King of Creation Chapter 1735 - 1720: Ba Shanqiu

Within Luoyi of Great Zhou, inside the secluded chamber of the Seventh Grand Power Sacrifice Tumen Changyin’s estate, lay the Silent Chamber.

A face contorted with disfigurement, marred by numerous wounds resembling writhing earthworms across its entirety, most notably one slashing through the eyelid and eyebrow, presenting a monstrous visage at first glance.

In this precise moment, the martial artist with the grotesquely altered face was on bended knee before the esteemed Seventh Grand Power Sacrifice, Tumen Changyin.

"My deepest thanks to the Grand Power Sacrifice for your timely intervention. Ba’erhu expresses his profound gratitude!"

Should the circumstance have allowed Ye Zhen’s presence, he would surely have recoiled in shock.

Could this disfigured individual before him truly be Ba’erhu?

The Ba’erhu of prior encounters, while possessing a rugged demeanor, was far from the ghastly spectacle he presented now.

An unrehearsed encounter on the street would render Ye Zhen utterly incapable of recognizing this scarred man as Ba’erhu.

Yet, upon closer examination, and setting aside the hideous scars, it was discernible that despite the drastic alteration in his appearance, remnants of Ba’erhu’s original features persisted.

"Ba’erhu?"

The Seventh Grand Power Sacrifice, Tumen Changyin, let out a derisive snort. "From the instant you embraced demonic Qi and met your end within the Black Wind Absolute Domain, the Ba’erhu known to this world ceased to exist entirely."

To extricate Ba Shanqiu from the seemingly inescapable Black Wind Absolute Domain, Tumen Changyin had deployed a vital asset, meticulously positioned there for a century.

Now, the very stratagem that facilitated Ba’erhu’s staged demise and subsequent escape teetered precariously on the brink of exposure.

Maintaining his kneeling posture, Ba’erhu gradually lifted his head. "I comprehend, but I am currently assuming Ba’erhu’s identity solely to express my gratitude to the Grand Power Sacrifice. Furthermore, this signifies my final occasion utilizing the persona of Ba’erhu."

At this juncture, an unwavering resolve began to dawn on Ba’erhu’s countenance.

"Henceforth, Ba’erhu shall vanish from existence, replaced by Ba Shanqiu! A newly reborn Ba Shanqiu!"

Ba’erhu—nay, it should be Ba Shanqiu—clenched his fist, emitting an audible cracking sound, the implication utterly unmistakable.

Ba Shanqiu, a name embodying a mountain of accumulated hatred. The agony of a severed limb, the bitter grievance of usurpation, the profound sin of arduous toil – all inextricably linked to the individual named Ye Zhen, from which this name emerged.

"Ba Shanqiu?"

The Seventh Grand Power Sacrifice, Tumen Changyin, sneered once more. "I grasp the significance behind your chosen appellation! However, if your intent is to exact vengeance upon Ye Zhen, it is unlikely you shall be afforded such an opportunity."

Upon hearing this, Ba Shanqiu abruptly stood, fixing a furious glare upon the Seventh Grand Power Sacrifice, Tumen Changyin. "What is the implication of your statement, Grand Power Sacrifice? Do you perhaps underestimate the depth of my resolve for retribution?"

"It is not a matter of underestimation! Rather, it is the imminent possibility that after today, you shall behold Ye Zhen’s severed head!" Tumen Changyin declared.

"Ye Zhen’s head?"

Ba Shanqiu’s eyes widened in astonish-ment. "Could it be you, Grand Power Sacrifice, who orchestrates this?"

Tumen Changyin offered a slow, affirmative nod. "I, Tumen Changyin, as the Seventh Grand Power Sacrifice of the Ancestor God Temple, have commanded considerable influence within its confines for centuries. Even the Great Chief Priest Bai accords me due deference. Yet, this individual bearing the surname Ye has inflicted upon me a loss of face, a direct blow to my prestige! If I do not impart a suitable lesson, others may construe such inaction as weakness!"

"Only the dissemination of news concerning this brat’s demise shall serve to intimidate those harboring dissenting agendas and, concurrently, reaffirm my authority within the Ancestor God Temple!" Tumen Changyin proclaimed with vehemence.

Ba Shanqiu nodded slowly. "It is a lamentable circumstance that I cannot personally deliver the final blow to this villain!" He paused for a moment, then inquired, "Might I inquire as to whom the Grand Power Sacrifice has enlisted for this task? When I confronted that scoundrel Ye that fateful day, I sensed a depth of hidden capabilities within him, suggesting he might not succumb to an ordinary expert. It is plausible that only an expert of the Dao Realm could accomplish the feat of eliminating him!"

"Naturally, I am fully apprised of the situation! To ensure absolute success this time, I did not hesitate to invoke an old debt, calling upon an individual indebted to me from years past to apprehend this troublesome youth. Rest assured, your concerns are unfounded!" Tumen Changyin stated confidently.

"Oh? And what is the caliber of this individual's strength?" Even when contemplating his nemesis Ye Zhen, Ba Shanqiu harbored a lingering sense of unease.

"He operates within the Mid Dao Realm, and his combat record boasts the defeat of over ten early Dao Realm experts and two formidable mid Dao Realm adversaries!" Tumen Changyin replied, casting a discerning glance at Ba Shanqiu.

"Unrivaled within his own rank?"

Ba Shanqiu drew a sharp, sudden breath, then nodded ponderously. Possessing such formidable prowess, he could finally feel assurances.

"You may recuperate at my estate for the interim period of a few days! I am confident that by the time Ye Zhen’s head is delivered, your new identity will have been firmly established. Subsequently, you may elect to rejoin the Barbarian Spirit Hall! At that juncture, you can serve as a potent pillar of support when your elder brother completes his penance and emerges from confinement!"

At this point, Tumen Changyin's gaze sharpened perceptibly. "After Ye Zhen has been decisively dealt with, the sole adversary remaining for you and your brother to contend with will be but one person...."

"That wily Changle scoundrel!"

Before Tumen Changyin could complete his sentence, Ba Shanqiu interjected with a derisive sneer.

Gazing beyond the distant horizon through the window, Tumen Changyin pondered if his old friend had already achieved their goal.

The effort to deal with Ye Zhen this time came at a great cost. He not only had to expend an extremely valuable favor to invite his old friend but also incurred several more to track down Ye Zhen!

While Tumen Changyin and Ba Shanqiu harbored their hopes, Ye Zhen, like a swift fish, dove into the North Sea just as the Green Winged Wind Kite was about to catch him.

The moment he plunged into the North Sea, the Black Water Spirit Pillar within his Spirit Palace quivered. An indescribable pressure emanated, filling Ye Zhen with a profound sense of affinity.

It felt as if he were returning to his mother's embrace, finding his way home.

Naturally, Ye Zhen recognized this wasn't his personal sentiment but the sensation imparted by the cultivation technique residing within the Black Dragon Spirit Pillar, gifted by the Ancient Black Dragon.

With a simple twist of his waist, Ye Zhen propelled himself like an arrow towards the seabed.

Precisely as Ye Zhen had anticipated, the Green Winged Wind Kite abruptly halted upon his entry into the water. The powerful winds generated by its immense wings churned the sea into colossal waves, yet the kite ultimately remained hovering above the surface.

As Ye Zhen suspected, no matter how formidable the Green Winged Wind Kite was, it inherently harbored a fear of water.

Even if this kite were to venture into the sea, it was uncertain how much of its power it could effectively wield, and its speed would undoubtedly diminish drastically!

Witnessing the Green Winged Wind Kite's reluctance to enter the water, Ye Zhen felt a sense of relief wash over him.

He had finally escaped the pursuit of the descendant of Strong Wind, the Green Winged Wind Kite. His form now sped like an arrow across the vast expanse of the distant sea.

However, Ye Zhen failed to notice the Green Winged Wind Kite's expression at that moment, which was tinged with a distinct rage.

"Two hundred years ago, I owed a significant debt to that cunning Old Fox. Now, presented with a rare opportunity to repay that favor, I cannot let it slip away!"

With a sharp caw, the Green Winged Wind Kite's wings beat furiously. It ascended into the sky, soaring towards the clouds.

But just as it descended from the heavens, a pair of colossal wings, spanning nearly five kilometers and eclipsing the sky, unfurled. In a breathtaking display of speed, they momentarily blurred into an illusion before transforming into a streak of green lightning, piercing straight into the North Sea!