In the void, Hao You flew quickly.

However, at this moment, his face was full of anxiety.

"What a jerk! What a jerk!"

"Sword of Infinite Power..."

Mentioning this name, Haoyou gnashed his teeth at the moment.

I ate too much this day.

Now, half of 놛's body is still being eaten by the sword energy, and as time goes by, the speed of this eating is accelerating.

"We must get back the Blood God as soon as possible!"

He kept muttering to himself and flew a little faster.

........

After nearly two hours of trekking, Hao Yu finally crossed the endless sea of ​​blood and returned to the Blood God.

And went straight to the forbidden area of ​​the Lutian Demon Sect—the place where the Holy Ancestor was resurrected.

This is a purely natural underground space.

There was nothing here except a huge pool of blood.

Around this blood pool, eight figures were sitting cross-legged, each of them had reached the realm of the Divine Infant.

The Slaughter Heaven Demon Sect was hiding too deeply, and in the past, there were only two powerful Divine Infant Realm warriors revealed.

But now it seems that, including those Divine Infant Realm powerhouses who participated in the Demon Blood Wasteland, there are as many as fourteen Divine Infant Realm powerhouses in the Slaughtering Demon Sect.

It's almost catching up with the total of the four holy places' divine infant realms.

If it weren't for the Slaughter Heaven Demon Sect focusing all its attention on the revival of the Saint Ancestor.

The power of the Demon Slaughtering Sect alone is enough to fight against the four holy places head-on.

.......

In the place where the Saint Ancestor was resurrected, Hao Yuyou's figure suddenly appeared.

Seeing this, the powerful God-level warriors sitting around the blood pool opened their eyes at the same time.

Then they all stood up and bowed respectfully to Hao Yuyou: "We have seen the Holy Ancestor!"

Holy Ancestor?

These powerful gods actually called Hao Yu the Holy Ancestor.

If Ye Chuyao saw this scene, she would probably be very shocked.

Hao 깇 You seemed to be used to this.

He glanced at those Godly Infant Realm experts with cold eyes and said indifferently:

"How is this body made?"

"Does it meet the requirements of this Saint Ancestor?"

As he spoke, Hao Yu walked step by step to the edge of the blood pool and looked into it.

In the vast pool of blood, a huge figure with a single red horn on its head and a body hundreds of feet thick was constantly floating in the sea of ​​blood.

After hearing what 누놛 said, one of the powerful Godly Infant Realm warriors hurriedly said respectfully:

"Reporting to the Holy Ancestor, it will only take about seven days for this body to absorb all the precious spiritual materials in the blood pool and reach a perfect state."

"Seven days?"

Hearing the news, Hao Yuyou frowned slightly.

This time is too long. With the current physical strength, it is simply not enough to support such a long time.

"Too long!"

"The body that this Saint Ancestor has taken over has reached its limit."

"The Saint of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land is truly a ruthless man. He sacrificed his flesh and blood to the Spirit Sword, causing it to explode with a force that could destroy the heavens and the earth, severely injuring this Saint Ancestor."

"Right now, those sword energies are still devouring this body of the Saint all the time."

"This Saint Ancestor is almost powerless against these sword energies."

"Therefore, this Saint Ancestor must merge with the body in the blood pool as soon as possible to get rid of this predicament!"

Hao 깇 You explained with a gloomy expression.

Hearing this, the eight Divine Infant Realm elders fell silent for a moment.

Their eyes met, as if they were discussing something in private.

After a moment, the Divine Infant Realm elder who had spoken earlier spoke again:

"Saint Ancestor, if you want to obtain the most perfect body, you can only wait for about seven more days."

"As for the injuries on your body, the eight of us can work together to help you reduce the damage."

"I think with so many of us working together, your body should be able to hold out for another seven days."

The words of this powerful god-level warrior made Hao Yuyu fall into deep thought.

After carefully sensing the physical condition of Ru-Ru, he said calmly, "In that case, you two can do it!"

"Seven days, this Saint can still wait!"

.......

Just when Hao Yu suffered a loss, left the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, and returned to the Slaughtering Demon Sect to suppress the damage.

In the Holy Land of Xisi, Ye Chuyao also became busy.

In the entire Xisi Holy Land, all the powerful people above the eighth-grade grandmaster level have been completely destroyed.

Ye Chuyao did not kill many of the remaining disciples with low strength, and drove some of them back to the holy land as appropriate.

As for the other part of those who harbored resentment, they were naturally all destroyed as well.

Inside the Zhentian Palace, Ye Chuyao sat high up.

Downstairs, many powerful people from Wanyao Pavilion and Baihua Holy Land gathered here.

Ye Chuyao looked at the many powerful men in the hall, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

She had only been in the upper world for a few days, but she had already built up such a great foundation.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.

However, at this moment, she was planning something else:

"Now the Silk Sacred Land has been destroyed, and the Hundred Flowers Sacred Land has surrendered."

"My Wanyaoge has grown into one of the two most powerful forces in this world."

"The name Wan Yao Pavilion is too petty and not worthy of public display."

"It seems that we need to give our force a new name."

This thought flashed through her mind, and she spoke quietly:

"I have a problem that I need your help to solve."

After hearing this, everyone in the hall looked at Ye Chuyao:

"Please speak!"

"Is there any problem that I can't solve?"

"Just tell me, as long as we can do it, we will do our best."

"......"

Ye Hongtu and his son also looked at Ye Chuyao, with a look of surprise on their faces.

What is it that requires so many people's help?

At this moment, Ye Chuyao spoke softly:

"I feel that the name Wanyao Pavilion is not worthy of our powerful force."

"Therefore, I hope that you can give our force a new name."

"Name it?"

Hearing this question, everyone fell into deep thought.

Wanyao Pavilion was only the first force that Ye Chuyao conquered, followed by Baihua Holy Land and Xisi Holy Land.

No matter which holy place it is, just hearing the name makes it sound much more majestic than Wanyao Pavilion.

Therefore, it seems very necessary to change the name of the force.

"Zong, how about Wansheng Zong? It means that thousands of people come to make a pilgrimage, which shows the supreme status."

"I think Tiandao Sect is better, it has a more majestic aura."

"How is the Taichu Holy Land?"

“.......”

Everyone spoke one after another, throwing out names one by one.

However, Ye Chuyao was not very satisfied.

At this time, Ye Yunge slowly said: "How about going to Xiaoyao Xianzong?"

"Xiaoyao Immortal Sect?"

Hearing this name, Ye Chuyao's eyes lit up.

Instinctively, she liked this name very much, which just matched the name of her previous life, Xiaoyao Xianzun. It sounded both friendly and overbearing.

"nice!"

"I am very satisfied with this name."

"From now on, our force will no longer belong to Wanyao Pavilion, but only to Xiaoyao Xianzong!"

[Oh my, you understand me too well, don’t you? 】

[I really like the name of this sect. 】

【Last time, I shouldn’t have been alone and not founded a sect.】

[If I had founded a sect at that time and brought these two strong men together to fight side by side, would I have ended up in such a tragic situation where I had to rely on secret methods to recover? ]

[Xiaoyao Xianzong, Xiaoyao Xianzong, hehe... this name suits my taste. 】

Hearing her thoughts, Ye Yunge smiled secretly:

{Hey, get it right!}

{I like the name of my sect based on my former nickname.}

Beside Ye Yunge, Ye Yunwu smiled slightly and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

At this moment, Ye Chuyao was slightly stunned, and took out a sound transmission jade slip.

After finding out the information inside, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"This Slaughtering Demon Sect is quite tragic!"

Ye Chuyao put away the jade slip and couldn't help but sigh.

"Zong, what's going on?"

Ye Yunwu asked curiously.

Ye Chuyao's eyes swept over everyone in the hall.

There was no concealment either, and everything about the Slaughtering Demon Sect that happened in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land was told.

After listening to her story, the whole hall was in an uproar.

Even though they had an absolute advantage, they still lost half of their men. This Slaughtering Demon Sect is really useless.

As a result, they now dare not continue to attack the Seven Lights Holy Land.

"The Slaughtering Demon Sect is really a bunch of garbage. They were able to be so badly damaged by the crippled Heavenly Sword Holy Land."

"Who said it wasn't? When we were in the Devil's Blood Wasteland, we saw that you were unreliable!"

"No wonder they only dared to hide in the Blood God when facing the four holy places in the past. Given their stupidity, if they had fought hard, they would have been destroyed long ago."

"Originally, I thought that the Slaughtering Demon Sect would become the biggest threat to the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect in the future. Now it seems that I was overthinking."

“.......”

When the people in the hall mentioned the Slaughter Demon Sect, their eyes were full of disdain.

Seeing this, Ye Chuyao frowned slightly and stopped everyone from making any more noise:

"The Slaughtering Demon Sect has been able to survive for so long, so there must be some strengths for them. We must not underestimate them."

Ye Chuyao reminded lightly.

It is taboo to look down on the enemy, and we must never have this mentality at any time.

"Okay, don't talk about this anymore!"

"Next, our sect will build a new defensive array for this place, and we need your help..."

......

Just as Ye Chuyao led many powerful men to rearrange their formation, deep underground in the Silk Sacred Land.

On the altar where the first generation ancestor of the Silk Sacred Land was placed, wisps of black evil spirit spread out from under the altar.

However, due to the suppression of the rune chains around, the amount of black air that escaped was not very large.

The dissipated black energy kept intertwining in the air, and finally formed a black figure the size of a fist.

This little black man has red pupils and an extremely evil aura.

Its body kept twisting and swaying in the air, looking extremely weird.

"Hehehehe, the Holy Land of Silk!"

"You suppressed me so much, but I finally broke through you."

'Just wait, once I regain some strength, I will devour all of you.

"As for all the spirits in this world, they can only become my food, hahahaha..."