My gorgeous wife Chapter 2391 - 2359: Taoist Saint of the Three Pure Ones

At the edge of the Ancient Battle Realm, while Netherworld and Xuan Ming were discussing how to test the Era-Ancient Civilization next, an unexpected visitor arrived.

This was an elder.

He rode upon a youth, gradually approaching amidst the purple aura of the vast starry sky.

Although the elder’s speed seemed slow, he reached the Starry Sky Legion belonging to the Palace of the Nether King within a few breaths.

Even the surrounding experts failed to notice how this elder managed to bypass their vigil and reach this place riding on a youth.

The Palace of the Nether King is not just an ordinary power formed by a group of cultivators; compared to other forces, it resembles a military more closely.

And the training of the army is extremely rigorous. Within the Palace of the Nether King, this rigor is magnified countless times.

Because now, the Palace of the Nether King is entirely different from before.

Even geniuses from the starry universe struggle to enter this legendary invincible legion.

And the Palace of the Nether King proves with its accomplishments that they have never feared the Era-Ancient Civilization.

In multiple tests and confrontations, the Era-Ancient Civilization always left behind numerous corpses, retreating hastily, often in disarray, barely escaping while suffering significant losses.

Guarding the Ancient Battle Realm are not only the Palace of the Nether King but also other major forces, including disciples from the Twelve Holy Gates, teams, and legions composed of strong individuals from the flourishing era before the banquet era, and even older Old Universe setups.

However... the Palace of the Nether King remains the only powerful legion with an unbeaten record.

Thus, countless genius experts strive to join the legion of the Palace of the Nether King, partly to uncover the secret of the Nether Army’s power, and partly to achieve great deeds.

After all, waging war against the Era-Ancient Civilization isn’t considered a small feat; however, while enjoying the benefits of such achievements, one must also survive to enjoy them.

Another commendable aspect of the Nether Army is that while achieving the most significant victories against the Era-Ancient Civilization, they suffer the least damage!

This truly makes the quality of the Palace of the Nether King somewhat terrifying.

It is for this reason, joining the Palace of the Nether King and becoming a member of the Nether Army has become extraordinarily demanding.

Even geniuses must go through layers of screening to qualify for the Nether Army.

This is a true elite legion!

Yet, such an elite legion failed to stop an elder, not even discovering how he entered, which is indeed strange.

As the Nether Army braced themselves, preparing to act against the elder, a sudden voice was heard.

"Do not act rashly, please invite the senior over for a talk." Netherworld’s calm voice echoed, and simultaneously, the entire legion, who had been eyeing the elder, unanimously sheathed their weapons, and it was noticeable their killing intent and evil qi had dissipated almost completely.

What a terrifyingly well-disciplined army!

Even the elder seems to experience the same situation as I do.

"Senior."

As the elder approached the camp, Netherworld gestured to his subordinates.

He vaguely remembered when Li Chen had just concluded the Four Realms War, facing all masters below the Palm Realm in the starry universe.

In the end, Li Chen encountered an old man with the same surname.

That battle, Li Chen lost to the elder, similarly, he also removed the then burdensome yet glorious ’First in the Starry Sky’ title.

Afterwards, many tried to find the elder for a challenge, but since that battle, the elder vanished and was never seen again.

But today, Netherworld once more saw this elder.

Upon hearing Netherworld’s address, the elder waved and smiled: "Now that we are in the same realm and both Dao Saints, there’s no need for any superficial honorifics. Besides, when speaking of age, there’s only a few thousand years of difference between us. In the span of eighty million years, this counts as nothing."

Netherworld paused, then asked, "May I know how to address you, fellow Daoist?"

"My folks from Earth gave me the elegant nickname San Qing, so I accepted it graciously, let’s use that. Of course, I still have the surname Li," the elder chuckled lightly, revealing no signs of smoke and fire; compared to others, he seemed more like a true reclusive cultivator emerging into the world, yet Netherworld didn’t know what the elder sought.

Lee Er!

Taoist Saint of the Three Pure Ones!

If this name spreads out, only the strong who emerged from Earth wouldn’t help themselves to tremble in their mind spirit.

Perhaps others didn’t know, but this elder who seemed more like a myth than a real human currently stood before him.

Moreover, Netherworld sensed the elder’s aura, though light and breezy, his cultivation far surpassed his own.

Meaning, this elder must be at least a Mid-Stage Origin Palm Realm and beyond!

In what kind of environment did I cultivate? And this elder?

The starry universe is vast; in such a large universe, there will inevitably be some unexpected existences.

And there’s no doubt this elder is such an existence.

Unknown origins, unknown cultivation techniques, unknown whereabouts.

Regarding this elder, Netherworld knew nothing.

Of course, tracing back origins, Netherworld himself had a startling background, thus, despite his amazement about the elder, he wouldn’t reach blind worship.

In this world, only one person could make Netherworld truly worship.

"This time, I’ve indeed come concerning something to discuss with you." The elder’s face remained placid, making him seem as though just seeing him calms one’s mind.

"Discuss something?" Netherworld was taken aback.

"Correct." The elder nodded: "Netherworld Daoist, the old man speaks frankly, your killing intent... it’s a bit too intense."

"Have you noticed that since someone’s disappearance, your state of mind has changed?"

Netherworld’s expression altered, although he didn’t know how this elder who he’d only met twice saw it, his state of mind indeed underwent some changes.

"Daoist, you shouldn’t continue like this. Dao Saints are powerful, yet not omnipotent. Once your state of mind is truly eroded by that fervent killing intent, not to mention hopes for breakthroughs in the future, even your current cultivation could deteriorate drastically, and if your mind is corrupted, you’ll turn into a total slaughter machine." The elder frowned slightly.

Netherworld’s breath stalled.

This elder, in one glance, pinpointed the greatest challenge currently troubling him.

The elder’s strength may be even more unfathomable than he imagined.

Even Netherworld began to suspect in silence, could this be an existence capable of matching the Twelve Saints?