Chapter 1312

After Ye Yu’s relentless effort, he finally shook off every Qin descendant behind him—only after winding thirty thousand li across the land.

To be honest, there’s a reason the Qin clan managed to take root in the God Realm and build themselves into a great house.

Ye Yu judged that the core was simple: the Qin really were united.

They were many in number; though most were at the Heavenly God Realm and Great God Realm, each one charged on without fear of death.

They ignored the attacks from Qin Wen and Qin Wu, those two ancestors, and only gritted their teeth to trade one life for another with Ye Yu.

If it had only been those people, Ye Yu would not have cared.

In front of him, numbers never become a qualitative change.

But that old bearded elder was, in solid fact, at the peak of the Ancient God Realm.

He was no soft persimmon.

Add in the “dug-up-the-ancestral-tomb” buff stacked on him, and he could erupt to one hundred and fifty percent of his strength.

And Ye Yu, for his part, was in the wrong.

Under those circumstances, he could only rely on the oldest tactic—walk away with the Thirty-Six Stratagems of escape.

If not for Qin Wen and Qin Wu doing everything they could behind him to hold back their descendants,

Ye Yu might really have struggled to get out.

But precisely because of that, Qin Wen and Qin Wu were seized by the Qin clan.

From his sea of mind, Ye Yu could see their situation.

Right now, those two Qin ancestors were being force-fed pills by their own descendants.

In the Qin clan’s view, no matter how their ancestors had come back, since their bodies were filled with demonic energy, that meant they were possessed by evil.

Therefore, returning them to the earth for peace was the proper course.

But to personally kill their ancestors on the spot? That was impossible.

After all, an ancestor’s remains must not be damaged.

So the descendants thought of only one method: poison.

And the poison had to be strong—vicious. There was no way they would allow those ancestors to be taken away again by some unknown youth.

So, increasing the dose of poison pills was very necessary.

Judging by the final image, Qin Wu and Qin Wen were twitching from the feeding.

They fell on the spot.

Tsk, tsk—such ruthless, unfilial descendants.

Ye Yu couldn’t help but shake his head slightly.

The strategy of recruiting protectors was certainly correct.

The only mistake was failing to do the groundwork.

If, just now, he had discovered in advance that the Qin gods were arriving and hidden himself in time, this farce could have been avoided.

Well, call it experience.

Thinking of it that way, it wasn’t unacceptable.

So—time to press on.

Without hesitation, Ye Yu moved again.

Next, he arrived in Dongliang Valley.

This place held the graves of more than a hundred god-level powerhouses—large in number, remote in location, seldom visited.

For him, it was simply a perfect blessed land for

Demonic Conversion

.

Ye Yu was delighted, but he didn’t start immediately.

He circled Dongliang Valley a few times and used divine sense to inspect the surroundings.

After confirming no one was around, he set up an isolation barrier.

Only when all preparations were complete did Ye Yu halt and slowly descend to the valley floor.

Yes—this was the spot.

Begin.

Ye Yu formed a seal with both hands and cast

Demonic Conversion

.

“Rise.”

One breath. Two breaths. Three breaths...

Why is there no movement at all?

The mark on the map should be correct.

He could sense the fallen gods beneath the earth.

So why no response?

Unconvinced, Ye Yu shifted to another spot and cast

Demonic Conversion

again.

This time, something happened—

But instead of the imagined god emerging, only a single arm appeared.

Ye Yu was puzzled, but a guess had already taken shape.

Most likely, when they fell, the divine body was shattered.

If so, no matter. Worst case, he would piece one together.

He continued.

Soon, another arm surfaced.

Then a torso, then a left leg, a right leg, then another right leg, and another right leg...

Before long, Ye Yu found himself perplexed.

Three heads and six arms he could accept—but three arms and nine legs? That stretched comprehension.

And most pieces were damaged.

Not the clean, flat cuts left by sword qi, but irregular tears.

It looked like... it looked like...

Ye Yu narrowed his eyes and leaned in to examine.

Just then, a figure shot straight up from the ground.

Ye Yu snapped into a defensive stance and looked up—only to see a fat youth.

Before he could speak, the youth asked in a low voice, “Did you come to steal my food?”

At that, Ye Yu’s face changed.

“You’re... eating gods?”

The youth stretched, glanced around, and, seeing no one else nearby, gave a cold little laugh. “Don’t be so prim. You came here for the same reason—to eat these divine bodies, didn’t you?”

Ye Yu was about to answer when the youth drifted down, step by step, speaking as he walked. “Relax. I’m the same as you—a beast god. I’m a vulture, and you’re a black bear.”

“My name is Tu Shang. I’ve been in Dongliang Valley for more than three hundred years.”

“I’ll be frank—you’re late. The gods here are almost all eaten by me.”

“If you want to eat, this is all that’s left.”

“I can generously let you have it. How about it?”

Ye Yu shook his head.

“I’m not interested.”

He turned to leave.

He could clearly feel that this youth named Tu Shang was concealing his cultivation.

He couldn’t sense any divine power at all.

Under those conditions, Ye Yu chose self-preservation first.

But before he had taken two steps, Tu Shang spoke again. “Wait. You really came alone?”

“In that case, why don’t you stay?”

In truth, the reason Tu Shang hadn’t attacked Ye Yu at once wasn’t any kindness.

Nor did he mean to share divine bodies.

What he wanted was to use divine sense to check whether other gods were nearby.

He knew full well that what he did offended heaven and reason.

It put him in the category everyone wanted to beat to death.

But as a vulture, devouring divine bodies was his way to grow stronger.

He had no choice.

So for three centuries, Tu Shang had hidden himself in Dongliang Valley, quietly growing.

When he saw Ye Yu arrive this time, he thought it was a demon-slaying, monster-cleansing party.

He had intended to keep hiding and not show himself.

But who could have predicted that Ye Yu would extract the last remaining divine bodies here?

To defend those remains, he revealed himself.

And then pretended magnanimity by offering to share.

However, when he learned Ye Yu had truly come alone, Tu Shang grew a little excited.

After so long, he didn’t mind changing his palate today—to taste whether bear-beast runs salty or bland.