At this moment, Zhang Ruochen stood at the edge of the White Stone Plaza, his eyes staring towards the direction where Fourth Senior Brother Feng Han had left, and was actually puzzled, saying in his heart, “It’s really strange, why did Fourth Senior Brother take away the corpse of his Master alone? Why weren’t Eldest Brother, Second Brother, and Third Brother, with him?”
Earlier, beside the corpse of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint, Saint Qing Xiao had unfolded his Sacred Soul Domain and closed off the sound, thus, Zhang Ruochen didn’t hear their conversation, and he didn’t know what was going on.
Just then, Zhang Ruochen sensed something and turned around, just in time to see Huang Yichen walking over, and the two of them met each other’s eyes.
Huang Yichen’s eyes were quite red and swollen, and on her cheeks, there were still traces of tears, so it was obvious that the death of her master was a big blow to her as well.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, glanced towards Mu Ji Ji and Xun Hua Liu, ”What are you two still doing here? Can’t you see that I want to talk to County Mistress Smoke Dust alone?”
Mu Ji Ji and Xun Hua Liu were both veterans of love affairs, immediately revealing an ‘understand’ look, they were very smart and left first.
Huang Yichen was immediately about to transmit his voice and tell Zhang Ruochen about Feng Han.
However, Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand and made a gesture of silence, his eyes looked towards the outside of the Sword Pavilion, and sure enough, he found several pairs of eyes staring at him and Huang Yichen from time to time. Among them, there was even the Sacred Book Talent Girl.
Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yichen were not Saints and were unable to exert their Sacred Soul Realm, so even if they were to transmit their voices to each other, they would surely be overheard by some people with high cultivation levels who had overheard their conversation.
Although, Huang Yichen’s heart was very anxious, he didn’t dare to open his mouth at this moment, so as not to expose Zhang Ruochen’s identity.
The two of them remained silent and left the Ancient God Mountain.
Only when they returned all the way back to the Violet Cloud Spirit Mountain did Zhang Ruochen release his Body Protecting Sacred Deity, wrapping him and Huang Yichen in it, and spoke first, comforting, “Don’t be too sad, Master is a sword cultivator, and to be able to fall in a much-anticipated duel would be a glorious end, and even if he dies, he won’t have any regrets.”
Huang Yichen snuggled into Zhang Ruochen’s embrace, pursing her lips as tears once again welled up from her eyes, nodding her head, she suddenly remembered her earlier doubts and asked, “Zhang Ruochen, the person that Master Zun valued the most in his lifetime was you, did he ever say to you who he was going to make his mantle successor?”
Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, “In this matter, Master Teacher did talk to me once alone, and he said that his greatest regret was that he hadn’t been able to find an heir who could inherit the mantle.”
Huang Yichen’s expression twitched as he said, “Can’t Fourth Senior Brother do the same?”
“At that time, I also asked my master, but his old man just shook his head. In the end, instead, he asked me to be his mantle successor, telling me that if he were to unfortunately die during the duel, it would be for me to bring the Monstrous Heavenly Sword and his corpse to the Underworld Sword Graveyard in the Central Region.”
Zhang Ruochen was a little bitter, it was obvious that his master had just passed away, and he didn’t want to talk too much about the mantle’s successor at this time.
Huang Yichen heard Zhang Ruochen’s words, but his heart shook.
Zhang Ruochen’s and Fourth Senior Brother’s words were so similar that there was no doubt that between the two of them, someone must be lying.
Huang Yichen naturally trusted Zhang Ruochen unreservedly, so he immediately told him what Feng Han had said earlier, word for word.
“How could this be?”Zhang Ruochen’s face changed.
“Master Teacher absolutely cannot select two mantle successors at the same time, Zhang Ruochen, why do I feel that there is something very wrong with Fourth Senior Brother.”Huang Yichen said.
“There is definitely a problem.”
Zhang Ruochen’s expression became very grave as he said, “You said earlier that before Master Teacher attended the Sword Discussion Conference, he met Fourth Senior Brother alone?”
Huang Yichen nodded.
Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed, and his ten fingers couldn’t help but squeeze a few points tighter as he said, “In the encounter between Master Teacher and the Nine Spectres Sword Saint, he clearly had the absolute upper hand, so why did he suddenly lose? I have a premonition that Master Teacher’s death has nothing to do with Fourth Senior Brother.”
Huang Yanxuan said, “But why? Why did Fourth Senior Brother harm Master Teacher?”
“Don’t ask so many questions first, I’m going to go after him right now, I definitely can’t let him take away Master Zun’s remains and the Monstrous Heavenly Sword.”Zhang Ruochen said in a cold voice.
Huang Yichen knew that Feng Han’s cultivation level was extremely high, thus, he was worried about Zhang Ruochen’s safety and said, “I’ll go with you.”
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, “No, you go to the Sword Pavilion to find Eldest Senior Brother and tell him about this matter alone. If necessary, you can tell him the truth that I am still alive. Remember, you can only tell Eldest Senior Brother, never reveal it to anyone else.”
It wasn’t that Zhang Ruochen didn’t trust the other Senior Brothers and Sisters, it was just that, amongst the several Senior Brothers, only the Eldest Senior Brother was the most stable and was able to keep the secret.
For the others, it was better to try not to let them know the truth.
Feng Han had only just left, and although, he had hidden his aura extremely well, leaving no traces behind, Zhang Ruochen still detected a trace of a scent remaining in the air when he released his spiritual power completely.
Zhang Ruochen immediately put on his Meteor Invisibility Clothes and performed his body speed to the extreme, disappearing from his original position and heading into the night, he hurriedly chased after him.
If Master Teacher was really murdered and died, no matter who this person was, Zhang Ruochen would definitely have to kill him handily.
In Huang Yichen’s heart, he was also in a great deal of urgency and immediately rushed in the direction of the Ancient God Mountain.
Because he was wearing the Meteor Invisibility Clothes, Zhang Ruochen’s speed, was so fast that ordinary cultivators could not see his shadow at all. Soon, Zhang Ruochen chased out of the Two Eyes Sect and entered the reckless Falling God Mountain Range.
In the air, the scent left behind by Feng Han had become more and more obvious.
Obviously, Zhang Ruochen was not far from him.
“How does Feng Han know the secret of the Monstrous Sword?”
Zhang Ruochen had always had such a question in his heart.
It was absolutely impossible for his master to tell him, so there should be a third party force.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen became even more cautious, slowing down his speed, stimulating the invisibility power of the Meteor Invisibility Clothes, and converging his body’s aura, completely into the interior of his robes.
Not long after, Zhang Ruochen had already seen Feng Han’s figure.
Zhang Ruochen immediately stopped, dropped to the ground, and stood a hundred feet away, quietly watching Feng Han’s direction, curious to know what exactly he was going to do.
Feng Han appeared to be very careful and cautious, his eyes peered around and did not find anyone following him before placing the remains of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint on the ground.
Following that, he took out a black ocarina, placed it on his lips, and blew out very strange sound waves.
“Swish swish!”
A few moments later, in the middle of the jungle, five huge black bats flew out in a row and landed in front of him, transforming into human form.
Nope.
To be exact, it wasn’t bats, but five humans with fleshy wings. It was just that their bodies, which were completely wrapped in black robes, that made them fly like giant bats.
“Immortal Blood Clan.”
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes sank, and in his heart, he was already able to affirm that his master’s death must be related to Feng Han.
Slowly, Zhang Ruochen took out the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and cupped it in his hand.
“Greetings to the Sixth Prince.”
The five Immortal Blood Race’s Half-Saints bowed to Feng Han at the same time.
Among them, the Immortal Blood Race that stood at the very front was an old man with a head full of crimson hair named Tessie Half-Saint, possessing a height of two and a half metres and a very strong body.
Moreover, his cultivation, too, was much stronger than the other four Half-Saints, and he obviously had an extremely high status.
The Tessie Half-Saint laughed, “The Sixth Prince himself is really extraordinary, such a powerful figure as the Xuan Gui Sword Saint is still not the only way to die.”
Feng Han said, “Everyone has a weakness, and the Xuan Gui Sword Saint is no exception. The old man’s greatest weakness is that he trusts his disciple too much, otherwise, I wouldn’t have had the chance at all, to make him drink the Underworld Blood Poison.”
The Tessie Half-Saint sneered and said, “The Underworld King’s Blood Poison is a poison that the Lord Underworld King of that year, used his own blood to refine, colourless, tasteless, and no different from ordinary white water. Not to mention that it is impossible for the Xuan Gui Sword Saint to detect any of it, even that Lord Empress might not be able to recognise it, I reckon.”
Feng Han glanced at the Tessie Half-Saint, took out the Monstrous Sword, threw it to him, and said, “You bring the Monstrous Sword back and personally hand it over to Father.”
“Now, we have obtained the second Saint Sword. As long as we are able to capture the other four holy swords, we will be able to head to the Underworld King’s Sword Graveyard, exterminate the Prison Suppression Clan, and open the Blood Prison’s Gate, and at that time, Lord Underworld will return.”
“As long as Lord Underworld descends into the Kunlun Realm once again, even that Empress Chi Yao, I’m afraid that she will die. The entire Kunlun Realm will be ruled by our Immortal Blood Race. Those humble humans are nothing more than our blood food.”
Holding the Monstrous Sword, the Tessie Half-Saint was also quite excited when he heard Feng Han’s words and said, “The Sixth Prince has made such a great feat, comparing all the other Emperors, and will surely be rewarded handsomely by the Imperial Lord.”
Feng Han’s expression was serious as he added, “There’s another matter, after you go back, tell Father Emperor to send someone to investigate the booklet, the Secret Scroll of the Blood Clan. This book will most likely be a huge threat to our Immortal Blood Race.”
“Subordinate understands.”
The Tessie Half-Saint nodded and added, “Could it be that the Sixth Prince won’t go back together and meet the Imperial Lord?”
Feng Han shook his head, his gaze looking towards the remains of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint on the ground, revealing an expression that seemed like a smile as he said, “This Emperor’s son still has to close the door for cultivation and won’t go back for the time being. The blood of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint is a precious treasure. If, his blood is completely absorbed and refined, this imperial prince’s cultivation will be able to rise by at least three realms ……”
In the darkness, an icy voice rang out, filled with resentment, saying, “I’m afraid that you’re not blessed enough to enjoy it.”
Feng Han’s face sank as he released his Sacred Soul Domain at the first opportunity, carefully on guard.
At the same time, his pupils turned blood-red as he executed the “Heavenly Blood Pupil” and began to observe the surroundings as he said in a cold voice, “What kind of person?”
“Swish.”
A wind sound rang out.
Feng Han was surprised to find that someone had broken into his Sacred Soul Domain and appeared behind even him. Thus, Feng Han immediately condensed a palm seal and struck out a palm in the direction behind him.
The speed of his palm was extremely fast, but his palm still struck the air.
“With a bang, the powerful palm wind flattened the jungle not far away, and a bucket-thick ancient tree was shattered into half, with leaves and wood chips flying around. Even the soil on the ground was scraped up in a thick layer.
Not good.
Feng Han sensed something bad and immediately looked at the ground, only to find that the remains of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint had disappeared.
Another wind sound rang out.
A ghostly shadow appeared thirty feet away, and all the shadows overlapped and coalesced into a young man. In his hands, he was holding the remains of the Xuan Gui Sword Saint, and an icy killing aura emanated from his body.
