428: East China Sea

As long as it wasn't too excessive, Wang Teng wouldn't hold it against them if they only saved a few.

After listening to Holy Monarch You Tian's report, Wang Teng slowly nodded.

"Very good, just keep doing this. There's no need to be apprehensive."

"If there's any trouble that can't be resolved, just notify me. But I don't think there will be, at least not man-made disasters."

"In the previous battle, almost everyone capable and daring enough to stop us came out.

Those who didn't come out then, now that the overall situation is settled, it's even less likely they'll come out."

"But don't be overly eager for success. Now that there is peace, it's best to proceed steadily. Such a crucial matter cannot afford the slightest error."

"Additionally..."

Although Wang Teng also wanted to implement it as soon as possible, he knew even more clearly that the bigger the matter, the less one could rush it, otherwise it would be easy for things to go wrong at a critical moment.

The current situation was very good, with ample time to prepare, reduce variables, and cope with any situations that might arise later.

"Yes."

Holy Monarch You Tian quickly responded.

It wasn't hard to see the fervent look on his face.

An Immortal!

A legendary existence, an existence that had disappeared for countless years.

If Wang Teng had a chance to succeed, it meant they might also have that chance.

Even if he ultimately couldn't succeed, witnessing the birth of an Immortal would leave him no regrets.

What's more, this Immortal's successful birth was with his participation and help.

"Mm, you may go. Remember what I've instructed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Holy Monarch You Tian immediately went to busy himself with the tasks Wang Teng had assigned earlier.

After sending him away, Wang Teng found a secluded dwelling and slowly closed his eyes.

He began to ponder, needing to continue calculating the feasibility of the operation in his mind.

He deduced every step of the plan, unexpected situations, countermeasures, arrangements, implementation... Acting after planning, this was how almost every cultivator who reached a high realm did things.

Not everything could be done with just passion and brute force; that wouldn't work... Eastern Sea.

After Chen De emerged from the Earth Immortal Realm, he immediately headed straight for the Eastern Sea.

With his current peak Mortal Realm strength, he could reach any part of the Four Profound Heavens in an extremely short amount of time.

Wang Teng left the Earth Immortal Realm earlier than Chen De, but arrived at his destination later than Chen De after coming out, even though the place he was going was closer than Chen De's.

Passing through the vast ocean, Chen De could clearly see that the entire sea area had been dyed red with blood.

Countless powerhouses dove into it, and soon after, large gouts of crimson surged up, spreading across the surface of the sea.

Chen De traveled hundreds of millions of kilometers; not a single sea area was clear. The smell of blood mixed with the scent of seafood assailed him.

Occasionally, he could still hear tragic cries, pleas for mercy, and wanton laughter... Just like the sea area in front of Chen De, which seemed to have once been a habitat for a mermaid tribe.

Broken limbs floated everywhere on the sea surface. Some were clearly chopped in half, bleeding to death, and one could still see the struggling expressions they had before dying.

Those with their hands and feet severed, reduced to human sticks, were ubiquitous.

Some were shattered into pieces, not even leaving a complete corpse.

Others had intact bodies but distorted features, wide eyes, unwilling to rest in peace, and expressions twisted to the extreme in pain.

This was a place far from the Five Profound Domains. This mermaid tribe seemed to have lived here for a long time, but ultimately could not escape their tragic fate.

The half-face full of hatred, resentment, and unwillingness that Chen De had seen when he passed by earlier, seemed to belong to their tribe's leader.

An Demon Emperor Realm expert, it should be correct.

But when the powerhouses from the Ancient Hall of the Earth Immortal Realm made their move, ordinary Demon Emperor Realm experts were completely meaningless against them.

The attacker seemed to have intentionally preserved their bodies, not completely destroying them into dust, but merely shattering them.

After all, refining all beings with blood surely requires bloodshed, right?

Soon, Chen De passed through this stretch of road.

And scenes like the one before him were numerous ahead, some even still unfolding.

When one doesn't possess sufficient strength, no matter how far one flees, one cannot control their own destiny.

The only thing that determines them is whether others want to or not.

When passing by those who were instigating the slaughter, none of them, without exception, discovered Chen De's presence.

Chen De also had no interest in them, and instead hurried along towards his destination.

Finally, he stopped on a distant, quiet, and peaceful small island.

The seawater here was still very clear; it didn't seem to have been stained red, and those who were slaughtering didn't seem to have reached here yet.

Chen De knew that this was merely a deliberate act by the people of the Ancient Hall.

Only because of the figure seated on this island.

After the last battle, the entire Ancient Hall knew of this figure's power.

Tantai Zhen, the Vice Hall Master of the Ancient Hall, a Great Accomplishment Sacred Lord, hailed as the number one person beneath Wang Teng.

Yet, in front of this figure, he was instantly killed with a single move, utterly defenseless.

For such a person, the Ancient Hall naturally avoided provoking him if possible.

Beyond this island, the sea area within a hundred thousand kilometers radius, with it as the center, was still a bloody red, with the color of blood everywhere in all directions.

If one were to ascend to a very high altitude and look down, it would appear as a small blue circle on a blood-red canvas.

To prevent the crimson from seeping in, the people of the Ancient Hall had specifically set up purification methods at a certain distance, similar to filtering.

And they kept the seawater flowing to ensure that the area within the range was not affected in the slightest.

This was the benefit of strength: even if you didn't speak, others would revolve around you, considering your thoughts before doing anything, even if you were completely indifferent.

Chen De slowly descended, coming to stand behind that figure.

From this vantage point, it was exactly as it had been when he last visited; the other party seemed to have not changed at all.

"East Sea Sword Saint!"

Chen De called out his title, not bothering to conceal the aura emanating from his body.

Perhaps hearing someone call him, or perhaps sensing Chen De's aura, the figure trembled slightly!

His eyes gradually regained focus, but still appeared somewhat unfocused.

Slowly turning his head and standing up, he looked at Chen De.

Chen De met his gaze.

"You are very strong!"

After a period of mutual observation, the East Sea Sword Saint suddenly spoke.

For some unknown reason, his tone seemed to faintly reveal a hint of excitement.

It was as if he had been longing for an opponent for a long time.

"You are also very strong!"

Chen De spoke truthfully; he truly perceived the East Sea Sword Saint's power.

Whether from the system map or his own sensing.

The East Sea Sword Saint, like him, was at the peak Mortal Realm, a true peak Mortal Realm!

Cultivating sword intent was a very subjective method; the stronger one's will, the stronger their sword intent would be.

Due to this unique characteristic, he had crossed many boundaries.

Chen De had reason to believe that if not for the existence of endless reincarnation, he would have already been an Immortal-level sword cultivator.