Strongest Abandoned Son Chapter 2253 - Intense Hate

Rumors held that the demon race saint hailed from the immortal realm. Ye Mo yearned to catch a glimpse as well. Which figure from the immortal realm had risen to become the demon race saint?

Right then, Zhen Bingyu's elated voice rang out from the Golden Page World. Ye Mo probed with his spirit sense and realized she had achieved dao essence. Learning that Ye Mo was within the demon race territory, she swiftly voiced her desire to assist.

Ye Mo wasted no time and allowed her to emerge from the Golden Page World, landing right beside him.

No one batted an eye at the sudden appearance of such a stunning beauty next to Ye Mo. After all, which divine emperor present lacked their own small world? Even truth spirit worlds seemed commonplace here.

Plenty in the crowd recognized Zhen Bingyu. Her legendary beauty in the Void Marketplace had long spread far and wide.

The maid spotted Zhen Bingyu and hurriedly arranged a seat beside Ye Mo.

“Impressive,” Ye Mo praised, giving her a thumbs up. He had known Zhen Bingyu possessed her own lucky encounters. The cultivation resources he provided could have propelled her to dao moulding divine emperor at best, yet she stood before him as a dao actualisation divine emperor.

Tang Congyin grinned. “No surprise Pill Divine Ye ignores average women. With a goddess this stunning by your side, Pill Divine Ye truly has impeccable taste.”

Ye Mo replied awkwardly, “You jest, Immortal Friend Tang.”

The other guests kept their attention fixed on the entrance. At that instant, a man and a woman stepped forth. Everyone could tell these two were primordial essence divine emperors.

The breathtaking goddess served as the saint, while the man was her designated dao partner.

The moment Ye Mo laid eyes on them, his gaze sharpened. A heaven-defying killing intent exploded from his form—far fiercer than even against Feng Kong.

Zhen Bingyu, seated nearest to Ye Mo, sensed it immediately. Anxious, she grasped his hand.

All those around picked up on Ye Mo's ferocious killing intent.

Feeling Zhen Bingyu's touch, Ye Mo regained his composure. He squeezed her hand reassuringly and suppressed the murderous aura.

Still, shock gripped him deeply. He never imagined encountering Dongfang Wang here. He knew Dongfang Wang had ascended to the immortal realm as the top prodigy of the Shen Qiong cultivation realm. Yet Ye Mo hadn't anticipated such rapid progress—reaching primordial essence in merely two thousand years. Talent alone couldn't account for it. The only explanation was a supreme treasure rivaling his Golden Page World.

What stunned Ye Mo even more was the demon race saint's identity: Yi Yi. He, Zhantai Yi, and Ding Jie shared that profound secret. They had exited the title status tower together, claiming the pinnacle spots and their immortal king titles.

Back then, Ding Jie became North Time Immortal King, Zhantai Yi was Heaven Moon Immortal King, and Ye Mo earned Eternity Immortal King. The trio vowed to strive together, yet years later, Yi Yi had ascended as the demon race saint.

Ding Jie and Yi Yi ranked as his closest brothers. Ding Jie abandoned his sect to aid him, while Yi Yi endured imprisonment in the earth abyss fire pond. Ye Mo had ventured to the Jiu Fan Immortal Pond to rescue her.

There, he uncovered Yi Yi's immense fortune. She refined her immortal root and wisdom with the fire lotus, even claiming the long-lost number one sutra of the Jiu Fan Immortal Pond.

Zhantai Yi grasped a fragment of the Three Birth Chant's secret, merging it with the sutra to forge her unique dao.

Recalling the three who triumphed from the title status tower—with him and Zhantai Yi now at primordial essence divine emperor—Ye Mo pondered if Ding Jie had attained the same realm. A sudden longing for Ding Jie surged; the straightforward man mattered more to him than Zhantai Yi. Yet here stood Yi Yi as demon race saint, aligned with that scum Dongfang Wang.

The pair noticed Ye Mo too.

Dongfang Wang's eyes blazed with savage killing intent upon spotting Ye Mo. To him, Ye Mo was already a corpse. As a primordial essence divine emperor, he deemed no peer his equal.

The demon race suited him ideally for cultivating the Great Kun Demon God sutra. No longer the original version, he had blended it with buddhist techniques from the abstruse yellow orb. Dongfang Wang was convinced no cultivation method in the universe surpassed his.

“City Lord Ye, you pop up everywhere. Wherever I turn, there you are. Now that you've entered my demon race, no need to trail me anymore. Stay here as my servant instead. Hahahaha...” Dongfang Wang bellowed with laughter.

Though laughing, his face twisted in grim fury at Zhen Bingyu beside Ye Mo. The women he desired always gravitated to Ye Mo—be it An Zhiqi or Zhen Bingyu. Even as a primordial essence divine emperor, he could not abide this.

The individuals welcoming the pair quickly sensed the intense grudge between Ye Mo and Dongfang Wang. Those unaware of Dongfang Wang's tremendous power had already halted their greetings.

Ye Mo completely disregarded Dongfang Wang. Dongfang Wang viewed him as doomed, yet Ye Mo saw Dongfang Wang in the same light. He turned his gaze to Zhantai Yi, who met it with steady calm.

Zhuge Tianhua alone detected the change in Zhantai Yi's eyes. At her initial glimpse of Ye Mo, they lacked serenity—a faint spark of thrill appeared. However, spotting Zhen Bingyu beside Ye Mo made them settle into bland composure.

“Yi Yi, do you recall what Ding Jie said when we received our immortal king titles? I have no idea what befell you, but as a human from the immortal realm, you've now become the demon race's saint. Remember, your cultivation technique and destiny originated from the Jiu Fan immortal pond?” Ye Mo strove to keep his voice even.

Zhantai Yi replied with composure, “Thank you for your past assistance, Immortal friend Ye. Should Immortal friend Ye visit the sect, kindly convey my regrets and thanks. As the demon race saint now, I share no bonds with the human race. Please don't treat Ding Jie's jest too gravely.”

Ye Mo hadn't anticipated Zhantai Yi speaking to him this way. He ceased trying to convince her and stated, “Whether I heed Ding Jie's words or not is none of your concern. Ding Jie remains Ding Jie, and you are you. Don't lump yourself in with him.”

Dongfang Wang suddenly grasped the intimate link between Ye Mo and Zhantai Yi. Flames of wrath surged even fiercer in his heart.

“Haha, once certain people arrive, it looks like everyone's got beef with him. What connections! Truly impressive...” Zhuge Tianhua mocked with a sneer.

Jiao Dan caught these words and erupted in fury. “Brat, mind your tongue! When has your grandpa Jiao Dan ever held a grudge against Ye Mo? You little punk.”

Zhuge Tianhua's pale features flushed crimson with rage. He shot back sneeringly, “Jiao Dan, you're a primordial essence divine emperor, and so am I. Quit acting superior due to age before me.”

“Pfft, a primordial essence divine emperor? How impressive. Back when your grandpa achieved primordial essence divine emperor, you were still queuing up for samsara.” Jiao Dan retorted.

Yi Yuanzhou hastily interjected, “Immortal friend Jiao Dan, Immortal friend Tianhua, this is the demon race's ceremony today—please give us some respect.”

Jiao Dan snorted derisively but refrained from further taunting Zhuge Tianhua.

“Immortal friend Ye, today marks the demon race's momentous occasion. Kindly avoid remarks that might damage ties between humans and demons,” Yi Yuanzhou requested. Ye Mo's words to Yi Yi had stirred profound discomfort in him.

Ye Mo responded flatly, “Humans and demons share no connection. Drop those awkward phrases, Immortal friend Yi.”

Yi Yuanzhou's countenance shifted, and right as he prepared to reply, Zhantai Yi spoke up. “Yuanzhou divine emperor, Immortal friend Ye is a guest. The demon race embodies such generosity.”