He had written Yang Lie's name as Lie Yang in the previous chapter. He had written the name wrong due to an oversight, so he had to correct it now. Changyang Zu Yunkong's name was Yang Lie, with the 'Yang' in front and the 'Lie' in the back.
"I don't care if you're called Changyang Zu Yunkong or Yang Lie. The Emperor Armament in your hands is the ancestral artifact of our protector clan. I don't know what secret technique you've used to control the Emperor Armament, but you have to return it to us no matter what," Changyang Qing Yunfeng said with a heavy voice. His face was extremely sunken. Originally, they did not take Changyang Zu Yunkong seriously when he became the Holy Emperor because he was only at the First Heavenly Layer after all. However, now that Changyang Zu Yunkong controlled the ancestral artifact, his strength could not be described with common sense. Even Changyang Qing Yun, the Holy Emperor at Great Perfection, was not Changyang Zu Yunkong's opponent. He had been injured without being able to fight back at all, so the people of the Yuan and Qing branches were completely thrown into disarray.
However, Changyang Qing Yunfeng also became doubtful when he mentioned Yang Lie's name. For some reason, he felt a sense of familiarity when he heard the name, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he was unable to recall where.
Changyang Yuan Zhenghua's face changed slightly. His gaze toward Changyang Zu Yunkong became extremely sharp at that moment. He yelled out, "Yang Lie is the founding ancestor of our Changyang Prefecture. How dare you, Changyang Zu Yunkong, use the ancestor's name and do something so disgraceful!"
Immediately, everyone present was shocked. They came to a realization. Not only did Changyang Qing Yunfeng find the name familiar, but even Changyang Zu Xiao and the others felt the same. They just could not recall where they had heard it.
Changyang Qing Jueri smiled from extreme anger.
He said, "Good! Good! Good! Your Zu branch really wants to rebel. First, you break away from our protector clan, and now you use the ancestral artifact to blaspheme our founding ancestor, Yang Lie. People of the Zu branch, do you really think that you can replace our position as a protector clan with just a Jianchen and a secret method to control the ancestral artifact? Hmph, your ambitions will never come to fruition. "
"We will definitely announce this to the world. Everyone will see your Zu branch clearly. Your Zu branch is fated to be cursed by everyone," Changyang Yuan Zhenghua loudly said. Changyang Yuan Zhenghua said loudly. He was extremely furious. The people of the Zu branch were becoming bolder and bolder.
Changyang Zu Xiao and Changyang Zu Yunxiao looked at each other and frowned. The development of the situation had completely exceeded their expectations. They had no idea what had happened to Changyang Zu Yunkong, but they felt like he had suddenly become a completely different person.
Changyang Zu Yunkong smiled very warmly. He gently stroked the Emperor Armament in his hand and said, "The founding ancestor you speak of is me. Changyang Prefecture was founded by me in the past, and I left my Righteous Yang Sword in the clan. At the same time, I cast down the Eighteen Encirclement Formation and the Origin Formation to protect the clan so that it would never decline. You really haven't let me down. After so many years, Changyang Prefecture still hasn't declined. It's still as prosperous as before. It's just that your generation is far too greedy, to the point where you're actually killing each other over a single Saints' Fruit. "
"Changyang Zu Yunkong, y- y- you …" The Holy Emperors of the Yuan and Qing branches all pointed at Changyang Zu Yunkong. They were speechless from anger. In terms of seniority, they were all qualified to be Changyang Zu Yunkong's great grandfather or even great-grandfather. Now that the junior in their eyes had actually called himself the founding ancestor of Changyang Prefecture, wouldn't they, who had lived for several thousand years, become great-grandchildren who were separated by countless generations?
Changyang Zu Xiao and Changyang Zu Yunxiao's faces became rather ugly as well, but they said nothing. They could clearly sense that the current Changyang Zu Yunkong was no longer the same Changyang Zu Yunkong of the past. Although his appearance had not changed, his presence and bearing were completely different.
Although Changyang Zu Yunkong had just become a Holy Emperor, he just gave off an unfathomable feeling.
Changyang Qing Yun slowly flew back from afar with his heavily injured body. He said nothing, only staring at Changyang Zu Yunkong in shock. Disbelief flooded his face. He understood that the Emperor Armament that had injured him was not Changyang Zu Yunkong's true strength.
He just found it hard to believe that Changyang Zu Yunkong could control the Emperor Armament so easily. Not only could he control the power of the Emperor Armament as he wished, but he did not suffer from any backlash at all.
A Space Gate ripped open and a middle-aged man in tight robes walked out. He held a shiny, silver blade in his hand. Strands of powerful energy pulsed from the blade from time to time, shocking the Holy Emperor from the Changyang Prefecture.
The Holy Emperor from the Changyang Prefecture all stared at the man who had suddenly appeared. All of their eyes narrowed because they were unable to see through the man at all. The blade in his hand made them tremble violently. No matter how they looked at it, the blade seemed like the Emperor Armament of the Tyrant's Blade School, except it was much smaller.
The man was Guihai Yidao. He did not even glance at the Holy Emperor from the Changyang Prefecture. He stared at Changyang Zu Yunkong and happily smiled.
"Yang Lie, you've finally returned!"
Yang Lie stared at Guihai Yidao for a while and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes. He said, "Guihai Yidao, I never thought that you would have already awakened and that you've recovered your strength to the level of a Holy Emperor."
Changyang Qing Yun and the other Holy Emperor immediately became surprised when they heard what Yang Lie had said. They all stared at Guihai Yidao with widened eyes. They were extremely shocked. The middle-aged man before them was actually a Holy Emperor? They did not know him at all, nor did they know when he had become a Holy Emperor. He did not have the nine-colored rainbow clouds with him.
Guihai Yidao chuckled aloud. He was extremely excited to see his old friend. He said, "Yang Lie, I've only been a year or two earlier than you. The energy condensed in your Righteous Yang Sword is no less than my Wave-breaking Blade. If you use this energy to cultivate, you'll be able to recover to the peak strength of a Holy Emperor very quickly. However, it'll be rather difficult for you to reach our level of cultivation in the past."
"I can't reach the Origin realm? Why is that? "Yang Lie asked.
Guihai Yidao's smile vanished, and he became rather stern. He gently sighed, "Yang Lie, your clan hasn't been peaceful recently. Deal with the matters here first. I'll wait for you in the Northern Sea."
"Sir, may I ask who you are? Why have we never heard of an expert like you on the Tian Yuan Continent?" Changyang Qing Jueri used this opportunity to ask Guihai Yidao.
Guihai Yidao definitely would not have paid any attention to these juniors if it were any other day, but an old friend of his had returned today, so he was in an extremely good mood. He chuckled, "The Tyrant's Blade School was founded by me. I think my disciples have already told you about it." With that, Guihai Yidao directly ripped open space and left.
The Holy Emperor from the Changyang Prefecture became stunned. When Mercenary City had borrowed the Emperor Armament from the Tyrant's Blade School, they had heard from the great elders that their ancestor had returned. However, they had all treated it as an excuse to refuse the Emperor Armament. They had never thought that their ancestor would actually return.
The reappearance of a person who had been dead for a million years seemed so unreal to them. They found it hard to believe.
"Changyang Qing Yun, Changyang Qing Yunfeng, Changyang Qing Jueri, Changyang Yuan Zhenghua, and Changyang Yuan Wuji, the five of you have killed your fellow disciples over a single Saints' Fruit. Do you know your crimes? "Yang Lie looked at the five of them as his voice gradually turned cold. He possessed an inviolable dignity, making the five of them want to kneel down and worship him.
"Y- are you really the founding ancestor of our Changyang Prefecture, Yang Lie?" Changyang Qing Yun had vaguely obtained an answer to his question. The Emperor Armament of their protector clan had originally been left behind by their ancestor, Yang Lie. Only the true master of the Emperor Armament could control it so easily.
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