"Master, as you expected, he made it." The man in the white robe looked at the man in the simple white shirt with a smile on his face.

  The man in the white shirt nodded, "Ordinary people cultivate their qi, saints and sages cultivate their souls, and Dao Zun and Da Zun comprehend the Heavenly Way. Since he has made it through, and at the same time strengthened his soul and comprehended the Heavenly Way, he also has the qualifications to become a Da Zun. But whether he can become the third person depends on his future path, we should not interfere."

  That upright man bowed his head and said, "Master is right."

  "Let's go, we'll take a look at the Dao Realm. I heard that the person we've been eyeing has already become a Dao Lord. However, it takes 6,000 years of trials and tribulations, and 10 million years of quiet cultivation to become a Dao Lord, which is too slow. Who knows when one can become a Great Lord? And who knows if they even have the qualifications to become the third person."

  Cultivating for 6,000 years to become a Dao Zun, such speed is simply unattainable for ordinary people, let alone those Ming Shen and quasi-Zun level experts. Which Ming Shen level expert hasn't cultivated for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years? Not to mention the higher quasi-Zuns, they don't even dare imagine the realm of a Dao Zun. However, for these two, someone else cultivating for 6,000 years to become a Dao Zun is actually too slow.

  This is simply too much to ask for.

  But these two are qualified to say so, because they have cultivated the universe's highest peak of Da Zun for over a thousand years. And among the people they care about in the vast world, each one has a cultivation talent that ordinary people cannot understand. These people can come out with just one person and make all the Taoist masters ashamed. They want to find a third person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with them among these people. Yuan Ye is one of the candidates they care about, but they don't just care about Yuan Ye alone.

  Two mysterious figures came and went in a hurry, and in the next instant they had already gone to another world.

  Everything seemed to have not happened, under the water pool, Yuan Ye had already entered that mysterious state, unknowingly, Yuan Ye forgot his previous terrifying killings, and focused on diving into this wonderful world, time slowly lost in Yuan Ye's thoughts.

  In this dark world without day and night, Yuan Ye didn't know how long he had passed out, but he finally came to, or rather, it wasn't exactly correct to say that he came to, because he was clear-headed from start to finish, but he indeed felt a sense of waking up.

  Yuan Ye knew that his soul had been increasing at an extremely fast rate, and the source was from a Lingguo in his body and his own Hun Luo Da Dao Fa Mantra. This kind of soul power was enough to match up against ordinary Shura-level experts. In other words, later on, when Yuan Ye cultivated to the Shura realm, he would no longer worry about any hindrances in terms of his soul, and everything would go smoothly. At the same time, Yuan Ye's comprehension of the Heavenly Dao had also reached an unprecedented height, many knots in his heart that he couldn't untie before were now open, and many principles were instantly understood. The unbearable guilt and regret from his previous killings had also cleared up a lot.

  After an unknown period of time, Yuan Ye couldn't bear it anymore. His eyes suddenly opened wide, and a burst of light flashed in his eyes. In that instant, Yuan Ye fell from the realm of innate to reality, the water pressure was still there, he was still unable to breathe, but Yuan Ye no longer felt any discomfort.

  Wow!

  The sound of the water rose, and the pool water churned. Yuan Ye suddenly flew out of the pool. Right, flew. Yuan Ye had always been puzzled that his strength was not inferior to other martial emperors, and even stronger, but why could those martial emperors fly, while he couldn't?

  Today, Yuan Ye finally understood that Wu Di had already begun to cultivate his soul. This flight, apart from requiring strong power as an auxiliary, most importantly required a Wu Di-level soul strength and comprehension of the Heavenly Dao. Now, Yuan Ye not only possessed Wu Di's flying divine ability but even surpassed him, reaching the level of a high-ranking Shura cultivator. Wu Di could fly, his fighting spirit had already broken free from the cycle of life and death, while Shura could make their soul leave their body, wandering freely outside. Yuan Ye had mastered all these divine abilities. The problem was that Yuan Ye's cultivation was still at the level of a Martial King. In this mystical realm, Yuan Ye's martial energy became even stronger, but compared to his massive progress in terms of his soul and comprehension of the Heavenly Dao, it wasn't much. Now, Yuan Ye had reached the peak of being a Martial King, and killing any Wu Di wouldn't be a problem for him. However, this power was still too weak; if he were to make his soul leave his body, at most, it could only last for one second, which was too insignificant.

  Outside the Shui Tang, the dazzling sunlight shines down, and Yuan Ye, who has not seen the sun for half a year, feels a bit dazzled. Seeing this vibrant world again, Yuan Ye thought of the most bloody and cruel scene he had brought to this world.

  "Man is born weak, and dies strong. Grass and trees are born tender, and die withered. I, Yuan Ye, am now a heavily guilty person, and must hold on to great righteousness to correct my body!" Yuan Ye waved his hand and flew directly towards the city of Gu Yang. If it were the previous Yuan Ye, he would probably be unable to accept the fact that he had slaughtered an entire city, but now Yuan Ye's heart and understanding of the Tao had reached a very high level. In Yuan Ye's heart, it was clear that rather than living in painful memories of the past, it was better to do something now to make up for his mistakes.

  Outside the city of Gu Yang, Yuan Ye had been walking quietly, but he was getting more and more frightened. Although the Gu Yang City massacre had passed for more than half a year, rumors about him were still circulating widely. Even ordinary people had heard the terrifying legend of the "Evil Demon". The various evil deeds of Yuan Ye, this "Evil Demon", had long been spread throughout the streets and alleys, and almost everyone knew about them. Fortunately, it had been a long time since then, and not many people had seen Yuan Ye's true face. People's impression was mostly that he was three meters tall, with sharp fangs and eyes that flowed with deadly poison. Those dazzling rumors had already distorted Yuan Ye to the extreme.

  Yuan Ye did not enter the city, he carefully circled around Guyang City until darkness once again shrouded the earth. Yuan Ye then crossed over from a secluded place across the Ring City River and entered Guyang City. For several days in a row, Yuan Ye secretly investigated the whereabouts of Rui Xi, Xiao Hunqiu and others. However, by the fifth day, Yuan Ye had given up.

  It was already evening, the sky was overcast with dark clouds, and the ground was pouring down heavily. In a remote place, Yuan Ye held a notice in his hand, which described his evil deeds and called on righteous men to punish him.

  Even with his strong heart and high level of comprehension of the Tao, Yuan Ye's hands still couldn't help but tremble as he looked at the document. The rain had soaked through his clothes, dripping down his hair drop by drop, but Yuan Ye didn't even notice.

  Fifty thousand women and children, one by one beheaded, one by one torn to pieces! Such atrocities are truly intolerable to heaven and earth, and gods and humans alike are outraged. If Yuan Shao were to encounter such a person, he would certainly have them torn limb from limb, but it is precisely him who is doing all of this.

  "I didn't think I'd committed such a heinous crime, I thought it was just killing those pregnant women. Dammit! Yuan Ye forced a bitter smile and couldn't help but curse loudly, "Rui Xi is kind and gentle, Cen Sen has integrity, Xu Ziying has a broad mind, even Mu Rongqiang doesn't have any bad habits. They're all good people, what am I going to do by finding them now? Let them follow me, this demon, and become the target of everyone's scorn, or let them follow me and keep evading the pursuit of the world?"

  Yuan Ye tore up the document into shreds and let out another sigh of regret, "It seems that my arrival in this world is indeed a misfortune. Forget it!"

  "Little brother, why are you standing in the rain? Come in and take shelter."

  Yuan Ye's front door was gently opened, and a middle-aged man holding an umbrella came out, but saw Yuan Ye standing in the rain, and immediately shouted.