Chapter 1529: The Might of the Purple Extreme Hall

"Yihan, look at the mess you've made! Now I'm stuck here with you because of it!"

A rough demon lord kept complaining to Yihan.

Yihan remained expressionless and did not retort.

She knew that whatever she said now would be wrong.

But could she be blamed?

Even Lord Tianxing and Lord Dean couldn't see through it, so how could she?

Who would have thought that a human could perfectly disguise himself as a demon?

Mohan watched the scene with a gloating expression, saying nothing.

He had volunteered to stay.

Mohan bore a deep grudge against Ye Yuan, and thinking of Ye Yuan's arrogant demeanor made him feel terrible.

Now, he could finally make Ye Yuan kneel before him and beg for mercy.

How could he pass up this opportunity?

"Alright, Zichen, stop complaining. If anyone hates that brat the most right now, it's Sister Yihan. Don't you agree, Sister Yihan?" Mohan suddenly spoke up.

Yihan looked at Mohan in surprise and nodded. "Brother Mohan is right. I wish I could eat his flesh alive to quell my hatred! As soon as that brat comes out, I'll make him know what it means to wish he were dead!"

Just as she spoke, Yihan sensed something and looked toward the ruins.

Mohan was also startled. "The formation... is gone!"

The three were first shocked, then burst into ecstasy.

This ancient ruins clearly hid many treasures.

Even if they only obtained one demon lord profound treasure, it would be a huge gain!

Suddenly, Yihan frowned. "Something's wrong! The formation was fine; why did it disappear? Could it be... a trap?"

Mohan also found it strange. After pondering for a moment, his eyes lit up. "Perhaps the inheritance of this ancient ruins has been obtained by that brat Yuan Ye, causing the formation to disappear."

With that, he sneered. "As long as we catch that brat, all the treasures will be ours!"

The other two's eyes gleamed with intense fervor.

They knew that Difan had only passed eight levels and had already obtained a low-grade demon lord profound treasure.

Ye Yuan had passed eighteen levels and stayed inside for three months; the inheritance he obtained was thrilling to think about.

Yihan suddenly said, "Two brothers, if there are few treasures, I'll take nothing. If there are many, I only ask for one demon lord profound treasure for self-protection. The rest will all go to you two brothers. Is that acceptable?"

Yihan was clever, using a retreat to advance.

She had lowered her stance, only asking for one demon lord profound treasure—a truly modest request.

Otherwise, if the three of them fought, she might end up with nothing.

Mohan and Zichen exchanged glances and nodded. "No problem, that's not too much! If there aren't many treasures, none of us will get any; they'll all have to be offered to the hall. If there are plenty, keeping a few privately is not unreasonable."

"So now... shall we charge in?" Zichen asked.

Mohan laughed. "Why charge in? Isn't it better to wait here like guarding a tree stump for a rabbit? Now that he's obtained the inheritance, won't he come out?"

Zichen's eyes lit up. "Well said!"

The three exchanged smiles and immediately vanished from the spot.

Soon, a figure slowly appeared at the entrance of the hall. Who else could it be but Ye Yuan?

After coming out, Ye Yuan appeared very cautious, drawing Junyi Sword and looking on guard.

Hiding in the void, Yihan, Mohan, and Zichen saw this and couldn't hold back any longer. They revealed themselves and surrounded Ye Yuan.

"Master Yuan Ye, long time no see!" Mohan said with a half-smile.

Yihan said coldly, "Yuan Ye, you've made me suffer! Today, I'll make you regret being born!"

Ye Yuan's expression changed, and he moved swiftly, darting back into the cave dwelling.

A cold smile flickered across Yihan's lips. "Run? Can you run?"

With that, Yihan waved her hand, and a powerful world force instantly enveloped Ye Yuan.

She thought that Ye Yuan would have no resistance against world force.

Unexpectedly, Ye Yuan completely ignored her world force and dashed into the ruins.

The three's expressions changed, surprised that Ye Yuan was so troublesome.

"After him!"

They exchanged glances and immediately made a decision.

Now that the grass had been startled, Ye Yuan would probably never come out again.

Since the formation had disappeared, what did they have to fear?

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Three figures followed Ye Yuan into the ruins.

The three pursued Ye Yuan at extreme speed.

Suddenly, their vision blurred, and they arrived in a great hall.

The hall was a dead end; Ye Yuan had nowhere to run!

Yihan sneered, "Run! Aren't you good at running?"

Mohan also laughed, "Master Yuan Ye, we haven't seen each other for three months. Why not come out and catch up? Why run?"

Zichen's face darkened. "Brat, hand over all the treasures you've obtained, and we'll give you a quick death!"

Once inside the hall, Ye Yuan's expression changed. His earlier tension and vigilance vanished, replaced by an indescribable calm.

The calm of one who controls everything!

"Heh, catching up outside wouldn't be proper hospitality. So I invited you three in. Now we can chat," Ye Yuan said with a faint smile.

The three's expressions changed. Yihan said coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Hey, trying to scare us? Brat, at this distance, I could kill you with just a flick of my finger!" Mohan sneered.

Ye Yuan also smiled. "Is that so? I don't even need to move a finger, and you'll die."

Mohan laughed heartily. "I've been scared before! Then let's see whether you act first or I do!"

Ye Yuan was unafraid. "So you mean... no need to chat?"

Mohan's face twisted with rage. "Chat my ass! I'll tear you to pieces right now!"

With that, a terrifying aura erupted, and Mohan truly extended a finger, pointing at Ye Yuan.

But at that moment, an even more terrifying aura filled the hall.

Three beams of light descended from above, striking directly at the three.

Mohan's world force hadn't even condensed, and under the terrifying beams, he had no resistance. Without even a scream, he was annihilated.

The three demon lord powerhouses were thus erased by the Purple Extreme Hall.

Ye Yuan watched expressionlessly and sighed. "My 150 million low-grade divine spirit stones—how many spirit medicines could that buy! Oh well, this is no place to stay. Better leave quickly."

"Rumble..."

The enormous ancient ruins rapidly shrank, causing the mountain to tremble.

Finally, the Purple Extreme Hall turned into a speck of dust and sped toward the human domain.