Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Father?
"Why can't I?"
Xuantian said proudly. "Supreme Cloud thought that he was gifted and created the Ares Art. But what happened in the end?"
"In the end, his disciple's legs were crippled. He had no choice but to change his appearance and drag out an ignoble existence. He endured for thousands of years and was reborn!"
Xuantian was obviously very agitated. He said furiously, "Can he understand the resentment in his disciple's heart? Can he understand how much pain his own glory has brought to his disciple? "
"You …"
"Cut the crap!"
Xuantian shouted. "The Bitter Heaven Art versus the Ares Art. Let us see who is more powerful, Supreme Cloud or Misery!"
"To be precise, let's see who is more powerful between the two of us!"
As Xuantian finished his sentence, the Battle Aura around him condensed like True Essence.
The majestic Battle Aura gathered around Xuantian. The fierce and domineering aura swept out crazily at that moment.
"Die!"
Looking at Ku Qing, Xuantian increased his speed and took a step forward. His Battle Aura surged with fighting spirit!
The surging Battle Aura made Xuantian look completely different. He was mighty, domineering, and insufferably arrogant.
However, the crowd was only looking at Xuantian's mighty step and did not notice that his fingertips were silently bending.
Although the others did not notice, Mu Yun did.
When she saw Xuantian's fingertips silently bending, Mu Yun was completely dumbfounded.
Her body started to spasm uncontrollably, and her face started to sweat.
"Master!"
"Alliance Leader!"
"Big Brother Yun!"
Seeing Mu Yun's strange actions, the crowd was stunned and hurriedly supported Mu Yun.
I'm fine, I'm fine! "
Mu Yun waved her hand, but her expression seemed to have become a hundred times more haggard.
Seeing Mu Yun's strange expression, Qin Mengyao frowned. She seemed to have thought of something, and a look of disbelief gradually appeared in her eyes.
"Ares Art Level Seven, Battle the Proud Firmament!"
In the sky, a shout suddenly sounded. Xuantian's aura underwent an earth-shattering change at that moment.
At that moment, Xuantian seemed to have completely transformed into an immortal, the only master of this world.
The seventh stage of the Ares Art increased his strength by twenty-five times. The current Xuan Tian was truly worthy of Zhan Ao Cang Qiong!
In an instant, Tian Xuan's speed was like a bolt of lightning.
....
In an instant, even Ku Qing, who had activated the Bitter Heaven Scripture, could not resist at all.
One Punch!
Ku Qing did not even have the time to dodge Xuan Tian's punch. Even the defense around his body collapsed at this moment.
One Punch!
Just One Just One Punch.
Ku Qing's body fell into the sea below like a meteorite.
. Boom!
A thousand-meter-tall wave surged.
In that instant, everyone was dumbfounded.
Except for Mu Yun.
He knew the power of the Ares Art better than anyone else.
When facing an opponent of the same level, the opponent's power was several times stronger than yours. There was no way to win this battle.
If Ku Qing had not cultivated Heavenly Lord Bitter Sea's Bitter Heaven Art, but some other martial technique, he would have been a corpse by now!
...
Just as everyone was in shock, a figure suddenly emerged from the sea.
"Holy Lord!"
"Holy Lord!"
Seeing the figure covered in blood, two figures suddenly rushed out from the crowd.
"Holy Lord!"
Mu Yun was no stranger to one of the two figures. It was Ren Ganggang, who had supported him in the sea five years ago.
And the other figure, unexpectedly, was Sky Sword Mountain's Chou Chiyan.
Chou Chiyan held a long sword in his hand and stood in front of Ku Qing, looking up.
"Chiyan!"
Seeing Chou Chiyan's anger, Ku Qing hurriedly said, "Don't be rash. You are not his match!"
Chou Chiyan nodded his head fiercely.
At that moment, blood was flowing out from every pore of Ku Qing's body. The veil on his face was also quietly removed.
"Father!"
"Mu Qingyu!"
Seeing the handsome middle-aged man, Mu Yun, Qin Mengyao, and the others were stunned.
In the past few years, ever since Mu Yun entered the Three Thousand Small Worlds, he had been looking for news of his father, but there was no news.
But at this very moment, he actually saw Mu Qingyu.
The Holy Lord of Bitter Heaven Palace?
Mu Qingyu?
How could this be?
"Father, why are you here?" Mu Yun was stunned when he saw Mu Qingyu.
In his previous life, as a Celestial King, Mu Yun was an orphan from the Hundred Thousand Mountains. He had no parents.
After his rebirth, he had parents in his previous life.
Although his father had abandoned him in Beiyun City, Mu Yun understood later that Mu Qingyu had no choice but to do so in the face of the Yun Family's power.
He had even asked his younger brother, Mu Linchen, to take on the identity of the Mu Family Patriarch in Beiyun City to protect him.
Therefore, Mu Yun more or less felt a father-son relationship with his father.
"No wonder!"
At this moment, Mu Yun suddenly understood.
It was no wonder that the Holy Master of the Bitter Heaven Palace would suddenly find him to cooperate with him to fight against the Floating Mountain Sect.
Back then, he had just established the Blood Alliance. At that time, the Blood Alliance did not have any prospects!
Moreover, after the Blood Alliance was established, the Floating Mountain Sect had not exerted any pressure on the Blood Alliance for five years. Mu Qingyu had played a big role in this.
"Yu Qingmu, Ku Qing! Father, why don't you just tell me how many aliases you have! "
Mu Yun looked at Mu Qingyu, the Holy Master of the Bitter Heaven Palace, and smiled bitterly.
"Brat, are you still in the mood to joke now?"
Mu Qingyu looked at Mu Yun and scolded jokingly. "Xuantian cultivates the Ares Art created by Supreme Cloud. This Ares Art is extremely domineering. Father will send you away from here now!"
"Leave?"
Mu Yun shook his head.
"Father, it's not like you don't know my character. I won't turn back until I hit the wall. It's stupid to do something even though I know it's impossible. But who asked you to have such a stupid son?"
Mu Yun could confidently say that no one in the world knew the domineering nature of the Ares Art better than he did.
"Brat, I've watched you grow all these years. I'm deeply gratified. Father couldn't protect you in the past because I had my own difficulties. But this time, Father won't let you make any more sacrifices!"
Mu Qingyu smiled bitterly. "Besides, I still want to see your child!"
When Qin Mengyao was pregnant, Mu Qingyu was so happy that he forgot everything. He had originally prepared a big gift for his grandson, but in the end, she was pregnant for five years.
Mu Qingyu couldn't help but sigh. The Divine Beast Ice Phoenix was indeed different.
However, just as Mu Qingyu finished speaking, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His face turned even paler.
"Father, have a good rest!"
Seeing Mu Qingyu's appearance, Mu Yun no longer had a joking expression on his face. He looked up at the overbearing Xuantian in the sky and smiled. "I have some things that I want to talk to this Heavenly Master about!"
"Yun 'er!"
Seeing Mu Yun rush out, Mu Qingyu couldn't catch his breath and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Let me ask you. How did you learn the Ares Art?"
Mu Yun flew up and looked coldly at the white-clothed Xuantian in front of her.
Hearing Mu Yun's question, Xuantian's eyes flickered. He looked at Mu Yun with surprise.
"Let me tell you!"
Mu Yun looked at Xuantian with a pained expression. "The Ares Art was created by Supreme Cloud for his beloved disciple, Mu Lang. Unfortunately, Mu Lang's inner demons were too strong. He failed to cultivate it and destroyed his cultivation base instead!"
"This incident also caused a rift between the two of them. When Mu Lang disappeared, Supreme Cloud worked even harder to cultivate. He wanted to reach the Myriad Parallel Worlds as soon as possible to find a cure for his disciple!"
"For this reason, Supreme Cloud studied alchemy all the way because he wanted to refine an immortal pill for his disciple to make up for the guilt in his heart!"
"Unfortunately, everything has changed. Supreme Cloud is dead, and his good brother died in the hands of the Floating Mountain Sect. If I remember correctly, Xue Xiao's death was caused by the Master of the Floating Mountain Sect. At that time, you were probably already the Master of the Floating Mountain Sect, right?"
"Mu Lang! How long do you want to hide it? "
Looking at Xuantian, Mu Yun suddenly shouted, "Perhaps I should call you Yun Lang. Back then, Supreme Cloud gave you his surname and treated you like his own son. He gave you the surname Mu to tell everyone in the Myriad Parallel Worlds that he is Mu Yun's disciple. If anyone dares to humiliate or humiliate him, they are courting death!"
"He said that he treated you like his own son. He even quarreled with Xue Xiao to take you in as his disciple. He even went to look for a peerless treasure for you and died. Yun Lang, do you know?"
Mu Yun's eyes gradually turned red as she spoke.
The surroundings were silent.
Everyone seemed to have an illusion at this moment.
The person standing in the air wasn't Mu Yun, but the all-powerful Supreme Cloud of the past.
And in front of him was his beloved disciple who made his heart ache.
At this moment, the Four Guardians of the Floating Mountain were even more shocked.
The Master was Yun Lang?
Then where did their real Master, Xuantian, the Xuantian who could be called a peerless genius, go?
"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all!"
Xuantian looked at Mu Yun with flickering eyes.
"Supreme Cloud was arrogant back then. His disciple was just a tool for him to scold!" Xuantian said coldly.
"A tool for scolding and beating?"
Mu Yun smiled.
"Yun Lang!"
Suddenly, Mu Yun let out a loud roar. His voice was hoarse and it stunned everyone present.
"Do you remember that ten thousand years ago, Iron Fan Sect slaughtered your entire village in the Three Thousand Small Worlds? They had a part in it. Who was it who took you to take revenge?
"Do you remember that in order to comprehend sword intent, you endured the tempering of the countercurrent three thousand feet under the cold pool? Who was it who couldn't bear to let you suffer the cold in the cold pool and used the earth fire to warm the pool water?
"Do you remember who spent a thousand years of cultivation to heal your legs and widen your meridians for you?"
The three words "do you remember" immediately stunned everyone.
If they didn't know that Supreme Cloud was already dead back then, and Mu Yun had walked out of Beiyun City step by step.
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