Chapter 1201: Chapter 1201: Discovering the Traitor

After separating from Pan Zhenqing, Lin Shen kept pondering whether the Wan Yihao he mentioned might actually be Wan Nianbei.

The Six Paths Reincarnation Technique he mentioned, how does it sound like it has some connection with the Six Paths Phoenix Image left by Wan Nianbei.

Lin Shen was just thinking this; there are so many Ancient Realm Zones, and many people have the same names or even the same cultivation technique names. This doesn’t even count as a coincidence, it probably isn’t the same matter.

Moreover, Wan Nianbei is already dead. Pan Zhenqing said his brother would definitely not die and would surely return as a strong figure, so it is even less likely to be related.

Lin Shen took a spaceship to Well Star but did not enter; he inspected the planet from the outside. At this time, Well Star gathered all the people sent to the Vermilion Bird Camp from the Ancient Realm Zone, numbering in the tens of millions.

These are all restless folks. With Star Divine Officials escorting them along the way, they’ve been fairly docile.

Now that the escorting spaceship and Star Divine Officials have left, they immediately tried to rush out of Well Star.

Unfortunately, the entire Well Star is already sealed by the power of the Ghost God, even flying is prohibited here. To escape Well Star is almost an impossible task.

Well Star is enormously huge, and having millions of people spread across it isn’t really significant. However, quite a few people spontaneously gathered together, and even under these circumstances, conflicts erupted among people from the Ancient Realm Zone.

Lin Shen stood outside the planet and first used his super vision to scan the whole planet, trying to see if there were any familiar faces ascending from his Ancient Realm Zone.

The people he could see were all bizarre-looking, with various non-human features, making Lin Shen somewhat believe that people from the Ancient Realm Zone were indeed experimental products created by Divine Beings.

After watching for a while, Lin Shen actually spotted someone familiar.

“How did he get here?” Lin Shen felt a bit surprised in his heart.

In a desolate stone forest, an old Angel was being attacked by three people with elephant ears and trunks. Lin Shen was very familiar with the old Angel, it was Tian Jiuyou from the Celestial Race.

Because Well Star was sealed by the power of the Ghost God, Tian Jiuyou could not use spatial transmission or instantaneous movement abilities here, and had to rely on techniques to fight the three Elephant Trunk People.

The gravity on Well Star is so intense that even Immortals find it difficult to move quickly here, making Tian Jiuyou’s battle appear quite strenuous.

However, fighting one against three, he still didn’t fall behind. It’s just that the techniques and abilities of the three Elephant Trunk People were extremely bizarre, when they joined forces, an array of strange moves emerged, making it difficult for Tian Jiuyou to gain an advantage.

“Tian Jiuyou’s spatial ability isn’t just strong, his techniques are also powerful.” Lin Shen saw Tian Jiuyou’s techniques were versatile and quick, blending hardness with softness, and the three Elephant Trunk People couldn’t do anything about him, so he wasn’t in a hurry to intervene.

“Tian Jiuyou, you traitor, accept your fate.” An Elephant Trunk Person shouted coldly, throwing a punch at Tian Jiuyou’s head, with a force exploding like a rock.

“I wouldn’t mind dying, but unfortunately, no one can kill me.” Tian Jiuyou stepped as though in an illusion, dodging the Elephant Trunk Person’s attack, not forgetting to counter with words.

“Previously, in the Ancient Realm Zone, no one could kill you. Now that you’re here in the Celestial Court, in the headquarters of our God-making Race, experts are as common as clouds, killing you is as easy as killing a chicken. If you surrender now, you can suffer less.” The Elephant Trunk Person said while attacking.

“Are they experts like you?” Tian Jiuyou replied disdainfully.

The Elephant Trunk Person was instantly angered, launching more frenzied attacks, with all manners of strange techniques and abilities targeting Tian Jiuyou.

Tian Jiuyou seemed to have adapted to their strange techniques and abilities, no matter how frenzied their attack, they couldn’t threaten Tian Jiuyou anymore; on the contrary, Tian Jiuyou gradually gained the upper hand.

“Looks like I don’t need to intervene. Tian Jiuyou truly is still Tian Jiuyou, even with limited abilities, not just anyone can defeat him.”

Lin Shen scrutinized the three Elephant Trunk People, amazed that he just arrived at the Vermilion Bird Camp and already spotted three spies from the God-making Race.

Though from their appearance, they should have also just ascended from the Ancient Realm Zone, others can’t enter the Star Constellation Camp now.

“I wonder if these three Elephant Men ascended from our Ancient Realm Zone, or if they came from other Ancient Realm Zones. How do they know Tian Jiuyou is a traitor to the God-making Race’s subdivision?” Lin Shen was pondering when he heard a scream followed by an explosion.

Tian Jiuyou struck the chest of one Elephant Trunk Person with a palm, causing the Elephant Trunk Person’s chest to burst open like a watermelon. The Elephant Trunk Person staggered backward, collapsing dead on the ground.

The remaining two Elephant Trunk People were shocked and furious, turning to flee.

When masters exchange blows, if one side shows fear, it’s akin to exposing their weakness to the enemy, and they usually can’t escape.

The Elephant Trunk People naturally understood this, but they were also aware that in a three-against-one fight they lost one to Tian Jiuyou, not running meant certain death, whereas running might offer a slim chance of survival.

They now somewhat regretted seeking immediate merit, confronting Tian Jiuyou right after discovering him.

Unfortunately, in the face of Tian Jiuyou, that slim chance didn’t exist. They hadn’t run far when Tian Jiuyou caught up and shattered both of their heads with a few strikes.

“Just these few waste trying to kill me, Tian Jiuyou, seems they don’t regard me as human.” Looking at the corpses on the ground, Tian Jiuyou snorted coldly and shook off the blood from his hands.

“He truly warrants the title of Dharma King of the Space Series, Tian Jiuyou’s reputation is indeed well-deserved.” A voice rang through the stone forest.

Tian Jiuyou’s expression slightly changed, he turned to look into the stone forest, seeing a figure emerging from it.

“Are you here for my life too?” Tian Jiuyou licked the blood that had just splashed his lips, looked at the man, and asked.

“That depends on your choice.” The man appeared before Tian Jiuyou, a fat man with a stomach as large as a ten-month pregnant woman.

“Do I have a choice?” Tian Jiuyou curiously asked the fat man.

“Yes, of course, you can choose to become my subordinate, return to the God-making Race; I will settle the previous affairs for you.” The fat man said.

“Alright, I think that’s doable.” Tian Jiuyou smiled.

“If you think it’s doable, then swallow this.” The fat man tossed something to Tian Jiuyou.

Tian Jiuyou caught it, finding it to be a capsule the size of a cold medicine, maintaining a smile as he asked, “What is this?”

“Something to ensure you don’t betray again.” The fat man casually replied.

“I’ve never been threatened in my life.” Tian Jiuyou immediately turned hostile, without a hint of hesitation.

“I considered saving your life because you’re talented, but sadly, you’re too obstinate.” The fat man shook his head and sighed.

“Want my life? That depends if you have the fate for it.” Tian Jiuyou moved as if a ghost, despite immense gravity, in a flash arriving before the fat man, launching a punch at the fat man’s pregnant-like belly.

The belly, like a football, was immediately indented by the punch, the skin rippling.

Tian Jiuyou initially thought he could burst the fat man’s belly with one punch, but felt his fist sinking as though into cotton, not exerting any force.

With a shift in expression, Tian Jiuyou reacted swiftly, transforming his other hand from palm to blade, striking at the fat man’s neck with a chilling gleam.

The fat man remained unmoved, just smiling at Tian Jiuyou, allowing his fist to chop at the neck.

His palm sank into the neck, deforming under force, but Tian Jiuyou still felt the same, completely lacking a point of leverage, and astonishingly his palm was stuck in the neck, unable to withdraw.

The fist driven into the fat man’s belly was likewise lodged, no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn’t come out.

Maintaining a bizarre posture, the fat man looked at the gloomy-faced Tian Jiuyou, smilingly said, “In the Ancient Realm Zone, you are king. But in the Celestial Court, you’re merely of lower grade. Those three dumbasses got one thing right, killing you is indeed easy.”