Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 829: You’ll Be Crying in a Moment

"A centipede dies but never stiffens!"

Upon hearing Buddha Flame Root’s words, Ye Yun wasn’t angered but merely smiled faintly.

The Buddha Flame Root, as a creature, has an extremely resilient life force; even with just a severed root, it can continue to survive.

If it were to lay down many root systems beneath the Cangnan Continent, it would effectively create countless clones — for an average person, it would indeed be nearly impossible to eradicate it.

Unless one possesses strength far superior to that of the Buddha Flame Root and possesses special Divine Skills.

"Friend, your words are ill-considered..."

The Buddha Flame Root sighed lightly and said blandly, "You’ve won. Now, I am your defeated captive; you can kill me, it doesn’t matter!"

"Your awareness of defeat is quite admirable, but unfortunately, you’ve overestimated your own importance..."

Ye Yun shook his head with a smile.

He extended his hand into the void, and as his arm retracted, a silver-white little silkworm suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Master, you called for me?"

The Immortal Divine Silkworm appeared and quickly surveyed the surroundings. When it saw the Buddha Flame Root, it blinked repeatedly.

The Buddha Flame Root gave it a familiar feeling, yet it couldn’t quite remember.

"What is the cultivation base of this little silkworm? I can’t perceive it at all..."

Standing to the side, Emperor Heimang’s pupils contracted sharply, his heart surging with waves of astonishment.

A little silkworm only the size of a palm, yet he couldn’t sense its cultivation base; this was truly terrifying.

This silver silkworm was raised by the elder.

This also indicates.

The elder’s strength is even more terrifying and unfathomable.

"Little Silkworm! This little fellow has spread many roots across the Cangnan Continent. Each root is a clone, and it just threatened me, saying I could kill it at will. What do you think we should do?"

Ye Yun pointed at the Buddha Flame Root and said with a smile.

"What? This damned thing dared to threaten the master? Let me finish it off!"

The Immortal Divine Silkworm said furiously.

"Killing the main body is of no use..."

Ye Yun said with a faint smile.

"Master, I’ll just grab all its root systems and see how it dares to be arrogant!"

The Immortal Divine Silkworm said nonchalantly.

"Haha! What a joke! Bring all my root systems here? So omnipotent — who do you think you are?"

The Buddha Flame Root laughed arrogantly.

Its root systems spread throughout the entire Cangnan Continent, and even a Divine Monarch stronger than a True God couldn’t find them all.

As long as one remains, it can revive once again.

"I’ll make you cry soon enough!"

The Immortal Divine Silkworm smiled coldly, suddenly opening its mouth and spitting out countless silver threads.

These silver threads, countless in number, densely burrowed into the void, disappearing without a trace.

The Immortal Divine Silkworm’s eyes were cold, staring intently at the Buddha Flame Root, contempt evident in their depths.

As a being of the Divine Sovereign Realm and one of the Five Great Heavenly Demon Clans of the previous era, its strength is naturally incomparably strong.

Finding the clones of the Buddha Flame Root is a very easy task for the Immortal Divine Silkworm.

Do not forget.

The number of clones the Immortal Divine Silkworm possesses is even more incalculable.

In the domain of clone Divine Skills, it’s considered a patriarch level, far beyond what the small Buddha Flame Root could compare to.

Sizzle sizzle...

Countless silver threads traversed infinite time and space, spread throughout various parts of the Cangnan Continent.

"Not bad!"

Watching this divine skill of the Immortal Divine Silkworm, Ye Yun’s eyes brightened, revealing a look of appreciation.

"Brother, this little silkworm is really amazing!"

Little Seven laughed.

"Of course, this guy is not ordinary; it is one of the Five Great Heavenly Demon Clans!"

Ye Yun nodded with a smile.

Five Great Heavenly Demon Clans?

What kind of race is this?

Emperor Heimang, upon hearing this, was taken aback, his face thoughtful.

He racked his brain but couldn’t figure out what the Five Great Heavenly Demon Clans exactly were.

Emperor Heimang sighed, looking desolated.

Before this white-clothed elder, he suddenly realized how insignificant he truly was.

Now that’s a genuine strong warrior. Even the demon beast he reared had strength unknown to how many times stronger than his own.

Buddha Flame Root coldly observed from the sidelines.

After a while, it sneered, "Your divine skill is impressive, but I’d advise you to save your effort, little silkworm!"

"Little Silkworm? You think you can call it that?"

The Immortal Divine Silkworm was furious, a fine silver thread flew out, immediately piercing the Buddha Flame Root.

"Ah!"

The Buddha Flame Root screamed, its body writhing violently.

At this moment.

Sizzle sizzle...

One by one, silver threads were retrieved from the void, each end tied with a root.

Different sizes, different shapes.

As the silver threads continued to retract, more and more root systems were forcibly pulled back by the Immortal Divine Silkworm.

This process continued for several dozen breaths of time.

"How is this possible?"

The Buddha Flame Root, rolling around, was shocked to its core seeing this scene.

All its roots left in the Cangnan Continent had been found and retrieved.

"This is too incredible!" Watching those densely packed root systems, Emperor Heimang was equally astounded.

Such a terrifying divine skill had already surpassed his imagination.

The Immortal Divine Silkworm withdrew all the silver threads, looking coldly at the Buddha Flame Root, sneering, "All your clones should be here, right?"

"Yes... but, how did you do it? What... what exactly is this Divine Skill?"

The Buddha Flame Root was utterly dismayed, stammering in inquiry.

In the void, those root systems, big and small, squirmed like spirit snakes, feeling intense fear and sharing the same sense as the main body.

"Tsk tsk..." Ye Yun stepped forward, his gaze examining the Buddha Flame Root, smiling calmly, "You little guy, your performance skills are indeed top-notch!"

"What are you talking about? I don’t understand!"

The Buddha Flame Root said in terror.

Ye Yun turned around, asked, "Little Silkworm, was there anything unusual when searching for these root systems?"

The Immortal Divine Silkworm paused, thought for a moment, and then realized, saying, "Master, I saw a small shrine on an island in the South Sea. It had a trace of Buddha Flame Root’s breath, but it wasn’t strong, nor were there any root systems, so I passed over it..."

"That small shrine should be the key."

Ye Yun smiled meaningfully.

"Are you all mad? What’s so noteworthy about a broken shrine?"

The Buddha Flame Root said in panic.

At this moment, it was truly panicked.

The Buddha Flame Root never imagined that this white-clothed youth would be so terrifying, even discovering the small shrine on a sea island in such a short time.

"Combine!"

Ye Yun reached out, gently grasping in the void.

All the root systems gathered with the Buddha Flame Root, finally fusing into one.

"Well, now you can never split your roots again! This ends some of your delusions..."

Ye Yun smiled calmly.

Then he reached out and grabbed the Buddha Flame Root.

"Let’s go, we’ll visit the small shrine together!"

Ye Yun said.

"Just kill me, I won’t go!" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The Buddha Flame Root shouted in a panic.

"You’ll go whether you want to or not, my brother’s words are law!"

Little Seven blinked her charming eyes, covering her mouth with her little hand, giggling.