Chapter 867
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“Ah!!!”
Yuan Pengwang let out a roar of fury, his body soaring into the air as he charged directly at the white-robed, white-haired man, shouting, “Impossible, it can’t be you!”
“It absolutely can’t be!”
In his roar, he lunged at the man.
“Pengwang!”
At this moment, Ye Wushuang flicked his finger, sending Yuan Pengwang and the other two reeling back.
The three figures stood in the high sky, separated by hundreds of paces, staring at the white-robed, white-haired man.
At this moment, all the elders were stunned.
But the younger generation was completely bewildered.
What on earth… was going on?
“Liu Chuantian!”
A roar of anger echoed through the heavens and the earth.
This voice came from Yuan Pengwang.
Yuan Pengwang roared, “Liu Chuantian, how can it be you!!!”
At this moment, the world seemed to be filled only with the rumbling of thunder, the dark clouds gradually closing in, and the pouring rain falling from the sky, as if there were no other sounds.
Liu Chuantian!
Liu Chuantian of the Liu Clan, who was almost killed by his own clan members and saved by Ye Wentian?
Liu Chuantian, one of the eighteen Ask-the-Heaven Guards?
How could this be possible?
It had to be a mistake!
The eighteen Ask-the-Heaven Guards were known for their unwavering loyalty to the former Ye Clan leader, Ye Wentian, to the death!
Five hundred years ago.
The Ye Clan was annihilated.
That battle was earth-shattering.
The eighteen Ask-the-Heaven Guards all perished in that battle.
The fact that Yuan Pengwang and Xu Yuntian had survived was already astonishing.
But now, Liu Chuantian had also survived.
Not only had he survived, but he had also… betrayed Ye Wentian and turned his blade against Ye Wentian’s descendants!
No one could have imagined such a thing!
“Liu Chuantian! Are you still human?”
Yuan Pengwang roared, “We eighteen were closer than brothers. How did Lord Ye Wentian treat us back then?”
“If it weren’t for Lord Ye Wentian, you, Liu Chuantian, would have been a corpse long ago, your bones gnawed by the Liu Clan members!”
“Now, look at yourself, look at what you’re doing!”
At this moment, Xu Yuntian also spoke with a voice full of sorrow, “How can you not feel guilty for harming Lord Ye’s descendants like this?”
“Uncle He… Uncle He was killed too…”
Uncle He, who was almost inseparable from Lord Ye back in the day.
Lord Ye was strict with them, and sometimes when he punished them, it was Uncle He who supervised.
Uncle He would often go easy on them.
It could be said that the eighteen of them all regarded Uncle He as an uncle.
The two of them had always thought that they were the only two survivors of the eighteen Ask-the-Heaven Guards.
But now…
Liu Chuantian, not only had he survived, but he was also the mastermind behind everything!
He had caused Uncle He’s death and almost killed Third Young Master Ye Yunzhe!
This was something the two of them could not accept from the bottom of their hearts.
At this moment, Liu Chuantian’s gaze was indifferent, his white hair fluttering in the wind, his white robe billowing, untarnished by the dust of the world.
His cold eyes looked at Yuan Pengwang and Xu Yuntian, and he said indifferently, “Uncle He’s death was just an accident.”
“Accident?”
Yuan Pengwang’s face was grotesque as he said, “What about the deaths of tens of thousands of Ye Clan members? Were they also accidents?”
Liu Chuantian remained silent.
Below on the ground.
Everyone was still in a daze, unable to come to terms with what had happened.
This matter was simply too shocking!
It should be known that five hundred years ago, in the Qingyun Empire, many major forces, when teaching their disciples and followers to be loyal, would use the eighteen Ask-the-Heaven Guards as an example.
The eighteen Ask-the-Heaven Guards were the epitome of loyalty!
The Ye Clan was annihilated.
The eighteen Ask-the-Heaven Guards all died in battle!
And the recently revealed identities of Yuan Pengwang and Xu Yuntian, although they had not died, had always been thinking of avenging the Ye Clan.
But now…
There was actually someone who had rebelled!
This was something everyone found hard to accept from the bottom of their hearts.
…
The thunder roared incessantly, and the heavy rain poured down.
At this moment, Ye Wushuang took a step forward.
The Tianyan Sword in his hand was raised high.
“Xu Wenxuan!”
As Ye Wushuang’s voice fell, the long sword in the air condensed strands of sword energy, forming the three characters “Xu Wenxuan.”
“Li Yunmo!”
Again, strands of sword energy gathered, forming the three characters “Li Yunmo.”
“Yu Ke, Su Shuang, Nan Gongyan, Nan Gongqing, Wang Ming, Wang Jing, Tang Wenchuan, Feng Mo, Yin Yun, Zhong Chengwen, Ling Weiyu, Chu Qiyin, Cao Yu!”
“Yuan Pengwang!”
“Xu Yuntian!”
“Liu Chuantian!”
Eighteen names were inscribed in the sky by Ye Wushuang, shining brightly.
The eighteen Ask-the-Heaven Guards!
All of them were outstanding talents in their time.
They gathered under Ye Wentian, sharing the same aspirations, and had a heartfelt respect and admiration for Ye Wentian.
Ye Wushuang still remembered to this day the eighteen puppets that Li Yunmo had condensed.
That was the happiest time the eighteen Ask-the-Heaven Guards spent together, a scene that Li Yunmo remembered until his death!
Ye Wushuang stood in the void, standing under the eighteen names, his gaze calm, and his voice indifferent as he looked at Liu Chuantian.
“Liu Chuantian, do you think you deserve to have your name among these seventeen?”
The question echoed through the heavens and the earth.
