Mid-January, Heavenly Realm Battlefield.
West of the Divine Mountain of Thunder, inside an unremarkable stone peak over a hundred kiloters away.
Yin Yan leaned against the stone wall, quietly sitting, the half of the Tiger Talisman in her palm gently vibrating.
She knew the other half of the Tiger Talisman was rapidly approaching.
"Zzz~zz~"
Suddenly, the faint sound of an electric current was heard, and in the blink of an eye, a tall figure had already stord into the cave.
The newcor was draped in a prestigious purple robe, adorned with golden arm armor, his expression solemn and imposing without anger.
"Hoo!!"
A fierce wave of Divine Power stirred up the placid sea of mist.
The cave was filled with a misty haze.
A slightly hoarse female voice echoed within the cave: "Why did it take so long?"
Huangfu brushed aside the mist before him, looking toward the stone wall on the west side: "In the recent war, Lord Dong Ting suffered a great loss and was furious. I want to apply to leave the Divine Mountain, but need to find the right opportunity."
Yin Yan let out a cold snort: "Heh, Lord Dong Ting..."
Evidently, she had so prejudice regarding the term "Lord."
Huangfu did not engage further, continuing: "Moreover, you just visited the Divine Mountain, and if I leave shortly after, it would be too conspicuous."
"Hmm." Yin Yan acknowledged the reason.
"Lady Yin, why have you called out here?" Huangfu inquired.
If it weren’t for the fact that this woman was the widow of an old friend, Huangfu would have never risked so much to et her.
Yin Yan remained seated, the thick mist drowning her head, a hoarse female voice erged from within: "I t soone, soone truly deserving of being called ’Lord.’
Huangfu outwardly remained impassive, yet his heart grew increasingly heavy.
What does this an?
The influence behind Yin Yan... that so-called Lord, what are they trying to do in the shadows?
Is she here to pull him into their fold?
Huangfu’s heart resisted, and he was in complete denial from the bottom of his heart.
He did not believe any power could surpass the Cloud Sea Sect.
Even such a colossus had crumbled in an instant...
Moreover, after the incident with the Cloud Sea Sect, All Gods were particularly wary of the Human Clan! Under strict supervision, what storm could the Human Clan possibly stir up?
"Lady Yin, I know that Qingshan’s death hit you really hard..."
Yin Yan interrupted directly: "If Qingshan were still here, he would be devotedly following, even worshipping."
Huangfu’s heart skipped a beat!
Zheng Qingshan, disciple of the Mountain Lord, carried the unique aura of a God — the King’s Aura!
Among the Eight Heavenly Demons, Sky Phoenix was the leader.
But that was a product of the mortal nation’s societal values.
In terms of combat power and montum, the Mountain Lord was the undisputed Beast God King!
To find soone in this world that Zheng Qingshan would follow with unwavering devotion...
There was,
and only one!
Qiao Wanjun.
"Gulp." Huangfu’s Adam’s apple moved, a sense of unrealistic fantasy rising within him.
Has Sect Master Qiao returned?
How can that be possible?
Even the old mbers of the Cloud Sea scattered in the Heavenly Realm are so monitored by God Demon, how could she, as the Human Clan leader, have any chance to act covertly?
Moreover, Yin Yan just ntioned "worshipping with devotion."
Sect Master Qiao indeed stands above all beings, there’s no doubt about that.
But worship?
Qiao Wanjun is a person of dignity and integrity!
She does not toy with beings or absorb faith like a deity...
At this thought, Huangfu’s heart surged with turmoil! Is Yin Yan colluding with a particular God or Evil Demon to stir trouble?
Could she have joined the camp of the Faceless Jade Venerable?
The conditions offered by the Faceless Jade Venerable are indeed hard to resist.
Eternal life!
Immortal and eternal...
But who can confirm that what the Faceless Jade Venerable says is true? Based on the displayed deanor, her extre ruthlessness is evident.
Compared to God Demon, she is even more so!
Zheng Qingshan could not worship the Faceless Jade Venerable, and once she breaches the God Demon camp, the whole human world might turn into white jade texture.
The extinction of all races, leaving only eternal.
The cave was silent.
Only Huangfu’s chaotic thoughts disturbed the surrounding atmosphere.
Slowly, Huangfu spoke: "Lady Yin, the Lord you ntioned..."
"Don’t move." Yin Yan interrupted once more, "He’s here."
Huangfu’s heart sank.
Should he leave?
Remaining here was tantamount to being dragged into an unknown vortex... Well, the mont he ca to the eting, he was already intertwined.
Huangfu’s face turned slightly unpleasant, not expecting the widow of an old friend to act in such a manner.
The insidious poison of the Yinli Tiger clan is fully embodied!
Using Qingshan’s relationship to lure him out, and then forcibly... hmm?
Huangfu turned to look, only to see an ancient, quaint bronze mirror, forcibly tearing through space and ti, taking shape within the cave.
From the mirror, a mysterious figure in a rain cape walked out.
The broad bamboo hat concealed the person’s face.
"Buzz~"
"Buzz!" The pair of knives and swords strapped to Huangfu’s back began to tremble lightly.
[What’s going on?] Huangfu imdiately conveyed his thoughts.
The Thunder Shock Knife and Electric Wrap Sword simultaneously conveyed thoughts, providing similar information: familiar aura.
Familiar?
Huangfu was sowhat stunned, as the Landing Mirror slowly disintegrated, the mysterious rain-caped person a few ters away slowly lifted their head.
This was a... youth?
Huangfu certainly would not be confused by appearances.
A person of such an age from the Human Clan should not even appear on the Heavenly Realm Battlefield!
Moreover, since Yin Yan just ntioned "veneration," this adult must not be a mber of the Human Clan.
Huangfu’s expression was well-controlled, his mind racing as he looked at the young man with an imposing aura.
"Cloud Sea Sect, Huangfu." The young man in the bamboo hat spoke softly.
Huangfu sensed the other’s realm of the first level of the Heavenly Realm and was sowhat puzzled, nodding lightly: "May I ask who you are?"
"Hu!"
Suddenly, Divine Power surged from the young man’s waist.
A phantom figure suddenly unfurled behind the young man.
Huangfu’s always solemn face finally changed!
His pupils slightly narrowed as he raised his head, staring at that figure of unrivaled charm.
Qiao Sect Master?!
No wonder Lei Jingdao and Dian Raojian said there was a familiar aura around this mysterious young man; it turns out it ca from Qiao Sect Master’s Divine Weapon, the Cloud Sea Dust Clear Sword!
"Sect Leader." Yin Yan finally erged from the sea of fog, coming to Lu Ran’s side, and handed over half of the Tiger Talisman.
At the sa ti, the half Tiger Talisman in Huangfu’s hand struggled fiercely, rushing out.
"Pa!"
The two halves of the Tiger Talisman beca one, held in the palm of the young man in the bamboo hat: "Go on guard."
"Yes." Yin Yan transford into a gust of demon wind, dispersed, and vanished.
"How do you have Qiao Sect Master’s Divine Weapon?" Huangfu snapped back to his senses, body tense.
In his mory, the Cloud Sea Dust Clear Sword was kept by the most defiant disciple in the sect, Yan Chou.
As long as the Ugly Servant is not dead, this sword could not fall into the hands of an outsider!
"Huangfu." The phantom Qiao Wanjun spoke softly.
"Here!" Huangfu instinctively responded; from many perspectives, the Sword Spirit is indeed the Master of Divine Weapon.
"Long ti no see."
"Long ti...you..." At that mont, Huangfu did not know where to begin; he vaguely realized that the Sword Spirit was not coerced.
Qiao Wanjun floated behind the young man in the bamboo hat, her palm resting on his hat, her phantom eyes full of tenderness:
"This is my child."
Huangfu: !!!
The door of mories echoed loudly.
He suddenly recalled that during the years of war, Qiao Sect Master had indeed revealed that she had a pair of children in the Human World.
Now, her son has grown this big.
He even ascended to the Heavenly Realm!
Huangfu stared blankly at the young man in the bamboo hat, as if trying to see her shadow in the young man’s brows.
Qiao Wanjun turned her gaze to Huangfu, softly instructing: "Take good care of him for ."
Huangfu regained his composure, slowly kneeling down.
The thick fog of the sea concealed his figure, but it could not escape Lu Ran’s eyes. The man lowered his head, his voice slightly trembling:
"Disciple...obeys!"
"Hmm." Qiao Wanjun nodded with satisfaction, her figure rging into the sword body.
From beginning to end, she did not use a negotiating tone, just gave straightforward instructions.
Confidence,
stemming from her understanding of Huangfu’s character.
Also stemming from the past, from those years of fighting and dying together in the flas of war.
Lu Ran secretly admired his mother’s leadership abilities.
If it were him, driven back to the Human World, and the warriors of the Ran Sect scattered across the Heavenly Realm Battlefield...
Could his descendants also be sheltered, cared for by the disciples of the Ran Sect?
Nightmares, Evil Shadows, From Dragon Guardians, Martial Emperor, Feng Yan Generals, Xuan Shuang Guards...
Many figures flashed through Lu Ran’s mind.
From protectors to the Emperor, from Divine Generals to guards, to Deng Yutang, Tian Tian, Chang Ying, these closest and most intimate people, shouldn’t they be able to do it too?
Thinking of this, Lu Ran showed a smile on his face.
He reached behind his waist, taking out the Fiery Phoenix Patterned Gourd, releasing one figure after another.
Huangfu naturally noticed, realizing that a series of powerful presences had appeared within the cave.
As a peerless expert of the second level of the Heavenly Realm, he was not trembling, but the large group of people filling the cave was indeed imposing!
"Buzz~"
Lei Jingdao and Dian Raojian once again conveyed their thoughts.
The familiar aura!
[Ugly Servant, go.]
[Yes!]Yan Chou stepped forward with big strides.
"Pa!"
A large hand heavily pressed on Huangfu’s shoulder, a familiar voice ringing in his ears: "The Young Master wants you to rise."
Huangfu’s body trembled slightly.
So the familiar aura ca from the Magic Artifact, the Black Cloud Patterned Gourd.
So this person was always the disciple guarding the Cloud Sea Dust Clear Sword, Yan Chou!
Erging from the sea of fog, Huangfu imdiately stood up, seeing his old friend clad in a green bamboo hat and cloak. Though a steel mask hid his face, those familiar eyes were visible.
Those eyes, no longer muddled as they were during their last encounter.
They were now bright and spirited.
Just like...many, many years ago, when he was in the Cloud Sea Sect, so resolute.
At that mont, Huangfu seed to understand sothing.
He turned his head, scanning the mysterious individuals in green bamboo hats filling the cave, and finally fixed his gaze on the young man in the bamboo hat.
Muffled words ca from behind a Blood Crystal Mask: "My mother was forced back to the Human World by the God Demon, imprisoned in a city, watched and guarded day and night.
Cloud Sea Sect was destroyed, disciples scattered in the Heavenly Realm, oppressed and enslaved, dying one after another."
Huangfu remained silent, his hand hanging in the fog of the sea gradually clenched.
The young man spoke again, his voice deep: "But Mr. Huangfu, now I have ascended to the Heavenly Realm, standing here."
Huangfu stared into the young man’s eyes, those icy eyes.
Compared to Qiao Sect Master’s cold and relatively restrained gaze, her child’s emotions were more exposed.
That is...hatred and anger deep to the bone.
In his ears, the young man’s voice ca, low yet each word like thunder:
"Sir, would you be willing to try with once more?"
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