Chapter 52

Outside the Netherworld Realm!

Numerous academy experts gathered, even the inner disciples who rarely appeared in daily life were present in large numbers.

Many strong figures had their eyes filled with intense curiosity.

Today, Ye Han was about to return!

A minor figure who had only recently joined the academy, without carrying top-tier talents, and without receiving substantial cultivation from the academy, managed to cripple several outer disciples in a short period and even dared to oppose a genius like Yin Tianxiu.

Such a minor figure was worth the curiosity of some people.

"Three months, Ye Han is probably long dead in there!"

"We, these inner disciples, dare not easily enter places like the Netherworld Realm unless we go in groups."

Some inner disciples gathered and discussed among themselves.

"If Ye Han can return alive, he would indeed be someone."

"Indeed, he was brought back to the academy by Mo Qingrou. Back then, Mo Qingrou was incredibly stunning, an existence far beyond our reach. If she hadn't lost in the battle with Yin Tianxiu, she would probably have become a true disciple long ago."

"Shh... We shouldn't easily discuss that battle from back then. Yin Tianxiu is not someone we can provoke."

As many disciples spoke, Mo Qingrou sat in a wheelchair at the front of the crowd, her hands tightly gripping the sides, her eyes filled with unhidden tension.

In the distance, Yin Tianxiu stood with his hands behind his back, his face still unclear, but his aura was extremely cold.

After the entrance to the Netherworld Realm had been open for a while!

The entrance's inscription array was flashing, and in an instant, a figure walked out, being teleported to the center of the array altar.

His clothes were tattered, his body covered in blood, looking extremely disheveled.

But his arms were bulging with muscles, his blood energy full, his aura incredibly thick and astonishing.

He showed no signs of defeat, instead, there was a sense of maturity and pressure after enduring hardships and trials.

Ye Han, returned!

"Ye Han!"

"Teacher, Ye Han has returned!"

Mo Qingrou gently opened her lips, her lips curling into a beautiful smile, her face lighting up.

The crowd was suddenly shocked!

No one had expected that a disciple at the third level of Divine Power could still come out alive after entering the Netherworld Realm.

No, Divine Power... eighth level!

In just three months, Ye Han had reached the eighth level of Divine Power?

At this moment, the crowd was in turmoil, and countless disciples could not suppress their shock and began to discuss.

"Damn, eighth level of Divine Power, what kind of talent does this Ye Han have?"

Yin Tianxiu's body trembled uncontrollably, his anger reaching a boiling point, his aura spreading like ice.

If the previous Ye Han was just a minor figure in her eyes, a tool to deal with Mo Qingrou, then today's Ye Han had truly made her feel threatened.

She knew very well that advancing from the third level to the eighth level of Divine Power in three months represented what kind of talent and potential.

Walking down from the altar, Ye Han's steps were steady, his aura unparalleled.

His gaze swept over the front, landing on Mo Qingrou's face.

A radiant smile suddenly appeared on his usually calm face: "Sis... Senior Sister, I'm back!"

Under the gaze of countless people, he came to Mo Qingrou, gently holding her hands.

"I've returned alive, I've reached the eighth level of Divine Power. From now on, no one can bully us!"

Ye Han spoke confidently, as if no one else was around.

At this moment, their eyes only saw each other.

"Um!"

Mo Qingrou nodded lightly.

Looking at Ye Han's face, which had clearly aged but remained sharp, she said softly, "Don't be arrogant. Eighth level of Divine Power, you're not even an inner disciple yet."

"Inner disciple?"

Hearing these four words, Ye Han laughed.

Inner disciples, are they that strong?

That impressive?

Ye Han suddenly turned, his pupils piercing through the vacuum, directly focusing on Yin Tianxiu.

"Three months in the Netherworld Realm, I, Ye Han, have become even stronger!"

"Today, I, Ye Han, have returned, and I want to thank two people. The first is, of course, our fair and just Deputy Hall Master Qiu of the Academy's Law Enforcement Hall!"

"As for the second person, it's the one on the Yin-Yang List who is too ugly to show her face, oh no, too mysterious to reveal her face... Yin Tianxiu."

Ye Han's voice boomed like a bell, resonating throughout the Netherworld Peak.

The noise instantly disappeared, and almost everyone was stunned.

Too ugly to show her face?

Who dared to describe Yin Tianxiu, who was at the peak of the Yin-Yang List, in such a way?

Every top ten on the Yin-Yang List had the potential to become a true disciple.

Not to mention the top of the Yin-Yang List, Yin Tianxiu!

Provoking a future true disciple in front of so many people, this Ye Han...

Was he courting death?

"Ridiculous!"

Yin Tianxiu was furious, her voice echoing, her gaze piercing through the veil, directly at Ye Han.

An invisible aura seemed to turn into a storm, sweeping over with a strong sense of oppression.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Han glanced at Yin Tianxiu: "Three months without seeing you, Yin Tianxiu, your bad temper has only gotten worse?"

Yin Tianxiu suddenly took a step forward.

But at the same time, Ye Han, not to be outdone, his aura surging, also stepped forward.

Back then, he refused to bow down!

Three months later, he would never bow down!

You, Yin Tianxiu, have only practiced a few years more than I, Ye Han, what's so great about that?

"I won't bother with a minor figure like you, but I hope you can survive this academy conference." Yin Tianxiu said and then turned to leave.

It was unclear what plots Yin Tianxiu was brewing, but Ye Han knew that she would not let it go. Although she was a woman, her heart was extremely venomous.

"Is that so? I almost forgot, I saw Wang Rong's corpse in the Netherworld Realm. She died a terrible death. I hope Senior Sister Yin will be more careful in her actions, so as not to follow in Wang Rong's footsteps."

Ye Han responded with a cold laugh.

Yin Tianxiu's body froze, but she did not turn back, resolutely leaving on a fire feather bird.

The Deputy Hall Master Qiu of the Law Enforcement Hall also had a dark face, saying nothing, and led a group of enforcers to leave.

Ye Han snorted, glanced at the backs of these people, and reined in his aura.

"Senior Sister, Senior, let's go."

Ye Han turned and looked at Mo Qingrou and the elder Gu Yunzhu beside her.

The three of them left the Netherworld Peak. Ye Han looked at Mo Qingrou in the wheelchair, a strong impulse to break through gradually rising in his heart.

It's almost time, as long as he enters the Qi Explosion Realm, he can quickly condense the True Dragon Liquid.

With the power of the True Dragon Liquid, her illness could be alleviated, or even cured.

Not long after leaving the Netherworld Peak, Mo Qingrou suddenly spoke: "Ye Han, Daoist Li came to see you once."

"Daoist Li?"

Ye Han was puzzled.

"Human Daoist, Li Futu!" Mo Qingrou said seven words.

"Huh? Li Futu, really the Daoist of the Human Dao?"

Ye Han was somewhat incredulous.

Ye Han had thought that Li Futu might be a person of some status in the Human Dao lineage, but he hadn't associated him with the position of Daoist of the Human Dao.

After all, the Daoist of the Human Dao, one of the six Daoists of the Wheel of Life Academy, was an extraordinary figure, a great person who moved through the winds and clouds.

When he first met Li Futu, the other party was just a teacher responsible for his assessment under the scorching sun.

Would a grand Daoist of the Human Dao do such a trivial thing?

"The academy conference has already started. According to tradition, the Six Dao Contention will follow after the conference ends. Daoist Li might be under a lot of pressure these days."

Mo Qingrou continued, "Ye Han, since you are the successor of the Human Dao, you should share some of the burden. Go to the Human Emperor Peak and see Daoist Li."