Chapter 572 - Blanketing
Shen Guan frowned slightly and muttered to himself: "According to the news that ca from Two Realms Plain, 'Eight Remoteness Dragon King' had already been killed by Tang Huan, so from this, it can be seen that Tang Huan should already be a Peak Stage Nine Martial Saint, and have probably beco a genuine Weapon Refining Grand Master. With his Tools thod Attainnts, in addition to the Spiritual Fire, he did indeed have the ability to refine Divine Armant. If he is really Senior Ou Xie's disciple, perhaps he really does know how to enter the 'Forging God Cave'. "
"So you're saying, the Great Clan Elder also thinks that the person inside the 'Forging God Cave' could be Tang Huan?"
Qing Ye said with a smile on his face.
Actually, when she said the two words "Tang Huan," she herself was also incomparably shocked. At the beginning, she had only subconsciously said this, but the more she thought about it, the more likely it was that she would hear it from soone else. Of course, this was only her intuition, and there was no other basis for it.
"It's just possible."
Hearing this, Shen Guan's face revealed a smile, "Tang Huan is Senior Ou Xie's disciple, and this is still only our guess, there is no conclusive evidence. However, we don't need to guess here, we can just go to Sword Crafting Valley and have a look, and probably know everything, since we originally planned to go to the ocean from south of Dragon Spring Town, to the 'Forgotten City' to take a look, it just so happens that it would be along the way. "
Shen Guan had long known about the opening of the "Universe", it was just that there were too many things that had yet to happen. It was only recently that he managed to relax and prepared to explore the Forgotten City, but unexpectedly, the mont he arrived at the Furious Waves City, he found out that there might be a hidden Divine Armant.
"That's right, we will set off now." Mu Kui nodded and smiled.
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… ….
"Haha, Stage Nine Martial Saint, this old man is finally Stage Nine Martial Saint!"
From the depths of the Tang Family, from that tiny little palace, ca a burst of wild laughter, causing the Tang Family's Old Ancestor, Tang Mochang, to frown with unconcealable joy.
After a long while, the laughter stopped, and Tang Mochang's eyes beca as venomous and sinister as a poisonous snake: "Tang Huan, this old man is already a Stage Nine Martial Saint, you can at most, be considered a peak of the eighth step Martial Lord, if this old man wants to kill you, it would be as easy as flipping his palm." As he finished speaking, Tang Mochang's face was already extrely sinister.
"Grandfather!" A respectful voice sounded from outside the hall.
"Co in!"
"Yes sir!"
The door creaked open, and Tang Tianren's figure imdiately appeared at the entrance. There was an unconcealable excitent between his brows, "Congratulations Grandfather, you have finally stepped into the Martial Saint realm." From today onwards, the Furious Waves City would also have a powerful Stage Nine.
"After so many years, I've finally made this step."
Tang Mochang's face had an extra smile on it, and his expression had an extra trace of arrogance and confidence, "Tian Ren, where is the rascal that Tang Huan is now?"
"Grandfather, he …" Tang Tianren was a little hesitant.
"Hmm?" Tang Mochang frowned.
"Grandfather, what are you asking rascal for?" Tang Tianren was a little unnatural.
"Naturally, we have to find a chance to kill him."
Seeing Tang Tianren's expression, Tang Mochang was obviously unhappy, "That rascal made my Tang Family lose face, and now that I am a Stage Nine Martial Saint, how can I keep him?"
"Grandfather …"
Tang Tianren stamred for a while, seeing that Tang Mochang's face was turning uglier, he laughed bitterly in the end: "I'm afraid we cannot kill him now."
Ever since that day at the Martial Arts Practice Grounds, when Tang Huan caused the Tang Family's face to turn gray, he began to cultivate in seclusion. He never took a step out of the small hall, and other than regularly delivering food, Tang Tianren and the rest never disturbed him. He knew nothing about the current state of the world.
"Why?" Tang Mochang said coldly.
"Tang Huan... Tang Huan was already a Martial Saint of the Peak Stage Nine … Even Demon Clan's' Eight Remoteness Dragon King 'was killed by him, and he was even able to take Furious Billows Castle back. Right now, he is the hero of the entire Human Clan. " Tang Tianren recounted Tang Huan's recent situation, his face full of bitterness.
"What?" Tang Mochang was dumbstruck, his face pale white. After a long while, he finally shouted in grief and indignation, "You evil god, are you toying with this old man?"
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… ….
A few days later.
Great Tang Empire, God-down City, deep inside the palace.
"What, the person who heavily injured Demon Lord Fen Tian is actually called Ou Xie?"
An old man in a white robe with a thin appearance and white hair stood up in shock. His eyes stared at the middle-aged man in black who had an ordinary face.
The white robed old man was the founder of the Great Tang Empire, Tang Moyang.
Seeing his shocked expression, Tang Yun, who was sitting cross-legged not too far away, blinked her beautiful eyes in curiosity. Compared to when Heavenly Forging City was participating in the "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly" before, she seed to have matured a little now. Her face was as tender as cream, as if juice could leak out of a gentle pinch.
"Exactly."
The middle-aged man in black said in a low and deep voice, "This is the information obtained from the Divine Weapon Pavilion, it is absolutely true. Furthermore, it is said that Tang Huan is even Ou Xie's disciple."
"Tang Huan?" Tang Yun's beautiful eyes slightly lit up, and her two gazes road back and forth between Tang Moyang and the black-clothed middle aged man.
"Tang Huan is actually his disciple?"
Tang Moyang was once again shocked, and only after a long while did he say, "Qiu Di, you said earlier that you had two things you wanted to tell this old man. This is the first one, what's the other one? "
"The other possibility is that a 'manifestation of the sword intent' has appeared in the depths of Sword Crafting Valley. That place might very well be where the Divine Armant is hiding." The black-clothed middle-aged man nad Qiudi said.
"Divine Armant?" Tang Yun exclaid, "Why would a Divine Armant suddenly appear there?" Tang Moyang also slightly frowned, as if he was sowhat puzzled.
"Reporting to the Princess Your Highness, this subordinate does not know. This news was sent back by General Tang Xiong, who was stationed in the Dragon Spring Town."
"This old man understands. You can go now."
"Yes."
Qiu Di bowed and retreated, and very quickly, only Tang Moyang and Tang Yun remained in the palace.
The two had different expressions, but the word "Divine Armant" kept lingering in Tang Yun's mind. However, the expression on Tang Moyang's face kept changing, and after a long while, he sighed softly, "I had thought that Ou Xie had passed away long ago, but I never expected that he was still alive. That's right, even this old man isn't dead, how could he die so easily?"
"Grandfather, is that Ou Xie very powerful?" Tang Yun returned to his senses and asked curiously.
"Of course, a hundred years ago, his strength was already a little stronger than Grandfather's. Now, he can even heavily injure Fen Tian, and Grandfather can't even compare to him."
Tang Moyang sighed.
Tang Yun's eyeballs rolled around, and then she suddenly opened her eyes and laughed: "In Yun'er's eyes, grandfather is the strongest."
"Little girl, you suddenly decided to kiss grandpa's ass and want to go out again?" Tang Moyang was slightly startled, but soon after, he laughed involuntarily.
Tang Yun laughed mischievously as he stood up and skipped over to Tang Moyang's side, "Grandfather, that's Divine Armant, don't you want to take a look?"
"Forget it. I haven't been in action for decades. Grandfather will take you, little girl, to see what's going on."
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