Hell Emperor.

Chapter 559 Serpent Envoy

"So what if you're free?"

Shen Qingge looked back at Ye Jie, her gaze indifferent, her brows furrowed with frost.

"The world is vast, and troubles and worries are everywhere. Even if you regain your freedom, you will not be truly free if your mind is distracted."

Ye Jie was taken aback, feeling that Shen Qingge's words had a hidden meaning, and then he heard her say:
"Now I understand why the Taiyin Ancestor punished me to come to Beiming to reflect on my mistakes. During this time, I have been plagued by distracting thoughts. If it weren't for the sword intent left by Fairy Beichen, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to comprehend all of this for a long time. I will not leave. I will stay here and seek true peace."

"What……"

Ye Jie was stunned. After receiving the inheritance of Fairy Beichen, Shen Qingge's state of mind underwent a tremendous change. Compared with before, she was completely different. Now, she was like a true sword immortal, with only indifferent and desolate emptiness in the depths of her eyes.

"How could this be? I remember you missed your other companions and Moth quite a bit before you parted ways. Is it possible that the realization of peace is more important to you than Moth? Could it be that the sword intent left behind by Bei Chen has affected your thinking? Indeed, inheritance is not so easy to obtain; it might be a trap!"

Ye Jie's tone was urgent, to which Shen Qingge simply replied:

"This matter has nothing to do with Fairy Beichen; it was my own decision. As for E'er, she is now fully grown, and even among the past masters of the Xuan Nu Sect, her strength would rank among the top. She no longer needs my guidance. She has received my true teachings and has begun selecting the next generation of Xuan Nu successors. As her master, I have completed my task of teaching her. From now on, she must walk her own path."

Finally, she turned her gaze to the endless, deep ocean in the distance: "Staying here is my best choice. My mind is made up, and you don't need to try to persuade me anymore. To repay you for taking care of me all this way, I will go with you to the Abyss of the Underworld, and then we will part ways."

Having said that, no matter how Ye Jie questioned her, Shen Qingge remained silent. Unable to persuade him, Ye Jie had no choice but to leave. Shen Qingge gazed at his retreating figure, her cold eyes slowly closing, the only sound the echoing crash of the cold tide reaching her ears.

Seeing Ye Jie return, Li Feie asked curiously, "What happened? Where is Master? Is she coming with us to search for the Underworld Emperor's Seal?"

After a pause, Li Feie seemed to remember something amusing and said to Ye Jie:
"By the way, I read some of the sect's records before. The Underworld Emperor's Seal you're looking for is actually a divine artifact. It not only symbolizes the identity of the Underworld Emperor, but it can also open the gates of the Underworld and release ghost soldiers. Its effects are truly extraordinary..."

As she spoke, Li Feie keenly noticed that Ye Jie's expression was unusual, so she asked, "Why do you look so pale? Did Master say something to you? Tell me quickly."

Ye Jie sighed and then relayed all of Shen Qingge's previous words to Li Feie.

After hearing Ye Jie's words, Li Feie was filled with disbelief: "You mean... Master is going to leave us and seek peace alone in Beiming? Why would she do such a thing? No, this can't be her idea. It must be something that Fairy Beichen instilled in her. Maybe... Master has already been possessed by Fairy Beichen!"

Ye Jie's lips twitched. Although he could tell that Shen Qingge was not in a good state, it was far from the exaggerated possession that Li Feie had described.

"Possession and such, isn't that a bit too much? However, long before Qingge received the inheritance of Fairy Beichen, I saw that she looked depressed and her heart was in turmoil. I suppose that at that time, she was troubled by worries and wanted to seek peace."

In the end, Ye Jie was also puzzled, not understanding what could be causing Shen Qingge more worry than the joy of their reunion.

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The Cave of Ten Thousand Snakes.

With the end of the battle atop Broken Sky Peak, the pure white jade tablet hanging at the heart of the snake bone altar, which shone brightly in the cave, turned to ashes with a bang.

"The cave owner's jade tablet... is broken?"

"How could this be? We must have seen wrong... With the Cave Master's strength at the seventh level, who in this continent could possibly harm him? How could his jade tablet have shattered?"

"The jade tablet is broken, which also means that the cave master has met with misfortune. Without the cave master and without the blood of Xuanwu, our plan has completely failed..."

The shattering of the jade tablet sent a very ominous signal to the immortals in the cave, meaning that the cave master was dead.

Without the cave master's leadership, the numerous snake immortals of the Ten Thousand Snake Cave immediately scattered like a pile of sand.

Snakes are inherently cold-blooded, cruel, and cunning. Without a leader, let alone resurrecting the snake god, it would be a miracle if they didn't start fighting amongst themselves.

"We must avenge the Cave Master! I remember the Cave Master went to the Northern Underworld to retrieve the Xuanwu Blood. Whoever killed the Cave Master, we must make them pay the price and let them experience the might of the Ten Thousand Serpent Cave. We must not let any murderer go unpunished!"

"Although the Cave Master is dead, the plan must continue; this is our top priority. Nothing is more important than resurrecting the Serpent God, and we must not let other matters distract us. As for revenge, once the Serpent God descends, no enemy will be able to escape!"

"Even the Cave Master is dead, and you still want to resurrect the Serpent God? It must be our actions that have angered the Heavenly Court, which is why the Cave Master met such a tragic end... If we don't stop now, everything will be over, and we will be the ones who die. It would be best to have our disciples keep a low profile and avoid showing off."

"Say whatever you want, I'm not getting involved. Once this ordeal is over, I'll lie low for a hundred years and be a hero again. You can figure it out yourselves."

The crowd discussed the matter endlessly. Some wanted to avenge the cave master, some wanted to resurrect the snake god, and some simply ran away, not wanting to be involved in the disaster that followed.

With the death of the Cave Master, everyone in the Ten Thousand Serpent Cave felt threatened. They had poured too much effort into resurrecting the Serpent God, slaughtering countless immortal sects and making many powerful enemies. If the Cave Master were still alive, he could still suppress those dissatisfied immortals with his seventh-level cultivation. But now that the Cave Master was gone, they would probably be next. It was a scene of chaos and destruction.

"quiet."

Just then, a cold whisper silenced all the commotion in the room. Under that cold whisper, no one dared to utter a word, not even a hiss, for doing so would be considered a provocation and would be subject to the most severe punishment.

"Serpent Envoy... Now that the Cave Master is gone, do you have any good ideas?" All eyes focused on the Serpent Envoy, who was wearing a black robe and holding a snake staff. The Serpent Envoy's back was bent, and he looked hunched over, but no one dared to underestimate him. In the ritual of the resurrection of the Serpent God, he gave his all.

No one has ever seen the Serpent Envoy make a move, but rumors occasionally circulate that the Serpent Envoy, who comes from the Western Beast Form Palace, is probably even stronger than the Lord of the Ten Thousand Serpent Cave.

"Although the cave master is dead, the ritual must continue."

The snake-like envoy's words immediately gave everyone a sense of security, and their eyes shone with hope.

The people of the Ten Thousand Serpent Cave were quite concerned about the resurrection of the Serpent God. As long as the Serpent God descended to earth, they, the serpents, would naturally reap the benefits. Now that the cave master was dead, the Serpent Envoy had become the most authoritative person in the Ten Thousand Serpent Cave, and his words caused great agitation among the people.

A snake immortal with green eyes scoffed, "The cave master went to the Northern Sea to obtain the blood of Xuanwu. Without the blood of Xuanwu, we lack the most important material as a catalyst. How can we revive the snake god?"

The serpent-shaped envoy sneered, "There are more than just the blood of Xuanwu that can summon back the supreme serpent god. Here I have the precious blood you need. It's up to you whether you dare to use it."

The Green-Eyed Serpent Fairy, of course, did not believe it: "Our Serpent Sect originated from one of the branches of Xuanwu. What kind of serpent blood is more noble than Xuanwu blood? In my opinion, you are just lying to us. The blood you presented is not serpent blood at all! I am not participating anymore. Do whatever you want."

After saying that, the Green-Eyed Serpent Immortal turned to leave, but halfway there, his entire body froze in place, and his skin lost its former luster, turning into a lifeless grayish-white.

The expressions of the people nearby changed slightly. The changes in the Green-Eyed Serpent Fairy were far too unusual. Someone mustered up their courage, walked up to the Green-Eyed Serpent Fairy, and pushed her with their hand. What they felt in their palm was not the normal sensation of touching a living creature, but rather an icy coldness.

The Green-Eyed Serpent Immortal collapsed with a thud, his body still maintaining the stiff posture from before. Upon closer inspection, he had turned into a stone, devoid of any life force.

Everyone fell silent. Even though the Serpent Envoy didn't say a word, it was clear to everyone that the dramatic change in the Green-Eyed Serpent Fairy was entirely the work of the Serpent Envoy.

The Green-Eyed Serpent Immortal, whose cultivation level was at the early stage of the sixth rank, fell silently at the hands of the Serpent Envoy. No one could even see what the Serpent Envoy had done. Just as the rumors said, the Serpent Envoy's true strength was probably even more terrifying than that of the Cave Master!
After a brief moment of shock, a surge of ecstasy filled everyone's hearts. They had thought that without the Cave Master, the Ten Thousand Serpent Cave's long-cherished plan was about to come to naught. Unexpectedly, they had a powerful ally like the Serpent Envoy by their side. With the Serpent Envoy's help, the descent of the Serpent God was no longer a fantasy.

The thief with tangled hair, resembling an upside-down snake, spoke respectfully: "May I ask, Snake-Form Envoy, without the blood of Xuanwu, what blood do you intend to use to summon back the long-extinct Snake God?"

The serpentine envoy sneered coldly: "If we don't have the blood of the tortoise and serpent, then of course we have to use the blood of the true dragon. There is an inseparable connection between the dragon and the serpent. If we use the blood of the true dragon, we can surely summon back the serpent god."

Snake Eyes frowned: "We certainly know that the blood of the True Dragon can replace the blood of the Black Tortoise. However, the conditions for using the blood of the True Dragon in the resurrection ritual are much more stringent than those for the blood of the Black Tortoise. Simply put, at least the blood of the Nine-Turn Divine Dragon is needed to resurrect the Snake God based on the connection in the bloodline."

Snake Eyes' words were met with enthusiastic agreement from the other elders in the cave:
“That’s right… We’ve already done our research; it has to be the blood of the Nine-Turn Divine Dragon.”

"If the blood of the Nine-Turn Divine Dragon were available, the Cave Master would have no need to obtain the blood of the Black Tortoise."

"The Nine-Turn Divine Dragon only exists in legends, and it can never be seen on this continent. So where can we find the blood of the Nine-Turn Dragon?"

Many elders sighed repeatedly. They had considered the method mentioned by the serpentine envoy, but while it was easy to think about, it was extremely difficult to actually implement.

Not to mention where to find the rare Nine-Turn Divine Dragon, even if we did find it, how would we obtain its true dragon blood? If we had the strength to easily obtain the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood, we probably wouldn't even need to resurrect the Serpent God.

As everyone was filled with bitterness, the serpent-like envoy seemed to have expected this, and took out a small bottle from his robes.

As soon as the small bottle was produced, a holy and precious light spread out, and a faint fishy fragrance entered everyone's nostrils. It exuded an intoxicating and decadent aroma, causing everyone to become restless, not only breathing rapidly but also widening their eyes.

"What kind of blood is this that exudes such a sacred aura..."

"If I could refine this blood, even just a single drop, my strength would surpass that of the former Cave Master! What exactly is this thing? How could it possess such allure?"

The elders were astonished. A mere small bottle of blood had caused the entire Serpent Cave to go crazy. If it weren't for the Serpent Envoy's strength, these elders would have already started fighting over the blood in the small bottle, willing to pay any price to possess it!

Snake's eyes flickered; her keen eyesight made her realize what was inside the bottle:
"Could this be the Nine Revolutions True Dragon Blood that can replace the Xuanwu Blood?"

Recalling the snake-like envoy's previous words, the elders' gazes towards him changed once again.

The blood of the Nine-Turn True Dragon is no ordinary blood. Even compared to the blood of the Black Tortoise, its value far exceeds that of any other blood. Yet, the serpentine envoy before them carried such a precious item with him, casting a veil of mystery over his existence in everyone's hearts.

Soon, the serpentine envoy's answer shocked the elders, even to the point of being terrified:
"You're right. What's in the bottle is the blood of the Nine-Turn True Dragon. Moreover, it's not just ordinary dragon blood, but the sacred blood of His Highness Moro. It's the perfect catalyst for resurrection."

Upon hearing this, the elders were all speechless with shock. They looked at each other, seeing only the shock in each other's eyes.

"The blood of Moro? That's actually the blood of the Lord of the Demon Palace..."

"The Lord of the Demon Palace stands atop the Nine Revolutions; all living beings on this continent combined are no match for her. To use her blood to resurrect the Serpent God is truly an act of humility..."

"With this vial of blood, the Serpent God will surely be able to descend into the world smoothly!"

After a brief moment of astonishment, boundless joy filled the hearts of every elder. This vial of blood was their only hope for resurrecting the Serpent God, and even the grief over the death of the Cave Master was completely overshadowed. With it, the Serpent God could descend smoothly!
(End of this chapter)