Chapter 2084: Chapter 2084: The Moth to the Flame?

"Huh? I can fly now?"

Just appearing in the vast desert, Ye Haochuan felt a sudden lightness all over his body, as if a massive mountain that had been pressing on him was suddenly lifted.

This mountain was the powerful rule power of the Immortal Realm.

Without this mountain, Ye Haochuan could finally perform sword flight again, without having to walk everywhere on foot.

"Could it be that this is no longer the Immortal Realm?" Ye Haochuan couldn’t help but wonder.

At this moment, the Communicating with God Treasure Order suddenly popped out of the space ring, and a wisp of gray smoke floated out, gathering into a human shape, then said pretentiously, "Look at you, being so uninformed, of course, this isn’t the Immortal Realm!"

"Whoa, how did you get out of the ring by yourself? This doesn’t make sense!" Ye Haochuan exclaimed in surprise.

Dou Chi said smugly, "A mere storage ring, trying to trap a genius like me?"

Ye Haochuan thought for a moment, then laughed, "Come on, it’s just that the rules of this world aren’t as strong as those in the Immortal Realm. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to show off like this in another hundred years!"

Dou Chi’s expression froze slightly and said, "Don’t expose things like that; people are fragile, can’t you just leave it?"

"Get lost, I don’t have time to bicker with a guy who’s been dead for who knows how many thousands of years!" Ye Haochuan said impatiently, "Quickly tell me, what kind of world is this?"

"What, you actually think I’m all-knowing?"

Dou Chi retorted unhappily, "Do you know why the Myriad Realms Mansion is named as such? It’s because within the entire mansion, there are thousands of lower worlds. So many worlds, can I visit them all?"

"Damn, if you don’t know, then why are you acting all arrogant?" Ye Haochuan cursed in annoyance.

"How am I being arrogant? This is just the essence of this genius..."

Dou Chi wanted to say more, but Ye Haochuan didn’t care to listen to him. He casually released a wisp of spiritual energy and forced him back into the Communicating with God Treasure Order.

Damn it, the Gate of the World had to break right after sending me to such a lousy place. Are you deliberately trying to mess with me?

After pushing Dou Chi back into the ring, Ye Haochuan silently looked at the broken Gate of the World in his hand, cursing continuously in his heart.

To leave a world, you either use a cheat device like the Gate of the World or obediently look for a teleportation array. Now that the Gate of the World is broken, he can only find the teleportation array.

Fortunately, he could fly here, so it shouldn’t be too difficult to find.

Thinking of this, Ye Haochuan picked a random direction, summoned his flying sword, and flew out.

Having not been able to perform sword flight for a long time, Ye Haochuan felt extremely delighted to fly again.

About ten minutes later, Ye Haochuan saw the edge of the desert.

There was a very small village here, with many farmers in linen clothes diligently working on the not-so-fertile land.

Although these people were ordinary people who hadn’t cultivated, Ye Haochuan still held some hope, preparing to ask them for information about this world.

He landed in a secluded spot, walking towards a nearby farmer, when suddenly an unfriendly voice rang out, "Idiotic yellow skin, how dare you slack off, courting death!"

Huh? English?

Ye Haochuan was startled upon hearing the voice.

Ever since going to the Immortal Realm, Ye Haochuan hadn’t heard English again, thinking it was only an Earth specialty, but unexpectedly he encountered someone who could speak it here.

"Huh? Something’s not right!"

Upon seeing the appearance of this newcomer, Ye Haochuan frowned.

This newcomer, unlike the surrounding farmers, had the image of a Western man with yellow hair and white skin.

"Could I have returned to Earth?" The thought flashed in Ye Haochuan’s mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

The present Earth didn’t allow Caucasians the capital to be arrogant.

Ever since the Western Holy See was wiped out by the Evil Sect, and then the Evil Sect was exterminated by the Xuanmen, the pride of Westerners had been completely ground down.

Currently, Huaxia is the overlord on Earth, and those white skins can only live with their tails between their legs. How dare they yell at Asians?

"Hey? You still dare to ignore my words, do you have a death wish?" The Caucasian man glared.

At this time, a farmer closest to Ye Haochuan quickly signaled him, earnestly saying, "Young man, quickly kneel down and apologize to Lord John to avoid a beating!"

"Shut up, who allowed you to speak?"

The Caucasian named John angrily swung his whip.

The farmer, seeing the long whip coming, was scared pale, instinctively wanting to dodge.

However, compared to John’s whip, the farmer’s movements were turtle-like, unable to escape.

Violence was written all over John’s face, whipping others brought him satisfaction, especially when these yellow skins didn’t dare to resist and could only plead for mercy; just thinking about it was exhilarating.

Whip~

The sound of the whip cracked as expected.

But to everyone’s surprise, just as the whip was about to strike the farmer, he suddenly turned strangely, easily avoiding it.

"How is it possible? Am I seeing things?" John rubbed his eyes hard, in disbelief.

The same disbelief was felt by the farmer who clearly felt a gentle force push him away at the last moment, yet he hadn’t seen a single shadow.

Having confirmed he wasn’t seeing things, John’s face suddenly turned awkward.

"Damn it, you dare to dodge, I’ll kill you!"

Perhaps to prove that the previous incident was an illusion, John swung his whip even more fiercely.

Swish~

Just as the whip swung out, it suddenly broke into over a dozen pieces, scattering on the ground.

John was so frightened he shivered, sitting on the ground like he had seen a ghost.

"You... it was you..." John turned his head sharply towards Ye Haochuan, trembling all over.

For the first time, having not sensed it initially, he now clearly felt the spiritual energy radiating from Ye Haochuan.

"A mere postnatal cultivator, daring to show off in front of me, this world is truly unbelievable!" Ye Haochuan said with a bitter smile.

From the first glance, Ye Haochuan could tell John’s cultivation. However, due to the vast difference in cultivation between him and Ye Haochuan, John couldn’t discern Ye Haochuan’s cultivation, mistaking him for an ordinary person like the other farmers.

John swallowed heavily, trying to maintain his composure, then said with difficulty, "Impossible, any yellow skin with cultivation has long been killed by the lords of the Holy Temple; it’s impossible for any to remain, you must be a fake, bluffing!"

With this statement, he seemed to convince himself, mustering up the courage to stand up and summon a broad sword, swinging it at Ye Haochuan.

So eager to die, could this guy be the proverbial moth to a flame?

Ye Haochuan’s eyes flickered sharply, and John felt his dantian resonating with a powerful aura, exploding with a boom...