Chapter 2209 - 2206: You Know Too Little

The Curse Tree stared intently at Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan’s gaze swept over the Nine Netherworld Phoenix’s corpse and then looked at the Curse Tree, responding with a question instead: "Why aren’t you in the Second Layer of Cursed Land? What are you doing here?"

The Curse Tree squinted its eyes and snorted coldly: "Do you think this old one wants to be here? After finally reaching the Second Layer of Cursed Land, I’ve had to return here because of the turmoil caused by this Nine Netherworld Phoenix."

"Return?"

Ye Xuan chuckled: "Weren’t you elsewhere back then?"

The Curse Tree tilted the corners of its mouth, peeved, saying: "Enough nonsense, what are you doing here at this time?"

As they spoke, the Curse Tree kept sizing up Ye Xuan.

Seemingly trying to discern something.

"Stop looking."

Ye Xuan smirked slightly: "The soul of the Nine Netherworld Phoenix is no more."

The Curse Tree quickly withdrew its gaze, pretending to look at the Nine Netherworld Phoenix, and said coldly: "What nonsense are you talking? The Nine Netherworld Phoenix has always been suppressed here by the Four Extremes Underworld Pillar."

Seeing the Curse Tree unwilling to admit what happened to him before, Ye Xuan couldn’t help but shake his head and laugh.

But Ye Xuan didn’t press on the matter further, and simply asked: "If the soul of the Nine Netherworld Phoenix is gone, is there still a need to suppress this corpse?"

The Curse Tree frowned while looking at Ye Xuan: "What’s your intention?"

Ye Xuan replied indifferently: "Just asking, don’t mind."

The Curse Tree looked at the corpse of the Nine Netherworld Phoenix, and said solemnly: "Even if it is dead, its body must be suppressed here for eternity!"

The words carried a deeply rooted hatred.

Ye Xuan was not surprised.

After all, as he knew, the master whom the Curse Tree followed back then had died at the hands of the Nine Netherworld Phoenix.

Such hatred, naturally unforgettable.

"You still haven’t said why you’ve returned here?"

The Curse Tree snapped back to reality, and looked at Ye Xuan, asking with a frown.

Ye Xuan’s figure descended slowly, landing on the eastern Heavenly Pillar of the Four Extremes Underworld Pillar.

Ye Xuan’s movements made the Curse Tree somewhat uneasy, with its surrounding branches swaying, seemingly ready to take action at any moment.

Ye Xuan seemed oblivious to the Curse Tree’s hostility, speaking leisurely: "This world is about to enter chaos."

The Curse Tree was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Ye Xuan rubbed his forehead, speaking slowly and casually: "Just what it sounds like."

The Curse Tree’s face changed immediately: "Could it be..."

"The Dou Tian Divine Domain is coming?!"

The Curse Tree looked at Ye Xuan, with a surprisingly fearful expression.

Ye Xuan paused in his actions and looked at the Curse Tree, suddenly laughing: "You’re scared?"

The Curse Tree couldn’t hide its fear, with memories flashing within its blurry eyes, and its face involuntarily showed terror: "You don’t understand their horror..."

Ye Xuan spread his hands, smiling calmly: "What’s there to fear?"

The branches of the Curse Tree trembled, as if quivering, and it whispered: "You have never seen the horror of that battle, nor the twilight over the Emperor Pass Great Wall..."

"I have witnessed it."

Without waiting for the Curse Tree to finish, Ye Xuan interrupted it.

The Curse Tree looked at Ye Xuan, somewhat bewildered: "When did you witness it, you didn’t partake in that battle."

Ye Xuan snapped his fingers.

The Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd at his waist opened.

A sword light flashed suddenly.

A strange long sword with an extremely long blade, a black hilt, and a single edge like a knife appeared in front of Ye Xuan.

The River Soldier!

Ye Xuan stood with the sword in both hands, looking calmly at the Curse Tree, and said softly: "Last time I came to the Death Netherworld, you didn’t recognize this sword, now take a closer look."

Upon hearing this, the Curse Tree’s eyes kept scanning over the River Soldier.

It remembered this sword.

Back when Ye Xuan came, he battled it in the Second Layer of Cursed Land using this sword with a move the Curse Tree had never seen before.

Then it was defeated.

But...

That’s about it.

Does this sword have any other background?

The Curse Tree looked perplexedly at Ye Xuan: "Emperor Ye, say what you mean directly, don’t play these mind games with this old one, I don’t understand."

Hearing the Curse Tree’s words, Ye Xuan sighed slightly in his heart.

He was now certain that the Curse Tree likely hadn’t played a major role in that battle, perhaps not even participating in its core events.

Last time, Ye Xuan didn’t know the significance of the River Soldier.

But later he learned about the previous owner of the River Soldier, who had killed countless foes in that battle.

Even the heroes on the Emperor Pass Great Wall of the Ancient Immortal Realm recognized this sword.

But the Curse Tree didn’t know.

The Curse Tree didn’t even know who Old Ghost Liu Tree was.

Thinking about this.

Ye Xuan didn’t ask any further, he retracted the River Soldier back into the Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd, and said indifferently: "You know too little."

The Curse Tree: "???"

This old one truly doesn’t understand.

Then say what you mean!

The Curse Tree looked at Ye Xuan, speechless.

But Ye Xuan had no intention to explain further, speaking calmly: "I’ve delivered the message, let the Master of Netherworld come and negotiate with me."

Upon hearing this, the Curse Tree’s face turned ugly again.

It knew this was beyond its control.

"He is still asleep; waking him will take at least seven days."

The Curse Tree stated honestly.

"Seven days..."

Ye Xuan squinted his eyes, "Then let’s wait."

Coincidentally, this time aligns with the Azure Dragon Ghost Extreme’s planned completion.

No rush.

For a moment.

This eerie world fell into dead silence.

The Curse Tree looked at Ye Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the Four Extremes Underworld Pillar, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Nine Netherworld Phoenix... really dead?"

Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes, gazed at the Curse Tree, and asked with an intrigued expression: "Didn’t you say the Nine Netherworld Phoenix was always suppressed under this Four Extremes Underworld Pillar? Why ask me?"

The Curse Tree was suddenly speechless.

After a while.

The Curse Tree couldn’t help but say: "Emperor Ye, this old one didn’t speak truthfully, I apologize to you, and ask Emperor Ye to please inform me of the news!"

Ye Xuan smiled gently: "What’s in it for me?"

The Curse Tree: "..."

It knew that this bothersome Undying Night Emperor never moved without a benefit, always connecting every matter to self-interest.

But it had no choice.

It believed Emperor Ye made a valid point.

If the relationship isn’t that close, discussing interests is better than other matters.

More straightforward.

After thinking it over, the Curse Tree tentatively asked: "Would you like this old one to lend you my essence again?"

Ye Xuan glanced at the Curse Tree, and said dismissively: "What do I want that for? Besides, it’s useless to me now."

The Curse Tree was somewhat frustrated hearing this: "Then what do you want? This old one cannot offer anything now."

Ye Xuan grinned: "There is something actually, but I’m afraid you won’t agree."