Chapter 114.2: Blood Master is a Great Demon
The world around Qi Yuan froze. When he opened his eyes again, he was back at Nine Plate Mountain.
However, the place was no longer the same. Weeds and thorns choked the land, silence replacing life. The once lively mountain was now barren.
"How many years have passed?" Qi Yuan looked around, a trace of loneliness in his eyes. Solitude filled his heart but soon hardened into resolve. "I will become a Golden Immortal, a Primordial Saint, and make the River of Time itself my plaything!"
Sweeping away the melancholy, he cast his divine sense across Nine Plate Mountain. Nothing familiar remained.
"Canary... Myriad Phenomena Gate... It seems this time, I can't just stay here. I must walk the world myself."
His comprehension of Origin was tied to the Myriad Phenomena Gate and now, at Level 120, he was strong enough to enter it. The closer he got, the faster his understanding, and the greater his gains.
Draped in his crimson robe, Qi Yuan looked over the ruined mountain with a hint of nostalgia. "Sometimes, when no one's nagging in your ear... it's actually kind of lonely."
As he descended the mountain, he slowed his pace pretending to be a low-level cultivator just beginning his path.
Moments later, several human cultivators in purple robes appeared, faces alight with excitement. "Blood Master remnant! Catch him!"
Five people charged at Qi Yuan, all of them around the Overlord level.
Qi Yuan's face turned cold. "What did you just call me?"
The leader blinked. "Wait... he might not be one of the Blood Master's remnants."