Chapter 876

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This time, the Tianji Mansion, the Saint Dan Sect, and the Giant Sword Sect have all brought a large number of Myriad Methods cultivators. However, those who followed Su Xuanye were only a few Myriad Methods warriors from Lingjian Mountain. At present, Shengxuan and Ling Han, in their determination to kill Ye Wushuang, have completely lost their senses and are disregarding everything.

The Saint Dan Sect’s Daosiyuan and Chai Mingxuan, along with the Tianji Mansion’s Muyushi and Su Lan, 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 array of dazzling sword light that repelled Wang Bokun, Lv Shanhai, and Ling Han.

Then, he moved swiftly towards 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 Master Ling Han let Su Xuanye slip away? The three Reunion Realm powerhouses unleashed their full strength, directing terrifying forces towards Su Xuanye to prevent him from going to assist.

At this moment, more than ten late-stage and peak Myriad Methods cultivators from the Saint Dan Sect and the Tianji Mansion had already reached Ye Wushuang and the others, their Myriad Methods power surging as if about to boil over. “Damn it, I’ll fight to the death with you guys!” Li Wenbo, holding his long sword, was fearless in the face of death.

At the critical moment, Li Wenbo’s eyes gradually became bewildered as he looked at the Myriad Methods cultivators from the Tianji Mansion and the Saint Dan Sect who were charging at him. Their movements had become extremely slow… so slow that Li Wenbo felt… these people seemed… to have stopped moving?

No! They had indeed stopped moving! And at this moment, even the pouring rain in the sky had 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 frozen cultivators of the Tianji Mansion and the Saint Dan Sect, 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. “Damn it!” Li Wenbo cursed inwardly. Previously, when Ye Wushuang had talked with his master Su Xuanye, they had driven everyone out. What secrets were they hiding that they couldn’t discuss openly?

Inside the one-yard 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 turbid eyes, his weather-beaten cheeks, were filled with a mix of anxiety, unease, confusion, and… reverence. In short, a very complicated expression.

Ye Wushuang, however, looked at the old man and couldn’t help but wave his hand, smiling and saying, “Chen Yang…” This single call made the old man’s body tremble violently. How many years had it been? Nearly two thousand years, right? 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 grasp Ye Wushuang’s. “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 he couldn’t stop his body from trembling. “Master Ling!!!” A cry that seemed to release years of longing.

Ye Wushuang continued, “All these years…” Drip, drip… Halfway through his sentence, blood dripped from the corner of Ye Wushuang’s mouth, falling onto his chest. “Master, don’t speak,” the old man quickly got up, took out a spiritual pill, and had Ye Wushuang take 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, staring intently at the old man.

“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 worried about Master Ye’s safety?” Qing Shiyu did not respond. The old man then looked at Li Wenbo and said, “You are Li Wenbo, right? I often hear Xuanye mention you, saying you have an excellent comprehension.”

“Damn it!” Li Wenbo was immediately stunned and knelt down with a thud, exclaiming in astonishment, “Grandpa Su!” In Lingjian Mountain, few people 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! He had almost never appeared in everyone’s sight. But today, he actually… came out of seclusion!

Qing Shiyu then 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 slightly tense expression finally eased.

The old man took in everything with satisfaction and nodded. Li Wenbo immediately said, “Grandpa Su, how is… your injury?” The old man chuckled and said, “Even though I am injured, I can still deal with these beasts. This old body of mine, Su Chenyang, is still up to the task.”