Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 691: The 7th War God

"Senior!"

The young man in the yellow robe turned around in a fluster, his face filled with fear, and said, "This Lord War Sect is an expert in the Eternal Realm, having opened all five gates!"

"Is opening five gates very impressive?" Ye Yun laughed lightly.

"Once you reach the Eternal Realm, if you’ve opened five gates, that’s quite powerful..." The youth in the yellow robe lowered his head, speaking in a disheartened tone.

Big Black Cat snorted coldly, giving him a sidelong glance. "Brother Bear, you sure do underestimate people! Do you know who my master is? In his eyes, the Eternal Realm is nothing more than a fart!"

"Really?" The boy in the yellow robe’s lips turned purple, and his body trembled.

"You little guy, you’re so dense! If you were in certain places, you would have died long ago!" Mu Qing’s almond-shaped eyes widened, and she spat out in exasperation.

"Alright, stop picking on him. People from different worlds naturally have different perspectives. He’s just a little bear, after all..." Ye Yun smiled lightly and waved his hand.

Mu Qing and Big Black Cat’s expressions turned solemn, and they immediately closed their mouths, saying no more.

"Interesting?" Lord War Sect mused from mid-air. With his hands clasped behind his back, he observed the group, carefully listening to their conversation. A mocking smile then touched the corners of his lips.

"You, the kid in white," Lord War Sect took two steps forward, lightly pointing at Ye Yun. "I’m very curious—how dare you challenge me!"

"Ridiculous. What makes you think you’re qualified for me to challenge *you*?" Ye Yun smiled faintly, looking calmly at Lord War Sect. "You little fellow, you’re no match for me at all. You’d be better off just staying put quietly!"

As Ye Yun finished speaking, a peculiar light flashed in his eyes. Lord War Sect was instantly stunned. He stood motionless in mid-air, like a clay statue.

The youth in the yellow robe stared dumbfounded at Lord War Sect, a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Let’s go. Lord War Sect, that fellow, has admitted he’s no match for me and conceded defeat..." Ye Yun shrugged with a smile.

PAT!

He lightly patted the yellow-robed youth’s shoulder.

The youth snapped out of it as if waking from a dream.

"Let’s go!" Ye Yun urged from the side.

"Okay, Senior!" The yellow-robed youth quickly agreed, took a deep breath, and flew forward.

As he passed by Lord War Sect, he glanced over nervously, only to see Lord War Sect still standing in the void like a clay statue, not even blinking, showing no reaction whatsoever.

The yellow-robed youth roared wildly in his heart, incredibly excited, but dared not show it on his face as he quickly flew onward.

Ye Yun smiled faintly. As he passed by, he even deliberately patted Lord War Sect’s shoulder. Poor Lord War Sect remained like a clay temple idol, without the slightest reaction.

Big Black Cat and Mu Qing kept their lips sealed, holding back their laughter as they followed closely behind.

Only after the group had flown twenty to thirty thousand li away did the clay-like Lord War Sect suddenly shudder and awaken from a peculiar, dream-like state.

"What just... happened to me?" Lord War Sect blinked. He suddenly slapped his own face, producing a crisp SMACK. He felt a burning pain on his cheek.

"Such a powerful Demon Clan member! What kind of evil technique did he use just now to make me fall into some sort of illusion?!" Lord War Sect muttered to himself, gazing in a certain direction, his heart suddenly filled with an indescribable lingering fear.

"No, he just relied on some kind of spiritual attack evil technique to make my mind lose its guard. He’s only at the Fifth Level of Life-Death Realm; that cultivation base can’t possibly harm an Eternal Realm Cultivator like me!" Lord War Sect muttered, and slowly, confidence returned to his expression.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided not to immediately pursue Ye Yun and the others. He needed to return to the Eight God Sect as quickly as possible to see those War Gods and report the matter of the Seven Star Clan in detail—this was the absolute priority.

With a flicker of his form, Lord War Sect vanished from the spot.

「An hour later.」

A beam of light suddenly descended over Eight Gods Mountain, revealing Lord War Sect’s figure within it.

This Eight Gods Mountain was the central hub of the Eight God Sect. Only Eternal Realm Disciples of the Eight God Sect were qualified to come here.

On Eight Gods Mountain stood a total of eight red palaces. Above each palace, blood qi surged to the heavens and essence qi billowed like burning flames. Even someone as powerful as Lord War Sect, an Eternal Realm expert, showed a look of envy as he gazed at these eight palaces.

The eight War Gods of the Eight God Sect cultivated in these eight palaces. And he, Lord War Sect, served under The Seventh War God.

Taking a deep breath, Lord War Sect calmed his emotions, then slowly walked towards the seventh palace.

The closer he got to this palace, the more Lord War Sect felt an immense pressure weighing down on him, as if he were carrying a great mountain, making each step increasingly difficult.

Lord War Sect thought, a fervent glow in his eyes.

Normally, he only cultivated in the outer areas of Eight Gods Mountain and was only permitted to come to Eight Gods Mountain itself under special circumstances. Today, however, he came with a mission, so his presence was justified.

Reaching the palace entrance, Lord War Sect cupped his fists, bowed, and announced with a respectful, reserved demeanor, "Lord War Sect pays his respects to The Seventh War God!"

"Come in!" A deep, resonant voice drifted out ethereally from the depths of the palace.

Lord War Sect’s expression was solemn as he quickly stepped inside. The palace was filled with a dense, red blood qi.

Upon the distant throne, blood qi surged like a vast, turbulent ocean. A hazy, indistinct blood-colored figure seemed to be seated high above the Nine Heavens, radiating a terrifying, heaven-overwhelming Super Divine Dragon Breath.

With every step, Lord War Sect felt as if his very bones were about to be crushed by the pressure.

Finally, he was forced to stop, daring not take another step. At this moment, he had reached the limit of his physical body; he could only continue forward if he opened his Divine Gate.

"How did your investigation go, Lord War Sect?" The Seventh War God asked faintly, seated within the blood light. His eyes were half-closed, and the blood qi around him surged and roiled, emitting a sound like rumbling thunder.

The Seventh War God was still continuously tempering the several Divine Gates within his body. For Disciples of the Eight God Sect, each Divine Gate they opened would cause their combat power to soar. However, after a Divine Gate was opened, it still required a long period of tempering and honing to make it increasingly stronger. The more powerful the Divine Gate, the more terrifying the combat power it fed back. Thus, even when opening the same first Divine Gate, different individuals would possess different levels of combat power.

"War God, the situation is as follows..." Lord War Sect, his expression solemn, bowed and quickly recounted everything he knew in full detail.

"Hmm..." After listening to Lord War Sect’s description, The Seventh War God’s eyelids twitched slightly.

"War God, I vaguely recall that on the First God Mountain of the Seven Star Clan, someone disappeared tens of thousands of years ago. I wonder if it could be them?" Lord War Sect asked, his gaze fervent.

"Indeed. That person vanished into thin air. At the time, it was accompanied by a heaven-and-earth phenomenon. Afterward, no one could find them, and it became an unsolved case..." The Seventh War God said slowly.