Chapter 821: All Parties Arrive

“Lord Referee, I’m sorry for the trouble.” Guangyu bowed again, her voice gentle.
“No need for such formality. Just call me Su Che,” Su Che said with a smile, waving his hand.
Guangyu nodded in agreement, exuding a soft, delicate aura—more like a refined lady just leaving home than an Immortal Emperor.
Her mother, Immortal Emperor Guangyi, said with a smile, “My task is complete. From here on, it’s up to you.”
With that, she casually opened a teleportation portal and, under the watchful eyes of Su Che and Guangyu, returned to the Tianluo Sacred Land in the Cloud Immortal Realm.
“Let’s go.”
Su Che didn’t say much more and flew with Guangyu to the location thousands of miles away, where Hei Luo and the others were.
Half an hour had passed—were Hei Luo and Ao Jiang still fighting there?
In the blink of an eye, they arrived. Hei Luo, the masked strongman, and the Three Dragons of Ao Jiang were all there, along with a mysterious female immortal who was completely invisible—she surely hadn’t left either. Moreover, two more people appeared in the sky.
Both of them were Immortal Emperors at the Eighth Heaven realm, one male and one female.
Su Che knew these two Eighth Heaven Immortal Emperors weren’t on the same side; they represented different Immortal Lords.
“Quite lively, isn’t it?” Su Che thought to himself with a smile.
“Who are these two newcomers?” Lao Hei asked curiously.
“You’ll find out soon,” Su Che replied mysteriously with a smile.
Su Che’s return wasn’t a big deal, but Guangyu’s appearance surprised Hei Luo, Ao Jiang, and the others. They all recognized Guangyu as the most cherished daughter of Immortal Emperor Guangyi.
Before anyone could speak, Su Che said to the Three Dragons of Ao Jiang, “It’s impossible to capture Hei Luo now. Go back. The Dragon Emperor Immortal Lord won’t scold you for this.”
His tone was calm, without any sarcasm. This was because he had just received a reminder from the Sacred Mother Immortal Lord: those who trouble you now may not necessarily be your enemies in the future.
Since the Dragon Emperor Immortal Lord might not truly become an enemy, there was no need to harbor hatred or hostility toward his subordinates. For now, everything remained uncertain!
The Three Dragons of Ao Jiang didn’t respond. Though they admitted Su Che’s words were true, the orders given by the Dragon Emperor Immortal Lord had to be fulfilled with all their strength. They couldn’t give up until the very end.
Su Che’s expression remained unchanged, his demeanor natural. His earlier words seemed meaningless, but in reality, they were meant to verify whether the predicted future matched what was happening in reality.
It was exactly the same!

Ao Jiang Sanlong’s reaction was exactly as expected.
“It’s a strange feeling,” Su Che thought. “The scene before me is as if it’s already happened once—entirely in my memory. It’s as though I’m watching these performers reenact a play I’ve seen before.”
“The difference is that the second time you watch, you can change the outcome of the performance,” Lao He added. “But if there’s a change in this performance, could it trigger a chain reaction, causing subsequent events to change as well? If so, many things would be beyond your control.”
“There’s nothing I can do about that,” Su Che replied in his mind. “Unless I’m completely satisfied with the future outcome and don’t want to change it at all…”
At that moment, the male Eighth Heaven Immortal Emperor spoke to Su Che, “I am Feng Sheng, representing the Sacred Thunder Immortal Lord. I invite young Su Che to visit the Sacred Pool of Thunder.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t go!”
Su Che’s reply was decisive, leaving Feng Sheng stunned. This was because Su Che had already known that someone would step forward to confront him, sparing him the trouble. Sure enough, the female Eighth Heaven Immortal Emperor then said, “I am Feng Xiao, representing the Phoenix Immortal Lord. I will escort Brother Su Che safely along the way.”
“Thank you, Feng Xiao,” Su Che said with a bow.
Feng Xiao nodded gently. Though she showed friendliness toward Su Che, her aloof and icy demeanor remained evident.
Lao He couldn’t help but guess, “Master, why are these Immortal Lords suddenly appearing? Could it be because they’ve realized you already possess the ability to travel through time?”
“Not only that!”
Su Che replied gravely in his mind. “Every time I travel through time, it not only affects me but also brings immeasurable changes to this entire universe. As for the extent of those changes, I still haven’t figured it out yet.”
“Changes to the entire universe? Or just ‘huge’ changes?” Lao He was astonished. “Master, do we really have such an influence?”
“I’m afraid so, indeed,” Su Che nodded in his mind.
Feng Sheng, representing the Sacred Thunder Immortal Lord, spoke loudly again, “Young Su Che, the Sacred Thunder Immortal Lord knows that you’re gathering the remains of demon gods that contain the essence of time. He has prepared a special gift at the Sacred Pool of Thunder, one that will surely satisfy you.”

“Thank you for your kind offer, Sacred Lord Saint Lei, but I truly don’t have the time to visit the Sacred Land of Thunder at the moment,” Su Che replied calmly. “I’ve already promised Hei Luo and Guang Yu that I’d take them to the Sacred Lord’s treasure vault. Let’s discuss other matters after this opportunity at the treasure vault has passed.”

Su Che’s reason for refusal was quite reasonable—what could be more important in the immortal realm than the Sacred Lord’s treasure vault?

With that, Feng Sheng had no better argument. He couldn’t possibly force someone to give up such a chance. That wouldn’t be an invitation—it would be outright abduction.

Su Che first signaled Hei Luo to come to his side, with Guang Yu on either side of him. Then, he bowed to the others and said, “I have other matters to attend to. I must take my leave.”

Swish!

He casually opened a teleportation portal that led directly to the spatial passage under the rule of the Evil Emperor Sacred Lord, into the Origin Demon Realm…

“If you want to leave, you have to leave Hei Luo behind!”

Ao Jiang waved his hand, using a technique to disrupt space, causing complete chaos within hundreds of miles. The teleportation portal naturally shattered and disappeared.

“I knew you’d do this.”

Su Che snorted coldly and said to Hei Luo and Guang Yu, “Let’s go.”

With space disrupted, teleportation and instant movement techniques became useless, forcing them to use conventional flying methods to leave. Ao Jiang’s three dragons tried to block them again but were intercepted by masked strongmen and invisibles.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

Su Che and the two others flew ahead, with Feng Sheng and Feng Xiao closely following. Ao Jiang’s three dragons and the masked strongmen chased after them while fighting.

Although the masked strongmen and invisibles were far stronger than Ao Jiang’s three dragons, killing them wasn’t easy either. After all, Ao Jiang’s three dragons represented the Dragon Emperor Sacred Lord, so they couldn’t truly be killed.

These people were all representatives of the Sacred Lords, so their battles were bound by restraint—no one dared to resort to killing easily.

After flying in this chaotic manner for half an hour, Lao Hei suddenly asked, “Master, where are we going?”

Lao Hei noticed that Su Che’s flight direction wasn’t toward that spatial passage but deviated significantly.

“To find someone,” Su Che replied in his mind.

“Who?” Lao Hei asked curiously.

“You’ll find out soon,” Su Che said, acting like a prophet elder from some tribe, his words and actions filled with mystery.

Another fifteen minutes passed, and as they flew over a mountain range, Su Che suddenly said to Hei Luo and Guang Yu, “Drive them away!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he launched an attack on the Three Dragons of Aojiang first.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom…
From a distance of a hundred miles, over a dozen Chaos Fists were sent flying as well.
At such a long distance, the power of the Chaos Fists couldn’t be concentrated, so although their impact was quite impressive, their actual destructive power was minimal—far too weak to cause any harm to the Three Dragons of Aojiang.
At the same time, Hei Luo’s Black Dragon energy and Guang Yu’s myriad light swords also struck forward; their combined attack power was far greater than that of Su Che.
Already under heavy attacks from the masked strongmen and the invisibles, the Three Dragons of Aojiang were now facing an additional assault from Su Che and his two companions, leaving them struggling to hold on.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft…
Their defensive barriers were successively pierced by golden spears and silver swords. In the blink of an eye, all three dragons were slightly injured.
Though such injuries could heal within moments, it was clear that the situation was extremely unfavorable for them. If this continued, the injuries would become far more serious.
Aojiang sighed inwardly, “I’ve done my best. This is as far as I can go.”
With the enemy being far stronger than them and the chances of completing the mission at zero, it made sense for them to return and report.
Aojiang considered retreating and planned to send a message to the two Dragon Emperor guards to withdraw, but unexpectedly…
Vroom…
Within a range of thousands of miles, space trembled, and the sky suddenly darkened. Everyone realized that some super-powered being had instantly enveloped this area with their personal domain.
“Which Immortal Lord has acted?”
Everyone except Su Che was shocked. After all, they were all Immortal Emperors at the seventh or eighth level of the celestial hierarchy. To find themselves caught off guard in someone else’s domain meant the attacker must possess peak strength at the level of an Immortal Lord—something even ordinary Immortal Emperors at the ninth level couldn’t achieve.
Yet, beyond their shock, what surprised them even more was that the various Immortal Lords were still in a state of mutual supervision and restraint. It was far from the time when chaos would reign in the world—so how could one of them act rashly?
Only Su Che already knew the answer.
“Elder Swallowing Sky Rat, it’s been a long time,” Su Che said, bowing toward the void.
“Swallowing Sky Rat?”
Aojiang and the others were even more astonished: This ancient demon god wasn’t only still alive but also hiding in the celestial realm?
Everyone knew that Swallowing Sky Rat was one of the top demon gods, second only to the Twelve Ancestral Witches. If he had survived unscathed to this day, his strength was undoubtedly on par with, if not surpassing, that of an Immortal Lord—strong without fail.

But how could the Heavenly Dao allow such a powerful ancient demon god to still exist in the world? Weren’t they supposed to have perished long ago? Moreover, the stronger the demon god, the more severe and thorough the sanctions imposed by the Heavenly Dao, making resurrection impossible. So, what exactly is this so-called Senior Swallowing Sky Rat that Su Che mentioned?