Chapter 1230: Entering the Ymxue Huang Island

Dongbo Xueying agreed readily, and Emperor Wufeng was filled with joy as he began detailing his plan meticulously.

“Understood.”

“I get it. Your Majesty need not worry,” Dongbo Xueying nodded as he listened.

After outlining the plan, Emperor Wufeng added earnestly, “Lastly, Brother Feixue, it would be best if you concealed your aura and altered your appearance. Your reputation has long spread among the true powerhouses of the native tribes. Although news travels slowly among the Deathblight Clan, the Venomous Ying is still one of the Thirteen Sovereigns and commands the largest forces among them. Its intelligence network is relatively extensive—it might have heard of you. If it recognizes you immediately and prepares accordingly, that would spell trouble!”

“Don’t worry, it definitely won’t recognize me,” Dongbo Xueying replied with absolute confidence. Since creating the first killing move of the Illusory Realm Path, his ability to alter his aura had grown even more profound. He was now part of the illusion itself, and his disguise techniques could be considered unparalleled in the Heart Realm Continent.

“I’ll make some preparations and set off tomorrow. How does that sound?” Emperor Wufeng’s eyes gleamed with anticipation.

“I’m ready to move at any time,” Dongbo Xueying responded decisively.

The next day.

Emperor Wufeng, accompanied by five Divine Generals and Dongbo Xueying, departed for the Venomous Ying Island. Emperor Wufeng had too few Divine Generals under his command—only eight in total! The five he had chosen were the most formidable among them. The emperor relied on promises of rewards or debts of gratitude to persuade powerful warriors to serve him.

“Venomous Ying Island—we’re here.”

After teleporting,

Emperor Wufeng, Dongbo Xueying, and their group of seven stood in the void, gazing at the enormous floating island in the distance. The island was shrouded in a chilling, dark aura, its sheer size astonishing Dongbo Xueying—it was the largest floating island he had ever seen!

“Once we enter Venomous Ying Island, everything proceeds according to plan,” Emperor Wufeng declared, casting a meaningful glance at his five Divine Generals. “We cannot afford to fail. If we do, Emperor Feixue’s presence will be exposed. If the Venomous Ying becomes wary, even if we enlist Emperor Feixue’s help again in the future, success will be far more difficult.”

“Your Majesty need not worry.”

“We will follow Your Majesty’s commands without question.”

The five Divine Generals, though usually carefree and unrestrained, understood the gravity of the situation. The treasure Emperor Wufeng had coveted for countless ages—now, with the rise of Emperor Feixue, this was his best chance to obtain it. If they failed, Emperor Wufeng would surely be driven to madness.

Emperor Wufeng turned to Dongbo Xueying. “Brother Feixue, we’ll be relying on you soon.”

“The main battle will still depend on Your Majesty and the Divine Generals,” Dongbo Xueying replied with a smile.

“Without Emperor Feixue, we’d just be beaten back.”

“Only with Emperor Feixue do we have the confidence to proceed.”

The five Divine Generals spoke one after another, displaying not a trace of arrogance before Emperor Feixue. A supreme expert who had indisputably reached the pinnacle of the Soul Path in both the Heart Realm Continent and the Broken Tooth Mountain Range—even the Five Supreme Rulers would regard him with respect! After all, compared to physical prowess and other abilities, the soul was the very foundation of life itself!

“Move out,” Emperor Wufeng commanded softly.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The seven of them surged downward, entering Venomous Ying Island and brushing against its chilling dark aura. The moment his body made contact, Dongbo Xueying couldn’t help but shiver—the cold penetrated every inch of his being. Despite his formidable physique, the sensation was deeply uncomfortable.

“As expected of Venomous Ying Island, one of the top ten floating islands in the Broken Tooth Mountain Range,” Dongbo Xueying mused. “Such islands hold immense opportunities and treasures, but the dangers are equally great. In the history of the Heart Realm Continent, no one has ever truly infiltrated this place.”

Among the Thirteen Sovereigns, the Venomous Ying was of average strength but commanded the largest forces. With its vast army of powerful subordinates, it occupied this floating island, which was rich in treasures but also heavily guarded. The moment outsiders entered, they would be detected almost immediately. Given the strength of the Heart Realm cultivators, even the outermost defenses were impenetrable—not even Emperor Xia could breach them.

Passing through the mist-like dark aura, the void shifted, and they found themselves standing on the island.

The trees and plants of Venomous Ying Island were black, twisted, and grotesque.

“Forward.”

Without hesitation, Emperor Wufeng released an invisible ripple that enveloped Dongbo Xueying and the other five, transforming them into an intangible gust of wind that swiftly traversed the island.

The speed was astonishing! Compared to Emperor Wufeng, even Swordmaster’s speed was laughable.

“Such speed…” Dongbo Xueying was inwardly awed. Truly befitting Emperor Wufeng—his speed was undoubtedly among the top two of the eight native Emperors. However, their opponent this time, the Venomous Ying, was also one of the fastest among the Thirteen Sovereigns.

The seven of them were encased in a swirling gust of wind,

which seemed to glide effortlessly through the dense forest without encountering any resistance.

“Intruders detected.”

The security on Venomous Ying Island was too tight. Within mere moments of their arrival, one of the guards had already spotted Emperor Wufeng, Dongbo Xueying, and their group.

“Elder, intruders have been detected,” the guard immediately reported.

Encased in the wind, they streaked forward at an unimaginable speed—so fast that Dongbo Xueying couldn’t even discern his surroundings with his naked eyes. He could only rely on his domain to sense the environment.

This was the might of an Emperor! Emperor Wufeng, renowned for his speed, could move so swiftly that even King-class experts couldn’t track him!

“Boom—”

A terrifying fluctuation descended, unleashing a violent shockwave that obliterated countless towering trees, devastating the landscape for millions of miles.

A towering, scaly giant stood in their path, hefting a massive hammer. Its colossal frame dwarfed the trees, which barely reached its knees. The giant bared its razor-sharp teeth in a grin, its laughter booming like thunder across the heavens, shaking the very earth:

“Hahaha! If it isn’t Emperor Wufeng? Last time, we beat you so badly you fled in disgrace. Have you learned nothing? Come back for another thrashing? I suggest you turn tail and run now—otherwise, you won’t even need our Sovereign Venomous Ying to intervene. Just us elders will send you scurrying again! I recall my brother gave you a good kick in the rear last time, didn’t he? Hahaha!”

Dongbo Xueying was inwardly startled.

This scaled giant was likely one of the elders responsible for guarding the outer perimeter of Venomous Ying Island. In terms of strength, it seemed even more formidable than the “Sovereign” he had encountered on his first visit to a floating island in the Broken Tooth Mountain Range. But that was to be expected—after all, this was an elder serving under one of the Thirteen Sovereigns, the Venomous Ying.

“Insolence!”

“Arrogant fool!”

The Divine Generals roared in fury.

One of the five Divine Generals accompanying Emperor Wufeng immediately opened his mouth and—

Whoosh!

A black flame tinged with violet light erupted, engulfing the surroundings. Trees and earth disintegrated upon contact, and the flames swiftly wrapped around the elder. The scaled giant swung its hammer in rage, but the flames were formless—they instantly enveloped it, eliciting a furious roar.

“You refuse to leave? Then wait for your doom!”

The scaled giant hadn’t expected to face Emperor Wufeng alone—it had merely intended to drive him away. Historically, Emperor Wufeng had launched multiple assaults, only to be repelled each time.

With a teleportation, the scaled giant vanished.

Among the native tribes, hierarchy and discipline were strict.

But the Deathblight Clan was far cruder. Even under the rule of the Venomous Ying—one of the Thirteen Sovereigns with the most subordinates—any elder could directly seek an audience with their sovereign.

The Venomous Ying Palace

was a towering structure modeled after native architecture, built against a colossal mountain.

“Whoosh.”

The scaled giant strode into the palace, soon arriving at a vast, icy hall. At its center, seated cross-legged on a crystalline jade bed, was the Venomous Ying itself—a gaunt, diminutive figure clad in scales, with a pair of leathery wings. Its clawed hands rested on its knees, its back slightly hunched, its wings draped over most of its body. Its eyes were closed, as if in slumber.

“Sovereign, Emperor Wufeng has returned!” the scaled giant boomed, its voice shaking the hall.