# Chapter 1683: Yan Mo's Great Tribulation
"Old ghost, you..."
Yan Wan Gui's ruthless voice made Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun's old eyes widen, their faces filled with terror.
But, whether in words or actions, their dissuasion was not too strong.
The Yan Mo Three Ancestors shared the same fate, the same predicament. Since Yan Wan Gui's conviction had wavered, how could they not have been shaken?
Yan Wan Gui was the first to step forward... They too wanted to see if Yun Che, after planting the slave mark on him, could truly do what he had previously claimed.
"Very good."
Yun Che looked down, his face showing approval as he gazed at Yan Wan Gui. His palm fell, fingers spread, and directly grabbed hold of Yan Wan Gui's head.
Yan Wan Gui's entire body trembled, then continued to shake violently... But, he gradually lowered his soul defenses bit by bit, until there was no defense at all.
Only his teeth shattered one after another.
Yun Che's gaze focused, the slave imprint formed in his palm and pierced directly into Yan Wan Gui's soul.
Yan Wan Gui's whole body shuddered, and Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun even held their breath completely... But, amid the shudders, Yan Wan Gui offered no resistance at all, allowing the slave imprint from Yun Che to be deeply engraved into the depths of his soul.
Unless Yun Che personally removed it, or completely destroyed his soul, it would never be extinguishable.
Yan Wan Gui, this first-generation inheritor of the Yan Mo bloodline, had become the first member of the Yan Mo clan to be implanted with a slave mark.
Yun Che's palm slowly moved away from Yan Wan Gui's head.
Thump!
Yan Wan Gui prostrated himself with both hands on the ground, his head bowed, his previously stiff kneeling posture instantly transforming into the most humble prostration: "This old slave Yan Wan Gui pays homage to master."
There was no anger, no resentment, no hatred—only extreme piety and fear.
From the moment the slave mark was planted, the only meaning and belief remaining in his remaining years was to be loyal to Yun Che, never to defy him in the slightest.
Thoroughly and truly, he had become a loyal dog.
Watching Yan Wan Gui's posture of lying on all fours, Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun stared straight ahead, silent for a long time. Their hearts were filled with endless sorrow and desolation.
A Yan ancestor reduced to a slave... In their past dreams, they could not have dreamed of such an absurd joke.
Yun Che paid them no heed. The hand that had left Yan Wan Gui's head suddenly flashed with black light, heavily grabbing Yan Wan Gui's shoulder.
Boom!!
Facing the master's force, it was impossible for Yan Wan Gui to have the slightest resistance. The dark profound light spread through his entire body in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it completely engulfed him.
"Ahhh... ugh ahhhh!"
From within the black radiance came Yan Wan Gui's intermittent screams of agony. These screams immediately cut off the expectations of Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun, making them tremble all over in shock and anger.
"You... what are you doing!"
"You were indeed..."
Bam!!
Before they finished shouting, the black radiance suddenly exploded, and Yan Wan Gui was flung far away, landing beside Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun.
He hurriedly rolled over to rise, but the moment he straightened his upper body, he suddenly froze. Then, trembling, he raised both hands, staring blankly at them, as if he had suddenly fallen into an incredible dream.
And Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun, who were about to approach him, also froze completely. Their four eyeballs bulged violently, unable to believe their own eyes and spiritual senses for a long time.
Because Yan Wan Gui's life aura and soul aura had completely changed.
They had become thick and turbid, yet incredibly clear. Most importantly, the connection between his aura and the yin qi of the Eternal Dark Bone Sea had clearly been severed. The dark yin qi no longer actively surged toward his body, yet he was still alive. His power had not dissipated, and his life and soul were exceptionally strong and stable.
"Ah... ah... aahh..."
Yan Wan Gui stared at his own hands, a dry groan like a sleep-talker spilling from his throat.
Suddenly, his entire body shook. He violently prostrated himself, his head heavily thudding against the ground: "This old slave thanks master for the grace! Thanks master for the grace! Thanks master for the grace!"
His head struck the ground, and he remained kneeling for a long time. On his withered, timber-like face, tears of old age streamed down within moments.
Being implanted with a slave mark essentially added a conviction of never defying the one who planted the imprint, without altering or interfering with one's memory or other will.
Therefore, he clearly understood what the changes in his body signified.
"From this moment on, your name is Yan San." Yun Che said coldly.
Now that he had become a loyal dog under his command, he should discard his past, even his name... And retaining the surname "Yan" could be considered the master's first grace.
Yan San kowtowed again, weeping with gratitude: "This old slave Yan San thanks master for bestowing the name!"
"Very good." Yun Che nodded in approval.
Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun's faces were still filled with daze. The transformation of Yan Wan Gui from Yan ancestor to loyal dog was far less shocking than the change in his aura.
"Old ghost, have you really already... already..." Yan Wan Chi still couldn't believe it.
Yan San turned around and said with extreme excitement: "Yes! Master did not deceive us. My life and soul are now completely independent. I no longer need to rely on this rotten abyss to survive!"
"Hurry! Hurry and let master plant slave marks on you too, to join in serving the master! Not only will you gain rebirth, but you will also have the fortune to be loyal to the master. What are you still hesitating for!"
He was not only excited but also extremely eager, wishing he could rush over right then and personally push Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun in front of Yun Che.
To him now, being a loyal dog for Yun Che was absolutely the greatest happiness and glory in the world.
Before Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun could respond, Yun Che's mouth suddenly curled, and a strong, intense light profound light burst from his body.
The light torture descended again. Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun were pierced through their souls by ten thousand blades, both letting out pig-killing screams, rolling and struggling on the ground, in agony beyond endurance.
Yan San's body abruptly shuddered, and even the scream reflexively surged to his throat. But immediately, his body froze. He raised a hand to shield his eyes, remaining frozen in place with his mouth wide open.
The light enveloped him, still bringing a strong sense of discomfort. But compared to the torture he had just endured, this discomfort was like the difference between heaven and hell.
His body still burned with intense pain, but it was no longer easily gnawed away. He slightly activated his dark profound force, and the remaining discomfort was quickly dispelled.
Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun, whose lives and souls were being devoured as they wailed in purgatory, clearly saw Yan San, who was unharmed within the light and showed no signs of pain. Their cries twisted, their struggles became chaotic, and in their pupils, a desire and plea intensified many times over.
"Tell me, what is your choice now?" Yun Che radiated sacred profound light, yet his voice was like that of a demon whispering.
"Plant the mark!!" As soon as Yun Che finished speaking, Yan Wan Hun used all his willpower to desperately shout: "I beg you... plant the mark on me! Plant the mark! Aaaaahhhh——"
The complete collapse of Yan Wan Hun's conviction finally became the last straw that broke Yan Wan Chi's remaining persistence.
When conviction completely collapses, any dignity or honor shatters into pieces along with it. Yan Wan Chi, while screaming, mustered all his remaining strength to actively crawl toward Yun Che's feet: "Plant the mark on me... Spare me... Spare me aaaaahhhh!!"
Yun Che retracted his hand, and the light completely dissipated.
Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun collapsed to the ground, gasping, their faces showing a deathly gray that could have been despair or relief.
In their trembling, shifting black pupils, Yun Che walked forward slowly. Each heavy footstep directly stepped on their souls.
Finally, he stood before the two of them. Both hands shot out simultaneously, grabbing the heads of the two Yan ancestors.
"No need to be nervous." Yun Che said lightly with a smile. "You still have a chance to regret it. If you regret it, feel free to resist. I don't have the ability to forcefully plant slave marks on people. On the other hand, I still have many fun methods left unused. If I lose the chance to use them, wouldn't that be a pity?"
The slow, indifferent voice made Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun's bodies tremble involuntarily, unable to stop, and no sound could come from their mouths.
Although it had only been six days, their fear of Yun Che was so deep that ordinary people couldn't even imagine it.
If a devil truly existed in this world, it must be this terrifying man before them.
Yun Che focused his spirit slightly, formed a slave imprint in each hand, and drove them straight into the souls of the two.
The two Yan ancestors clearly felt the condensation and entry of the slave imprints... But neither Yan Wan Chi nor Yan Wan Hu, not even for an instant, offered resistance.
As the slave marks were simultaneously etched, Yun Che's eyes finally rippled with some excited, unusual light at this moment.
Because from this moment on, the most mysterious and terrifying existence in the Northern Divine Realm—the three founding ancestors of the Yan Mo Realm—had all become loyal dogs belonging solely to him!
This power belonged entirely to him!
Back when he learned from Chi Wuyue about the existence of the three Yan ancestors in the Eternal Dark Bone Sea, this thought had taken shape in his mind.
And now, in only a few short days, he had succeeded without incident... And only he in this world could accomplish this.
Three old monsters at the Divine Emperor level—what an enormous, what a terrifying force!
Yun Che changed his hand seal, activating Dark Eternal Calamity. The same black radiance that had appeared on Yan Wan Gui now shone simultaneously on Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun, forcibly correcting and altering the dark laws they had established with the Eternal Dark Bone Sea.
As he had said, after breaking free from the shackles of the Eternal Dark Bone Sea's laws and regaining independent life and soul, the life aura remaining in the three Yan ancestors could only support them for at most another ten thousand years.
But this time frame was more than enough for Yun Che.
"Thank you, master, for the grace!" Having escaped the shackles of the Eternal Dark Bone Sea and obtained independent life and soul, Yan Wan Chi and Yan Wan Hun were as ecstatic as Yan Wan Gui, tears streaming down their aged faces.
"From now on, you are called Yan Yi," Yun Che's gaze shifted from Yan Wan Chi to Yan Wan Hun. "You are Yan Er. Understood?"
"Thank you, master, for bestowing the name." The two Yan ancestors were grateful and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Now..." Yun Che reached out his hand to them. "Hand over the source artifact of Yan Mo to me."
What the source artifact of the Yan Mo Realm was, Yun Che had no idea, nor had he received any relevant information from anyone.
But he could figure it out with his little toe: it must be on the three Yan ancestors.
Because this most important inheritance core of the Yan Mo Realm would be safest only within the Eternal Dark Bone Sea, on the three Yan ancestors, where there would never be any need to worry about mishaps.
On the other hand, from the three Yan ancestors' perspective, since they themselves were still alive, how could they be willing to hand it over to their descendants?
Unfortunately, in this generation, they had encountered Yun Che.
"Yes, master."
Completely without surprising him, Yan Wan Chi immediately stepped forward, raised both hands high, and presented a square black cauldron about two feet long, wreathed in black light. He offered it respectfully and without any hesitation before Yun Che.
Yun Che squinted his eyes, grabbing it with one hand.
Following the Burning Moon Demon Jade of the Burning Moon Realm, the inheritance lifeline of the Yan Mo Realm was now also firmly in his grasp.
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The Eternal Dark Demon Palace was shrouded in solemn silence.
This was the tenth day since Yun Che had been buried in the Eternal Dark Bone Sea.
The Eternal Dark Bone Sea had shown no movement at all, which did not arouse any concern in Yan Tianxiao. However, the Jiehun Realm side also remained completely still, which instead gave him a faint sense of unease.
When things are abnormal, there must be a demon. Besides, Chi Wuyue was far more terrifying than any true demon.
The Jiehun Realm side had not moved for a long time, and Yan Tianxiao could no longer sit still.
"Father King, are you planning to go out?"
When Yan Jie came to report as usual, he saw Yan Tianxiao's figure about to pass through the barrier of the Eternal Dark Demon Palace.
Yan Tianxiao said in a deep voice: "It has been a long time since I last visited the Jiehun Realm. It seems the time has come."
"Jie'er, you will come with me."
"Yes."
Yan Jie responded. Just as the two were about to step out of the eternal dark barrier, a heaven-shaking roar suddenly exploded behind them.
Yan Tianxiao and Yan Jie turned around like lightning... At the very center of the Eternal Dark Demon Palace, at the entrance to the Eternal Dark Bone Sea, a pitch-black pillar of light shot into the sky.
Accompanying it was a dark storm triggered by the simultaneous collapse of the thirty-six layers of seals that had locked the Eternal Dark Bone Sea.