Save King Yun quickly!
Yun Yang's expression changed.
What was wrong with Yun Xiaoyao? Was he in danger?
What was the meaning of Tianxuan Cliff?
However, he did not pursue the matter further. Shui Wuyin, who was on the other end of the call, was so weak that he looked like he was about to die. Yun Yang could sense this all too well. After all, Yun Yang's current cultivation base had long surpassed the limits of this world. With a single thought, he had already sent a gust of spiritual force through the mystical connection between the Nine Heavens Dictum and Shui Wuyin. Although it was only a gust of spiritual force, it was enough to keep Shui Wuyin's soul from being destroyed and his life intact. In the Tianxuan Continent, as long as the soul existed, it was not an incurable problem to Yun Yang, even if the physical body was damaged.
Yun Yang's mental strength had also spread far and wide the moment the gust of spiritual force was sent out, confirming Shui Wuyin's location and understanding his situation.
Shui Wuyin's current situation was not good. He was in a precarious situation and his life was at stake, but he still desperately wanted Yun Yang to save Yun Xiaoyao. How could Yun Yang not understand the meaning behind it? How could he not be shocked?
"Go to the family of generals, I'll go after you."
Yun Yang instructed. With a flash, the space in front of him tore apart with a single thought and he took a step out.
Shangguan Lingxiu did the same. She sensed briefly and tore the space apart as well, stepping into it.
To both of them, it was too easy to find someone in this world.
If it were not for the fact that this world was relatively low for both of them, it would not be able to withstand the air exhaled by their cultivation method and they could move even faster.
After all, with their current cultivation base, they could kill a Saint or even a Royal Saint cultivator with just a breath!
Tianxuan Cliff!
With a single thought, Yun Yang traveled twenty thousand miles in an instant through the strange realm of space, arriving at Tianxuan Mountain and the Temple of Nine Supremes. Looking around, he was stunned.
There was no sign of Yun Xiaoyao's aura around!
Not only around the Temple of Nine Supremes, there was no sign of him within ten thousand miles!
There was no sign of Yun Xiaoyao in the capital, no sign of him within ten thousand miles of Tianxuan Cliff or Ziyou. Where had Yun Xiaoyao gone?
Yun Yang suddenly felt an indescribable fear growing from the bottom of his heart, difficult to suppress.
With this thought in mind, Yun Yang no longer had any fear. His deific consciousness exploded to its limit, spreading it across the world, the five continents, the four seas, the sky, the earth, and the sea, searching everywhere he could.
But still, there was nothing!
At this moment, there were still thousands of soldiers tearing down the Temple of Nine Supremes on Tianxuan Cliff.
The indiscriminate search allowed Yun Yang to sense traces of a battle at the edge of the forest hundreds of miles away.
That place was actually one of the few places in this world that still had Yun Xiaoyao's aura!
Yun Yang collapsed with a single step.
He stared at the scarred hillside.
The hillside was covered in countless dark red bloodstains and crisscrossing sword marks.
Yun Yang studied the sword marks carefully, the murderous intent in his eyes no longer contained. He could sense that these were indeed marks left behind by Yun Xiaoyao's battle. Only Yun Xiaoyao's Sword of Delirium could emit such sword energy. Upon closer inspection, he could even faintly sense Yun Xiaoyao's sword energy and sword intent.
With a lift of his wrist, the ground in front of him flipped over abruptly, neat and tidy. Dust and smoke actually did not rise.
Looking again, there were still bloodstains. The battle earlier had probably been too brutal, as a large amount of blood had seeped more than two feet into the ground.
"Looking at this situation, at least three thousand people must have been killed. Their blood must have been drained to cause such a result."
Just by looking at the sword energy and the bloodstains, Yun Yang could completely imagine how brutal the battle had been here. It was a battle between one person and thousands of people!
One person against thousands of martial artists with extraordinary cultivation base!
Now, both parties were nowhere to be seen.
Yun Yang carefully searched every inch of the battlefield, ignoring the troops who were still destroying the Temple of Nine Supremes on Tianxuan Cliff, not even sparing them a glance.
To Yun Yang, Yun Xiaoyao's life and death were above everything else in this world. Even the Temple of Nine Supremes could not be bothered with him!
"Hmm … this piece of cloth …" Looking at the green cloth in the forest behind the hillside, Yun Yang frowned. "Dong Tianleng?"
Had he participated in this battle too?
With a single thought, Yun Yang located Dong Tianleng immediately by following the aura of the torn clothes. He realized that Dong Tianleng was wrapped in bandages and his eyes were filled with rage.
…
Dong Tianleng's grief and indignation had reached a boiling point as he cursed hysterically.
"Heal yourself quickly! Get me the best medicine! "
"F * ck, I'll be in charge of the Dong Family from now on! I'll fight it out with that d * mned Yutang's little emperor! Your father doesn't want the family anymore, all of them f * cking become assassins! Your father wants him to be the empire, a f * cking bird! Your father will kill them one by one, all the f * cking officials of Yutang, your father will kill them all! Let that child be a loner in name only! "
"Leave the dog emperor alive, kill him last!"
"Damn it! If others don't do it, your father will do it myself! "
After cursing, she burst into tears again, "Uncle Yun … Sob sob sob … I will definitely avenge you! Just you wait, I'll send the entire Empire of Yutang down to be buried with you! Sob sob sob … "
Every word was like a cuckoo weeping blood, sobbing uncontrollably …
Boom!
A domineering, murderous aura erupted without warning, shaking the heaven and earth.
An unfathomable abyss appeared on the ground, thousands of miles long and a thousand feet wide. Smoke and dust filled the air, blocking out the sun and the sky. Within thousands of miles, one could not even see their own fingers.
Without exception, everyone within this area was shaken to the point of being thrown off their feet. All of them turned their heads to look in shock. In that instant, everyone felt a strong killing intent that they had never felt before. It was as if the entire world was about to be destroyed, and they could not even breathe. Their hearts stopped beating at that moment!
When Yun Yang had heard Dong Tianleng's words, his heart had palpitated and he had lost his composure. His murderous intent had lost control and exploded. That moment of ignorance had almost caused the entire Tianxuan Continent to sink.
Yun Yang was already at the pinnacle of the Half Saint level, only a hair's breadth away from the realm of Saint. His current cultivation base and ability had far exceeded the limit of Tianxuan Continent. He had to rein in his aura carefully at all times; otherwise, a single thought, a single stray of mystical Qi, could cause great damage to the continent with every movement.
It was fortunate that Yun Yang had come to his senses in time just now and had only created a huge canyon. If he had been a little late in retracting his attack, even if it was not an apocalypse, a portion of the continent would have sunk!
Not too far away, Dong Tianleng, whose cultivation base was far superior to the others, was especially sensitive to the change. For a moment, he felt the world shaking and the universe turning upside down. It was as if his soul had left his body. Then, his vision blurred and a purple-robed person was already standing in front of him.
Dong Tianleng tried his best to calm himself and looked up. Seeing the familiar gaze, he could not help exclaiming, "Boss? You're back? "
Yun Yang closed his eyes to suppress the raging anger within him and asked softly, "Little Leng, what is going on?"
Dong Tianleng bawled. "Boss, why are you only back now? Go save uncle quickly!"
Yun Yang sighed softly. "I've gone to the battlefield to take a look. My father isn't there, there's no trace of him at all. What is going on? Tell me everything from the beginning. "
Dong Tianleng gritted his teeth and said, "It's very simple. That little emperor was overweening in his desire to hold power. He was perverse and insane …"
As Dong Tianleng spoke, Yun Yang's expression grew darker and darker.
At the same time, he spread his deific consciousness to a radius of ten thousand miles, searching diligently, trying to find the remnant of Yun Xiaoyao's soul. According to the traces left behind in the battle, the chances of Yun Xiaoyao surviving by sheer luck were almost zero. However, Yun Yang had pinned his hopes on Yun Xiaoyao's profound cultivation base to preserve the remnant of his soul. Even if it was only a sliver of it, there was still hope for his soul to return and extend his life. However, Yun Yang had searched the entire radius of ten thousand miles again and again, but to no avail.
During the search, Yun Yang had found many remnant souls that had been killed by Yun Xiaoyao. However, no matter how carefully Yun Yang searched, there was nothing more to be gained, only disappointment after disappointment. After another round of indiscriminate searching, Yun Yang was enraged. A gust of mental energy swept outwards, annihilating all the remnant souls, turning them into ashes and beyond redemption.
Just like that, a gust of black smoke rose from a piece of land thousands of miles away. It was the last trace of countless remnant souls that had been annihilated at the same time.
The soldiers of Tianxuan Cliff who were a hundred miles away suddenly felt chills run down their spines. It was as if countless souls were crying, begging, despairing, but they were eternally annihilated under an unparalleled force.
Dong Tianleng did not know much about the Nine Supremes and the changes in the imperial court. After all, he only mentioned Lin Yunlong as a clue; the rest were mostly vague and hard to determine. As Yun Yang listened anxiously, he swept Dong Tianleng and the others up and chased after Qiu Yunsan and Chun Wanfeng. Then, with a gust of wind, they suddenly went to the Qiu Family's old home.
…
Since Qiu Jianhan had gone into seclusion, he had been hiding in a small, secluded courtyard deep within the Qiu Family's old home. He looked gloomy all day long, his anger slowly fading away.
On this day, he had just taken out his goblet and poured himself some fine wine, but his eyes were glued to the goblet, unable to drink it no matter what.
It was like a fishbone stuck in his throat.
At this moment, these four words were no longer an idiom, but a real feeling.
His throat seemed to be blocked tightly; even when the fine wine was right in front of him, there was no room for it to enter his throat.
Old Marshal Qiu heaved a long sigh and murmured to himself, "How did it come to this? How did it come to this? "
Ever since he had returned to his old home, he had mumbled this to himself no less than ten thousand times.
Not even in his wildest dreams would he have thought that things would come to this. How did it come to this day, one step at a time?
He recalled the intelligent child who had grown into an adult step by step, transforming step by step into the heir to the imperial court, and now, ascending to the throne. It was not that everyone had not felt it since the beginning, that this child had a strong desire for power, a desire to control that far exceeded that of an ordinary person. However, that was one of the traits of a ruler, so it was not strange at all.
However, as the world changed, how had it come to such a perverse and insane state?
"Why is this happening?" Qiu Jianhan frowned at the goblet, unable to figure it out.
"Old Marshal."
A familiar and friendly voice that he had not heard for a long time rang out.
Qiu Jianhan lifted his head abruptly, looking lost as if he was dreaming. "Am I dreaming again?"
This was because this voice had appeared in his midnight dreams too many times. However, when he woke up from the joy, there was only disappointment!
At this moment, a purple silhouette stood before him. It was a handsome face that he had not seen for a long time, real and genuine.
"Old Marshal, you're not dreaming. I'm back."
Qiu Jianhan looked at Yun Yang in a daze, still in disbelief. He extended his hand and touched Yun Yang's face shakily, his expression changing from confusion to shock. Then, he abruptly retracted his hand and covered his face with both hands, bawling loudly.
"You're finally back! But why are you only back now? Why didn't you come back earlier? "
The old marshal covered his face, crying his heart out. Droplets of tears seeped through the gaps between his fingers and dripped onto the ground, drenching it instantly.
In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the small yard that Qiu Jianhan stayed in was filled with people.
The Qiu Family had turned the internal martial arts hall into a banquet hall to receive the guests who had suddenly arrived.
In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Yun Yang had gone back and forth a few times, bringing Leng Daoyin, Tie Zheng, and the others here. Old Mistress Shangguan had also come along with Shangguan Lingxiu.
The heroes who had created Yutang and pacified the world had gathered once again, but they could not help but sigh. Everyone had a bellyful of bitterness and confusion.
Old Marshal Qiu took the lead and recounted everything that had happened during this period of time in detail, sighing as he spoke.
When he talked about the old emperor's passing, everyone, including Yun Yang, felt a wave of sadness.
"His Majesty was still very healthy when I left. I dare not say much, but he should be fine for at least ten to twenty years. How did he suddenly become like this?"
Yun Yang was puzzled.
"The dead are gone. His Majesty is gone. How is King Yun? Is he safe? "
The crowd asked in unison.
"I'm still searching." Yun Yang's expression grew darker. The mention of the dead being gone had obviously tugged at Yun Yang's heartstrings again.
Yun Yang's deific consciousness was still searching. He did not slack off for even a moment, expanding the search area further. His deific consciousness stretched far and wide, covering all the lands within thirty thousand miles of Tianxuan Cliff, including the mountains and swamps. Even the most secluded caves and underground caverns had been searched.
In the process of searching, he had even found many ancient tombs of previous generations.
In spite of this, Yun Xiaoyao seemed to have vanished from this world. The battle had only happened yesterday, but there were no more traces left behind. If he was alive, he could not be found; if he was dead, his corpse could not be found!
What surprised Yun Yang the most was that Yun Xiaoyao was nowhere to be found. Dong Tianleng had mentioned that those who had besieged Yun Xiaoyao were nowhere to be found as well. With Yun Xiaoyao's state at the time, it was impossible for him to have killed all of them. Even if he had gone to the extremes of self-destruction, he could not have erased all traces.
All in all, something was not right. Something was terribly wrong!
Furthermore, Yun Yang could vaguely feel that everything that was happening now was sinister.
How old was Yu Qiankun? Even if he was born with the root of evil, heartless, and insane, there was no reason for him to become so evil and extreme in such a short period of time.
What he had done was basically breaking his own wings and destroying his own foundation. How could this be the behavior of a qualified emperor?
The old emperor's death was also a mystery that was shrouded in mystery.
Some of Yun Yang's questions seemed to have been answered after listening to what the crowd had to say, but there were more that he did not understand and could not understand.
"Lord Supreme Cloud, what do you plan to do when you reappear in this world?"
Tie Zheng asked.
Tie Zheng's eyes were ablaze with rage.
It was the flame of hatred. The Unrivaled Marshal of the world was burning with rage. If he were to allow this rage to be unleashed, Yun Yang believed that it would be a calamity for the world and the people would be plunged into misery!
With Tie Zheng's current reputation and the military capability that he had retired from, it was not a difficult task to gather a force to fight against Yutang.
To put it bluntly, these people here did not even need Yun Yang to do anything when they joined forces. They alone could plunge Tianxuan Continent into the flames of war and bring it back to chaos.
It was even possible to overthrow Yutang's rule.
However, the more Yun Yang thought about this world, the more confused he became. He could vaguely feel that there was a dark hand behind the current changes. Perhaps the world being torn apart and returning to chaos was the other party's true intention.
"There's something wrong with this!"
Yun Yang subconsciously looked at the people around him – Fang Qingtian, the Shangguan Family of Generals, Qiu Jianhan, Leng Daoyin, Sun Zihu, Fu Baoguo, Tie Zheng, and so on, including the steel-faced man, Wu Lie …
These people were all important officials of Yutang, important officials, loyal to the end of their lives!
The more Yun Yang looked, the more he felt that something was amiss!
It was not because of anything else, but because the people were too complete!
Not a single one of them had died!
This … was not right.
Yun Yang asked slowly amidst the heavy atmosphere, "Tie Zheng, you escaped on your own. How many of your central generals, trusted assistant generals, personal guards, including your family warriors, your family, your kin … How many of them came out?"
Tie Zheng was taken aback and said, "All of them!"
Yun Yang frowned and asked, "How many of them exactly? Not a single one of them was injured? "
Tie Zheng thought about it and said, "The total number of people is probably more than five thousand. Our escape that day was very smooth, not a single one of us was injured. It's just that some of them were injured in the pursuit. "
Yun Yang was taken aback, turning to look at Fang Qingtian. Fang Qingtian said in a decrepit manner, "This old man's disciples, eight of them are still alive. Seven of them came out with us. Their kin have passed away, not a single one of them was injured. Adding the disciples' kin, soldiers, and confidants … there's a total of more than fourteen thousand people."
After Fang Qingtian said this, he immediately fell into deep thought.
As the saying went, one would know the meaning of the melody. As an old minister of four dynasties and the current chancellor, he could instantly sense that something was amiss from Yun Yang's question.
Qiu Jianhan was the same, his face pale as he said in a trembling voice, "This old man's disciples and subordinates … they came out with us, a total of more than six thousand … they're all fine now."
"There are six thousand people in the Shangguan Family of Generals, five thousand of them are family warriors and quite a number of brothers from the military … Not a single one of them was injured."
Old Mistress Shangguan said in a low voice.
Wu Lie's gaze was completely blank as he said, "I … I brought my family and four to five disciples … Including the maids and guards, there were less than a hundred people …"
Leng Daoyin was speechless.
Fu Baoguo was speechless.
Sun Zihu …
Everyone looked at each other. They were the cream of the crop, the cream of the crop. It would be strange if they did not realize that something was amiss by now.
Something was wrong!
Something was terribly wrong!
Yes, why wasn't a single one of them dead?
…
Feng Lingtian said,
"I'm scared of all of you. I've spent so much effort to dig a hole and I was so pleased that I managed to trap all of you. But I didn't expect it to be so serious. F * ck, so many of you are cursing my mother now … "
"I'm scared to death. I wanted to reveal it in a few days but now it seems that I'm scared of all of you. Give me a timeline in advance, or else I'm afraid that all of you will riot.
This is the most successful hole I've ever dug. It's a pity that I can't withstand your pressure. It's a pity.
Also, there's one chapter a day now but one chapter is four thousand words. In a month, there are at least ten times where it's seven to eight thousand words and quite a number of times where it's five to six thousand words. When it's four thousand words, it only takes up half of it … Why is there such a huge grudge? Do you have to split more than ten thousand words into five or six chapters to see the outburst? …
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