A crisp immortal voice sounded from the dome. Countless living beings in the entire Purple Clouds Heavenly Domain heard this immortal voice.
One by one, the ancient mighty figures came out of seclusion. Everyone looked in the direction of the Imperial Family's Ye Family.
" Could it be that Ye Clan's Emperor?"
"The immortal voice sounded and the Great Dao acknowledged it. Is the Ye family going to give birth to another immortal realm giant?”
The one who spoke was a thousand-foot-long golden-armored centipede. It was a Taigu Remain of the Saint Realm. Its aura was extremely terrifying. Its huge body flickered with a terrifying golden light, and its sharp claws seemed to be able to shatter the void.
"Another incredible figure. It seems that it's not safe to devour the human race in the Purple Clouds Heavenly Domain. I'd better go to the territory of the Dongkou Clan.”
As soon as it finished speaking, a hole appeared in the void. The Gold-armored Centipede slowly disappeared from its spot, leaving behind a terrifying aura that did not dissipate for a long time.
……
Ye Family Immortal Island.
Ye Wuchen continued to compress his limits. After the ninety-fifth attempt, he finally felt the difficulty that the old woman had mentioned.
"Phew…it's finally a little hard to compress.”
"It seems that I didn't have a problem with my cultivation.”
Ye Wuchen chuckled and muttered to himself. The elders and patriarchs of the Ye family were silent.
He had already compressed his limit more than ninety times. Even the Great Dao had acknowledged him, and he actually said that he was finally experiencing difficulty. This…this was ridiculous.
"95 times! Hahaha! This kind of quality was definitely unprecedented. Since the beginning of chaos, the number of creatures who could compress their bodies 95 times was probably less than one hand!”
The Supreme Martial Artist of the Ye Family in the worship forbidden area laughed like a child, not caring about his identity at all.
They had never felt so happy in thousands of years.
"That's right. Even after countless epochs, the Ye family will be destroyed, and the living beings in the world will still remember our reputation.”A Supreme Martial Artist's face was full of pride and exhilaration, and his heart was indescribably happy.
"With the Purple Clouds Seal on his head, the Chaos Immortal Sword in his hand, and peerless bones in his body, he will suppress everything in the Immortal Realm!”
"Haha! After the ancestor, the Ye family has another peerless monster. God bless our undying.”
While the few Ye Family Supreme Martial Artists were discussing, Ye Wuchen compressed his limit twice again!
Countless members of the Ye Family held their breaths. How many people were there in the world when the limit of compression was ninety-seven?
Moreover, it seemed like his Di Zi was going to continue.
"Seems like this little fellow wants to break through the limits of the immortal realms.”
A faint voice reverberated in the worship forbidden area. The Dizu Ye, who had not walked out of the small courtyard for tens of millions of years, actually made an exception this time.
"Di Zu."
"Di Zu."
The few Supreme Martial Artists of the Ye Family slowly appeared and bowed respectfully to Ye Yuanchan.
"Don't mind this old man, you can continue your discussion.”
Ye Wuchen casually sat on a wooden chair. With a wave of his hand, a mass of spiritual energy gathered into a scroll. Everything around Ye Wuchen clearly appeared on it.
On the futon, Ye Wuchen's forehead was dripping with sweat. When he reached the limit of the ninety-seventh compression, he was already unable to hold on any longer. However, he remembered what the old woman had said. If he could compress it one more time, he would. He gritted his teeth and adjusted his state again.
98th time!
Boom! The Spiritual Qi in his body was terrifyingly pure. Ye Wuchen almost couldn't hold on anymore.
Fortunately, the two stars were revolving, allowing him to forcefully endure it.
"It's a success!"
"Ninety-eight!"
The old woman guarding Ye Wuchen muttered to herself. Her eyes were in a daze. She even wondered if she was hallucinating.
"Hmm?"
Ye Yuanchan, who had always been calm, trembled slightly. The limit of compression was ninety-eight times. For countless years, there was only one creature in the Celestial Realm who could suppress Ye Wuchen.
That name was a taboo in the Immortal Realm. He had once compressed his limit ninety-nine times. After that, countless people were amazed, but no one could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
"Break!"
Ye Wuchen once again forcefully suppressed the restless spirit sea in his body. A huge force surged in his meridians, shaking the corner of his mouth until blood flowed out.
Pain spread from his internal organs.
Looking at Ye Wuchen's crazy look, the Ye family fell silent.
They asked themselves if they had the determination and boldness of Di Zi back then.
Ye Wuchen's eyes were red, and his aura was violent. He ignored the pain in his body and suppressed the Heavenly Abode Life Spring in his body.
"Since I've lived this life, I should be above others!”
Ye Wuchen shouted. He didn't know what the concept of compression limit of 99 times was, but the obsession in his heart made him unwilling to fall behind others.
"I am ashamed to see Di Zi's Dao Xin!”
A mid-Saint Ye Family Patriarch lowered his head. His eyes were filled with admiration for Ye Wuchen, but he also felt ashamed. His father had beaten him up countless times to force him to cultivate.
"I'm not as good as him."
Under an ancient tree, Ye Xuan sat on the ground dejectedly. An illusory image appeared in front of him. It was Ye Wuchen's compressed limit.
The short old man was still holding the wine in one hand and the chicken drumstick in the other. His face was filled with cynicism. When he heard Ye Xuan's words, he burped and said slowly,
"If you're inferior, then you're inferior."
"Although your talent is not bad, there are countless people who are more stunning than you in the past and present. Apart from causing him trouble, it would also affect his Dao heart.”
"Every mountain is higher than the other.”
"Your only opponent is yourself.”
When Ye Xuan heard this, he seemed to have understood something, and his eyes once again condensed with determination.
"Thank you for your guidance, Ancestor."
"Junior has come to a realization. There is only one enemy in this world, and that is me.”
"However, this junior will still challenge the Emperor. It's not for the sake of winning or losing, but for the sake of fulfilling my dao heart.”
The short old man took a deep breath and nodded at Ye Xuan in satisfaction." You're a promising child."”
In the spirit liquid pool, Ye Wuchen's expression was very ferocious. His body was in great pain, but his eyes were still filled with determination.
Ninety-nine times? The Di Zi was going to fail, right? However, this was already heaven-defying enough.
The Ye family members felt that it was a pity, but even if it was compressed to the limit of ninety-eight times, it was still the best in the world.
That was because so far in the Celestial Realm, other than the taboo that had achieved the compression limit of ninety-nine times, the second place had achieved ninety-seven times. Ye Wuchen had surpassed the second place.
"98 times! 98 times!"
The Ye Family's Supreme Martial Artist in the Worship Forbidden Area kept repeating this. They didn't think that Ye Wuchen could break the legend of 99 times.
Only Ye Yuanchang was still staring at Ye Wuchen, deep in thought.
Rumble!
A violent explosion sounded.
A soaring aura erupted from the spirit liquid pool.
" Ninety-nine times compression limit!"
"Di Zi…did it?"
A saint ancestor of the Ye family cried out in a hoarse voice as if he had gone crazy.
An even more terrifying sound rang out from the spiritual liquid pool. The aura of Taoist Connotation bloomed like a golden lotus, as if the chaos of heaven and earth had just opened. White light poured down from the ceiling.
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]