At the moment the palace was illuminated, that gloomy and icy voice resounded again, a voice as terrifying as a demon’s, sending chills down one’s spine.
“Weak human…”
A pitch-black claw, seemingly emerging from nowhere, pierced through layers of void and suddenly appeared before Liang Yichu.
“Die…”
In an instant, Liang Yichu erupted with boundless energy, instantly repelling the dark claw, then swiftly retreating while vigilantly scanning his surroundings.
That single strike had been silent and invisible, greatly startling Liang Yichu. Had he not reacted quickly, he might have been gravely wounded.
Even more alarming to Liang Yichu was that despite his cultivation at the peak of the Great Heaven Realm, he still felt a deep sense of dread.
At that moment, from all directions, countless black mists gathered, eventually converging in front of Liang Yichu into a shadowy figure.
The figure’s face was obscured, but it was abnormally tall, exuding a terrifying aura that enveloped the entire palace.
“Who exactly are you?” Liang Yichu shouted angrily. Such a strange being was unlike anything he had ever encountered.
No matter how hard he tried to recall, Liang Yichu could not find even a hint of information about this entity in any of the ancient texts he had studied.
“It’s getting late. I need your body.” At that moment, the shadow’s chilling voice echoed again, and an irresistible pressure erupted violently.
“Not good…” Liang Yichu’s expression changed drastically, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.
The pressure emanating from the shadow was simply too overwhelming.
“You damned evil creature, you must die today.” Although Liang Yichu didn’t know exactly what this thing was, he was certain it was nothing but malevolent, its aura exuding pure evil.
“Reverse Blood!”
At that moment, Liang Yichu roared furiously, his aura surging instantly. A crimson light erupted from his body.
His short, fat frame suddenly began to tremble violently, his muscles condensing and his bones cracking audibly.
In that moment, Liang Yichu’s small stature rapidly transformed into a tall, imposing figure.
His aged face seemed to shed its wrinkles, like time itself was reversing, revealing a youthful appearance.
His skin shimmered with a radiant glow, like a jade-like body.
“What a short-lived creature you are.封印ing your vitality to prolong your life… Hand over your body to me, and I shall grant you eternal existence,” the shadow cackled.
At that moment, Liang Yichu suddenly opened his eyes wide. His handsome face radiated boundless fighting spirit, and a piercing gleam shot from his eyes.
“Fiend, die!” At that moment, Liang Yichu, restored to his peak condition, shot upward like an arrow, his mighty aura engulfing the shadow.
This shadow felt extremely dangerous to Liang Yichu, a sensation he had never experienced before.
After reaching the peak of the Great Heaven Realm, if one could not break through, one would eventually wither and die. To prolong his life, Liang Yichu sealed away most of his blood vitality within his body.
Now facing such a powerful evil entity, Liang Yichu dared not be careless.
…
“Boom…”
At that moment, a brilliant light erupted from within the palace, shaking the entire structure as if it were about to collapse.
Outside, aboard the warship.
Xin Feng and the others watched the unfolding situation below, their hearts tightening with anxiety.
They had sensed the intense aura moments ago—it was their master’s energy. They couldn’t tell what kind of danger he had encountered, but it was clearly serious.
Boom… Boom…
At that moment, thunderous sounds echoed, and the ground below suddenly collapsed, sending up a cloud of dust.
“Is the Elder going to be alright?” One of the gifted disciples couldn’t help but ask nervously.
Xin Feng didn’t answer, his eyes locked on the scene below.
At that moment, a figure gradually flew up from below, and Xin Feng’s expression slightly changed.
“It’s the Elder,” some of the gifted disciples exclaimed excitedly upon seeing the figure.
…
“Master, are you alright?” Xin Feng hurriedly asked as he stepped forward.
“Yes, I’m fine. Just a minor issue. It’s already resolved,” Liang Yichu replied calmly, having returned to his original appearance.
“Good to hear, Master,” Xin Feng nodded slightly, his heart finally easing. The oppressive and sinister aura below had also gradually dissipated.
In Xin Feng’s eyes, whatever was inside must have been destroyed by the Elder.
“Return to the sect…” At that moment, Liang Yichu flicked his sleeve, and the warship resumed its journey.
Seeing that the crisis had passed, the gifted disciples no longer paid attention and returned to their own matters.
Liang Yichu stood at the bow of the ship, gazing at the gradually disappearing crater, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his lips, while a faint trace of black mist flickered in his eyes.
…
At the Holy Sect.
Lin Fan was busily occupied every day. Cultivation advancement was a top priority, and he had also noticed something subtly off about Zhang Erdou.
It seemed Zhang Erdou had been quite seriously injured by that girl Lan from the Jialan Peak.
Cai Zhijiao usually enjoyed visiting the Jialan Peak to hang out with the senior disciples. Normally, Zhang Erdou would willingly accompany her as her bodyguard, but recently he had stopped going, leaving Zhijiao to go alone.
“Master, I’ve noticed that Senior Brother has been acting strangely lately,” Feng Buju said in a hushed, secretive tone.
“Yes, I’m aware. In a few days, I’ll hold a meeting to discuss this matter with all of you,” Lin Fan replied calmly.
What had happened to Zhang Erdou wasn’t just his personal issue—it concerned the entire sect. Changing their plans naturally required everyone’s cooperation.
But for now, Lin Fan had something far more important to attend to.
That was the matter of Tianyu’s future.
Ever since Tianyu had been crippled, he had remained on the Wuming Peak. Now that his cultivation was gradually recovering and his talent slowly restored, Lin Fan no longer wished to wait.
He then ordered Zhang Erdou to summon Tianyu for a discussion.
…
The next day.
“Tianyu, your cultivation has mostly recovered. It’s time to inform the sect and return to the inner sect,” Lin Fan said calmly while seated.
Tianyu’s expression subtly changed, and finally he lowered his head. His Master was right—his cultivation had indeed mostly recovered. It was time to return.
But here, he had grown reluctant to leave.
“Master, I don’t want to go back. This new life was given to me by you. I wish to stay here,” Tianyu said.
“Hmm…” Lin Fan’s face showed hesitation. “Tianyu, I believe you should return.”
At this moment, Zhang Erdou and the others stepped forward to plead, “Master, please allow Brother Tianyu to stay. Not long ago, Tianyu told us he wished to become a disciple of Wuming Peak and has already acknowledged us as his senior brothers. Please grant his wish.”
“Hmm…” Lin Fan looked at Tianyu, then at Zhang Erdou, finally sighing helplessly. “Alright then. Since that’s the case, he may stay. From now on, you are the fifth disciple of the Holy Devil Sect.”
“Thank you, Master, for granting my wish,” Tianyu said with a bright smile.
Lin Fan inwardly chuckled in satisfaction. It had worked out as he hoped.
“Master, does that mean I’m now the senior sister?” Cai Zhijiao, with her little satchel on her back, asked hopefully.
Lin Fan smiled and shook his head. “No, you’re still the junior sister.”
“Eh…” Cai Zhijiao opened her mouth in disappointment. She hadn’t expected to remain the junior sister.
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