“If you’d knelt and begged at the start, I might’ve tossed a few bones for you to gnaw, dog. But you’re openly robbing me now, and that puts me in a foul mood.”
“You should know—those of us on the verge of godhood are very strong.”
As Ye Yu spoke, he flexed his wrists, stepped a half-pace due north, and stamped down.
The entire formation shattered.
With Heaven-Defying Comprehension, he could see every flaw in the array with perfect clarity.
He had waited until now for a simple reason: after simulating every option, he decided forcing a breakthrough was best—and it would vent his anger.
Seeing this, Cui Yachun’s eyes flew wide.
He knew full well how powerful those about to become gods were.
Robbing such beings was playing with fire.
Play it well—wealth and glory. Play it poorly—you burn to death.
So his first move was to run.
But it was already too late.
Ye Yu lunged, grabbed the other’s immortal robe, and hoisted him up.
Cui Yachun tried to resist, only to find the immortal force around him completely cut off.
Even his body turned ashen-gray,
like an ordinary mortal with no strength to truss a chicken.
The loss of control over his power made Cui Yachun profoundly uncomfortable.
He hurried to threaten instead.
“You—you can’t kill me! The moment you act, you’ll ascend to the God Realm and fail to finish what you intended. Then suppressing your realm would mean nothing!”
Ye Yu smiled faintly. “You think I still care?”
At that, Cui Yachun looked down—and saw the space at Ye Yu’s feet twisting completely.
That meant Ye Yu had chosen to burn the nets.
No—more precisely, the fish won’t die, but the net will truly tear.
At worst, Ye Yu would go straight to the God Realm; Cui Yachun, however, would truly die.
Ice water poured through Cui Yachun’s veins. His composure vanished and he begged, “I’m sorry. I deserve death—I truly deserve it! Please spare my life, friend. I’ll mend my ways from now on.”
Ye Yu shook his head slightly.
Too late to regret it now.
His right hand clawed at the air and ripped Cui Yachun’s soul out of his demon body.
While reading the memories in the man’s mind, Ye Yu pulled the notes from his robe and hurled them toward the Wuwei Tower.
A hundred li or so—he should be able to throw ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) that far. Hopefully nothing goes wrong in between.
Do all you can; leave the rest to fate.
The next second, the space around Ye Yu shattered.
When clarity returned, he was already in the God Realm.
His hand was empty.
There was no doubt—Cui Yachun’s soul couldn’t endure the trial of entry into the God Realm and was crushed to dust by the power of space.
It was a pity he hadn’t finished reading all the memories.
Even so, it wasn’t without gain.
At the very least, Cui Yachun’s memories confirmed that the Lower Five Realms had undergone huge changes recently.
Roughly two months ago—
around the time Ye Yu ascended in reality—
a golden pillar of light descended from the heavens and pierced through every plane.


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