aChapter 876
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This time, the Heavenly Mechanism Mansion, the Saint Dan Sect, and the Giant Sword Sect have all brought a large number of Myriad Methods cultivators. However, only a few Myriad Methods warriors from the Spirit Sword Mountain have followed Su Xuanye. At present, Shengxuan and Ling Han, in their frenzy to kill Ye Wushuang, have completely lost their minds and are disregarding everything.
Dao Siyuan and Chai Mingxuan from the Saint Dan Sect, as well as Mu Yushi and Su Lan from the Heavenly Mechanism Mansion, are brimming with murderous intent as they close in on Ye Wushuang, Li Wenbo, and the others.
“Get out of the way!”
Su Xuanye swung his long sword, unleashing an endless torrent of dazzling sword light that repelled Wang Bokun, Lv Shanhai, and Ling Han. Immediately after, he began to move closer to Ye Wushuang. No matter what, these people must not be allowed to harm the master even slightly.
But at this moment, how could Wang Bokun, Lv Shanhai, and Lord Ling Han let Su Xuanye escape? The three Reversion Realm powerhouses unleashed their full strength, launching terrifying forces towards Su Xuanye to block his way and prevent him from providing support.
Meanwhile, more than ten late and peak Myriad Methods cultivators from the Saint Dan Sect and the Heavenly Mechanism Mansion had already reached Ye Wushuang and the others, their Myriad Methods power almost boiling over.
“Damn it, I’ll fight you to the death!” Li Wenbo, holding his long sword, was fearless in the face of death.
At this critical moment, Li Wenbo’s eyes gradually became bewildered as he looked at the Myriad Methods cultivators from the Heavenly Mechanism Mansion and the Saint Dan Sect who were charging at him. Their movements had become extremely slow… so slow that Li Wenbo felt as if… these people had… stopped moving?
No!
They had indeed stopped moving!
And at this moment, the heavy rain falling from the sky had also come to a standstill.
What was going on?
Almost simultaneously, Li Wenbo saw a figure appear in front of him. It was an old man, looking very aged, with a slightly gaunt figure, dressed in a long robe, his hair withered and loose, and his face very haggard. The old man walked step by step through the rain, among the cultivators from the Heavenly Mechanism Mansion and the Saint Dan Sect who had been frozen in place, and arrived in front of Ye Wushuang.
With a casual wave of his hand, the old man seemed to create a barrier that shielded him and Ye Wushuang.
What the hell!
Here we go again?
Li Wenbo cursed inwardly.
Earlier, when Ye Wushuang had been talking with his master Su Xuanye, they had driven everyone out. What was there to hide that couldn’t be discussed together?
Inside the square light barrier, the old man slowly squatted down and looked at the young man sitting on the wooden chair. The young man was still covered in blood, his chest slowly healing, his face very pale, but his eyes were still bright and spirited.
At this moment, the old man’s cloudy eyes, his weathered cheeks, were filled with a mix of anxiety, unease, confusion, and… reverence. In short, a very complex expression.
Ye Wushuang, however, looked at the old man and couldn’t help but wave his hand, smiling and saying, “Chen Yang…”
This call made the old man’s body tremble violently. How many years had it been? Nearly two thousand years, perhaps? He had never heard anyone call him so intimately and naturally again.
For a moment, the old man knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down his face, his trembling hands reaching out to hold Ye Wushuang’s hands.
“Hey, hey, hey!”
Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but laugh, “Why are you crying? I’m fine, I’m not going to die.”
The old man, however, kept his head down. He could suppress his sobs, but not the trembling of his body.
“Master Ling!!!”
A shout seemed to release years of longing.
Ye Wushuang continued, “All these years…”
Drip, drip…
Halfway through his sentence, blood dripped from Ye Wushuang’s lips and fell onto his chest.
“Master, don’t speak anymore.”
The old man quickly got up, took out a spiritual pill, and helped Ye Wushuang swallow it, then said, “Master, rest first. I’ll take care of what comes next.”
Ye Wushuang smiled and nodded.
The light barrier formed quickly and dissipated just as fast. When the barrier disappeared, both the old man and Ye Wushuang were revealed. Qing Shiyu and Li Wenbo immediately appeared in front of Ye Wushuang, eyeing the old man warily.
“Who are you?”
“Who are you?”
Almost simultaneously, Qing Shiyu and Li Wenbo asked nervously.
The old man looked at Qing Shiyu and said, “Pure of heart, a Pure Yuan spiritual body, you are very concerned about Master Ye’s safety?”
Qing Shiyu did not respond.
The old man then looked at Li Wenbo and said, “You are Li Wenbo, aren’t you? I always hear Xuanye mention you, saying you have an excellent comprehension.”
What the hell!
Li Wenbo was stunned and knelt down with a thud, exclaiming in shock, “Grandpa Su!”
Few people in the Spirit Sword Mountain knew of Grandpa Su’s existence, and even fewer had seen him.
Li Wenbo had always heard his master mention Grandpa Su, but he had never seen him before! He had almost never appeared in everyone’s sight.
But today, he actually… came out of seclusion!
Qing Shiyu looked at Li Wenbo and asked, “Who is he?”
Ye Wushuang gently raised his hand, took Qing Shiyu’s hand, and comforted her, “He won’t harm me.”
Qing Shiyu’s tense expression finally eased.
The old man took in everything with satisfaction and nodded approvingly.
Li Wenbo immediately said, “Grandpa Su, how is your… injury?”
The old man laughed heartily and said, “Even though I am injured, I am still capable of dealing with these beasts. This old body of mine, Su Chenyang, is still up to the task.”
