"Benefactor, where are you all headed?" Cang Yuntian asked Ye Xuan and his group.
"Wan Jian Holy Land," Ye Xuan replied with a smile, seeing no need to conceal it, as he already knew they were from there.
"Oh!?"
"Indeed. We were just about to return to Wan Jian Holy Land ourselves." Liu Qingyun's eyes lit up with joy. They hadn't had a chance to repay their kindness since their last parting. Now that Ye Xuan and his companions were going to Wan Jian Holy Land, he was naturally delighted, as it was his home turf.
And so, the group set off for Wan Jian Holy Land together.
After a brief conversation, Liu Qingyun looked at Ji Wutian in surprise. "What!"
"Benefactor, this is... Mother's elder brother, the previous Emperor of the Galactic Empire." Liu Qingyun immediately bowed respectfully. "Qingyun greets Uncle-Master!" Liu Qingyun's master was the Holy Lord of Wan Jian Holy Land, and Ji Wutian's sister, Ji Hanxue, was the Holy Lady. Therefore, he naturally addressed Ji Wutian as Uncle-Master, as his master was like a father and his mistress like a mother.
Ji Wutian coughed. "Uh... No need for such formalities." He cleared his throat. This young man was the Saint Son of Wan Jian Holy Land, and his status was not lower than his own.
During their conversation, Liu Qingyun learned about the recent events in the Galactic Empire. Both Cang Yuntian and Liu Qingyun were shaken to learn that their ancestor, Lin Tianyue of Wan Jian Holy Land, had personally intervened and even handed the Wan Jian Token to Ye Xuan. Their benefactor... was their most honored guest at Wan Jian Holy Land! Tianyue Ancestor was a legend in their entire Wan Jian Holy Land. Although only a second-tier immortal, his combat power far surpassed his realm. More importantly, Tianyue Ancestor was the youngest immortal and the youngest ancestor in the history of Wan Jian Holy Land.
"How is your mistress?" Ji Wutian's eyes softened as he thought of his sister. She was his most beloved sibling. However, Ji Ling'er was now the wife of the Holy Lord of Wan Jian Holy Land, and the sect had no shortage of enemies. Furthermore, thousands of years had passed, and they had grown accustomed to not seeing each other.
"Uncle-Master, Mistress is doing very well," Liu Qingyun said with a smile when mentioning his mistress, Ji Ling'er. It was clear he had a good relationship with her. Thinking of his radiant mistress, Liu Qingyun's lips curved into a proud smile. "Uncle-Master might not know, but Mistress is highly respected in the Holy Land. She has also become an eighth-tier Dao Ancestor. Although her strength is not as great as Master's, she is extremely adept at handling the many affairs of Wan Jian Holy Land, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she holds up half the sect."
Ji Wutian was speechless. Hearing Liu Qingyun's words, Ji Wutian could already picture his sister's situation in Wan Jian Holy Land, which was clearly different from the pampered girl he remembered. Eighth-tier Dao Ancestor! Had Ling'er become so powerful? He himself was only at the peak of the fourth-tier Dao Ancestor realm, and who knew how many years it would take him to reach the eighth-tier.
"If Mistress knew Uncle-Master was visiting, she would be overjoyed," Liu Qingyun said. He had heard his mistress speak of her Uncle-Master's past countless times, and whenever she mentioned Ji Wutian, her eyes would reveal longing.
As the group chatted, a chase unfolded in the distance, gradually approaching.
"Heh heh, Qin Wudao!"
"The peerless prodigy secretly sealed by that Qin Zhan Gu, running away from home, are we~"
"We must not let the son of the Holy Lord of Wan Jian Holy Land escape alive!" Cries rang out as assassins from all sides converged. The fleeing young man's face was filled with regret. He shouldn't have come out with Senior Brother Qingyun; now he was being hunted.
"Hmph!" The young man, fleeing in disarray, suddenly saw a group of people. His face lit up with joy. "Ancestor Yuntian, Senior Brother Qingyun, help!"
Cang Yuntian and Liu Qingyun were stunned and then looked in the direction of the cries.
"What!"
"Junior Brother Wudao!!" As Liu Qingyun spoke, he vanished from his spot and, in the next moment, shielded Qin Wudao behind him. "How dare you lay hands on the son of my Holy Lord of Wan Jian Holy Land!" Liu Qingyun then roared with fury. His aura as a peak third-tier Void Ancestor erupted, and sword energy surged around him, his combat power skyrocketing. With a slash, Liu Qingyun repelled the first wave of attackers, but soon they were surrounded by an ocean of at least a thousand people. Of course, these were all Void Ancestor experts, and there were even quite a few Venerable level powerhouses. Clearly, killing Qin Wudao would lead to their meteoric rise.
"You four go help as well."
"Yes, Master." Mo Xuanyou and the other three joined the fray upon receiving their orders. The four of them were like ferocious tigers, instantly pushing back over a thousand Void Ancestor assassins. The area around Qin Wudao and Liu Qingyun became clear, with no one daring to approach.
Liu Qingyun exclaimed, "This is..."
"Such formidable combat power! Top-grade immortal artifacts, all top-grade immortal artifacts!" Cang Yuntian's old eyes gleamed as he witnessed this scene. "My word, so many peerless prodigies!"
"Each and every one of them is stronger than Wudao!"
"Ahem, these are... these are the four disciples of this esteemed sir. My goodness~" Cang Yuntian couldn't help but smack his lips, truly shocked by what he saw.
"Kill them all!!" Just then, reinforcements arrived, and their quality was clearly much higher than before. The weakest were fifth-tier Void Ancestors, and the strongest were several Dao Ancestors.
"Damn it, do you think I don't exist!" Tongbei Yuanhou couldn't stand it any longer and decisively attacked. With a single blow, he killed a Dao Ancestor expert along with more than ten Void Ancestor experts.
"What!!" Tongbei Yuanhou's actions stunned everyone. Then... under the astonished gazes of Qin Wudao and Liu Qingtian, the handsome-looking Tongbei Yuanhou transformed into a terrifying, colossal beast over ten zhang in size. In just a few moments, no less than a hundred assassins died in his hands, turning him into a veritable ape-like meat grinder.
"Presumptuous!" As time passed and half the assassins were killed, a stern voice echoed. Before the speaker even appeared, the aura of a peak ninth-tier Dao Ancestor arrived. The newcomer was an ancestor of a certain faction.
"Today, Qin Wudao must die." Seeing the approaching figure, Ye Xuan couldn't help but be surprised. "Is that... Prince Cangyu, Wu Tong?" Ye Xuan had already learned Wu Tong's appearance from Zi You Nai. Recognizing him now was not surprising. Just as Wu Tong thought he had succeeded, Cang Yuntian became enraged. "Prince Cangyu, how dare you!!"