inside a certain dojo.

Its master called himself Xue Hen, a deity of the Jiyue Pavilion.

At first his speech and manners seemed normal, but Zuo Shanchuan and Jin Ci quickly sensed something wrong.

They soon realized Xue Hen was possessed by a heart demon. When they tried to purify it—

Xue Hen suddenly went berserk and attacked the three of them!

They had tried to fight back together, to suppress the fiend—

but Xue Hen’s power was overwhelming. None of them could stand against him.

If not for Zuo Shanchuan and Jin Ci using their last strength to fling Ye Yu out of the dojo, all three would have perished there.

In that final instant, Ye Yu had seen his two sworn brothers cut down by Xue Hen, powerless to save them.

Ever since, he had lived only for revenge.

But with no background and inadequate strength, he’d been helpless against Xue Hen. He could only hide and bide his time, accumulating power.

Who would have thought that now, the Jiyue Pavilion themselves would send people to erase the last witness?

At that point in his story, Ye Yu looked skyward and roared in grief.

“Heaven, you are unjust! My two brothers—I’ve failed you! I’m too weak to avenge you!”

The words sounded heartbreakingly genuine, his despair far too convincing to be an act. They struck deep into Andongcheng’s heart.

Right then, Andongcheng fully believed him.

Eyes bloodshot, he glared at Liu Ying and growled, “Our Wuzhong Mountain may not be as mighty as your Jiyue Pavilion, but we do not fear trouble! For the deaths of Zuo Shanchuan and Jin Ci—you owe us an explanation!”

“Explanation my ass!” Liu Ying rasped back in his nasally duck voice.

The entire Jiyue Pavilion already knew the truth: Xue Hen had been ground to dust in his own dojo; Elder Tang of their divine alliance had wept bitterly, used a grand divine technique to reconstruct the scene, and from a hidden Memory Stone had clearly seen Ye Yu’s face.

Eighteen search teams had been dispatched to hunt Ye Yu through the realms.

So of course Liu Ying knew Ye Yu’s story was total nonsense—and that’s why he dared to curse him so openly.

But Ye Yu gave him ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) no chance to speak further.

Silently, he cast

Flying Waterfall Three Thousand Feet

upon the nine Wuzhong Mountain deities.

In an instant, all ten of them—including Andongcheng himself—clutched their stomachs in pain, grimacing in agony.

Why ten? Simple.

The extra one was Ye Yu himself.

He gritted his teeth, raised a trembling hand toward Liu Ying, and roared, “Despicable villain! You dare use such a vile divine art on us!”

Those words instantly fixed the target of hatred in everyone’s mind.

Ah, no wonder it hurt like hell even for a god!

So it was this duck-voiced bastard’s doing!

Truly disgraceful!

Andongcheng straightened up with effort and shouted furiously, “Damn you, Jiyue Pavilion! None of you are leaving alive today!”

In a flash, his body vanished—and when he reappeared, his divine robe had changed entirely.

The other Wuzhong Mountain deities followed suit.

To make the false accusation look more convincing, Ye Yu had also slipped into a hidden corner and changed into a new robe himself.

When he returned—

everywhere he looked were bright glowing numbers.

The Wuzhong Mountain deities, suffering under

Flying Waterfall Three Thousand Feet

, were enraged beyond reason.

Ye Yu easily harvested a massive wave of negative emotion points.

To his delight, Liu Ying’s head also displayed eighty million points of

Negative Emotion: Wronged

.

Family, who can understand this pain? It really wasn’t me!

Why do they all think it’s my fault?

Even his own subordinates were looking at him with awe.

Dong Buqi, the one who’d been kicked earlier, even sent a voice transmission:

Thank you, Lord Liu, for avenging me!

Damn it!

Why does everyone think this filthy divine art was mine? You think I have time for that nonsense?!

Liu Ying let out a cold snort, muttering, “The innocent need no—”

He never finished. Andongcheng roared, “Innocent, my ass! Kill every dog of the Jiyue Pavilion!”

With that command—

the already furious Wuzhong Mountain deities immediately attacked!

Jiyue Pavilion had fewer numbers, but they were not afraid in the slightest.

Six against nine, yet they held their ground.

Duck-voiced Liu Ying might not sound manly, but his

Willow-Leaf Divine Art

was formidable; he directly suppressed Andongcheng.

As Jiyue Pavilion gradually gained the upper hand, Ye Yu decided to turn up the intensity.

Flying Waterfall Three Thousand Feet!

Crank it up, you bastard!

Feel the pain!