Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 929: The Slave Seal Shattered
Previously on Checking in for 100,000 Years...
"Clan Leader, Long Yunzi truly possesses the ability to rescue our Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan. I swear I'm not deceiving you—the slave mark on my body... has been completely erased by him!"
Long Chan shouted with a thrilled look on his face.
"What? Your slave mark is gone! How could that happen?"
The moment Long Chan uttered those words, seven or eight divine senses swept straight into his body.
Long Chan stood completely still.
Even though his cultivation level surpassed these individuals, his status in the clan wasn't that senior.
Since arriving back at the Underworld Burial Pit, he had grown much more reserved.
Long Chan understood that his own escape relied on the sacrifices made by his fellow clan members.
After thoroughly probing with their divine senses, the expressions of all the white-robed figures shifted dramatically.
"The slave mark has vanished... how is this feasible?"
The elder in white robes had his tiger-like eyes turn red, his frame shaking from overwhelming excitement.
Over millions of years.
Despite being under control, the Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan yearned desperately to break free from their torment.
Yet the slave marks sealed their doom to perpetual bondage, making any reversal of destiny impossible.
As a result, they had no choice but to stay submissively in the Underworld Burial Pit, ceaselessly processing the corpses there.
Countless attempts at rebellion over tens of thousands of years had all ended in failure.
The Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan had turned utterly robotic and desensitized.
They realized the entity imposing the slave mark had probably attained the God Emperor Realm.
Therefore, breaking free from the slave mark was a hope they never dared to entertain.
"Long Chan, how did someone at just the Fourth Layer of God Respect State accomplish this?"
The middle-aged man's eyebrows knitted together as he questioned gravely.
Although he believed Long Chan wouldn't fabricate such a claim, the sight of Ye Yun's modest cultivation made it hard to accept.
For the Fourth Layer of God Respect State to shatter a slave mark of such immense power was nothing short of miraculous!
"I have no idea..."
Long Chan gave a helpless grin, spreading his arms as he explained, "Long Yunzi's swordsmanship is extraordinary—even I, in the Divine King Realm, couldn't match him and almost lost my life. No clue how he erased the slave mark!"
"What?"
"You, at the Divine King Realm, lost to a Sword Cultivator merely at the Fourth Layer of God Respect State?"
"Impossible!"
Long Chan's revelation left the white-robed group in front of him utterly stunned.
Everyone froze in shock, staring at Ye Yun with utter incredulity.
They refused to accept it.
A Divine King Realm Pure Lotus Demon Dragon defeated by a mere Divine Venerable Realm Sword Cultivator.
And this Sword Cultivator was only at the Fourth Layer of God Respect State, far from the peak.
Could it really be?
Did a sword art exist that defied such vast realm gaps?
"My dear kin, I swear I'm telling the absolute truth..."
Long Chan let out a sigh.
He had anticipated this reaction before entering the Underworld Burial Pit.
"Fine, I'll provisionally believe in Long Yunzi. But first, can you lift the slave mark from me? I'll lead by example for the rest of the clan—what do you say?"
The middle-aged man moved toward Ye Yun, his voice filled with eager hope.
He despised the slave mark with every fiber of his being and yearned for it to be destroyed immediately, granting him liberty.
"Sure, why not?"
Ye Yun responded with a casual shrug and a grin to the man's plea.
His purpose in coming here was precisely to liberate the Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan.
Swoosh...
The Sky Exterminating Phantom Eye sprang into action, unleashing a mighty surge of power directly into the middle-aged man's mind.
A wave of dizziness overwhelmed the middle-aged man.
Boom!
In that instant, it felt like a colossal blast erupted inside his head.
The formidable slave mark exploded into fragments.
"Dragon Feather, what's the situation?"
The white-robed elder gazed anxiously at the stunned middle-aged man and inquired.
Moments later.
Dragon Feather snapped out of his stupor, his mind clearing once more.
"Clan Leader, the slave mark inside me is gone for real! Haha, this is incredible—I'm free at last!"
Dragon Feather bellowed joyfully, overcome with emotion and jumping around like a delighted child.
Hiss!
The surrounding white-robed spectators paled in astonishment, drawing sharp breaths.
So effortless...
Shattering a slave mark of such terrifying strength.
This Sword Cultivator standing before them was undeniably formidable!
As he observed Ye Yun, flickers of doubt danced in the white-robed elder's eyes.
For a fleeting moment, he wondered if this Sword Cultivator was actually a God Emperor Realm expert in disguise.
But after a quick reflection, he rejected the notion.
Within the Divine Land.
Would a God Emperor Realm Sword Cultivator ever stoop to saving the Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan?
That would mean clashing directly with the Divine Land's mighty spiritual cultivators!
Utterly inconceivable!
Once Divine Land spirits ascended to high-level Divine King or God Emperor Realm, they invariably aligned with specific factions.
Betrayal was unheard of.
"Long Yunzi, your deep concern for our Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan—what do you desire in return?"
The white-robed elder drew near, fixing Ye Yun with a solemn gaze and asking in a quivering tone.
Even as he posed the question, he steeled his resolve.
Freed from enslavement, they were ready to pledge loyalty to this white-clad Sword Cultivator as their lord if needed.
Without the slave mark, their lives were their own, and upon hitting Divine King Realm, cultivation could resume unbound.
A future brimming with boundless potential in cultivation awaited.
"I demand nothing from your Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan and expect no compensation. The true motive will reveal itself in due time..."
Ye Yun replied calmly.
Witnessing these Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan members, so profoundly shackled that they acted with utmost caution.
It stirred profound sorrow in Ye Yun's heart.
"Thank you, my friend! Your immense grace toward our Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan shall be etched in our memories forever! Should you ever summon us, we'll brave any peril without a second thought!"
The white-robed elder proclaimed fervently, tears flowing freely down his cheeks.
"No need to make it sound so dire..."
Ye Yun offered a faint smile.
Deep within his gaze, myriad minuscule purple runes resembling twinkling stars rapidly shifted.
In that very moment, he unleashed the Sky Exterminating Phantom Eye.
Bursts of potent energy cascaded onto the nearby figures.
Mere breaths later.
Deafening explosions echoed inside those individuals.
Their slave marks disintegrated entirely.
"Thank you, Long Yunzi!"
Now liberated, these white-robed individuals brimmed with exhilaration, eyes misty with grateful tears, as they approached to pay respects to Ye Yun.
"Let's move..." Ye Yun dismissed them with a casual wave, striding ahead to the platform in the heart of the Underworld Burial Pit.
The others swiftly trailed behind.
Once on the platform.
The white-robed elder declared with fervor, "Beloved clan members, surely you've sensed the events unfolding above, right?"
"Clan Leader, we monitored everything with our divine senses just now—we're aware..."
A woman in white robes responded with bubbling excitement.
"Then let our savior purge the slave marks from us, allowing the Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan to embrace true freedom henceforth!"
The white-robed elder dropped to his knees abruptly, his words charged with zeal, even altering his manner of speech.
Following their former leader's example, every Pure Lotus Demon Dragon Clan member knelt, Long Chan included.
"Very well!"
Ye Yun murmured softly.
He prepared to invoke the Sky Exterminating Phantom Eye, but his eyes suddenly sharpened, spotting hundreds of bizarre, long-haired beasts surging from the Underworld Burial Pit's depths.