Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1839: Chapter 1881: Reputation

The Buddha Lord’s eyes shifted slightly, his expression solemn: "You’re saying... Tongyuan Realm Master?"

The Fengdu Domain Lord said weakly, "He failed to possess the Supreme Ancient Saint’s corpse, so he had to settle for second best and seek the body of the Lord of the Nine Domains..."

"And my injuries... I can’t hide them from him..."

The Buddha Lord and the twelve Buddha Venerates all wore grim expressions.

The return of Tongyuan Realm Master’s Remnant Soul was a great joy for the Hell Realm, but it also brought an enormous problem.

Whose body would he seize to rebuild his cultivation?

This was a Saint Realm existence. He wouldn’t even look at an ordinary Asura Emperor’s body; only the Lord of the Nine Domains could barely catch his eye.

Now that the Fengdu Domain Lord was on the verge of death, her body was about to be left vacant.

However, if the Fengdu Domain Lord’s body were to be possessed by one of her own clan, that would be one thing; but if Tongyuan Realm Master possessed it, would Tongyuan in the future be counted as a member of the Youmei Asura Clan, or of the Creation Asura Clan?

This concerned the future fate of an entire race; naturally, the Fengdu Domain Lord was unwilling to hand her remains over to Tongyuan Realm Master.

The Buddha Lord pondered and said, "We’ll block him. What about you?"

The Fengdu Domain Lord tremblingly took out from her sleeve a black dagger, identical in shape to the Angel Blade.

"I will destroy this body myself and shatter his hopes!"

The Buddha Lord said no more, pressing his palms together: "We will do our best."

Though he was only a Remnant Soul, he had once been a Realm Master. How much influence he still held upon returning to the Youmei Asura Clan was hard to say.

If he summoned an Asura Emperor of the clan, then things would become unpredictable.

The Fengdu Domain Lord said weakly, "I won’t make things difficult for you. Once I’ve finished explaining the aftermath to my clan, I will end myself at once."

"Now... remove the Buddha Light..."

The Buddha Lord revealed a trace of sorrow, slowly withdrawing the Buddha Light, and said, "May the Domain Lord be reborn in Ultimate Bliss, free of illness and calamity. Amitabha."

The twelve Buddha Venerates all withdrew their Buddha Light one after another.

Without the support of the Buddha Light, what awaited the Domain Lord was the collapse of her consciousness and death.

But just then—

A calm and indifferent voice drifted over.

"No need. I’m already here."

Before them, the figure of a white-robed youth turned from illusion to solid, revealing himself.

His brows and features were delicate, his expression tranquil, his gaze gentle, yet he carried a sense of loneliness as though overlooking heaven and earth.

Who else could it be but Tongyuan Realm Master?

The Buddha Lord’s face changed slightly. He immediately joined with the twelve Buddha Venerates to shield the Fengdu Domain Lord in the center and said:

"This poor monk greets Tongyuan Realm Master."

Tongyuan Realm Master said indifferently, "Step aside."

As his voice fell, nine Asura Emperors and over a hundred Asura Kings appeared one after another around them!

The leading Asura Emperor’s aura was powerful and awe-inspiring, fully at the level of the Eighth Hell!

Moreover, he looked strange, bearing an enormous tiger head.

It was none other than the Red Sun Asura Emperor!

With his arms crossed over his chest, he stood proudly at Tongyuan Realm Master’s left side and said, "If you want a war between Asura Emperors to break out here, I’ve got no objections."

The Fengdu Domain Lord’s face shifted.

Her arrangements had been made too late; Tongyuan Realm Master had long since mobilized the Youmei Asura Clan’s powerhouses to Fengdu.

Once battle erupted, regardless of who won or lost, Fengdu would be blasted into ruins.

As the main battlefield of this great war, Fengdu had already suffered unprecedented devastation; the strong had withered, and the clansmen’s casualties were disastrous.

Another calamity now would only add insult to injury for Fengdu.

It was entirely possible they would follow in the footsteps of the Dark Shura Clan back then and be erased from the Hell Realm.

The Fengdu Domain Lord’s beautiful face showed a look of pain. She said weakly, "Don’t fight..."

"Let the Realm Master have this body... but please agree to one condition of mine..."

Tongyuan Realm Master stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking her, and said indifferently, "Speak."

The Fengdu Domain Lord said, "In this war, all my elder brothers and sisters have fallen. The bloodline of the Creation Asura Realm Master is about to be cut off."

"I earnestly beg Tongyuan Realm Master to make a trip to Central Earth and find the fetus in my mother’s womb from a thousand years ago."

The Buddha Lord silently sighed.

The Fengdu Domain Lord knew she could not stop Tongyuan Realm Master, so she could only take a step back and seek that little Saint Heir in the waters of rumor.

A thousand years ago, the Dugu Empress had been pregnant when she pursued them to Central Earth. Whether the fetus had died in her womb was unknown; how could there be talk of finding it?

Tongyuan Realm Master said, "I’ll send someone to look."

"Now, it’s time for you to go."

Within the Fengdu Domain Lord’s shattered eyeballs spread endless worry for her clan, but she could change nothing.

A thousand words turned into a single long sigh.

She slowly closed her beautiful eyes, waiting for her consciousness to collapse.

Who knew that at this moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, a trace of confusion filling her gaze.

Because she had actually sensed a bloodline of the same origin!

For a brief instant, she suspected this was an illusion before death.

Yet that same-origin bloodline sense not only failed to vanish, it grew clearer and clearer.

Snatches of Human Clan conversation also drifted over one after another.

"Is the scenery of the Hell Realm beautiful?" Jiang Fan, arm around the waists of two women, walked toward the Bone Hall.

Xu Youran was fine, moving freely.

But Yue Mingzhu was miserable; her little face had turned pale, her body weak and powerless, her legs trembling nonstop, only able to walk a few steps with Jiang Fan’s arm around her waist.

The reason was simple: after breathing in the dense Yin Qi of the Hell Realm for several days, she, at the Nascent Soul Realm, could no longer endure it.

Yue Mingzhu opened her small mouth and lightly bit Jiang Fan’s shoulder, but she didn’t even have the strength to bite. Weakly she said, "You don’t feel sorry for me and even laugh at me—you don’t love me anymore!"

Jiang Fan burst out laughing.

This was already with him continuously sending lightning into Yue Mingzhu, driving out most of the Yin Qi.

Otherwise, she would’ve collapsed long ago.

Xu Youran said, "You’re just weak right now. If you stayed here for a few years, the Yin Qi would even change your body."

Oh?

Yin Qi had such effects?

Jiang Fan recalled some things in his mind.

Just then—

A voice belonging to the Buddha Lord came from within the Bone Hall: "Martial Uncle, what brings you here?"

Hm?

Everyone in the hall showed looks of shock and doubt.

Even Tongyuan Realm Master frowned slightly.

Someone the Buddha Lord addressed as Martial Uncle—wouldn’t that be the Buddha’s Junior Brother?

Was there such a figure in the Buddha Domain?

The few Asura Emperors were on high alert; the Red Sun Asura Emperor was especially wary.

The Buddha’s Junior Brother—that background was a bit terrifying!

The Fengdu Domain Lord also opened her eyes wide, her face full of surprise.

Under everyone’s gaze, a Human Clan man and two women, chatting and laughing, stepped into the Bone Hall.

Jiang Fan swept his gaze across the hall and couldn’t help freezing. "Tongyuan Realm Master?"

Tongyuan Realm Master also recognized Jiang Fan at once, raising his brows: "It’s you? Jiang Fan?"

"The Human who blocked me from seizing the remains of the Supreme Ancient Saint!"

Upon learning he was Jiang Fan, the Asura Emperors and Asura Kings present exploded on the spot.

"So you’re that Human bastard who signed the ’Central Earth Treaty’?"

"Made us cede territory, pay indemnities, and even hand over women?"

"Don’t you dare leave—I swear I’ll smash your dog head in!"

"How many damn benefits did Red Sleeves take from you to actually sign such a treaty that humiliates and disgraces our realm?"

...

The ’Central Earth Treaty’ had already spread throughout the Hell Realm in just a few days.

It directly ignited the fury of the entire Asura Clan. For the first time, the Asuras of the Nine Domains and Eight Clans cast aside racial prejudice and jointly extended affectionate greetings to Jiang Fan and Red Sleeves, centered on their mothers and radiating out to all their relatives.

Even when the Ancient Giants descended, the Nine Clans hadn’t been this united.

Hey!

How had he just walked in and already gotten "greeted" like this?

Jiang Fan raised his brows and said, "Who are you talking to?"