Fatty Huang said guiltily. Without waiting for him to kneel down and apologize, Ye Xuan pointed a finger at him and froze him in place. Then, he smiled and said, "I don't blame you for this. Don't blame yourself."
"Uncle Huang, this elder is …?"
Although the little girl was young, she was very smart. Her intuition told her that the black-clothed elder in front of her was not simple.
"He's your …"
Before Fatso Huang could answer, Ye Xuan interrupted him and said, "There's no need to mention the past."
"Yes, sir." Fatso Huang quickly stopped talking, which made the little girl even more curious. However, she was smart enough not to ask.
"Sir, these people are all Wu Juexian's lackeys. I want to kill them with my own hands," Fatso Huang said viciously and asked Ye Xuan for instructions.
"Go and come back quickly," Ye Xuan said calmly. "Tell me what happened in the human world in the past 500 years."
"Yes, sir!" Fatso Huang bowed and strode toward Luo Feng and the others.
The conversation between the two fell into Luo Feng's ears, which made him tremble silently. He looked at Ye Xuan with a look of extreme horror.
Luo Feng didn't know who Ye Xuan was.
However, he was Wu Juexian's disciple. Although he was only 300 years old, he had cultivated to the Dividing God Stage and had always been valued by Wu Juexian.
He only knew that Fatso Huang and his master were old acquaintances and used to be close friends. However, because of Fatso Huang's Bloodthirsty Demon Sword and Great Sky Demon Technique, they became enemies.
However, one year, Fatso Huang came with the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword and scolded Wu Juexian as a traitor.
He also vaguely mentioned the words "sir," "immortal," "human world," and "return."
Back then, he was still young and didn't know what those words meant.
However, he clearly remembered that when Fatty Huang said those words, his master, who was like a god in his heart, actually trembled slightly. There was even a trace of fear that he had never seen before in his master's eyes.
This memory had been hidden deep in his mind, and it gradually faded away with the passage of time.
However, what he saw today immediately brought back memories of Luo Feng's childhood. When he thought about this scene again, an indescribable terror filled his mind.
Could it be?
Could it be that the person that Master was afraid of was this mysterious man in black?
Unfortunately, before Luo Feng could understand the crux of the matter, Fatso Huang had already arrived in front of them. With a raise of his hand, he sliced the ten or so cultivators into a thousand pieces. His sinister and vicious methods were simply unbearable to watch.
"Ah!"
They screamed miserably, wishing they were dead. Under the extremely terrifying torture, the dozen or so Immortal Cultivators died without an intact body. Even their Primordial Spirits were chopped into ashes by Fatso Huang. They did not even have the chance to be reincarnated.
"Luo Feng!"
Fatso Huang smiled ferociously as he walked step by step towards Luo Feng. This made Luo Feng smile bitterly. He knew that he was going to die without a doubt. Even if he begged Fatso Huang, it would be of no use.
After all these years of chasing Fatso Huang, he deeply understood Fatso Huang's sinister methods. Begging for mercy would only make him die without dignity.
Closing his eyes and waiting for death was Luo Feng's choice. It was only his choice.
Unfortunately, when Luo Feng closed his eyes and waited for death, the blade did not fall. This made him open his eyes in confusion. However, he saw that Fatso Huang's sinister face was no longer there. Instead, he looked at him with a strange expression.
"Don't worry, Grandpa Huang won't kill you. If I kill you, who will send a message to Wu Jue Xian?" Fatso Huang smiled sinisterly.
"Tell Wu Jue Xian that the person from 500 years ago has returned. Let him wash his neck and wait for death."
Fatso Huang continued to smile coldly. He turned around and walked towards Ye Xuan. However, before he even took a few steps, he suddenly turned around and looked at Luo Feng. A cruel expression flashed across his eyes.
"Oh right, not just Wu Jue Xian. Everyone who betrayed the underworld, let them enjoy their last moments of happiness."
"Haha!"
Fatso Huang laughed ferociously. As he laughed, tears actually flowed out of his eyes. He had struggled at death's door for 500 years. It was as if his laughter had released all the depression in his heart.
At this time.
Luo Feng was dumbfounded. He didn't think that he would survive. This was something he didn't even dare to imagine. However, what shocked him the most was what Fatso Huang said.
"That person from 500 years ago?"
"Just … just who is he?"
Luo Feng muttered as he stared at Ye Xuan's back in the distance. However, he couldn't get the answer he wanted.
The clouds rose and the wind blew.
A black cloud appeared and brought Ye Xuan, Fatso Huang, and the little girl into the sky. It wasn't until this black cloud became a black dot in Luo Feng's eyes that he woke up from his shock.
"Teacher, could this mysterious black clothed man really be the person you're so afraid of?" Luo Feng clenched his fists tightly. He couldn't believe his own guess.
However, he had a premonition that the world was about to change.
Without any hesitation or delay, Luo Feng raised his blade and rushed into the sky. He had to quickly tell his teacher about this and hope that his teacher could prevent this from happening.
…..
Su Hang city.
The sky was clear and the sun was setting. Gusts of wind blew past, bringing with it a sense of coolness.
Pavilions, terraces, and pavilions. The ancient scenery was fragrant. The green willows swayed in the wind and birds chirped from time to time.
This was a manor with mountains and rivers. It was filled with an ancient charm. It was also an area of Su Hang city where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold. Mortals didn't even have the right to live in such a luxurious manor. Only cultivators had the right to live in such a luxurious manor.
Fatty Huang was still as ruthless as ever. This manor was originally the residence of an Aurous Core stage cultivator. When he directly killed this cultivator, he naturally seized this manor and used it as a temporary place to stay.
The stream flowed and the wind chimes rang.
In the courtyard.
A stone table, two stone stools, a pot of tea, and two jade cups. Other than that, there was nothing else.
Ye Xuan sat in the middle. He took a sip of the tea and frowned slightly. He then put the cup down.
Obviously, after spending 500 years in the earth immortal world, Ye Xuan only drank immortal tea. This sort of mortal tea was hard for him to swallow.
Even though he hadn't been by Ye Xuan's side for 500 years, Fatso Huang wasn't unfamiliar with Ye Xuan. Naturally, he could feel Ye Xuan's thoughts.
"Sir, the things in this mortal world can't compare to the immortal world. I …"
Without waiting for Fatso Huang to finish, Ye Xuan smiled and said, "No matter. Tell me what happened in these 500 years."
When it came to serious matters, Fatso Huang clenched his fists. He was silent for a full 10 breaths before he calmed down his surging emotions.
"Back then, after you successfully passed the calamity …"
As Fatso Huang spoke slowly, the past events that had been sealed for 500 years were narrated one by one.
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