Chapter 124: Let Us First Achieve Pure Yang

After directly communicating with the Demon Emperor and setting the course of future events, Chen Yang returned to the Fuxi Heavenly Court.

The Demon Emperor’s birthday was followed closely by the grand Fuxi Festival, with less than three years between the two.

How the Infinite Emperor would coerce Li Huang, and how the Profound Emperor would wrest the Profound Yellow Tower from the Infinite Emperor—none of these concerned Chen Yang. Fate was already sealed; no matter the turmoil along the way, the outcome was inevitable.

This grand festival differed from previous ones, which had only honored Fuxi.

The batch of military provisions left Commander Yang Juntai with a deep impression—not just because the grain had gone moldy, but because of the people escorting these supplies.

He muttered softly under his breath. With a flick of his black sleeve, a dense black aura of death surged from him. Instantly, two enormous white bone claws burst from the earth, perfectly anticipating the speed of the two charging figures and seizing them firmly.

Ling’er crouched before Qi Yang like a devoted believer, quietly awaiting his commands.

Moreover, both sides understood clearly that although the battle appeared to be reaching a fever pitch, the decisive moment had not yet arrived. Whether it was the hordes of evil beasts or the camp’s forces, both were still in a phase of attrition.

“Damn it, this is bad!” Qin Ling cursed inwardly. He hadn’t expected that the casually summoned demon would attract such powerful beings from all across Beast God Ridge to converge here.

Routine internal affairs had always been managed by the You family. Now, You spent almost every day with Qin Keqing, effectively taking orders from her. Occasionally, she would subtly probe Qin Keqing about her future plans.

Plum blossoms—why must you choose such a name? Why not call it Xie Baochai? Was that name also your doing?

The others quickly joined in with laughter. What a joke! Gu Zhu’s purple bamboo tea, a delicacy savored only by palace nobles—who wouldn’t want some?

“Alright then, better to seize the moment than wait for a better day. Tonight it is,” Shen Wei said playfully, blinking coquettishly as she leaned close to Xu You and whispered a few words. Her enticing gaze sent a shiver through him.

He naturally understood the meaning behind Qin Yun’s words—it was clearly a sneer directed at him.

Yet as Qin Yun faced the oncoming nine-segment whip, her eyes betrayed no emotion, remaining sharp and fierce like lightning.

Soon she rose, removing her skis to chase after Xia Mingming. Unfortunately, wearing flat shoes, she stumbled in her haste.

In Lin Yu’s heart, a curse was brewing. Not only did it look exactly like a mongrel dog, but its bark was disturbingly similar. Was she expected to command a dog to leap about in battle? And that dog would obediently yelp “woof woof” at the worst moments? Such a ridiculous scene left her mind in chaos.

Yun Qing pressed Emperor Ying repeatedly, determined to classify this matter as an epidemic rather than a demonic affliction.

Sure enough, the fourth heavenly thunder arrived on schedule, once again demonstrating the might of heaven and earth.

With the sudden gathering of dark clouds, thunderclaps far exceeding a million heavenly strikes echoed across the land, shaking the immortal Demon Slaying Formation and the Chaos Seal beneath the sky, causing them to tremble violently.

“Indeed, these are Qin Hao’s pawns. It seems he planned all along to strike only after we entered here!” Kun Ruosi remarked upon witnessing the scene.

The eagle’s eyes widened in disbelief. What on earth was happening?

The water sphere had been shattered, and Qin Fen’s energy was greatly depleted. Yet, under the guidance of his seal technique, the vital energy surged again toward the water vortex.

In Yu Hao’s heart, men had always been godlike beings. From watching his predecessors’ instructional videos to later joining the team and receiving guidance, this man had poured much effort into Yu Hao. Yu Hao had revered him as a faith and strived to climb toward his example.

“Don’t panic. He’s probably heading for the ninth floor. Let’s wait a minute or two to make sure he’s in the elevator, then we’ll go down and follow him,” Uncle Kong hurriedly said.