Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"Rest assured. In this world, no one can kill me!" Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were deep and cold.

Killing intent surged!

Seemingly sensing Ye Qingfeng’s emotional turmoil, Shui Ruyi’s arm tightened, holding Ye Qingfeng’s waist, her breath fragrant like orchids, "Brother-in-law, you must also take care of yourself."

Brother-in-law, you must protect yourself. If you die, more people will be heartbroken like you. Shui Ruyi’s small head gently leaned against Ye Qingfeng’s back.

Time passed.

In a blink, three days went by.

Europe was shaken; all countries in Europe, the Martial Arts World, and even the secular high ranks were shocked.

The Holy Son of the Church, dead!

This was the Holy Son of the Church, an unparalleled existence, and there were only five Holy Sons in the entire church.

And now, he unexpectedly fell in Huaxia!

Europe was shaken, especially the Martial Arts World, as if an earthquake had occurred.

At this moment, the colossal entity of the Church remained silent, issuing no statements.

However, important figures of the Church were being continuously summoned back, with all Great Elders, protectors, and even the other four Holy Sons called back to the Church Headquarters by the Great Elder.

The calm before the storm!

Everyone understood that the Church was brewing some significant action.

After all, that Hua Xia Slaughter God, who could kill a Holy Son, possessed extraordinary power and was formidable, not to be underestimated.

While the vast machine of the Church was in motion, on the Huaxia Martial Arts side, things appeared somewhat stifled.

No one knew the next move of the Church, and this powerful Western martial organization was something the current Huaxia Martial Arts could not contend with.

With the Demon Beast Tide in play, all the Martial Artists of War God Realm in Huaxia rushed to the coastal borders to resist the demon beasts.

They simply didn’t have time to deal with martial disputes within the mundane world.

Unless the Ancient Martial World opened up, with its mighty figures emerging to join the battle, Huaxia could not withstand it.

But unless it was a time of national survival crisis, the Ancient Martial World would not send out its mightiest figures.

At this moment, Huaxia’s martial arts were under considerable pressure.

At this time, Huang Long stood up and shouted, "I said long ago that the Holy Son should not be killed. Once he dies, the Church will be alarmed, and there will be no room for retreat."

"This is not merely Ye Qingfeng’s matter; it concerns the safety of our entire Huaxia Martial Arts World. Ye Qingfeng, in his overbearing and tyrannical actions, has ultimately brought great disaster!"

People’s hearts trembled, and fear began to creep in.

Huaxia’s martial arts power was insufficient to contend with the Church.

Especially under Huang Long’s incitement, some people became even more fearful and began to voice opinions that Ye Qingfeng should indeed not have killed the Holy Son.

Of course, there were still dozens of sects, led by Hundred Herbs Hall, that stood out in support of Ye Qingfeng.

"The Holy Son trespassing into our Huaxia deserved to be punished. Ye Qingfeng’s decisive killing displayed our Huaxia’s dignity and made other countries not dare to underestimate us. Now, to become a criminal is simply laughable!"

This was the statement from Lu Qi and others.

Currently, the majority still supported Ye Qingfeng, with these people standing by his side, but Ye Qingfeng’s whereabouts remained unknown.

If the Church finally made a move and Ye Qingfeng did not appear, many might switch sides.

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng was immersed in cultivation.

After returning to Yanglong, he settled Shui Ruyi and began cultivating on the Spirit Gathering Array.

Little Yue had already reached the Intermediate War Emperor realm, while Ye Qingfeng stabilized at the Peak War Emperor realm, seeking to break through to the Half-step War God Realm.

This level of power was top-notch even within the Central Sect World of the Ancient Martial World.

However, to ascend to the Extraordinary Realm, it required accumulation.

Ye Qingfeng could not act rashly now.

Even by activating the Devouring Sky Pearl, Ye Qingfeng could slay a Judge, but it was not enough to destroy all enemies in the Central Sect World of the Ancient Martial World.

Not to mention the colossal family clans of the Extraordinary Realm.

Ye Qingfeng needed even stronger power!

Unless absolutely necessary, Ye Qingfeng did not want to activate the Devouring Sky Pearl.

After all, the sea of corpses and blood within the Devouring Sky Pearl was somewhat daunting to him, fearing it would affect his mind...

Under Ye Qingfeng’s spiritual medicine, Zhong Ming’s cultivation progressed rapidly, reaching the threshold of the War Emperor realm.

Ye Qingfeng wanted to help him break through the final step, instantly aiding him to merge the Divine’s Right Hand.

Meanwhile, at Yanglong Pharmaceutical, special satellite phones were constantly making calls, maintaining close contact with the most mysterious central position in Huaxia.

The entire Yanglong was bustling with activity. Of course, urban development had stalled.

This was Ye Qingfeng’s instruction, to have Shen Yingluo amass large reserves of cash, while abandoning the construction of Yanglong.

This place was not suitable for Ye Qingfeng’s plans.

At this moment, the forces of the Church finally gathered, with all Great Elders, the four Holy Sons, and two protectors, and a meeting led by the Great Elder was held deep within the Church, discussing for an entire day.

Until nightfall, no one left the Church meeting room, apparently indicating the Church was also extremely conflicted, uncertain about how to proceed.

This battle gave Ye Qingfeng the title of Hua Xia Slaughter God, and even the Church had to ponder deeply.

After all, a young man capable of killing a Holy Son possessed terrifying talent and immense combat power.

The Church had to proceed with caution!

"Great Elder, are we really going to let it slide? A Holy Son was killed, and if we let it go unchecked, where will our Church’s prestige be, and how will we dominate the nations of Europe!"

One elder exclaimed excitedly.

The tragic death of the Red Robed Saint in Huaxia was a tremendous humiliation for the Church, which he could not accept.

"The Pope is currently in seclusion, and with a powerful Hua Xia devil at large, it is indeed not wise to stir up trouble now." The Great Elder shook his head, "Moreover, Huaxia’s strength is something we should not provoke at this moment."

"Great Elder, have you considered what kind of secret that Hua Xia Slaughter God possesses to have the strength to kill a Holy Son at the age of twenty?"

One Holy Son smiled, his blonde hair and blue eyes, with a tall build, exceptionally handsome.

Compared to the previous Red Robed Saint, he seemed even more elegant.

Among the four Holy Sons present, he looked the youngest.

"Ruben, what do you mean?" the Great Elder inquired.

"He holds a treasure, a heaven-shattering secret. If we could obtain it, the Church’s power would be enough to span the globe!"

Ruben smiled slightly, sketching a wicked grin.

"Otherwise, why do you think the Red Robed guy worked so hard to venture to Huaxia? Was it truly for avenging those elders? What he wanted was the secret on that Ye Kill God!"

Secret!

Treasure! The secret of advancing to War Emperor in his twenties, killing a Holy Son! "Kill!" The Great Elder’s face suddenly turned cold.