Chapter 994
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Chapter 994: Huang Jian and Yang Baikun!
This time, Su Yi gathered valuable information about the Seven Star Sword Sect, accomplishing his objective.
Despite being considered a low-level force, the Seven Star Sword Sect has grown to a point where it nearly rivals mid-level forces; their strength is quite impressive.
In other words, they are undeniably stronger than the Overlord Sect.
However, when it comes to imperial-level power, Su Yi firmly believes the Overlord Sect is not inferior.
“We’re leaving.”
Su Yi and his group decided against lingering in the forest any longer.
The Seven Star Sword Sect was scouring the land for them, increasing the chances of an encounter.
Additionally, members of the Golden Sword Sect and the Green Dark Sect, who harbored grudges against him, were present, bringing their younger generation for training.
Wanderers aware of the bounty would undoubtedly spread the word, drawing unwanted pursuers, making the situation even more precarious.
Two hundred thousand two-star Yuan Stones—a sizable fortune—was enough to incite greed and reckless ambition.
Su Yi didn’t want to delay or invite trouble.
Cradling Su Xiaoshuai in his arms, he, along with the Green Emperor and Yin-Yang Dark Emperor, moved swiftly, intentionally steering clear of populated areas to avoid conflicts.
Meanwhile, in another part of the mountainous terrain, several figures converged around an elderly man clad in yellow robes.
“Elder Huang, why did you flee upon seeing our sect leader?”
Had Su Yi been present, he would have immediately recognized some of those encircling the old man—among them Yang Baikun, the leader of the Golden Sword Sect, and Wei Yidao, a formidable Yuan Emperor Realm expert.
Others included another second-level Yuan Emperor Realm practitioner, while the rest were at the Yuan Void Realm.
The old man at the center of this encirclement was none other than Huang Jian, now the first protector of the Overlord Sect!
“Master, it’s you. Forgive me for not recognizing you sooner. Please, don’t be angry.”
Huang Jian forced an uneasy smile, his voice filled with forced politeness while anxiety churned within him.
Two days prior, the master and Su Xiaoshuai had led the Soul Devouring Emperor away. Uneasy, Huang Jian had followed them, hoping to gather information as quickly as possible.
If an emergency arose, he could at least intervene.
However, he had miscalculated. With the Soul Devouring Emperor and Su Xiaoshuai’s speed, keeping up was impossible.
Initially, he managed to track some traces of Su Yi’s path, but eventually, they vanished completely.
Thus, he was left searching the area, attempting to locate his master.
Understanding that revealing himself could be dangerous, he concealed his aura and moved cautiously through the mountains, avoiding detection by the Golden Sword Sect.
Unfortunately, fate had other plans—Yang Baikun, Wei Yidao, and their entourage had unexpectedly cornered him today.
Huang Jian’s nerves were on edge. He had once mentored Yang Chuan, but in the end, Yang Chuan met his demise at the hands of the sect leader. There was no reasonable explanation he could offer to Yang Baikun.
He couldn’t just say, “Your son was reckless, brought misfortune upon himself, and nearly dragged me down with him.”
Yang Baikun wouldn’t accept such an explanation!
More crucially, Huang Jian couldn’t afford to openly oppose the Golden Sword Sect. He had only recently broken into the First Grade of the Yuan Emperor Realm, making him vastly outmatched.
Yang Baikun, at the Fifth Grade of the Yuan Emperor Realm, alongside Wei Yidao at the Third Grade and two additional Yuan Emperor Realm experts, made for an overwhelmingly formidable force. If things went poorly today, Huang Jian was unlikely to walk away unscathed.
“Elder Huang, I personally invited you to join the Golden Sword Sect and entrusted you with the protection of my son, Yang Chuan. Yet he met such a tragic end while you remain unharmed. Tell me, Elder Huang, how do you explain this?”
Yang Baikun’s gaze was razor-sharp, his voice carrying an unmistakable chill as he scrutinized Huang Jian for any sign of deception.
The specifics of Yang Chuan’s death remained unclear, but when his body was discovered, only fallen Golden Sword Sect disciples lay beside him. Huang Jian had been neither found among the dead nor accounted for.
And now, seeing him alive and well only deepened Yang Baikun’s suspicions.
“Master, please, stay calm!”
Huang Jian swallowed his nerves, bowed, and said, “On that day, the Young Sect Leader and I were training when a seventh-level Demonic Void Realm beast ambushed us. To protect the Young Sect Leader, I lured it away. When I returned, he had vanished.”
Huang Jian was lying through his teeth and knew it.
His excuse was flimsy at best, and Yang Baikun was unlikely to be fooled. His only option was to stall for time.
If only the master could arrive with the Green Emperor and Yin-Yang Dark Emperor—then Huang Jian would feel confident enough to face the Golden Sword Sect’s forces.
“Oh? Is that so?”
Yang Baikun’s lips curled into a sinister smile. His voice turned even colder. “Elder Huang, how long do you intend to deceive me? I only suspected you before, but now it’s clear—you had something to do with my son’s death!”
His final words dripped with venomous hatred.
Huang Jian’s demeanor only served to further Yang Baikun’s doubts.
With a sharp glint in his eyes, Yang Baikun unsheathed a massive golden blade. The air vibrated as wind and thunder resonated from the weapon, accompanied by an eerie bestial growl that sent shivers down spines.
Huang Jian instinctively swallowed hard. He was all too familiar with the deadly power that blade possessed.
“Elder Huang, why so silent?”
Yang Baikun stepped forward, his imposing aura pressing down like an unmovable mountain. The force of his Fifth Grade Yuan Emperor Realm cultivation locked the space around them, leaving Huang Jian feeling utterly suffocated.
It was obvious now—words would not get him out of this.
Realizing the gravity of the situation, Huang Jian steeled his resolve. Fear would serve him no purpose now.
“Though I, Huang Jian, may not be the strongest, I have always conducted myself with honor! I fulfilled my duty as an elder of the Golden Sword Sect and protected Yang Chuan! But your son refused to heed my warnings, underestimated others, and foolishly provoked the wrong people! His downfall was his own doing—he brought this upon himself!”
