Chapter 1420: Remnants of the Ancient Yougu Clan

Chapter 1420: Chapter 1420: Remnants of the Ancient Yougu Clan

Jianyang Star.

An astonishing sword light descended rapidly from the vast galaxy, landing on the square of the Hall of War God and transforming into a young man in a black robe.

"Finally made it back."

The young man in a black robe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his face showing a hint of panic.

Direction of the main hall entrance.

A man’s voice suddenly echoed in all directions.

"Junior Brother OuYang, weren’t you out training? Why are you back so soon?"

"Elder Brother Sun, I have an urgent matter to report to you!"

The young man in a black robe looked up, immediately smiling as he quickly ran over.

This Elder Brother Sun appeared to be about thirty years old, with a cultivation base of the Second Level of the Divine Emperor Realm.

At this moment, he stood at the entrance of the main hall, his face showing a curious expression.

Seeing the cold sweat on the young man in a black robe’s forehead, Elder Brother Sun couldn’t help but laugh and ask: "What happened to scare you like this..."

"Elder Brother Sun, it’s bad news. Our War God Hall’s Lord Ye Chen actually lent the Thunderbolt Sword to the Supreme God Sovereign of the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace!"

The young man in the black robe said with a face full of sorrow.

"What?! You say Lord Ye lent the Thunderbolt Sword to an outsider?"

Elder Brother Sun’s expression changed drastically.

This is an earth-shattering event!

Even Vice Pavilion Master Lu doesn’t have the qualification to control the Thunderbolt Sword among the Seven Divine Swords of Jianyang Star.

Only Ye Chen had some kind of connection with the Thunderbolt Sword.

Unexpectedly, this time when Ye Chen went out, he secretly took the Thunderbolt Sword away.

What’s even more infuriating is that he lent the sword to an outsider.

Suddenly, an unidentifiable rage erupted like a volcano in his heart.

Though Elder Brother Sun is just one of the disciples of the Hall of War God, he now possesses certain management rights.

These management rights were naturally granted to him by Vice Pavilion Master Lu.

With the nominal hall master absent and Vice Pavilion Master Lu in high position, unable to manage the Hall of War God in real-time, Elder Brother Sun temporarily acts as a caretaker.

If there’s an important matter, it would first congregate to Elder Brother Sun, and he would report it personally to Lu Buqun.

If it’s something less significant, he can handle it right away.

For instance, when junior brothers go out for training, they just say a word to him and make a quick registration, then after a while, he’d hand it over to Vice Pavilion Master Lu for review.

Elder Brother Sun didn’t expect that Ye Chen, who had just become the hall master of the War God Hall, lent the Thunderbolt Sword to an outsider.

This is truly disrespectful.

I’m afraid not only he, but any disciple of the world would be furious upon hearing this news?

"Elder Brother Sun, quickly report to Vice Pavilion Master Lu. If that Supreme God Sovereign loses the Thunderbolt Sword, it would be a huge problem..."

The young man in the black robe urged beside him.

"Alright!"

Elder Brother Sun agreed immediately, preparing to leave the Hall of War God when his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes turned.

If he directly reports it to Vice Pavilion Master Lu, then the credit would belong to this Junior Brother OuYang.

It wouldn’t be much related to him.

If he doesn’t report it to Vice Pavilion Master Lu for now, then he could claim this credit for himself.

"Supreme God Sovereign, I’ve vaguely heard of him, seeming to cultivate the Supreme Forgetting Emotions Path, with a cultivation base at the tenth layer peak of the God Respect Realm..."

Thinking of this, Elder Brother Sun’s eyes sparkled, speaking slowly.

"This Supreme God Sovereign has just broken through to the Divine King Realm!"

The young man in the black robe quickly added.

Elder Brother Sun suddenly widened his eyes, sternly demanding: "Junior Brother OuYang, since his cultivation isn’t high, why didn’t you bring back the Thunderbolt Sword?"

The young man in a black robe blinked, seemingly understanding Elder Brother Sun’s intention. He spread his hands, with a helpless wry smile: "Elder Brother Sun, the Supreme God Sovereign and Lord Ye Chen are bosom friends. At that time, he even let the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit verify it. I had no guts to act in public..."

"I see."

Elder Brother Sun warmly patted the young man in the black robe on the shoulder, smiling, "Let’s do it this way, Junior Brother OuYang, you take me to find that Supreme God Sovereign. I will personally retrieve the Thunderbolt Sword, and you will naturally share the credit..."

"Alright!"

The young man in the black robe agreed immediately, showing a smile as well.

If they could retrieve the Thunderbolt Sword and personally hand it to Vice Pavilion Master Lu, it would undoubtedly be an incredible merit.

And that Lord Ye, for privately lending the Thunderbolt Sword to an outsider, would naturally face Vice Pavilion Master Lu’s punishment.

The two glanced at each other knowingly, smiled at each other, and then left Jianyang Star, heading straight for the Southern Heavenly Region.

Ye Yun also didn’t expect.

That a mere Thunderbolt Sword would make the disciples under his War God Hall sprout greedy thoughts.

However.

When soldiers come, they are blocked; when water comes, it is covered with earth. Since this Sun dared to come, Ye Yun would naturally teach him a good lesson.

...

"Day is breaking."

In the pavilion, as Ye Yun was exchanging Buddhist Law insights with the Fallen Leaf Sacred Woman, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked into the distance.

A sliver of dawn appeared on the horizon.

The beam of light grew stronger, and more rays fell on the Tianyin Tree, affecting its melody.

At this moment, the melody was like the midnight tide, gently and continuously undulating, making one’s heart become more peaceful.

Ye Yun and the Fallen Leaf Sacred Woman "hit it off at first sight", sharing common interests, kneeling for a long discussion in the pavilion, exchanging Buddhist insights for two days and nights.

Although Ye Yun mostly lectured on the Mahamudra Sutra, the Fallen Leaf Sacred Woman occasionally shared her own insights into Buddhism, allowing Ye Yun to benefit as well.

Their exchange of Buddhist insights naturally attracted many cultivators’ interest, many gathered outside the pavilion to listen intently.

For cultivators who had reached the Divine King Realm, each one possessed a long life, and even being in seclusion for a hundred thousand years was nothing.

So, two days and nights of Buddhist exchanges were just a blink of an eye for them.

Now the day was about to break.

In another one or two time units, the feast of Ancient Ghost Divine Skills would officially begin.

Inside the pavilion.

A Golden War God opened his eyes, smiling as he said: "Haha, the Supreme God Sovereign is truly elusive, to think he is also extremely well-versed in the Buddhist Law. Listening for two days and nights, I feel my Dao heart has become more stable..."

"I feel the same, although I knew nothing about the Buddhist Law before, after listening for two days, I gained quite a bit!"

Another Golden War God laughed.

While the two were chatting and laughing, the melody of the Tianyin Tree, which was already somewhat soothing, became even more gentle.

It imbued those who listened with a drowsy sensation.

"Strange, why is the Tianyin Tree emitting this kind of melody?"

A Golden War God stood up, his eyes bright, a vast divine sense sweeping towards the Tianyin Tree.

On the square.

All the cultivators practicing the Ancient Clan’s divine cultivation techniques were sitting cross-legged, listening to the gentle melody, unable to muster any energy, feeling sleepy.

This melody, however, had no impact on Ye Yun, yet he noticed something was amiss with many cultivators.

Just then.

About a hundred cultivators on the square suddenly stood up, forming peculiar seals with their hands.

Behind each person, a dark web appeared.

The dark webs connected with each other, merging into the void. In an instant, it enclosed the entire platform.

This was a mysterious spatial formation.

Dark webs continuously appeared, then faded into the void, layer upon layer, partitioning the space into countless layers.

"Hey! Remnants of the Ancient Clan, how dare you disrupt the affairs of my Eternal Divine Hall!"

At this moment.

An astounding roar suddenly came from inside the pavilion.