“…”

What kind of moment was that?

The previous instant, everyone inside and outside the entire Extreme Realm was completely immersed in Jian Chou’s earth-shattering desperate counterattack, as if sinking together with her into that exhilarating eruption, utterly captivated by this female cultivator’s most stunning strike, applauding and cheering in admiration.

The next moment, they heard this Chan Buddhist novice’s almost explosive declaration!

“What?”

“Yashan?”

“Senior Sister Jian Chou?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve never heard of—wait, holy shit, Yashan?!!”

Too many people, for too long, had not heard this name mentioned.

So much so that when they heard little novice Ding Neng’s words, they almost didn’t react at all, remaining confused for a very long time.

However…

Like a deep sea rolling with towering waves that suddenly quieted for a moment. But just an instant later, the volcanic lava that had been accumulating beneath the deep sea for so long erupted entirely from the earth’s cracks, triggering a world-destroying tsunami!

Countless people, after understanding this sentence, were all left dizzy and bewildered.

“What the hell kind of joke is this!”

“What’s going on?”

“Did I fucking hear wrong? This little bald donkey actually said this woman is from Yashan?”

“Holy shit…”

“Is it that Yashan?”

“This tournament is absolutely fucking cursed!”

…

For a moment, even the most refined gentlemen in the City of Wrongful Deaths couldn’t help but turn red-faced, their fingers trembling as they gripped their mystical rings, cursing loudly: “I’ll be damned if I believe this bullshit!”

Apart from profanity, there were no other specific words that could express their bewildered feelings at this moment.

Damn it all!

Whether it was true or false, curse first and ask questions later!

Heaven knows how many people were paying attention to this tournament!

Ever since the gimmick of Jian Chou being the “weakest Soul Bead Realm female cultivator in history” appeared, the number of people following this tournament had increased significantly compared to previous years.

Initially, most people bet that she wouldn’t make it past the third level and would surely die a horrible death!

But who could have imagined that this female cultivator, who looked like she could be crushed by a single finger, this weakling, not only wasn’t hunted down and killed by various masters, but repeatedly turned defeat into victory through various shocking methods!

Even Zhang Tang and Lihan, the top favorites to win this tournament, had teamed up with her.

Before entering the eighteen levels of hell, she countered Xing Fei’s sneak attack.

Upon first entering the Ice Hell, at the summit, she escaped through the cracks during the battle between Zhong Lanling and the red-clothed female cultivator who was Shanglu’s incarnation.

Before the Ice Hell’s Prison Warden, she once used the Void Demon Umbrella to force back Sima Languan.

Above the Hot Hell’s volcanic rock lake, she opened the Void Demon Umbrella, changing the colors of heaven and earth, causing Pan Hexun, a proud son of the Ghost King clan, to perish in the Nine Netherworld!

Along this journey, how many powerful enemies had she encountered?

Up to the seventeenth level of hell, she first encountered an ambush from the Snowy Region Secret Sect, then battled Shanglu, and when about to enter the eighteenth level, was ambushed again by Sima Languan.

Until just now, with a single strike, she had beaten these two new-generation talents of the Extreme Realm into complete defeat!

Such terrifying, overwhelming power!

Such unprecedented and wondrous magical arts!

And such shocking, irresistibly admirable bearing of a strong warrior!

Though everyone was curious about her background, her origins, her experiences, and who stood behind her.

These curiosities and suspicions didn’t diminish everyone’s admiration for her in the slightest!

No one would doubt it!

Once she emerged from this tournament, invitation letters from the Ten Great Ghost Clans and the Eight Directions Yama Halls would probably fall into her hands like snowflakes.

Who knew if she might not become the next great judge to overturn the winds and clouds, or even…

Become the new Yama Lord who commands the Extreme Realm?

But at this moment, at this moment when victory was almost decided, what did they hear?

Yashan!

It was actually Yashan!

These two words, to the entire Extreme Realm, were nothing short of a nightmare!

Ghost cultivators with limited cultivation years, or those who didn’t know enough about the Extreme Realm’s history, might not have particularly deep feelings about this. However, for those who had memories of the Ten Sexagenary Cycle War, or who knew what the word “Yashan” truly meant, they gasped and even their faces began to twitch!

This was madness!

This tournament was truly going mad!

After the Ten Sexagenary Cycle Yin-Yang Realm War, cultivators from the Nineteen Continents, except for the Buddhist sect, could no longer enter reincarnation.

But just now, this little bald donkey from the Chan sect actually said Jian Chou came from Yashan, and was even some kind of Senior Sister from Yashan?

Damn, anyone could tell this title was suspicious!

How was this possible?

With the Shitian Creation Array completely undamaged, with the Nineteen Continents cultivators having not yet regained control of reincarnation, how did she come here?

And she even had the audacity to participate in the tournament!

Under everyone’s watchful eyes!

Was she crazy, or did the little bald donkey recognize her wrongly, or was the entire Extreme Realm… about to face great calamity?

The old-timers from that battle six hundred years ago were now mostly in high positions.

But at this moment, sitting in the gates of the Ten Great Ghost Clans, or at the highest levels of the Eighteen Levels Above Ground Tower, or even in some corner of the Eight Directions City, waves of panic arose in their hearts…

Anyone who had experienced it could never forget…

The Ten Sexagenary Cycle, the Yin-Yang Realm War.

Cultivators from the Nineteen Continents surged like tidal waves; across the millions of miles of evil earth in the Extreme Realm, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere!

How many ghost cultivators’ souls perished forever?

And then there were those thousand cultivators from Yashan, buried in the Yellow Springs…

That day, the eternally dark firmament of the Extreme Realm was as bright as daylight.

It was the thousand-plus flying swords of Yashan cultivators that rose from the battlefield where their masters had fallen, their magical artifact radiance illuminating the dark night, breaking through the cold void, crossing the separation between the Yin and Yang realms, returning to their “armory”…

That day was the day the war ended.

That day was called “White Night” by the surviving cultivators of the Extreme Realm!

Ten sexagenary cycles ago, one battle nearly annihilated the entire Yashan!

Ten sexagenary cycles later, were they about to make a comeback?

Heavy wariness, accompanied by deep-seated fear, surged from the deepest parts of their souls at this moment, layer upon layer, all settling on that figure racing across the eighteenth level of hell, becoming a trembling that came from the very heart…

Even in the Eight Directions Yama Halls, thunder crashed like a bolt from the blue!

Yashan…

For them, the fear brought by these two words would only be deeper and heavier than for others!

Earlier, they had seen traces of the “Heaven-Overturning Seal” in this female cultivator’s magical arts, even speculating that she might have some connection to Immortal Wuzhong.

But now this Chan Buddhist novice spoke with such certainty, saying this female cultivator came from Yashan?!

From Lord Qin Guang to the Wheel-Turning King, for a moment, all were so shocked they couldn’t speak.

After a long while, Lord Wu Guan, who looked like a youth, lightly furrowed his handsome eyebrows, but deep murderous intent flashed in his eyes: “When they encountered the Snowy Region Secret Sect earlier, didn’t that Secret Sect’s Zongtu also call her ‘Senior Sister’?”

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately recalled this detail.

It was just that when Zongtu addressed her that way, Jian Chou hadn’t acknowledged her identity. And at that time, the word “Yashan” hadn’t been mentioned at all.

But now, comparing the two situations, they matched extraordinarily well!

But…

If she was a female cultivator from Yashan, how could she possibly have infiltrated the Extreme Realm? If she was a female cultivator from Yashan, how could she have entered the tournament without anyone knowing?

And most ironic of all, this female cultivator was this tournament’s biggest sensation!

Right under their noses, clearly and obviously, yet she had deceived heaven and crossed the sea!

It was like a slap delivered mercilessly across their faces!

These Yama Lords, even during the Yin-Yang Realm War, when had they ever suffered such humiliation?

For a moment, towering rage and killing intent arose in their hearts!

Lord Qin Guang, standing at the highest point of the great hall, his majestic eyes concealed layer upon layer of gloom, thick as blood that couldn’t be waved away or wiped clean!

This tournament was under his supervision.

And Jian Chou, this female cultivator who obviously had something fishy about her, was personally approved by him, and he had even personally sent several trump cards over, arranging for several people to “look after” her during the tournament!

Yashan was the mortal enemy of the Extreme Realm!

Now he, the Yama Lord of the First Hall, the highest and most powerful existence in the Extreme Realm, had actually been making wedding clothes for a Yashan cultivator, even arranging people to protect her!

“Marvelous! Hahahaha, truly marvelous!”

In that instant, Lord Qin Guang recalled all the details before and after this tournament, and really couldn’t hold back. Whether he truly appreciated Jian Chou or was laughing at how these Yama Lords had been blind, he clapped his hands and burst into laughter!

“Truly worthy of being a Yashan cultivator—what excellent origins, what excellent courage!”

Lord Qin Guang had always held the highest position, a special existence in the Extreme Realm.

When had anyone ever heard him laugh in such an abnormal manner?

For a moment, their hearts were shocked, and they could only guess at something, turning to look back.

They saw that at this moment, Lord Qin Guang’s eyes, flashing with deep purple light, were staring fixedly at that figure on the light screen. His right hand, which had been kept behind his back, suddenly raised high!

“Boom!”

In that instant, the entire Yama Hall, and even the entire Eight Directions City, was enveloped by a terrifyingly powerful force!

In the eighteenth level of hell, Jian Chou was still standing in the void.

The little Chan novice’s words were truly “shocking beyond belief,” shaking the inside and outside of the Extreme Realm like thunder across the ground, but falling on Jian Chou’s ears, wasn’t it also like a thunderbolt from a clear sky?

She had never imagined that at such a crucial moment, someone would expose her identity with a single word!

The Western Sea Chan Sect!

With all her calculations, how could she have calculated this?

Buddhist cultivators could naturally enter reincarnation.

Buddhism even used this convenience to send cultivators from their sect into the Extreme Realm for special cultivation. This part of the people, namely the cultivators of the Chan and Secret sects, retained their memories from the Nineteen Continents.

Because of the Nine Heavens Tablet, it was quite normal for some among them to have heard of her.

But for someone to have seen her with their own eyes was an extremely remote possibility.

But who could have imagined that there happened to be one here who had secretly run out to watch Zuo Sanqian’s small gathering and had a deep impression of her?

On the altar, most of the Chan sect cultivators standing not far from Ding Neng still hadn’t reacted.

But Fu Chaosheng, who was also standing on this altar, heard this and his hand trembled, his heart chilled!

In that instant, if he hadn’t tried his best to restrain himself, he would have already struck out with a palm, directly sending this loose-tongued little monk to the Western Paradise!

Even Zhang Tang, who was standing not far away with a solemn expression, almost couldn’t maintain his composure, the corners of his eyes twitching almost imperceptibly.

Both of them knew something about Jian Chou’s background!

Who could have imagined that exposure would come at this most critical moment?

Fu Chaosheng had quietly clasped his hands behind his back, while a slight gleam flashed in his eyes as he simultaneously activated the Universe Eye and Cosmos Eye, covering the entire vast Extreme Realm!

Information rushed in like a tidal wave.

But he just stood there motionless, his body tense, looking toward Jian Chou—

At that moment, when their gazes collided, both understood equally—

Run!

There was no need for any hesitation, no need to hold any false hopes!

Everyone knew that the most critical moment had arrived.

Her earlier shocking battle, even if the Yama Lords weren’t personally watching, the elders of the Ten Great Ghost Clans and the judges of the Eight Directions Yama Halls couldn’t possibly all be ignoring it.

A Yashan cultivator, appearing in the Extreme Realm without anyone knowing, even participating in the tournament?

Such news would probably reach the Yama Lords in an instant, and how could she possibly have a good outcome then?

What kind of decisive character was Jian Chou?

Almost in that instant, she had already made her decision. She didn’t even glance at Sima Languan and Shanglu on the ground, who were just one strike away from submission, and without hesitation, turned and headed toward the other end of the ruins!

There was the edge of the eighteenth level of hell;

There was shrouded by a strange and chaotic force of chaos;

There flowed a turbulent current of time and space;

There—

Stood the Shitian Creation Array that separated the Yin and Yang realms!

With the Dijiang Wind and Thunder Wings, what terrifying speed did Jian Chou possess?

With just a flutter of her wings, she heard wild winds howling and roaring in her ears, lightning crackling and exploding around her, and her entire being directly transformed into a golden bolt of lightning, piercing through the dark long sky!

In the eyes of countless people in the Extreme Realm, how similar was this to the scene when thousands of cultivators’ magical artifacts flew through the air that year?

A nightmare-like similarity!

The massive phantom of the Great Vow Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva swept past;

The completely ruined city passed by;

The desolate wasteland riddled with countless ravines also passed by!

The closer she got, the faster her speed became!

On the ground, countless streams of heaven and earth spiritual energy leaped up together, as if they had finally found an outlet, all pouring into Jian Chou’s body.

At this moment, she was like a blazing sun hanging at the edge of the sky!

One flutter of wings, one instant, and she had already arrived before the Shitian Creation Array!

The stone bead given by Immortal Wuzhong in her sleeve was now burning almost scalding hot!

The time had come!

In this instant, she had no hesitation, no delay. Her wide sleeves directly swept toward the array formation so close at hand!

“Swoosh!”

A sharp whistling sound!

That stone bead immediately shot out like an arrow from a bow, continuously flying toward the Shitian Creation Array!

One inch!

One foot!

One zhang!

Ten zhang!

…

As it continuously approached the Shitian Creation Array, it spun rapidly and grew larger, becoming a terrifyingly large stone sphere in just moments!

A strong spatial fluctuation appeared on the surface of the stone sphere!

Faintly, a moon-white figure had already emerged—it was her body, stored within by Immortal Wuzhong!

At this moment, the entire Extreme Realm exploded with a “boom!”

Who could have imagined that this female cultivator actually had a physical body! She was trying to cross the Shitian Creation Array and return to the Nineteen Continents!

Countless people cried out in alarm!

Just a hair’s breadth, just that much difference!

The stone bead was about to release Jian Chou’s physical body, and the next moment she could achieve soul-body fusion!

But just at this moment, that aura descending from the Eight Directions City finally enveloped the entire eighteenth level of hell, vast and magnificent, sweeping across heaven and earth!

“My Extreme Realm is not a place you can come and go as you please!”

The mighty voice, like rolling thunder, exploded throughout the entire range of the eighteenth level of hell!

The Great Vow Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva that had been standing above the snow-white temple, towering between heaven and earth, finally opened His tightly closed eyes in this instant.

But it wasn’t the compassionate gaze of any Buddha or Bodhisattva.

Instead, it was—

Lord Qin Guang’s eyes that dominated life and death!

“Boom!”

A tremendous crash!

The Great Vow Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s originally joined hands also separated at this moment, His massive golden right palm, carrying the power to topple mountains and shake peaks, struck toward Jian Chou before the Shitian Creation Array—

One palm thundered down!

No one could distinguish whether this was truly a palm from the Buddha realm or from hell!

*One step to Nascent Soul!