"This is the Emperor Armament of our Tyrant's Blade School that has existed for over a million years. Can someone explain to me what's going on?" A great elder asked in shock. Disbelief flooded his face.
"Who is this person? Why is the Emperor Armament of our Tyrant's Blade School so close to him? This has never happened before …"
"Has the Emperor Armament come out because of this person?"
The great elders all panicked. The Emperor Armament was just far too important to the Tyrant's Blade School. They could not afford to lose it. Now that they saw the Emperor Armament being so close to a stranger, they all felt deeply uneasy.
They felt uneasy.
"The Emperor Armament was left behind by the founding ancestor of our Tyrant's Blade School. No one has been able to completely control it in all these years. Now that the Emperor Armament is acting so strangely, is it going to be controlled by an outsider?"
"The Emperor Armament can't fall into the hands of an outsider. If that really happens, we'll kill this person," the old great elder sternly said. His voice was filled with killing intent.
"Let me take back the Emperor Armament." A middle-aged man stepped forward. His hand was protected by dense Saint Force and World Force as he directly grabbed the hilt of the Emperor Armament.
However, as soon as his hand approached the glow around the Emperor Armament, blood immediately spurted into the air. His hand had become a bloody mess. If he had not pulled back quickly, he probably would not have been able to keep his hand.
"I- impossible … impossible. I've actually been injured by the Emperor Armament and not a backlash from the Emperor Armament's power." The middle-aged man stared at his bloody hand with widened eyes. He was extremely shocked.
The other great elders of the Tyrant's Blade School were shocked as well. They struggled to believe what they had just seen. When they had come in contact with the Emperor Armament in the past, they had only suffered a backlash from the great power within, yet they had been injured by the Emperor Armament.
This was the first time something like this had happened.
The great elders had no idea what had happened to the Emperor Armament, but they could not approach it. As a result, they could only stand there and wait.
Jianchen and Huang Luan approached the island very soon. They clearly saw everything on the island. Jianchen recognized that it was definitely the Emperor Armament of a protector clan, so he secretly raised his guard.
"Jianchen, what are they doing?" Huang Luan leaned on Jianchen like a little bird and pointed at the scene on the isolated island.
Jianchen shook his head. He stared at the Emperor Armament and the middle-aged man who had just broken through. He was extremely curious as well.
The few Supreme Elders of the Tyrant's Blade School noticed Jianchen's approach and recognized him with a single glance. A trace of fear appeared in their eyes as they vigilantly scanned their surroundings. Soon after, they relaxed.
"Jianchen, one of the ten great protector clans, the Tyrant's Blade School, is handling some matters here. I hope that you will not approach to avoid any misunderstandings." The elderly man from the Tyrant's Blade School cupped his hands towards Jianchen from afar.
Jianchen and Huang Luan did not approach. They stood in the distance and watched in amusement.
"So it's the Emperor Armament of the Tyrant's Blade School. From the looks of it, the Emperor Armament seems to have lost control and ran out of the protector clan by itself. But who is that person and why has the Emperor Armament suddenly found him?" Jianchen guessed inside. He was extremely curious.
The few Grand Elders of the Tyrant's Blade School formed a circle around the middle-aged man who was in the middle of breaking through, preventing him from suddenly running away after waking up.
The Emperor Armament hovered above the middle-aged man's head. It shone with a dazzling white light that enveloped the middle-aged man. This was an extremely powerful light that could even easily injure a Holy Emperor. Clearly, it was using its own method to protect the middle-aged man.
This scene lasted for a full six hours before the middle-aged man finally finished his breakthrough. His tightly shut eyes slowly opened.
At that moment, two streaks of light seemed to shoot out from the middle-aged man's eyes. His eyes became abnormally bright, like two dazzling pearls in the dark night.
The hearts of the Supreme Elders from the Tyrant's Blade School trembled when they were stared at by the robust middle aged man. At this moment, they were shocked to discover that they had been completely seen through by the robust middle aged man. They had no secrets to speak of in the eyes of the robust middle aged man.
The great elders were extremely shocked. They had all reached the level of Holy Emperor many years ago, yet they had been seen through by someone who had just become a Holy Emperor. They found this hard to believe.
The profound divine light in the middle-aged man's eyes quickly disappeared, and his gaze returned to normal. That pair of dark and deep eyes seemed to contain a world, and also seemed to be a vast and boundless universe.
The middle-aged man slowly raised his head and looked at the sky. He faintly smiled and deeply sighed, "Tian Yuan Continent, I, Guihai Yidao, have finally returned. I never thought that the energy of this world would become so thin after being gone for so long."
He was melancholic. With a gentle wave of his hand, the Emperor Armament hovered above his head.
The Emperor Armament immediately flew into the middle-aged man's hand obediently. The extremely powerful light from the blade was unable to harm the middle-aged man at all.
"I, Guihai Yidao, have successfully returned. I wonder if you've returned as well," the middle-aged man looked at the sky and reminisced.
The great elders of the Tyrant's Blade School were shocked when they saw this. The Emperor Armament had existed in the Tyrant's Blade School for a very long time, but there had never been a person who could wield the Emperor Armament as easily as the middle-aged man.
"Sir, who are you? You hold the Emperor Armament of our protector clan, the Tyrant's Blade School. Please return it immediately so that there won't be any unnecessary misunderstandings," the old man said with a heavy voice.
The middle-aged man looked at the great elders in the surroundings and said, "Are you the disciples of the Tyrant's Blade School? I never thought that the Tyrant's Blade School would become weaker and weaker."
"What did you say!"
The expressions of the Tyrant's Blade School's Supreme Elders changed abruptly. Their gazes became fierce, and it seemed as if they would fight with their weapons at the slightest disagreement.
As one of the ten protector clans of the Tian Yuan Continent, the Tyrant's Blade School was the ruler without a doubt. No one had ever dared to speak to them like that.
The middle-aged man sneered in disdain, "My name is Guihai Yidao. So many years have passed, yet you still don't know who I am.
Does anyone remember me? " With that, the middle-aged man gently swung the Emperor Armament in his hand. He cut through space like it was tofu, creating a Space Gate. He directly left through the Space Gate, but the scene behind the Space Gate was exactly the same as the Tyrant's Blade School.
The Supreme Elders of the Tyrant's Blade School were all dumbfounded. Their faces were filled with disbelief. Their hearts were already in turmoil, and they couldn't remain calm.
"Guihai Yidao, Guihai Yidao. I- i- is he …"
A great elder said with a trembling voice. His face was filled with shock.
"Impossible, it can't be him …"
The great elders all involuntarily cried out. None of them could remain calm anymore.
"He didn't pass through the World Gate. He actually went directly to our Tyrant's Blade School. Let's go back," the old man said in a hurry as he watched the middle-aged man disappear.
Afterward, the great elders all shot through space and left. They returned to the Tyrant's Blade School as quickly as they could.
In the distance, Jianchen stared deeply in the direction that the great elders had disappeared in. The light in his eyes flickered as he sank into his thoughts. He was extremely curious about the middle-aged man's identity.
"Guihai Yidao. That person is called Guihai Yidao. Who is he?" Jianchen murmured. However, he failed to find an answer. He left with Huang Luan and continued to fly toward the territory of the Sea race.
Before long, Jianchen arrived above the territory of the Sea race with Huang Luan. Almost as soon as he arrived, Poseidon's illusionary figure appeared.
"Your majesty Poseidon, Luan 'er possesses the Water Spirit's Body. I wish to keep her in the sea realm to cultivate," Jianchen clasped his hands at Poseidon. He was extremely respectful.
Poseidon slowly nodded. He looked at Huang Luan with his hazy face and said, "Jianchen, the secret technique in your friend's soul has been removed, but someone has implanted another secret technique in her."
"What? Someone has implanted a new secret technique in Luan 'er's soul?" Jianchen paled in fright as if he had been struck by lightning.
Huang Luan's face sank as well. She became slightly pale as she clenched her fists tightly. She remained silent.
"That's right, and this secret technique has only been implanted recently. It has completely fused with her soul and is hidden extremely well. If it were not for the fact that my soul was powerful, no one would have been able to discover it," said Poseidon.
Jianchen's face darkened.
He clenched his teeth and said, "Changyang Qing Yun. It must be that old fox." Jianchen's face was frosty as his heart was filled with intense killing intent.
"Jianchen, I can sense that this secret technique won't pose a threat to your friend for now. Leave your friend in Poseidon's hall. I'll get Poseidon's hall master to think of a way to remove this seal. However, the secret techniques of the protector clans are extremely profound, especially the ones that target the soul. They're extremely complicated, so even I can't do anything about it, "said Poseidon.
Jianchen clasped his hands in thanks before leaving Huang Luan behind.
"Jianchen, once Luan 'er becomes the Holy Emperor, I'll come find you," Huang Luan's face was filled with tears as she cried out. Huang Luan's face was filled with tears as she shouted at Jian Chen's back. She knew that she would not be able to see Jian Chen again for a very long time.
Within the Tyrant's Blade School, the Emperor Armament had already returned to the forbidden grounds. It had returned to its original size of a hundred meters and was stabbed into the ground. It radiated with an extremely powerful blade Qi. Guihai Yidao currently sat on the huge hilt with his eyes closed.
The great elders of the Tyrant's Blade School returned from outside as well. They gathered with the Saint Rulers as they excitedly stared at Guihai Yidao who sat on the Emperor Armament.
"Are you really the founding ancestor of our Tyrant's Blade School?" The old great elder asked with a trembling voice. His eyes were filled with hope.
"After so many years, I never thought that you juniors would still remember me. Looks like I didn't create this sect for nothing," Guihai Yidao said with his eyes closed. His voice was extremely flat, giving off an unfathomable feeling.
With Guihai Yidao's identity confirmed, the experts of the Tyrant's Blade School immediately became excited.
They all stood up, but they were filled with endless doubt at the same time.
"Ancestor, it's already been over a million years since that era. How … how could you possibly still be alive?" asked a middle-aged man.
A great elder asked.
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