One day, two days, three days …..
Three days passed, and Ye Wuchen still didn't come out. He maintained his cross-legged position, and didn't move for three whole days. Ningxue also stayed here for three days without leaving. Her three meals were delivered to her by Pyromancer Luo.
On the fourth day, when Pyromancer Luo came here again, he was surprised to hear the faint but incredibly sharp sound of wind. The source of the wind was the forbidden area where Ye Wuchen was. Amidst his surprise, he vaguely felt that the sound of the wind seemed to be growing louder.
On the fifth day, when Pyromancer Luo came, he discovered that an enormous tornado was sweeping through the once forbidden area. Ye Wuchen was sitting at the edge where the wind was the strongest, but he didn't move at all.
The wind elemental essence had been too dense before, so fast that they couldn't see or hear it. But now, the existence of the wind was right in front of them. Because the wind elemental essence had thinned to the point where they could sense it.
"It really is the wind." Pyromancer Luo murmured. However, that frightening wind had already weakened. Why did it weaken? All of this had to do with the Holy Lord, but the Holy Lord was just sitting there without moving. Just why ….. Pyromancer Luo picked up a blade of grass and threw it forward. When the grass entered the forbidden area, it didn't immediately turn to dust like before. Instead, it was swept away by the tornado, and only after a short while was it torn apart by the wind.
Although the wind had clearly weakened, this sort of tornado was still terrifying. At least, Pyromancer Luo still didn't have the strength to touch it. And clearly, he sensed that the wind was still weakening, and growing faster and faster. So he simply stayed here, waiting with Ningxue.
By noon, the tornado had already become less terrifying. Pyromancer Luo once again used a withered blade of grass to test it, and then boldly walked in. He stood unscathed in the tornado that no longer posed any threat to him. The wind elemental essence here seemed to be constantly drawn by some sort of power, always surrounding this area and not leaking outwards.
The wind was still weakening, turning from a hurricane to a storm, then to a gale, and then to a gale. Slowly, it began to change into a gentle breeze. At this moment, Ye Wuchen suddenly opened his eyes and smiled gently at Ningxue. He supported himself with his hands and struggled to stand up.
"Brother!" Ning Xue didn't care about the wind and ran over, using her shoulder to support his body. The wind was still very strong, causing her white hair to flutter. Her breathing was also not smooth.
"Holy Lord, how are you?" Yan Gongluo hurriedly went up to support him and asked concernedly. He carefully probed with his power and found that his body was still empty, no different from before.
"Let's go back first," Ye Wuchen said with a smile.
Yan Gong Luo didn't ask any more questions. He helped him into the wheelchair, and the three of them finally returned.
The next morning, no one went out to work. Instead, they were gathered together by Old Man Yan Tianwei. Not a single person was left behind.
Today, the old man's face was glowing, as if he had encountered something joyous. Just when everyone thought that he was going to announce the wedding of Ye Wuchen and Erya that had been delayed for a long time, he raised his head and shouted in a deep voice, "Fate has not abandoned us!"
This opening speech caused the surroundings to become quiet. Everyone held their breath and looked at him with different expressions. There were many ways to understand this sentence, and each one made their hearts beat rapidly.
"A hundred years ago, our ancestors fell from a high cliff and landed here, but not a single one of them was injured. From then on, they believed that it was their persistence and loyalty that saved them. Thus, our ancestors told us that although we are already isolated from the world, there will definitely be a day when we can go out. They also warned us that we can abandon everything, but we must never abandon the mission and cultivation that are deeply buried in our blood. Our ancestors have a keen eye, and these years, I am very gratified to see that no one has gone against their mission and the words of our ancestors. Thus, the heavens have finally bestowed grace upon us. Let the Holy Lord that our ancestors have searched for come forth to save and guide us … "
As he spoke passionately, everyone was dumbfounded.
"From today onwards, forget your names here, forget your identities here. All you need to remember is that our surname is Yan, and we have the blood of the Northern Emperor flowing in our veins. We are the people of the Northern Emperor Sect, and we will forever follow and be loyal to our Holy Lord! "
Everyone's heart began to thump. They smelled something unusual. That smell told them that their lives were about to undergo a huge change.
Ningxue pushed Ye Wuchen out of the wheelchair. He came to the old man's side, glanced around, and smiled. "Do you want to go out? Leave this place and go to the Tianchen Continent in the sky. "
As soon as he said this, the crowd was in an uproar. San Donkey was the first to jump out and shouted, "Yes! Yes! We want to go out even in our dreams! Brother Wuchen, did you find out the way to go out by saying this? Did you … "
"I did find out the way to go out. If you're willing, you can quickly leave this place with me. When you want to come back, you can also come back here. "
The crowd was in an uproar. Everyone's eyes were filled with the light of extreme excitement. That was the most excited they had ever been since they were born. The smile on the old man's face and Ye Wuchen's confident expression told them that this was not a lie, and they were not dreaming. The blood of the Northern Emperor flowed in their veins more or less. This was a bloodline that would never be willing to settle down. Although the life here was peaceful, this kind of prison-like life was also an unbearable torment to them.
Ye Wuchen raised his hand and suppressed the uproar of the crowd. He said seriously, "However, the outside world is different from this place. It is filled with all kinds of suffering, conspiracies, crimes, and schemes. When you go there, it will be very difficult for you to have such a peaceful and comfortable life like now. Also … when you go there, your hands may experience a lot of killings, and your hands will be stained with the blood of different people … Even so, you still want to leave? "
Yan Duancang laughed loudly. "This worry is completely unnecessary. The Bow of the Northern Emperor that we, the Northern Emperor Sect, have been searching for for generations is the Bow of Massacre, and the blood of the Northern Emperor that we possess is also the blood of massacre. No matter how many years we have settled down, the nature of fighting in our veins will not change. We don't fight here because everyone here is our family. There are no enemies. To our family, friends, and kind-hearted people, we will always show the most gentle side. But to our enemies and evildoers, we never know what is kindness or fear. "
"Yes! Uncle Old Gen is completely right. If we find the person who harmed big brother Wuchen after we go out, I will use my fists to smash the heads of his entire family! " Black Bear waved his fists. His simple and honest face was currently swaying with a thick murderous aura. A faint blood-red light actually flashed past his pair of small eyes.
Yan Duancang's words and Black Bear's stance represented everyone. In the deafening shouts of excitement, regardless of gender or age, everyone stood in front of Ye Wuchen and shouted that they wanted to leave this place. Not a single person actually hesitated or retreated. Because the blood of the Northern Emperor flowed in their veins.
Ye Wuchen held Ningxue's hand tightly and nodded strongly. "Then, let's leave this place. But our departure is not just to change homes, but to let Tianchen Continent … "A cold glint intertwined with coldness and hatred flashed past Ye Wuchen's eyes." Tremble because of us!! "
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End of Volume Four. Mm, the number of words in this chapter is very few. It will be slowly added later.
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