NOVPUB"Buhui, was it necessary for things to reach this point?" Huang Guyuan sighed.
"After all, this place is your home too. Even though it has treated you unfairly, it shouldn’t have come down to a life-and-death struggle."
"I’ve always said keeping this guy around is a threat," the Great Elder of the Huang Family said discontentedly.
"Unfair?" Yan Buhui sneered.
"Why didn’t you save my mother when she died?
I’ve lived in this family worse than a dog, even seeking refuge in the True Martial Holy Sect.
You still refused to let me go, sending Huang Tianxie over to try to drive me out of the True Martial Holy Sect.
How should these accounts be settled?"
"No matter how you put it, I am still your father.
That is an unchangeable fact," Huang Guyuan replied.
"Do you really consider me your son in your eyes?" Yan Buhui asked indifferently.
"There’s no need to play the sentiment card anymore. Today, I am here for justice."
"What do you intend to do?" Huang Guyuan furrowed his brow and asked.
"Every person who has humiliated me over the years deserves to die," Yan Buhui responded with a stern tone.
"But rest assured, I am clear about grievances and gratitude; I won’t indiscriminately kill those innocent young ones."
Hearing Yan Buhui’s words, the Great Elder behind him had a drastic change in expression.
Enveloped in the aura of the Saint Vein Realm, he shouted, "Huang Buhui, you are being too presumptuous."
"I’ll say it again, my name is Yan Buhui. I don’t carry the Huang surname nor do I crave it," Yan Buhui cut off the Great Elder immediately.
He spoke indifferently, "And so what if I am presumptuous?"
Just as the Great Elder, teeming with imposing aura, seemed about to make a move, Huang Guyuan lightly shook his head, stopping the Great Elder.
He turned his gaze towards the person standing next to Yan Buhui.
It was a man clad in a white robe.
The style of the robe was slightly different, etched with four bold characters on the back.
’Heaven Edge Pavilion,’ these four characters were engulfed in blazing flames.
If Huang Guyuan hadn’t guessed wrong, this insignia was the symbol of the Heaven Edge Pavilion.
Huang Guyuan felt an instant sense of difficulty; although he didn’t know how Yan Buhui had managed to get involved with the Heaven Edge Pavilion.
But this organization, with three sovereigns at its helm, was indeed enough to strike terror into anyone.
At the same time, he couldn’t just let Yan Buhui do as he pleased.
Because Huang Guyuan knew that most of his Huang Family had oppressed Yan Buhui.
He couldn’t just watch them all die with his eyes open, could he?
...
"Are you gentlemen from the Heaven Edge Pavilion?" Huang Guyuan bowed slightly, asking the person behind Yan Buhui.
"Family Head Huang, renowned far and wide," the man in white who had been silent until now replied with a smile.
"May I ask which member of the Heaven Edge Pavilion you are?"
"Qin Chaotian," the man in white replied flatly.
"The person in charge of the Heaven Edge Pavilion’s division in the Eastern Continent," Hearing this name, Huang Guyuan exclaimed in shock.
As the Family Head of the Huang Family, he was somewhat knowledgeable about the high-end forces of the Eastern Continent.
This Qin Chaotian was a powerhouse of the Divine Vein Realm, a peak presence in the Eastern Continent.
He was in charge of all matters concerning the Heaven Edge Pavilion in the Eastern Continent.
Given that the Heaven Edge Pavilion was primarily an intelligence organization, it was usually very difficult to see Qin Chaotian in person.
Huang Guyuan sensed that something was amiss; it seemed Yan Buhui’s relationship with the Heaven Edge Pavilion was no ordinary matter.
"Our Huang Family doesn’t seem to have any grievances with the Heaven Edge Pavilion, right?" Huang Guyuan asked tentatively.
"Yan Buhui has been chosen by our Heaven Edge Pavilion’s division in the Eastern Continent as the Saint Heir," Qin Chaotian said blandly.
"To a certain extent, he represents our division of the Heaven Edge Pavilion.
"We naturally have an obligation to help with his matters."
Hearing the conversation between the two, Xu Zimei chuckled softly from below.
It seemed that Yan Buhui had received the recognition of the Eternal Sword God, otherwise Heaven Edge Pavilion wouldn’t be so certain.
"Do you really think our Huang Family can be trifled with?" Huang Guyuan frowned, speaking with an embarrassed face.
"Whether we can or cannot will be known if we try," Qin Chaotian replied, smiling faintly.
Huang Guyuan looked at the Huang Family members behind him, and after a brief moment of concentration, he spoke lightly.
"Please ask Elder Youlan to leave her seclusion."
"Huang Youlan, that name sounds so familiar," someone in the crowd watching the scene murmured.
"Could it be Lord Junjian?" another person asked uncertainly.
"A single Huang Youlan blesses the entire Heaven Wasteland with nobility."
Someone beside them suddenly realized and shouted, "I know now.
Gentleman Sword Huang Youlan, the most talented member of the Huang Family since the Heaven Wasteland Sword Saint.
It’s said that she secluded herself hundreds of years ago to break through to the Immortal Realm, and since then, there’s been no news of her."
...
In a very concealed cave on the back mountain of the Huang Family,
the green vegetation had overgrown within the decayed crevice of the mountain wall.
The thick vegetation carried an earthy scent, fresh with the odor of plants.
At this moment, as the mountain wall trembled, the crevice began to fracture, and a pale blue light surged toward the heavens.
A hole appeared in the crevice of the mountain wall.
The pale orchids drifted gently in midair, as if a shower of flowers descended.
A cool breeze blew by, scattering the petals gracefully, creating a beautiful scene.
The fragrance filled the air, and everyone could smell the refreshing scent.
As the petals floated down, a woman in a blue dress stepped upon them, approaching from the edge of the sky.
Her aura, at the pinnacle of the Divine Vein Realm, was formidable, shattering the entire space of the sky.
The flower rain fell around her, her long hair fluttering, like a fairy directly descending from the ninth heaven.
"Ancestor Youlan," at this moment, all the members of the Huang Family who saw the woman walking on air, greeted her and knelt in reverence.
"Guyuan, what do you summon me for?" the woman asked in a gentle voice.
"Ancestor Youlan, Heaven Edge Pavilion wants to annihilate our Huang Family, I had no choice," Huang Guyuan complained bitterly.
Looking at the gaze cast by Huang Youlan, Qin Chaotian replied with a smile, "The favored daughter of the Huang Family is indeed astonishing."
Huang Youlan didn’t answer; her fingers casually pinched a drifting orchid petal.
The orchid petal was lightly sent flying out.
With a "boom" sound,
endless spiritual energy erupted, and the overwhelming momentum ravaged the edges of the sky.
The sky was cleaved open by the petals, creating an Avenue to Heaven, with the roar of a ferocious cyclone.
Qin Chaotian’s face changed, and he hastily blocked with both palms in front of him, his True Fate surging behind him.
"Thunderous rumbling," the petal exploded in front of his eyes.
A black hole was struck into the sky, and Qin Chaotian’s figure was seen flying backwards.
Everyone looked up to see that Qin Chaotian’s clothes were torn, his body covered in countless injuries, looking very ragged.
"I think you might have misunderstood," Qin Chaotian said, restraining the smile on his face.
"Your opponent is not me."
As Qin Chaotian’s voice fell, Huang Youlan looked indifferently towards the distance.
At the end of the sky, vast Immortal Might was descending.
The melody of boundless immortal charm resonated at the edge of the sky.
The might belonging to the Mysterious Immortal Realm echoed in midair.
