Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
On the Kunlun Mountains, the snow that had stopped not long ago started to fall again. The snowflakes were like pale paper money in the air, sorrowful, low, and desolate..
Several dozen figures stared at the two people on the two snowy peaks in the distance. None of them spoke, and they all held their breaths.
It was a battle between Emperor Stage cultivators!
The Emperor Stage was such a distant existence…
“Why do you people from the secular world want to revive the Emperor Dao and defy the will of Shang Santian? Why do you want to do something that defies the heavens?”
The martial emperor of the Bai family had a cold expression as he looked at the thin figure across him, “Li Guanxing did this from a hundred years ago, so did Jiang Yuheng from twenty years ago, and you’re still the same now?”
“What is heaven?”
Old Chen opened his mouth slowly, and his old voice echoed across the entire Kunlun Mountains, “Is Shang Santian heaven? Are the ten ancient clans heaven? You guys are just thieves!
“In my opinion, if you look up, you will see the heaven. If you look down, you will see the earth. If you’ve never done anything wrong, you will be indomitable. Li Guanxing and Jiang Yuheng are both indomitable people!”
The martial emperor of the Bai family let out a disdainful laugh and said in a cold tone, “Chen Tulong, if you lose, there will no longer be an emperor in the secular world!”
“I, Chen Tulong, will die, but Longevity Swordsman will not be defeated!”
Old Chen shook his head.
“If that’s the case, then die!”
The martial emperor from the Bai family scoffed and took a step forward. He roared with killing intent, “Everyone, head to Tiannan immediately. We can’t let anyone who’s related to Mad Southern Ye go. However, we’ll punish you if we let anyone escape!”
“Yes, sir!”
The dozens of figures on the ground responded in all seriousness. Then, dozens of killing intent that were enough to make the sky and earth turn red exploded one after another. The killing intent swept towards Tiannan like a hurricane.
Even in the distance, they could already sense the two presences that could destroy everything behind them. Snow fell like a tidal wave.
…
At the Ye family residence in Tiannan’s Lin City, the funeral was still ongoing and the guests had all left. However, there were still many people at the funeral, such as the Miaojiang Virgin Xiao Ya, Yao Bingyue from the Spiritual Medicine Mountain, Tang Ning from the Tang family from Hong Kong, and the Murong family from Ganzhou.
It was almost afternoon when Ye Hai whose face was skinny walked out. He looked at the haggard Su Yuhan with a pained expression and said in an extremely hoarse voice, “Yuhan, you haven’t slept for three days and three nights. Go rest!”
If one took a closer look, they would notice that his hair had turned white. Ever since the news of Ye Chen’s death came, the pain of losing his son had made his hair turn white overnight!
“Dad, I’m fine!”
Su Yuhan shook her head blankly. She bit her lips tightly and looked at Wu Lan who was sitting in a daze far away. She asked worriedly, “Mom… How is she?”
Ye Hai said in a trembling voice, “It’s still the same. She cries whenever she’s awake. The doctor injected her with a tranquilizer!”
“Brother, Yuhan, rest with Mengmeng. Leave this place to me and Lin Tai!”
Ye Ming stood up and secretly cried, “Especially Yuhan. Even if you don’t care about yourself, you have to think for Mengmeng. This girl hasn’t said a word these few days. She hasn’t made a sound. I’m really worried about her…”
“That’s right, young mistress. If master was still alive, he wouldn’t want you to torture yourself like this…” The Miaowing Virgin Xiao Ya was dispirited.
“A guest has arrived!”
At that moment, the host’s voice came from outside.
Soon after, he saw Yang Tian leading an old man in. It was Niu Qingshan, and there were a few Dragon Soul members behind him, including Vice Captain Li Ying.
Niu Qingshan apologized, “Sorry, I’m late!”
Ye Hai forced a smile and personally led him over to offer incense to Ye Chen’s memorial tablet, “The Ye family is grateful that Old Niu is here!”
Niu Qingshan was in a daze as he looked at Ye Chen’s black-and-white photo after the time it took for an incense stick to burn. He only sighed after a while, “From now on, you can look for me if your family met any difficulties. I won’t shirk my duty!”
The news of Ye Chen’s death hit him hard as well.
In the past few days, he had been frantically investigating the truth of the ghost ship. However, he discovered that the people who had walked out of the ghost ship alive had all mysteriously disappeared. There was no news from Luo Tianya and the rest after they returned to Shang Santian.
“Who are you?!
“No trespassing at the Ye family’s funeral!”
“…”
At that moment, there was a commotion outside, followed by screams. It sounded like someone was fighting.
“What’s happening?!”
Niu Qingshan’s expression changed. He immediately led his men and leaped out, only to see a scene that caused everyone’s eyes to open wide in rage.
Dozens of figures were massacring Star Pavilion’s members who were responsible for maintaining the safety of the Ye family’s funeral.
These dozens of people were all Martial Dao masters. The few leading them were martial venerables. Although there were many members of the Star Pavilion, they could not fight back against the enemy.
“Shang Santian!”
Yang Tian’s expression changed when he heard the news. He looked at Su Yuhan who was behind him, “Yuhan, hurry… activate the formation!”
Before Ye Chen left, he had already set up a formation and perfected it. Even a martial venerable would die if he trespassed. Su Yuhan had control over the formation all along.
On the other hand, the formation outside the Ye family’s villa was removed when they held the funeral for Ye Chen.
A red formation flag appeared in Su Yuhan’s hand immediately when she heard that. She flicked her finger and the red formation flag shot into the sky immediately. A wave of red light erupted from her body like a scorching sun.
However, at the next moment, the ground of the entire Ye family villa shook violently, as if an earthquake had erupted. The formation flag in the sky dissipated all the light and fell to the ground.
Yang Tian asked immediately, “What happened?”
Su Yuhan’s face turned pale. She seemed to have recalled something. Her body trembled immediately, “Someone tampered with the formation. I-I can’t activate it anymore!”
Everyone was shocked, “What?!”
Yang Tian roared, “Who did it? Who is it?!”
Niu Qingshan took a deep breath in and said decisively, “Go, go quickly, I’ll hold them back!”
“Yuhan, uncle, come with me!”
Yang Tian also realized the seriousness of the problem. Without saying anything, he urged Su Yuhan and the rest to escape from the back of the villa.
However, as soon as they turned around, several figures with terrifying presences descended from the sky. They blocked their path with killing intent.
At the same time, over a hundred members of the Star Pavilion outside had died in battle. Blood dyed the streets red, and the corpses strewn everywhere were extremely shocking.
Seeing that their path was blocked, everyone could not help but look panicked!
The dozen or so figures slowly moved towards them.
The leader was an old man dressed in black. He did not hide his martial venerable aura at all. He looked at everyone with a faint smile, “Let me introduce myself. I am Xiao Kun from the Xiao Clan of Shang Santian.”
Niu Qingshan’s gaze was fixed on the other party. His eyes were incomparably cold, “What is Shang Santian doing here?”
