Silence, silence, a deathly silence.
Yang Jian was dead. His soul was scattered, and he died in front of Immortal Yu Ding. When this scene appeared in the eyes of the immortals, a silent fear spread between heaven and earth.
Whether it was the immortals of the Chan School or the immortals of the Jie School led by Zhao Gongming, they all became dead silent at this moment. They only looked at Ye Xuan with an indescribable horror in their eyes.
Was he crazy? Or was he courting death?
Did Ye Xuan not know that Immortal Yu Ding was Daluo Jinxian?
How dare he kill Yang Jian? Did Ye Xuan not know that Yang Jian was the only disciple of Immortal Yu Ding?
Was Ye Xuan not afraid that Immortal Yu Ding would fall into a rage and avenge Yang Jian?
No one could bear the anger of Daluo Jinxian. If they were remembered by Daluo Jinxian, they would only end up dead.
Ye Xuan knew that, and he also understood the consequences of killing Yang Jian. However, he had to kill Yang Jian. Even Daluo Jinxian could not change his decision.
Not to mention that Yang Jian knew that he came from the human world, if this news spread throughout the three realms, Ye Xuan himself would be in an unimaginable danger. Moreover, the grudge between the two of them had long been irreconcilable.
Ye Xuan was a very simple person. He always believed that if he did not kill a snake, it would hurt him. If he let Yang Jian go today, Ye Xuan would definitely stab him in the back in the future. Such a stupid thing was not something that Ye Xuan could do.
If you cut the grass without removing the roots, it would grow again when the spring breeze blew. This was a sentence that Ye Xuan had always believed in. Therefore, Yang Jian had to die. Even if he risked being killed by Immortal Yu Ding, he had to kill this person.
The world was silent, and everything was silent.
In the vast sky, the void was stagnant. Immortal Yu Ding stared blankly at Yang Jian's Primordial Spirit dissipating without a trace. His body was trembling slightly, and there was a trace of mist in his red eyes.
A drop of tear flowed down his cheek. Immortal Yu Ding was in a trance. Memories from long ago rose and fell in his mind, as if bringing him back to the distant past.
How long had it been?
Hundreds of thousands of years, right?
Perfected Yu Ding could not remember exactly how long it had been. He only remembered that in the distant past, a young man had crossed mountains and rivers and knelt outside the Golden Clouds Cave. No matter how the wind blew or the rain fell, he remained motionless.
He was the nephew of the Jade Emperor, and his mother was the Holy Mother of Peach Mountain. He knelt outside the Cave of Golden Clouds and begged Yang Jian to accept him as his disciple. He knelt for seven days and seven nights. At that time, Yang Jian was still a teenager.
On the eighth day, the young man finally fainted outside the Golden Clouds Cave. Seven days without a drop of water had put him on the verge of death.
Perhaps he was moved by the young man's filial piety, or perhaps he was moved by the young man's unyielding will. In the end, he accepted the young man as his disciple.
Yang Erlang was the young man's name and the only disciple of Immortal Yu Ding in the world.
In terms of innate talent and unparalleled potential, no matter what kind of immortal art he passed down, the young man would be able to comprehend it very quickly.
He endured hardships and selflessly nurtured the young man. In the Golden Clouds Cave of Jade Spring Mountain, the old man and the young man depended on each other for survival. This also allowed Immortal Yu Ding to experience the joy of a family relationship that he had never experienced before.
The young man grew up day by day and gradually became a valiant young man. He even learned extraordinary magic. Although they were not his son, they were more like one.
That year, the young man bid farewell to him, saying that he was going to save his mother. It was also on the day they parted that he gave the young man the name 'Jian'. The master and disciple parted ways at the Golden Clouds Cave.
Although he was reluctant to part, his disciple had grown up.
It was also that year that a young man named Yang Jian appeared proudly in the Three Realms. He split Peach Mountain with a saber and saved his mother. Under the pursuit of the celestial soldiers and celestial generals, he defeated the immortals of the Celestial Court in the firmament. This battle shocked the Three Realms.
The young man had never embarrassed him. When the Investiture of the Gods War began, the young man became the God of War of the Three Realms. It was unknown how many contributions he made in the Investiture of the Gods War. It was also at that time that the people of the Three Realms knew that Yang Jian was Immortal Yu Ding's disciple.
The first person of the third generation of the Chan School, the God of War of the Three Realms, the True Lord Erlang Xiansheng, and the God of Law Enforcement of the Celestial Court. These were all Yang Jian's titles. It also let the people of the Three Realms know that although he, Immortal Yu Ding, was ranked last among the Twelve Ancient Golden Immortals, he had nurtured the first person after Daluo Jinxian.
He was proud of him. He was like my son. Although he was not my son, he was more like one!
Among the Twelve Ancient Golden Immortals, Immortal Yu Ding was not well-known. He was an extremely kind person who rarely had conflicts with others. Even when facing the younger generation, he was amiable.
However, Yang Jian was his disciple and he regarded him as his own son. When he saw Yang Jian's soul dissipate in front of him, tears slowly flowed out of his eyes. His mind felt as if it was constantly being cut by an ice-cold knife, causing him to be in so much pain that he could not breathe.
He looked at the sky without saying a word. He was not alarmed when he heard the earth move.
Immortal Yu Ding stood in the void in a daze. He clutched his heart tightly, but the Daluo Immortal Light around him rippled slightly.
Whoosh!
The wind rose. The sound of the wind was not loud, but it carried an indescribable silence.
Rumble!
Thunder. Crimson lightning was faintly discernible in the sky. The endless sky was collapsing, and an aura of nirvanic extermination reverberated in all directions.
"The world says that I'm a kind person and that I'm a good person among the Daluo Jinxian. Today, Erlang's soul has dissipated. As his master, I can't save his life."
Immortal Yu Ding smiled bitterly, but the world was gradually darkening. The eternal space-time seemed to be distorted at this moment.
"Ye Xuan!"
Suddenly, Immortal Yu Ding's peaceful face was no longer there. His face was slowly twisting until it turned ferocious. As he clenched his fists, his veins bulged. He looked at Ye Xuan with a resentful killing intent.
"It doesn't matter if you're the main character of this Immeasurable Calamity. Today, this old man will take your dog life even if I'm punished by my master."
His silver-white hair danced wildly in the wind. The sky was filled with thunderous booms. The Daluo Immortal Light of the Tongtian had illuminated the past and present. When Immortal Yu Ding's voice fell, the mountains within thousands of miles were collapsing.
The wrath of the Daluo Jinxian could turn the world upside down. This was not just a saying. It proved that the Daluo Jinxian was terrifying to an unimaginable degree.
"Emperor, run!"
Zhao Gongming's face was pale as he roared at Ye Xuan. He had never seen Immortal Yu Ding look so terrifying. He clearly wanted to annihilate Ye Xuan's soul and make Ye Xuan unable to reincarnate.
"Uncle-Master Yu Ding is angry. Run!"
Grand Preceptor Wen's expression changed drastically. He did not dare to stay at all. He called the immortals of the Chan Sect and led a hundred thousand Celestial Soldiers to flee to the outside world.
It was not just the Chan Sect. The Jie Sect was also frantically fleeing. Dozens of Monster Kings were also retreating. It was not that they did not want to help Ye Xuan, but that Daluo Jinxian was angry. That was a death sentence. Even if they stood on Ye Xuan's side, they would only be courting death.
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