This ti, Shang Bin couldn’t help but speak up. "Young Master?" he asked, shocked.
Those words were sothing that the old man used to repeat to that glorious young master that the Tang Clan once had, the son of the most powerful man to ever set foot in the clan.
Back then, Shang Bin wasn’t that good. His talent was there, but he couldn’t compare to any of the Young Masters at the top of the pyramid, so he rarely had the opportunity to et that great master, although he had a good friendship with that legendary young master.
But that legendary... He was dead!
Everyone knew it. He died in that explosion of the world, swallowed up by his own destruction.
That’s why it was hard for him to understand how he could be seeing him.
Tang Yin smiled slightly.
"I ca back from the dead, Shang Bin, old friend," he said. "It seems that even death was afraid of ."
"You..." Shang Bin couldn’t help but take several steps back, but he remained firm in his defensive and offensive stance. "Who are you?!" he shouted.
"Why are you impersonating our Great Young Master?!"
His roar, though restrained, was powerful.
’He has really beco very strong. At that ti, he wasn’t that talented, but just 2,000 years later, he managed to exceed all expectations.’
"You have beco strong in these 2,000 years. I am surprised."
"Answer or I will attack!" Shang Bin clenched his hands.
"But just as two thousand years have passed for you, so have they for ," said Tang Yin, stepping forward.
He was so fast and so skilled that in an instant, he was in front of Shang Bin, clutching the arrays in his hand as if they were his own.
"It’s been two thousand years. How is your father?" he asked, smiling.
Shang Bin suddenly found that nothing was under his control anymore.
All the arrays were under Tang Yin’s absolute control and were imdiately deactivated in a single move.
Shang Bin could do nothing to stop it. He was in shock.
This force... far surpassed him. It was absolute power.
He couldn’t believe it, but before his eyes stood soone capable of overcoming his entire clan, for no one here could achieve such a thing. Not even the Master.
"You..." Shang Bin stamred. "Are you really Lord Tang Yin?"
If anyone in this world were capable of doing that after disappearing for two thousand years, it would be Tang Yin. At that ti, it was estimated that, in a thousand years, he would reach heights no one had ever achieved, given his ridiculous growth.
"I am."
"But you..."
"Death is not the end when it cos to , it seems. A few years ago, I even faced the dreaded death and its heir, and they were not as amazing as I had been told."
Shang Bin remained silent, trying to process the information. Tang Yin did not want to waste ti, so he decided to reveal several things from their past or unique things that only Tang Yin had or knew where to find.
In the end, Tang Shang Bin had no choice but to believe his words, and he imdiately cheered up.
"Young Master, your return will surely delight the Grand Master and your wives. They have beco very powerful!"
Tang Yin nodded. "I didn’t co just to say hello. I ca to settle debts."
"You... want to fight them?"
"I’m already doing it." Tang Yin looked at the horizon in the direction of the world he ca from. It was very far away, but Shang Bin knew perfectly well what world was there.
"That bastard Yan Hu, I’ve searched tirelessly for him, but he’s hiding inside the sect and doesn’t dare accept my challenge to a duel to the death." Shang Bin clenched his fists in rage.
"Hahaha, you don’t need to worry about him anymore. The Yan Clan of the Sword Sect has fallen," he declared.
"Huh?"
"Better tell , how is your father?" Tang Yin asked, ignoring his own words that Shang Bin couldn’t ignore.
"Y-Young Master, w-what did you say?"
"Hm? How is your father?" He repeated the question.
"No, not that. The other thing... About the Yan Clan."
"Oh." Tang Yin nodded. "I destroyed it. The news will reach you soon."
"W-what?!"
"Shh." Tang Yin imdiately silenced him. Now that he was dealing with Shang Bin again, he understood why he always wanted to punch him in the face back then.
He was a man who was surprised by everything and nothing, but even more so, he found it difficult to respond to things. It was as if he ignored everything that didn’t interest him... Although he knew that wasn’t the case. He simply spoke without thinking many tis.
"You’re still the sa as ever." Tang Yin tapped his forehead. "Stop being surprised by everything and just answer what I asked you..."
But he couldn’t help it this ti, because he had said sothing hard to believe, so he had to repeat it.
"Before coming here, I made a quick visit with my troops to the Sword World. I fought Yan Hu and Yan Hutian, and they’re all dead. That world... well, the news will co soon."
Tang Yin then looked behind him. "There are a lot of people there. Go talk to them and tell them that nothing has happened. Co see after that and tell what happened while we’re on our way to the Clan," he said, not giving Shang Bin ti to speak, because letting him do so would be to stray from the main issues.
He pushed him from behind and made him run to do precisely what he had said.
’Two thousand years haven’t changed much.’ Tang Yin smiled, although he sensed that the real change would be much greater than he imagined.
A while later, Shang Bin ca running back. "Sir..."
"Let’s get moving. Don’t worry about this place, I’m protecting it personally, so nothing will happen." He said that before Shang Bin could ask any silly questions. "In the anti, tell about what has happened in recent years. How is your father?"
Shang Bin nodded quickly, and they both began to walk through the mountains with giant strides.
"Sir, my father died 2,000 years ago. During the Great Assault of the Supre Clans, he sacrificed himself for the young people, since, after your death, they almost killed part of our young generation in a surprise attack."
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