Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Divines Hall?

What exactly is this Divines Hall? Ancestor Long Meng seemed perplexed, but still nodded.

Whatever it was, even if it were just an ordinary Nine Tribulation Immortal Emperor, in the eyes of Ancestor Long Meng, it was nothing but a corpse to be killed at will.

A mere mortal world, how strong could it be? Its avatar alone could trample and annihilate the entire Earth with one step.

However, it was at this moment that Ye Ling stood up and waved his hand, his expression grave, "Little White, if you trust me, then go with Long Meng."

"The vendetta of the Divines Hall, I shall bear it myself; if I cannot avenge the Enmity of the Extermination Finger personally, I won't die in peace!"

Ye Ling's voice was icily stern. Little White, at his side, was stunned for a moment and took a deep breath before nodding. If that was the case, what more could it say? It just looked carefully at Ye Ling.

"I will wait for you in the Immortal Realm. After you arrive, send me a message, and I will come find you. Remember, I will be waiting for you!"

"If you are indeed a man, you must not break our agreement. If you die before coming, I will hate you for the rest of my life. Remember this!"

Little White roared in a low voice, its eyes filled with tears, and Ye Ling, too, was moved and nodded solemnly.

Long Meng nodded, "In that case, let's ascend to immortality then!"

As the words fell, its claw lightly touched, and a wisp of white light directly entered Little White's body. In an instant, Little White roared fiercely towards the sky.

The sonic boom surged into the heavens, breaking through Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha's dojo and shooting into the churning starry sky above.

Humming, Little White's aura began to change slowly. With a single touch from Ancestor Long Meng, its inheritance unlocked, and in a single thought, it had ascended to immortality!

The Clan of Chaos Divine Beasts is incredibly defiant of the natural order, so unruly yet so admirable that it leaves you speechless.

With a crackle, amidst the Netherworld, a Heavenly Thunder spanning the stars suddenly emerged, marking Little White's Immortal Tribulation—terrifying beyond measure, like a Mad Dragon lashing its majestic tail.

But in an instant, Little White's figure vanished. Long Meng waved its claw, "Two fellow Daoists, I'm leaving. Its tribulation will have greater benefits if crossed in the Immortal Realm. I'm off."

After finishing its words, the form of Long Meng also disappeared without a trace. Ye Ling nodded, Long Meng's words weren't wrong; crossing the Tribulation in the Immortal Realm did yield better effects and more benefits.

With Little White gone, Ye Ling felt a great sense of loss. From the peak of the Golden Core Stage, it had followed him until now, through years that were not long, but were indeed deeply engraved in his heart.

Now with such a departure, Ye Ling's heart felt empty. Of course, for Little White, this was the best thing, offering great assistance for its future.

"Nine Tribulations friend, I hope you can overcome this tribulation. Once you do and achieve the status of Immortal Emperor, this Monk will personally come to congratulate the Immortal Emperor," said Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha with a cupped-hand smile. Achieving the position of Immortal Emperor was a huge joyous occasion in the entire Immortal Realm, where friends would often be widely invited to celebrate for some days.

Ye Ling nodded, "Alright, rest assured Bodhisattva, when I become Immortal Emperor again, I will certainly invite the Bodhisattva to my Nine Tribulations Territory for a cup of vegetarian wine."

After speaking with Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha for a few more words, Ye Ling left to find Qing Yi in Senluo City. Upon arriving at King Senluo's residence, Qing Yi also slowly walked out, her face indescribably desolate.

"Ye Ling, my father asked me to cultivate well in the Netherworld, I'm afraid I can't return with you."

Ye Ling was startled, then smiled wryly. Yet another one was leaving, but still he feigned a cheerful demeanor, "Cultivating is a good thing; you have to work hard, okay?"

"Once you have cultivated into a Ghost Immortal, then you'll truly be beyond the Five Elements and reincarnation, transcending the river of time—that is eternal life."

After finishing speaking, Ye Ling lowered his head, took a deep breath, and glanced at Qing Yi across from him with tears shimmering in her eyes, "Alright, I'm leaving now. Where is Xiao Ya?"

Qing Yi walked into the courtyard, brought Xiao Ya out, and handed her to Ye Ling, then took a deep breath, "Ye Ling, have you ever loved me?"

The sudden question caught Ye Ling off-guard, love?

Ye Ling was stunned. Had he ever loved her, or could he say he hadn't? Seeing the look on Ye Ling's face, Qing Yi gave a wretched smile, waved her hand dismissively, "Alright, I know now. I was just joking with you, look how scared you are."

As she spoke, tears betrayed her and slid down from the corners of her eyes. Ye Ling suddenly grabbed Qing Yi's hand, feeling a trace of cold.

"If I said I had loved you, would you believe me?"

Ye Ling's expression was serious, yet his gaze was gentle. This woman, who had followed him for nearly a year and lived in his home for nearly that same amount of time, to say he hadn't felt a flicker of emotion for her would be nonsense.

"I believe, I believe!"

Qing Yi hugged Ye Ling tightly, sobbing quietly, "Wait for me, Ye Ling. Wait for me. I will cultivate diligently, striving to become an immortal soon and then come to find you!"

"You must stay alive, you absolutely must. Otherwise, if you dare to die, I won't forgive you even in the Netherworld!"

She knew about the life-threatening curse of the Eliminating Immortal Finger that afflicted Ye Ling; all her worries erupted in that moment, overwhelming even Ye Ling.

Hearing Qing Yi's words, Ye Ling couldn't help but give a bitter smile. If he died, his soul would truly shatter, leaving no lingering hope of revival.

Afflicted by the Eliminating Immortal Finger, cut off from his immortal fate, was there even a sliver of hope for survival? If he died, it would be for good.

"Don't worry, I will wait for you. When you become immortal, I will personally come to get you!"

Ye Ling smiled faintly, stepped back, and took Xiao Ya's hand, slowly walking away. His figure, through Qing Yi's eyes, seemed so weathered and lonely.

The Ye Ling of the past was spirited and full of confidence, a formidable figure at the peak of the Divine Infant stage who never put anyone save immortals in his eyes.

But now, he couldn't even be sure of his own survival, devoid of the most basic guarantees of life.

Qing Yi cried silently, covering her mouth, quietly, King Senluo appeared by his daughter's side, patting her shoulder, "Don't worry, Qing'er, he will survive."

"He is the Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor, he's a legend, a miracle. If you say he can't live, I won't believe it!"

As she spoke, Qing Yi threw herself into her father's arms, and King Senluo's sharp eyes flashed with a hint of doubt.

Survival?

Could Ye Ling really survive? That was the Eliminating Immortal Finger, a curse feared for having no solution.

In the earthly realm, in the Donghai territory, Liu Yuandong, Wang Shanhu, and Liu Fenglan anxiously watched the sky outside. Liu Fenglan, even more restless, stood up and paced back and forth.

"Big brother, it's been a day already. Can Xiao Ling bring back Xiao Ya? Why am I so worried?"

Liu Yuandong was also somewhat agitated, stood up, and shook his head, "I really don't know. Should we go out and welcome Ye Ling? What if he comes back from outside the village?"

"Right, let's go greet Ye Ling."

Wang Shanhu also stood up and said, the three of them headed straight out, but little did they know, as they set out, trouble arose.