After an unknown period of time, Yuan Ye could no longer bear it. His eyes suddenly opened wide, and a bright light flashed in them. In that instant, Yuan Ye returned from the innate state to reality. The water pressure remained, and he still couldn't breathe, but Yuan Ye no longer felt any discomfort. With a splash! The sound of water was heard, and the pool water churned. Yuan Ye flew out of the pool. Yes, he flew. Yuan Ye had always wondered why, although his strength was not inferior to that of other Martial Lords and even stronger, those Martial Lords could fly while he couldn't. Today, Yuan Ye understood that Martial Lords had already begun to cultivate their souls. In addition to requiring strong power as an aid, the most important thing for flying was to have a soul strength at the Martial Lord level and an understanding of the Heavenly Dao. Now Yuan Ye not only had the flying supernatural power of a Martial Lord but even surpassed the Martial Lord level and reached the level of an Asura level expert. Martial Lords could fly, Soul Fighting level experts had broken free from the cycle of life and death, and Asura level experts could separate their souls from their bodies and travel outside. Yuan Ye had mastered all these supernatural powers. The only problem was that Yuan Ye's cultivation level was still at Martial Lord. After this mysterious state, Yuan Ye's fighting qi had become stronger, but compared to the huge progress in his soul and understanding of the Heavenly Dao, the improvement was not significant. Now Yuan Ye had reached the peak of Martial Lord and could easily slay any Martial Lord. But this power was still too weak. If he separated his soul from his body, it could only last for a second at most, which was of little significance. Outside the pool, the dazzling sunlight shone down. Yuan Ye, who hadn't seen the sun for half a year, felt a bit dazzled. Looking at this vibrant world again, Yuan Ye thought of the most bloody and cruel scene he had brought to this world. "People are soft and weak when they are born and become rigid when they die. Plants are tender and fragile when they are born and become withered and dry when they die. I, Yuan Ye, am now a person with heavy sins. I should uphold great righteousness to correct myself!" Yuan Ye waved his hand and flew directly towards Gu Yang City. If it were the previous Yuan Ye, he might not have been able to accept the fact that he had slaughtered a city. But now Yuan Ye's state of mind and understanding of the Heavenly Dao had reached a very high level. Yuan Ye knew clearly in his heart that instead of living painfully in the past, it was better to do something now to make up for his mistakes. Outside Gu Yang City, Yuan Ye walked in a low-key manner. But the more he walked, the more shocked he was. Although the tragedy in Gu Yang City had happened more than half a year ago, the rumors about him were still rampant. Even ordinary common people had heard the terrifying legend of the demon of slaughter. The various evil deeds of Yuan Ye, the "demon of slaughter", had already spread throughout the streets and alleys, and almost everyone knew about them. Fortunately, a long time had passed, and not many people had seen Yuan Ye's true face. People's impression was more of a Yuan Ye who was three meters tall, with tusks and venom flowing from his eyes. Those rumors had already vilified Yuan Ye to the extreme. Yuan Ye didn't enter the city. He carefully walked around Gu Yang City. It was not until darkness once again enveloped the earth that Yuan Ye crossed the moat from a remote place and entered Gu Yang City. For several consecutive days, Yuan Ye secretly investigated the whereabouts of Rui Xi, the little rascal, and the others. But by the fifth day, Yuan Ye had given up. It was night, and the sky was overcast. Heavy rain was falling on the ground. In a remote place, Yuan Ye held a notice in his hand. The notice described his evil deeds and called on righteous people to crusade against him. Even though his state of mind was extremely strong and his understanding of the Heavenly Dao had reached a very high level, looking at the notice, Yuan Ye's hand still couldn't help trembling. The rain soaked his clothes and dripped down from his hair, but Yuan Ye didn't notice. Fifty thousand women, children, and infants, slaughtered and torn apart one by one! Such atrocities were truly unacceptable to heaven and earth and enraged both gods and men. If Yuan Ye encountered such a person, he would surely tear him to pieces. But it was he himself who had done all this. "I didn't expect that I had committed such a great crime. I thought I had only killed those few pregnant women. Damn it!" Yuan Ye smiled bitterly and couldn't help but curse. "Rui Xi is simple and kind, Cen Sen is full of righteousness, Xu Zijing has a broad mind, and even Murong Qiang has no bad deeds. They are all good people. What am I going to do if I go to them now? Let them follow me, a demon of slaughter, and become the object of everyone's spurning, or let them flee with me and keep avoiding the pursuit of people all over the world?" Yuan Ye tore the notice to pieces and sighed again. "I came to this world and it turned out to be a tragedy. Forget it, forget it!" "Little brother, why are you standing in the rain? Come in and take shelter." The gate of a house in front of Yuan Ye was gently opened. A middle-aged man came out with an umbrella and saw Yuan Ye standing in the heavy rain. He immediately shouted. "Thank you!" Yuan Ye cupped his hands but didn't go in. "Brother, it's still raining heavily so late. Are you still going out?" "Hehe, the new state lord is reselecting officials. Today, the list of selected candidates will be announced. I'm going to have a look. Brother, you see, it hasn't rained in Gu Yang City for several months, but it's raining today. Does it mean that I might return empty-handed?" Yuan Ye was stunned and suddenly thought of a sentence: "Hearing the sound of rain at night, a traveler asks about his future. With hazy eyes, he only says, ding-dong, ding-dong..." "Don't worry, brother. You're not the only one in this rain." Yuan Ye smiled slightly and then soared into the sky, ignoring the surprised expression on the middle-aged man's face and flying directly towards the state lord's residence. Inside the state lord's residence, an old man in a blue robe, about sixty years old, was sitting in the position of the state lord. This old man was also a Martial Lord. When almost all the Martial Lords in Gu Yang City were dead, he was sent from another place by Wu Song to become the new state lord. The old man was powerful and had great talent in governing the city. Coming here after the great disaster in Gu Yang City also showed his governing ability. "What? Where is Jiang Yuanfeng?" Yuan Ye suddenly appeared, startling the old man in the blue robe. "He has already come. I didn't notice it at all. A master, an absolute master!" The old man's mind raced, and he didn't dare to be negligent. He immediately said, "Jiang Yuanfeng was taken away by Master Wu Song a month ago. I am temporarily serving as the state lord of Gu Yang State." "Taken away? Why?" Yuan Ye frowned and immediately asked. "I don't know. I only vaguely heard something about a map." The old man immediately replied. "Map!?" Yuan Ye was stunned. When he regained his sanity, he felt a blood contract relationship with a map. At that time, Yuan Ye didn't pay much attention. But now, hearing what the old man in the blue robe said, Yuan Ye suddenly became interested. "I have 8,000 gold coins here. Please use them for the construction of Gu Yang City. This can be regarded as the first step in my atonement. May I ask where I can save more people?" Yuan Ye's space ring lit up, and 8,000 gold coins suddenly appeared, shining brightly in the hall. 8,000 gold coins were equivalent to 80 million. This was the money Yuan Ye won when he bet on himself. Now he gave it all to Gu Yang City. "Giving 80 million and still wanting to save more people?" The old man in the blue robe immediately admired Yuan Ye. "To save more people, you naturally have to go to the place where the most people die. At the border between Flaming Continent and Ice Soul Continent, there is fighting every day. Those masters not only die themselves but also fly thousands of miles. If they fly to a small city, a powerful move might take away the lives of thousands of people. It's just that the border area between the two continents is extremely dangerous. Even the probability of death for legendary masters is very high." "The border area between Flaming Continent and Ice Soul Continent. Okay, from today on, I will change my name and atone for my sins. I hope to save more people and soothe my soul." Yuan Ye said and flicked his sleeve and flew out directly. In the sky, Yuan Ye flew rapidly towards the border area between the two continents. At the same time, with a thought, thousands of miles away, in a secret room in the City of Hope, a middle-aged man with double pupils and six fingers on each hand watched the map in his hand fly away rapidly but had no intention of stopping it. "Senior Wu Song, you see, what I said is correct. The map has indeed been preemptively recognized by someone's blood. That person is Yuan Ye. I wanted to present the map to you. But for a treasure that has been recognized by blood, with a single thought of the owner, the treasure will return to the owner. Even if we try to stop it, we can't. So..." In front of this middle-aged man with double pupils, a middle-aged man was firmly bound by heavy iron. This man was Yuan Ye's great enemy, Jiang Yuanfeng. And the one Jiang Yuanfeng was facing was Wu Song, a Heavenly Saint level expert.