Chapter 1911: Chapter 1911: Battle’s End, the Nine Great Saint Cities

Deep within the void.

Endless light and heat are unrestrainedly unleashed.

The void shatters and reforms, evaporating all surrounding particles. Once the smoke clears, only a figure bathed in golden light remains.

"It’s over..."

Ye Feng sheaths his sword, looking around with eyes like tranquil water, showing no signs of joy.

Feng Chuan and the Peerless Beauty are dead.

However, within the universe, the locations of Xiao Fangu, Paper Fan Young Master, Dong Yuandong, and Zhu Yongfu, four formidable Abyss Clan undercover agents, remain unknown.

The matter is not over yet.

The confrontation with the Abyss Clan has only just begun.

Ye Feng takes a deep breath, absorbing countless starry dust into his body, purifying it before exhaling, stabilizing the void and allowing the shattered stars to rapidly reintegrate until they return to their peak.

"Souls, come!"

Ye Feng uses the "Soul-Returning Secret Technique," resurrecting the nearby creatures, his body once again engulfed by terrifying Punishment Divine Thunder, the scene imposing.

"Begone!"

Ye Feng shouts, and the Punishment Divine Thunder swiftly extinguishes by more than half, its power drastically reduced.

In the distant void.

The Emperor Dragon Sovereign and the Crimson Queen eye Ye Feng, whose power is unmatched, exchanging glances before focusing on the untouched Destiny Fruit in the void, their eyes burning with desire.

Yet, they dare not make a move.

With their current cultivation levels, they stand no chance against Ye Feng.

Unless they unseal their cultivation.

But it’s not worth it.

Neither the Crimson Queen nor the Emperor Dragon Sovereign want to reveal their full cultivation prematurely, preferring to maintain the illusion of weakness to conceal their strength, facilitating future pursuits of enlightenment positions.

They don’t know that Ye Feng, through the Eye of Insight, has already discerned their true cultivation levels.

However, Ye Feng is disinclined to expose this.

"Sect Master Ye, are you alright?"

The Venus God-King and the Eternal Star God King perform long-distance cross-realm teleportation, arriving on Ye Feng’s left and right, maintaining a distance of several hundred feet to avoid being affected by the Heavenly Tribulation.

"I’m fine, thank you for your concern."

Ye Feng shakes his head.

"Those two people just now, are they dead?"

The Venus God-King reconfirms.

"Yes, they self-detonated." Ye Feng nods, observing the worlds in the process of remolding, continuing to weave hand seals without concerning himself with the resurrected beings.

However, some creatures are utterly fallen.

Their Life Marks were shattered in the previous violent explosion. Without them, resurrection by conventional means is nearly impossible.

"Alas... rest in peace!"

Ye Feng sighs deeply, striving to resurrect as many creatures as possible.

Those that cannot be resurrected, he leaves be.

The Venus God-King and the Eternal Star God King stand by watching, neither departing nor assisting. After all, resurrecting beings is not their forte.

In the farther void.

Heavenly Emperor Lingtian, Green Destiny Immortal Emperor, and others watch Emperor Dragon Sovereign and the Crimson Queen in confrontation, curious if they will continue to vie for the Destiny Fruit.

[Prestige Points +347.6 billion]

[Prestige Points +276.3 billion]

...

Due to the earth-shattering battle between Ye Feng, Feng Chuan, and the Peerless Beauty, especially the self-detonation that was clearly visible even across half the universe, the prestige points of the Misty Sect have entered another booming period.

However, the total prestige of the current Misty Holy Sect has reached over three hundred billion billion; although it can increase by billions or tens of billions in one go, it’s still too little for such a colossal base.

Fortunately, it has substantial continuity.

Ye Feng continually resurrects beings. Over the span of just three days, he revives ninety percent of the creatures within a ten billion light-year radius.

The remaining ten percent have been completely obliterated.

To resurrect them, they would have to be pulled directly from the river of time, but Ye Feng has only reached the fifth volume of the Time Codex, lacking such powerful means.

If he could obtain Volume Six of the Time Codex and cultivate a hundred Time Laws, he could directly retrieve beings from the river of time.

It would make resurrection more convenient and faster.

However, the backlash would be harsher.

Ye Feng looks into the distance, observing the Emperor Dragon Sovereign and the Crimson Queen still in confrontation, he can’t help but laugh.

"Are you not contesting for the Destiny Fruit?"

His tone is calm, but to the Emperor Dragon Sovereign and the Crimson Queen, it resonates like thunder.

"Sect Master Ye isn’t competing?"

The Emperor Dragon Sovereign probes.

"The Destiny Fruit is of no use to me; I came only to take a look. Now that I’ve seen it, that’s enough," Ye Feng tells a lie.

The medicinal effect of this Destiny Fruit is rather mediocre.

Instead of wasting time struggling for it, he would prefer to focus on enlightenment and strive to elevate his cultivation level. Moreover, in just one year’s time, the mature Destiny Fruit from the miniature universe will be ready.

That fruit’s medicinal effect is potent.

One fruit can directly double the probability of enlightenment!

"You’re not contesting?"

The eyes of the Emperor Dragon Sovereign and the Crimson Queen blaze with brilliant light, as they simultaneously reach for the Destiny Fruit, the airwaves around them becoming ever more terrifying.

"Crimson Queen, get lost!"

The Emperor Dragon Sovereign roars angrily, dragon scale armor manifesting boundless True Dragon phantoms, each adding the strength of a True Dragon, and condensing into a five-meter-long dragon spear, sweeping out.

"You should be the one to get lost!"

The Crimson Queen chides, fingers continuously pointing into the void, causing the space to shatter like mirrors, breaking further into countless transparent needles, piercing fiercely at the Emperor Dragon Sovereign.

Boom! Thud!

The Emperor Dragon Sovereign’s dragon spear sweeps the Crimson Queen aside, while her space needles pierce his body, causing spasms throughout.

"Damn woman, always this trick!"

The Emperor Dragon Sovereign curses in rage.

"Same to you." The Crimson Queen wipes the blood from her lips, continuing her contest with the Emperor Dragon Sovereign.

Throughout the universe.

Many strong beings watch, eager to see who will claim the Destiny Fruit.

Billions of light-years away.

Ye Feng sits cross-legged in the void, taking a deep breath as the contents of the Time Codex rapidly flash through his mind.

"I must try!"

"Even though I haven’t obtained the sixth volume of the Time Codex, I still need to strive to open the river of time and retrieve the deceased beings."

Ye Feng secretly resolves.

"River of Time... now!"

He continually stimulates the Power of Time, forming spatial folds around him that initially freeze in mid-air, like a frozen image. As they begin to flow, they create time.

In essence, there was no concept of time.

When objects move or, when space is translocated, time is formed.

This is special data that records spatial states.

As Ye Feng simultaneously applies the Power of Space and the Power of Time, the two wonderful laws mirror each other, finally causing the surrounding void to move in the opposite direction.

At that moment, Ye Feng smiled.

"I succeeded!"

"I have successfully reversed time and space."

Ye Feng feels a tremendous pressure, an uncanny force that seems to want to erase him from this moment in time.

This, is the backlash!

Using conventional means to resurrect beings might invite the universe’s Punishment Divine Thunder to strike, which can be endured.

But reversing time and space, retrieving the deceased from the river of time, directly subjects oneself to massive temporal backlash.

If not careful, he could be erased directly!

Yet, Ye Feng has no fear.

His body begins to tremble, urging the power of the miniature universe to stabilize himself, continuing to reverse time and space, allowing the shattered Life Marks of those beings to gather and integrate until wholly united.

"Agh!"

At this moment, Ye Feng can no longer bear it, spewing blood as his body vanishes from where he stood.

In the miniature universe.

Ye Feng’s figure just appears when he’s enveloped by a mysterious force, causing his form to fade as if to erase him from this world.

This is the backlash of the Power of Time.

Other hundred-layered Immortal Emperors would likely be erased by the river of time’s backlash, vanishing from this world, with no trace remaining of their existence.

Only Ye Feng can persevere.

"Withstand it!"

Ye Feng fully mobilizes the Universe Origin, with countless stars shining, illuminating his body, making it gradually solidify, but unable to entirely stabilize.

A quarter of an hour later.

Ye Feng stands where he was, his form semi-transparent, like a three-dimensional projection.

This is the result of the backlash.

Although he survived, the body he condensed became like this, unless he could break through the realm and greatly increase his strength, only then could he recover.

However, Ye Feng was not worried.

Now he’s just become a bit translucent, but it doesn’t affect his daily life.

Before long.

Ye Feng returned to the starry sky of the Twin Universe and placed the life marks he retrieved from the river of time back into their original worlds and resurrected them.

As the vast life origins descended, the beings who had completely perished were finally reborn.

They returned to their hometowns.

Seeing the enthusiastic welcome of their fellow villagers, everyone couldn’t help but shed tears of joy, then looked back at the starry sky, their eyes meeting Ye Feng’s from afar, deeply moved.

"Thank you, Immortal Emperor Ye!"

"Thank you for saving our lives."

Everyone knelt down to express their gratitude.

"No need to be polite."

Ye Feng waved his hand, thought of something, his lips slightly curved up, and transmitted his voice to the entire universe.

"I am Ye Feng, Sect Leader of the Misty Holy Sect on the Shenzhou Continent. Recently, I created nine Life Stars above the Mystique Kingdom on the Shenzhou Continent, each star is a city. I have decided to develop them into Nine Great Saint Cities and welcome you all to settle there."

This was an excellent opportunity to advertise.

After all, he had just concluded an earth-shattering battle with Feng Chuan and the Peerless Beauty, capturing everyone’s attention. Promoting the nine satellite cities of Whitefloat City at this time could achieve the greatest effect.

Indeed, as Ye Feng expected.

With his advertisement, many cultivators wandering in the universe immediately became interested and headed to the Shenzhou Continent.

Meanwhile, the prestige value kept soaring.

Ye Feng’s divine sense swept over and discovered that many galaxies had cultivators heading to the Shenzhou Continent, and he was delighted.

How vast is the universe?

There are countless galaxies within it, if each galaxy sends one person to the Shenzhou Continent, that adds up to trillions. The Nine Satellite Holy Cities around Whitefloat City would only need a hundred billion population to be considered adequate.

With Ye Feng’s influence, this was not a problem at all.

Boom!

In the distant starry sky, the Emperor Dragon Sovereign and the Crimson Queen were still unleashing astonishing power, competing for the Destiny Fruit.

Yet, the Emperor Dragon Sovereign was clearly gaining the upper hand.

He now revealed his cultivation level of ninety-six-layer Immortal Emperor, while the Crimson Queen was at ninety-five-layer Immortal Emperor. Since their combat power was almost similar, the Emperor Dragon Sovereign, with slightly higher cultivation on the surface, gradually gained the upper hand.

"Mad Dragon Piercing Heaven Spear!"

At a critical moment, the Emperor Dragon Sovereign transformed his lifetime power into a sharp dragon-shaped long spear, piercing the Crimson Queen’s abdomen, severely injuring her.

"Damn you!"

The Crimson Queen cursed, swiftly retreating.

If she revealed her full cultivation level, she was confident she could contend with the Emperor Dragon Sovereign. However, she did not want to expose herself. For the Destiny Fruit, it was not worth it!

Whoosh!

The Crimson Queen vanished into the void, quickly disappearing, leaving behind a large puddle of golden blood in the starry sky.

"Haha, the Destiny Fruit is mine now."

The Emperor Dragon Sovereign successfully acquired the Destiny Fruit, swallowing it on the spot to refine it, causing an outburst of potent Power of Destiny, continuously tempering his body, greatly enhancing his vitality and spirit.

"Huh, why is the Power of Destiny so much less than the legends... could it be the Abyss Clan did something? Damn it!"

The Emperor Dragon Sovereign cursed loudly.

He calculated that this Destiny Fruit could only increase his probability of achieving the Dao by thirty to fifty percent. Though it sounded alright, he was not satisfied.

"Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter!"

The Crimson Queen, upon learning that the efficacy of this Destiny Fruit was only half of the legend, or even less, immediately let out an arrogant and complacent laugh.

"You wretched woman, get lost!"

The Emperor Dragon Sovereign cursed and grumbled, glancing at the translucent Ye Feng, was momentarily stunned, then nodded in acknowledgment before leaving the starry sky.

"Time to go."

Ye Feng had no interest in staying longer; after all, the advertisement had been made, and the ownership of the Destiny Fruit had been decided, there was nothing more to see here, so he tore through the void and returned to the Misty Holy Sect.

"Welcome back, Sect Master!"

Gong Qingqiu was still the first to await Ye Feng’s return, standing in front of the Sect Leader’s Great Hall, a sweet smile as gentle as a spring breeze on her charming face.

"I’ve already advertised the Nine Great Saint Cities, and it won’t be long before people start coming."

Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Subordinates are already prepared to welcome them," Gong Qingqiu looked around, "Shi Lei and other disciples have completed the main structures of the Nine Stars, and are currently optimizing the details. I believe when other cultivators arrive, they can move in directly."

"Allocate some personnel from the City Lord’s Mansion of Whitefloat City to establish City Lord’s Mansions in the Nine Stars, and manage them accordingly. Remember, Whitefloat City is the chief of the Ten Great Saint Cities, and as the City Lord of Whitefloat, you can directly govern the nine satellite cities under your command."

Ye Feng instructed.

"Understood," Gong Qingqiu nodded.

"By the way, you can decide the names of the Nine Satellite Holy Cities! If you don’t have any good names, you can also ask all the citizens for suggestions. Whoever’s suggestion is adopted will receive a reward."

Ye Feng offered advice.

Upon hearing this, Gong Qingqiu nodded, indicating that she would certainly follow Ye Feng’s instructions.

A moment later.

Gong Qingqiu left with Ye Feng’s orders and drew personnel from the talent-filled City Lord’s Mansion of Whitefloat City to assign one billion people to each of the Nine Satellite Holy Cities.

Each of these one billion people, at the very least, were in the Immortal Realm.

Immortal Venerables made up one percent, which totaled a full ten million, which was quite luxurious.

And there were more than a dozen Immortal Emperors.

The lord of each satellite city was a trusted aide carefully picked by Gong Qingqiu, each with a cultivation level consistently of the Thirty-third Layer Immortal Emperor. Gong Qingqiu stated that they can manage the Nine Satellite Holy Cities well, and in the future, they could receive the precious Dao Origin Gold Pill, which would grant eternal longevity once they break through to the Thirty-four Layer Immortal Emperor.

This greatly motivated the nine city lords.

For this, Ye Feng expressed his satisfaction, acknowledging that Gong Qingqiu indeed had a knack for city management.

Time flew by, and several days passed.

Ye Feng continuously remained in secluded cultivation, merging the Law of Cause and Effect, occasionally splitting a thread of consciousness to detect external situations, learning that many people had already arrived at the Nine Satellite Holy Cities and were registering to settle with the help of the cultivators in the City Lord’s Mansion.

"Interstellar immigration indeed is the best way to cause a population boom in a short time."

Ye Feng couldn’t help but laugh.

At this time, he opened the reputation panel.

[Prestige Points: 47.9 trillion trillion]

"It increased by one trillion trillion, not bad!"

Ye Feng’s eyes lit up.

When the ninth phase of the sect leader’s task began, the Sect Prestige Value was 36.5 trillion trillion, and now it had grown to 47.9 trillion trillion, not long before it would reach 50 trillion trillion, fulfilling half of the ninth phase task’s requirement.

"Sect Leader, there’s a result."

Gong Qingqiu came over.

"Oh?" Ye Feng looked over to see Gong Qingqiu holding a document, on which nine names were written.

"Recently, I collected suggestions from everyone and finally selected the names for the Nine Satellite Holy Cities, here for your review."

Gong Qingqiu presented the document.

Ye Feng looked at the content and discovered the names of the Nine Satellite Holy Cities:

Tian Shu, Tian Xuan, Tian Ji, Tian Quan, Yu Heng, Kai Yang, Yao Guang, Ziwei, Bei Dou.

"This..."

Ye Feng blinked, thinking this was too coincidental!

The first seven names corresponded exactly to the Big Dipper in the Huaxia Universe, and the latter Bei Dou and Ziwei were also names from the Huaxia Universe.

This was too coincidental!

"Could it be that the twin universe I’m in now is a parallel universe to the Huaxia Universe?"

Ye Feng couldn’t help but think this.

"Sect Leader?" Gong Qingqiu, seeing Ye Feng dazed, felt a bit puzzled, "Are you satisfied with the specific names of the Nine Satellite Holy Cities?"

Ye Feng’s thoughts were pulled back to reality, and he gently returned the document to Gong Qingqiu, stood up, and paced back and forth under the massive Thousand-Year Ancient Pine Tree.

After a long while.

"Name them this way. Also, reward a Nine-Turn Profound Pill to the cultivator who provided the names."

He waved his hand, releasing nine elixirs.

"Yes."

Gong Qingqiu hadn’t expected Ye Feng to be so pleased with the nine names; otherwise, he wouldn’t have rewarded a Nine-Turn Profound Pill to those who proposed the names.

The names of the Nine Satellite Holy Cities were finalized.

Ye Feng continued his enlightenment, and time gradually flew by.

...

In a small world.

Xiao Fangu, Zhu Yongfu, Paper Fan Young Master, and Dong Yuandong were gathered here, looking distressed.

"They’re dead. What should we do?"

Xiao Fangu was the first to ask.

"With only the four of us, we can’t possibly defeat the formidable Ye Feng, plus, the Black Prison Demonic Beast seems immune to possession. The plan won’t work," Paper Fan Young Master rubbed his bald head, feeling troubled.

"How about... reviving them?"

Dong Yuandong came up with this idea.

[PS: 5000+ words, good night!]

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