After the old Confucian scholar with the rusted sword broke the Sky Barrier with his sword and slowly stepped into it, his voice resounded like thunder in all directions, drifting far away in all directions. It was like a spring thunder, trying to wake up some sleeping existences in the four regions …
When the two Realm Masters of the Small Immortal Realm heard him say that they were one of their own, their faces were already filled with anger. They were embarrassed and aggrieved. They naturally knew that no matter if it was the Fairy of Fuyao Palace or the old Confucian scholar, they were excluded. However, they were also from Tian Yuan, and their roots were here. They had only chosen to stand on the side of the God Clan and had been led into Tian Yuan …
His words and attitude naturally meant that he had completely excluded them from Tian Yuan.
Even though they had already made up their minds and had their own reasons, when faced with these words, they were still ashamed and annoyed!
"What do you mean by one of our own? Since that's the case, then you can all die here together!"
The creatures of the God Clan didn't have such thoughts. After seeing the old Confucian scholar break the Sky Barrier with his sword, they had already listed him as their number one enemy. Then, when he glanced around and seemed to be slightly distracted, several masters had already chosen to attack at the same time!
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
At least four terrifying beams of divine light fell from the sky, containing indescribably terrible divine power. They intertwined and rushed toward the old Confucian scholar.
The masters of these four beams of divine light had terrifying combat power that was not inferior to that of Old Immortal Yuan. At least this attack was a realm that even those who were going through the Heavenly Tribulation had to be careful with. It was far beyond the realm that Zhu Xiu and Yuanying could resist. When the four of them attacked at the same time, their power intertwined, making the divine power soar even more. It was estimated that even people at Old Immortal Yuan's realm would have to temporarily avoid it!
As for the old Confucian scholar, he seemed to be careless and preoccupied with other people, but he didn't care about the four intertwined beams of divine light. When the divine light almost fell on the top of his head, he looked up at the four creatures, stroked the sword edge, and whispered with a smile, "Haha, the enemy of the Ancient Immortals, the Extraterrestrial Deities? It's just right for me to wash the rust off my divine sword! "
From the moment the four God Race beings attacked to the moment the divine light descended on his head, it was actually only a snap of a finger.
But in his eyes, that time seemed to be more than enough, as if it had been stretched out countless times.
He calmly stroked the sword and then gently flicked the blade. A melodious dragon roar rang out from the rusted sword.
At the same time, he drew his sword!
The sword was like a flowing light. It didn't have much dazzling splendor, but its speed was beyond imagination.
Before the four God Race beings could react, his sword had already reached the Nine Heavens.
The blade of the sword cut through everything. Even the divine light that the four living beings of the God Clan had shot down was shattered by his sword. Then, they flew back into the sky without any delay. The four living beings of the God Clan cried out in terror and retreated. However, the sword light soon caught up to them. Then, their limbs were severed. Not only had they been cut by the sword light, but even their bodies had been destroyed by the terrifying power contained in the sword light. To outsiders, the sword light had only flashed by, and they had successfully retreated hundreds of feet away. However, just as they stopped, terror appeared in their eyes. Then, their bodies suddenly collapsed!
Whoosh …
Blood and pieces of flesh rained down on the land of Tian Yuan like a rain of blood!
"This …"
The heavens shook. The eyes of the two Realm Lords of the Small Celestial Realm were already wide open. Their faces were full of fear, and their hands were trembling.
"How could there be such an expert in Tian Yuan?"
"Is this a Sage who stayed in Tian Yuan?"
"No, even a Sage doesn't have such a shocking ferocious aura …"
The two of them spoke almost subconsciously, and then made the same decision at the same time. They turned around and fled!
Without any intention of attacking, they turned around and fled. A cultivator in the Tribulation Passing Realm fled like a rabbit.
As for the others, including the God Race beings and the cultivators of Tian Yuan, they were all stunned. No one spoke for a long time. Everyone just stared blankly at the old Confucian scholar. From the old Confucian scholar's aura and his ability to break the Heavenly Barrier, they had already guessed that the old Confucian scholar might be an expert. However, no matter what, they didn't expect this expert to be so terrifying. If the old Confucian scholar's strength was only comparable to that of a Tribulation Passing Realm cultivator, or even slightly weaker than that, everyone would admire him. But at this moment …
Fear!
Almost like the God Race beings, what they felt was only fear!
He was too powerful. It was a kind of power that was almost beyond the comprehension of mortals!
"Old senior, you … you are …"
At this moment, the One-armed Immortal Nun of Fuyao Palace was the first to react. She stepped forward and bowed slightly. Her background and status were there for all to see. She was more courageous than the others. She knew that it was reasonable for her to thank him.
Facing the one-armed fairy who came forward to salute, the old scholar suddenly laughed. He put the rusted sword back into his sleeve and slowly turned around. His gaze was also sizing her up. After a long time, he laughed softly and said, "It's fine for others to call me senior, but Senior Sister Mu Xin, it's not right for you to call me senior again. We haven't seen each other for 700 years, do you really not recognize me anymore?"
"Senior Sister Mu Xin?"
The One-armed Nun suddenly froze. She stared blankly at the old Confucian scholar, her eyes filled with shock.
It was hard for her to accept that such an old man called her "Senior Sister", but she quickly reacted. Due to the difference in cultivation and strength, cultivators usually had appearances that did not match their age. For example, she looked like she was only around 30 years old, but in fact, she had lived for more than 900 years. Many old Gold Core cultivators looked like they were at the end of their lifespan, but they were not even as old as her …
But this old cultivator shouldn't be …
Her gaze became more and more confused. It was obvious that she still did not recognize him. The old Confucian scholar did not explain further. He smiled faintly and walked back to the center of the battlefield. In front of him was a group of tens of thousands of God Race beings. Behind this group of God Race beings was Old Immortal Yuan, who was at the end of his lifespan and was about to die. The old Confucian scholar's gaze was very firm. He walked forward step by step, as if he was really anxious. One person was like an army …
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As he approached, the army of God Race beings began to flow backward like a tide. However, there were too many of them. When they rushed forward, their momentum was monstrous and unstoppable. When they wanted to retreat, it was extremely slow because of the large number of them. Soon, the old Confucian scholar caught up with them. The old Confucian scholar did not say anything. He pulled out the rusted sword from his sleeve again and slashed it down. Impressively, he directly killed his way into the God Race beings. Looking down from the sky, he looked like a sword that directly cut into the army of God Race beings. A line of blood rapidly pierced through the army!
Not only did he kill four experts among the God Race beings with one sword strike, he actually wanted to directly kill his way through an army!
This arrogance, this ferocity, finally made the Fourth Nun of Fuyao Palace think of a person!
"It's him … It's actually him …"
Her eyes were filled with horror and disbelief. "How is he still alive?"
"He … How did he become so old?"
The army of tens of thousands of God Race beings was like a piece of paper in front of the old Confucian scholar. And this seemingly gentle and kind old man, at this time, was like the incarnation of a devil. He killed people like flies and the sea of blood was monstrous. He did not seem to slow down at all. He directly killed his way through the entire army and then came to the back of the army, where Old Immortal Yuan was besieged. At this time, the three Realm Lords of the Small Immortal Realm who besieged Old Immortal Yuan had already escaped. They did not even dare to stay for a moment longer to give Old Immortal Yuan the last blow!
At this time, Old Immortal Yuan was sitting on the ground, his breath weak. When he heard someone coming, he raised his head forcefully.
His dim eyes were already blurred when he saw people, so he could not recognize who the person in front of him was.
However, the faint familiar aura made him feel a little confused.
"This … old friend, I wonder …"
Old Immortal Yuan spoke in a deep voice as if he wanted to greet him, but his words were weak.
"I'm not your old friend, I'm your great-great-grandson!"
The old Confucian scholar walked to him and did not help him up. He just lowered his head and smiled gently.
"Great-great-grandson?"
Old Immortal Yuan opened his eyes with difficulty and stared at the old Confucian scholar. The old man in front of him was naturally very strange, but the more he looked at him, the more he felt a sense of familiarity. His facial features and the corners of his eyes finally mixed with a shadow in his memory. This made his heart suddenly tremble. He suddenly realized something, and vitality began to rise in his almost exhausted body. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand heavily, grabbed the old Confucian scholar's robe, and shouted with all his strength, "You … Where have you been?"
"I've always been in Tianyuan, I've never left!"
The old Confucian scholar replied softly. He did not squat down, nor did he break free from Old Immortal Yuan's pull.
"How … How did you live …"
Old Immortal Yuan said while panting, but halfway through his words, he already started coughing violently.
"I've left my Tao Source in my family, so how did I survive?"
The old Confucian scholar knew what he wanted to ask, so he answered calmly, "Because I've left a strand of Tao Source in my body, a pure strand of Tao Source that belongs to me. I've been struggling for hundreds of years. Although I'm not dead, I'm not really alive!"
"Then … then why didn't you … go home?"
At this time, Old Immortal Yuan's last strength was tied to this person, so every question was extremely strenuous.
"Because I've always … hated you!"
The old Confucian scholar hesitated for a moment, but he still said it. There seemed to be some helplessness in his voice, but it was more of a kind of relief. He smiled bitterly and said, "700 years ago, I was at the most critical moment of my cultivation. I encountered a great calamity, which was like purgatory, but if I survived it, I would be reborn, like a phoenix bathing in the fire of nirvana. However, at this time, someone else's Tao Source was suddenly inserted into me!"
His smile was also full of bitterness. "A phoenix that was undergoing nirvana was suddenly saved by someone. How did it feel?"
Old Immortal Yuan was stunned. His beard trembled, and he was speechless for a long time.
After a long time, he asked bitterly, "Then … why did you … show yourself now?"
The old Confucian scholar smiled softly and said, "Isn't it a small matter when it comes to family matters?"
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