Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 950 950: Eastern Emperor Taiyi Himself Descends
Previously on Checking in for 100,000 Years...
"I simply find it odd—what sort of individual demands a Divine King Realm Saintess to escort him personally? Since when has a mere Divine Monarch Realm cultivator earned such great honor?"
The Happy Buddha Ancestor furrowed his brows and questioned.
"No need for you to worry about this affair, Buddha Ancestor..."
The white-robed Saintess responded coldly.
Overhearing their talk, Ye Yun nodded approvingly.
This Saintess possessed some sense of justice after all.
She had taken more than a dozen portions of his Mandala Immortal Tea and now stepped up to shield him. She was indeed a trustworthy young lady.
Yet, this Happy Buddha Ancestor proved rather irritating.
Ye Yun arched his brow and fixed a icy gaze on the Happy Buddha Ancestor, declaring, "Haven't you scrammed away yet?"
"Just you wait!"
The Happy Buddha Ancestor's face twisted repeatedly as he glared defiantly at Ye Yun.
Moments later, he flicked his sleeve dramatically and mounted a crimson lotus, vanishing into the emptiness.
"Your words are truly sharp, perfectly suited for someone like Yan Fu!"
The Yoga Godlord gazed at Ye Yun, disappointment evident in her expression.
"What's wrong? Am I not allowed to berate him a little?"
Ye Yun chuckled heartily.
This Yoga Godlord had grown quite audacious.
She actually dared to address him with such arrogance.
Ye Yun itched to shift into his Supreme God Sovereign form and tweak her delicate face, letting her suffer for several days...
"He holds Divine King Realm power, so mighty—can your clan's patriarch shield you?"
Facing this haughty Divine Monarch Realm second-gen brat, the Yoga Godlord shook her head and sighed in exasperation.
"Why rely on my patriarch? With a single word from me, powerhouses across the world would obey without question!"
Ye Yun proclaimed boldly, arms clasped behind his back.
"..."
Right then, the Yoga Godlord seethed with rage, speechless.
This youth in white robes was utterly maddening.
Perfectly matched for Yan Fu.
Poisonous speech, unyielding spirit, cutting remarks, utterly irredeemable.
This fellow disregarded even her—a Ten Layer Divine Esteemed Realm powerhouse—despite his weak cultivation.
Infuriating beyond measure.
The Yoga Godlord nearly lost control, tempted to charge forward and deliver a severe lesson to Ye Yun.
But in the end.
She held back.
This was the Saintess's invited guest, fees already settled; she lacked grounds to attack.
"Enough, everyone quiet down—we press on!"
The white-robed Saintess issued a soft order, then shut her eyes to resume cultivation.
Radiant white Buddhist glow erupted, swirling lights shaping Buddha silhouettes that prostrated in worship toward her.
"Fascinating..."
Ye Yun murmured to himself with a nod.
This Holy Buddha Sect Saintess, innately gifted with Bodhi Mind, boasted exceptional aptitude for the Buddhist Dao.
The Celestial Boat surged through the void.
In a neighboring ancient domain to the Land of Thousands of Buddhas, atop a vast abyss, spatial ripples stirred as a burly red-robed silhouette materialized.
The instant this red-robed figure appeared, the nearby space heated up fiercely.
This overbearing red-robed man, with thick brows, sunken eyes flashing savage light now and then, radiated overwhelming might in every gesture.
As though a mere finger from him could shatter an entire realm effortlessly.
"The presence of the Chaotic Bell..."
The red-robed man sensed quietly for an instant, then whispered.
This abyss clearly bore marks of a brutal clash.
Evidently, someone had wielded his Chaotic Bell here.
This red-robed man was none other than Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the Demon World.
Previously, after departing the Star Demon Sea, he located the Nether Sky Demon Clan and offered a steep price to win them over.
On this occasion.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi brought along three Divine King Realm powerhouses, making four in total, who descended from the Demon World into the Divine Land.
Upon reaching the Divine Land.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi detected the Chaotic Bell's trace.
Thus, he split from his group, hurrying here impatiently.
Yet he arrived just a beat late.
The Chaotic Bell's location remained elusive for now, his repeated probes yielding nothing.
"That thief who took my Chaotic Bell—curse them!"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi balled his fists, tempted to obliterate the entire abyss.
"Who goes there?"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi's eyes narrowed sharply as he barked into a patch of void.
A crimson silhouette gradually stepped out from the emptiness.
This figure wore red robes and a silver mask.
"You hail from the Demon World?"
The red-robed man eyed Eastern Emperor Taiyi closely for a moment before questioning flatly.
"Indeed!"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi narrowed his eyes faintly, appraising the newcomer in return.
This fellow had attained the Divine King Realm in cultivation.
Yet, he hid his true power, roaming the world merely as an avatar.
"Did you kill my clan members?"
The man in red robes demanded in a low, grave tone.
"What rubbish are you spouting? I only just got here myself!"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi snapped back, clearly annoyed.
The red-robed man let out a cold sneer, "You cultivators from the Demon World are always so ruthless, capable of any atrocity!"
"Shut your mouth!"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi bellowed in fury and unleashed a punch across the void.
Boom!
The fabric of space cracked apart.
The might behind this strike was beyond comprehension, its velocity utterly astonishing.
The red-robed man's eyes bulged in shock as the fist slammed into him.
Boom!
The avatar exploded into pieces, offering no defense whatsoever.
"Pathetic weakness!"
Having destroyed the avatar, Eastern Emperor Taiyi scoffed disdainfully before departing.
Moments earlier, he sensed that the avatar hadn't fully died. He must track down its true form to grasp the events unfolding in the Divine Land.
For now, the Chaotic Bell would have to wait.
The Nether Sky Demon Clan had covertly traded a mission with him, after all.
He needed to fulfill that mission first prior to seeking the Chaotic Bell.
Deep beneath a hidden region of the Divine Land lay an underground chamber.
Within swirling chaotic radiance, a figure in red robes sat, his eyes snapping open.
"Curse it, the Seven-Star Azure Dragon's scheme got wrecked by Demon World intruders!"
Anger flashed in the red-robed man's gaze as he spat out the words.
"A Divine King Realm powerhouse from the Demon World invading the Divine Land is a grave issue; I have to inform Lord Nine-Tails..."
The red-robed man muttered to himself.
Instantly, he disappeared from the chaotic glow, his location a mystery.
...
High in the skies over the Land of Thousands of Buddhas, at some undisclosed spot.
A crimson silhouette raced through the emptiness.
"Happy Buddha Ancestor, your furious expression hardly befits your 'Happy' name!"
A lively male voice boomed suddenly through the heavens.
The red glow came to an abrupt stop.
As the light dimmed, it unveiled a plump monk dressed in vivid red robes, hovering grimly in the void.
This was none other than the Happy Buddha Ancestor.
After taking a hit aboard the Holy Buddha Sect's Celestial Boat, the Happy Buddha Ancestor felt dejected, mulling over how to regain his dignity.
"Buddha Flame Old Ancestor, it's been hundreds of thousands of years since we last met—what brought you out of seclusion?"
Gazing into the void's depths, the Happy Buddha Ancestor questioned, his eyes glinting.
"Hahaha, word is this Grand Assembly of All Buddhas promises great excitement—how could I skip such a show?"
Thunderous laughter erupted.
Then, a streak of earthy yellow brilliance materialized before the Happy Buddha Ancestor.
It was a gaunt old monk in yellow robes, thin as a stick, topped with a massive monastic hat, his robes fluttering wildly in the void.
"Hey, Happy Buddha Ancestor, you're usually beaming with joy—why the rage today?"
Upon arrival, Buddha Flame Old Ancestor teased with a chuckle.