Chapter 880: The Reunion of Master and Disciple

Though Dongbo Xueying appeared to be merely observing the Demon-Eye Divine Mansion before him, he had long since infiltrated the vast estate with his Panbo Diagram, discovering the young lad named ‘Yun Peng’ who was soon to become his disciple.

“He’s actually kneeling so obediently, face pressed to the ground?” Dongbo Xueying’s brow twitched slightly, and he suddenly decided not to rush in.

Being captured and enslaved.

This was undoubtedly the lowest point in one’s life. Under normal circumstances, a slave had almost no chance of rising again.

Thus, he could take this opportunity to observe his future disciple a little longer.

“Whoosh.” Dongbo Xueying turned and took a single step, arriving at a nearby tavern where he found a seat, ordered fine wine and delicacies, and leisurely enjoyed his meal while keeping a close eye on his disciple’s every move. He didn’t dare be careless—as a slave, Yun Peng could lose his life at any moment, and Dongbo Xueying had to ensure his safety.

Days passed.

Dongbo Xueying continued observing. The energy of the Scarlet Cloud Pomegranate could sustain him for over three hundred million years, so he was in no hurry to return.

“It seems he hasn’t given up yet,” Dongbo Xueying revealed a faint smile. “He’s seizing every moment to cultivate—even while doing hard labor, enduring scoldings, or being whipped… he’s still focusing on his training.”

“Hmm? It’s time to intervene. If I don’t act now, my disciple will lose his life.”

Dongbo Xueying calmly rose to his feet and vanished with a single step.

This was the territory ruled by the Realm Ancestor, where slaughter was commonplace, and the devouring of countless living beings was routine. Slavery, torture, torment, and death—entire groups of beings could be swallowed whole at a moment’s notice. Many “punishments” involved being consumed in a single gulp. This was a place far more “dark” than even the Abyss of Darkness.

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**Demon-Eye Divine Mansion, a punishment chamber.**

The youthful Yun Peng was bound and restrained, his strength sealed. Another figure stood in the chamber—a tall, pale man with a strikingly handsome face, narrow crimson eyes, and an unnaturally long tongue that flicked out, licking his lips before stretching several meters to graze Yun Peng’s skin, instantly peeling away a strip of flesh.

“Ah!” Yun Peng suppressed his agony. “Am I really going to die? To think I’ve been targeted by the most terrifying figure in the Demon-Eye Divine Mansion—the Bloodworm Venerable!”

The Bloodworm Venerable was the beloved disciple of the mansion’s master, the Demon-Eye Fiendlord.

He possessed immense potential in the ‘Devouring’ cultivation system, having already reached the Unity Realm, where he stood as a formidable expert. Known for his insatiable appetite, he typically roamed the lands, consuming countless beings. Only when he returned to the capital of the Golden Devourer Kingdom—where laws forbade indiscriminate feasting—did he restrain himself.

Within the city, the Bloodworm Venerable usually secluded himself in cultivation, occasionally selecting a single target to savor at leisure.

This time, Yun Peng had been chosen.

“A direct descendant of the Azure Roc Sect? You’ve actually nurtured Azure Roc blood within your body.” The Bloodworm Venerable’s eyes gleamed as his tongue lashed out again, tearing away another piece of flesh. Blood dripped from his lips, each drop swallowed with relish. “The taste is exquisite. I’ve heard that the Azure Roc Sect’s legacy, when cultivated to its peak, allows one to transform into an Azure Roc and even ascend to the Chaos Realm?”

“Mmm, after reviewing the mansion’s newly captured slaves and spotting an Azure Roc Sect disciple, I examined you carefully. Your aura was the most enticing—and indeed, it is.”

As the Bloodworm Venerable feasted, countless tiny worms within his body absorbed the blood and flesh, isolating the Azure Roc blood and attempting to assimilate it into his own form.

“The Azure Roc blood truly benefits my body,” the Bloodworm Venerable mused silently.

The Devouring cultivation system, though generally weak—with most Unity Realm practitioners only reaching the first level of the Star Tower—could still produce terrifying existences. The exalted ‘Realm Ancestor’ was proof of this. Most of his personal disciples were those with extraordinary talent in devouring techniques.

They could extract the essence of consumed beings and integrate their strengths, refining their own lifeforms toward perfection.

Take the Realm Ancestor himself—his physical resilience surpassed even that of the ‘Supreme Warrior’ system’s Blade Emperor. His body was the epitome of perfection, his soul equally formidable. Thus, even the Sorcerer Ancestor, with his myriad techniques, could not defeat him.

It was widely acknowledged:

The Sacred Master stood first, followed by the Mother Ancestor and the Realm Ancestor. The Sorcerer Ancestor trailed closest behind them, with the Blade Emperor next. The Primordial Demon Mountain Lord and the Radiant Sovereign ranked even lower.

“Mmm.” The Bloodworm Venerable was lost in his feast when his expression suddenly twisted—a white-robed youth had appeared in the chamber.

“Who are you?” the Bloodworm Venerable demanded coldly, instantly wary.

“I am his master,” Dongbo Xueying replied, pointing at the bound Yun Peng. With that gesture, the chains around Yun Peng shattered. The young man stared blankly at the unfamiliar white-robed figure before him.

He was certain—he had never met this mysteriously appearing expert.

“Master!” Yun Peng dropped to his knees without hesitation, kowtowing deeply.

Though he didn’t recognize this man, he knew one thing—this was his only hope for survival.

“His master?” The Bloodworm Venerable scrutinized Dongbo Xueying. “Are you from the Azure Roc Sect?”

“You could say that,” Dongbo Xueying replied. Given that he would soon be guarding the Azure Roc Sect for trillions of years, it wasn’t entirely inaccurate.

“A member of the Azure Roc Sect, daring to infiltrate the Demon-Eye Divine Mansion? You have quite the nerve,” the Bloodworm Venerable sneered.

**BOOM!**

The door to the punishment chamber burst open as a sinister figure in purple robes strode in. A mark adorned his forehead, and his gaze immediately locked onto Dongbo Xueying.

“Master!” the Bloodworm Venerable exclaimed. “This Azure Roc Sect member has trespassed into our mansion!” Sensing the danger of Dongbo Xueying’s sudden appearance, he had swiftly reported the intrusion.

The sinister man studied Dongbo Xueying before scoffing. “The Azure Roc Sect’s experts include no one like you. Yet you dare invade my domain? You seek death. Consider yourself my next meal.” With that, he opened his mouth wide, preparing to devour him whole.

**”Demon-Eye!”**

A thunderous voice echoed through the chamber.

The sinister man froze.

A towering figure materialized—golden-haired, his skin radiating a dazzling metallic sheen. His gaping maw and upturned nostrils framed eyes that blazed with overwhelming dominance.

“Lord Nation-Master!” The sinister man immediately dropped into a deep bow.

“Lord Nation-Master!” The Bloodworm Venerable hastily followed suit, trembling.

This was the founder of the Golden Devourer Kingdom—the Golden Devourer Lord, a personal disciple favored by the Realm Ancestor. Rumor held that he also cultivated the Ancient Path, though his Devouring techniques alone placed him at the fifth level of the Star Tower. When combined with his Ancient Path prowess, he stood at the pinnacle of that tier.

His strength was roughly equivalent to Dongbo Xueying’s before comprehending ‘My Heart as the Heavenly Heart.’

Yet the Golden Devourer Lord smiled at Dongbo Xueying.

Upon entering, Dongbo Xueying had sent a message to the Golden Devourer Lord, prompting his arrival. The three Sacred Worlds maintained close cooperation against the two cults, and their high-level figures often collaborated. While Dongbo Xueying wouldn’t recklessly attack a disciple of the Realm Ancestor, the Golden Devourer Lord likewise dared not act against an Inner Hall Elder of the Sky Void Palace.

Both regarded the other with caution.

Dongbo Xueying didn’t underestimate him—though the Golden Devourer Lord was assessed as a peak fifth-level Star Tower expert, he hadn’t fought in eons.

Meanwhile, the Golden Devourer Lord understood that this ‘Elder Dongbo’ had achieved his strength in an astonishingly short time. His future potential was unfathomable.

“Golden Devourer Lord,” Dongbo Xueying greeted.

“Elder Dongbo,” the Golden Devourer Lord replied warmly.

The Demon-Eye Fiendlord and the Bloodworm Venerable paled.

“What brings Elder Dongbo to my Golden Devourer Kingdom?” the Golden Devourer Lord inquired.

“My disciple was captured and enslaved in this Demon-Eye Divine Mansion. Naturally, I had to come. Had I delayed any longer, he might have been eaten,” Dongbo Xueying said, glancing at Yun Peng.

The dazed Yun Peng could scarcely believe it—this mysterious expert, treated with such deference by the exalted Golden Devourer Lord, was his master?

“What is the meaning of this?” The Golden Devourer Lord’s expression darkened as he turned to the Demon-Eye Fiendlord. “Demon-Eye, how could Elder Dongbo’s disciple end up enslaved here? You owe him an explanation.”

“Understood.” The Demon-Eye Fiendlord’s forehead emitted a hazy violet light that enveloped the Bloodworm Venerable, freezing him in place. Without hesitation, the Demon-Eye Fiendlord’s mouth distended grotesquely, swallowing his disciple whole.

He knew his lord’s temperament well—offering his disciple as atonement was the only option. In the Realm Ancestor’s domain, hierarchy was brutally absolute.

“Elder Dongbo, though Demon-Eye is rather petty, let us consider this matter settled, yes?” The Golden Devourer Lord chuckled. “Come, this punishment chamber is no place for conversation. Join me elsewhere.”

“Very well.” Dongbo Xueying nodded, though inwardly stunned by the Demon-Eye Fiendlord’s swift consumption of his own disciple.

He had heard tales of the cruelty within the Realm Ancestor’s domain.

But witnessing it firsthand was another matter entirely.