Chapter 200 - 139: The Old Man Who Refuses to Let Go, He’s Here, He’s Here

Chapter 200: Chapter 139: The Old Man Who Refuses to Let Go, He’s Here, He’s Here

But gradually, many Cultivators in Xingyue City reacted. They suddenly realized something, and endless horror flooded their eyes.

"Jiang Hao, it’s definitely Jiang Hao! But... how could he be with so many terrifying entities?"

"Heavens, could it be that they came here alongside Jiang Hao?"

"What did you say? How is that possible?"

"But it really looks like it! Don’t you see all those world-shaking figures standing silently in the void, while only he is moving forward alone?"

Only then did everyone realize that the sky full of awe-inspiring Cultivators remained utterly still. Although they were constantly observing the Xingyue City Earth Realm, they did not take a single step forward.

This gave off a very peculiar feeling. Some even had the illusion that if the young man gave a single command, the terrifying army behind him would instantly spring into action. No, "army" was not the right word to describe them. These were terrifying entities whose sheer presence was enough to make Xingyue City tremble. Even among the younger generation of Cultivators up there, any random individual could suppress this entire Earth Realm to the point of suffocation.

"Heavens, it’s that child from over ten years ago."

"It’s Jiang Hao! It’s our Xingyue City’s Jiang Hao! Thank goodness. With Jiang Hao among them, we won’t be in any danger."

The young man’s appearance made countless Cultivators in Xingyue City sigh in immense relief. Perhaps to the Qi Family, the arrival of that youth in white was a nightmare. But for those who had not targeted Jiang Hao in the past, seeing a familiar figure now was undoubtedly like seeing a savior. Compared to the oppressive aura of the endless, terrifying figures lingering above, the familiar young man brought them a deep sense of warmth and safety.

However, some of the older Cultivators were utterly shocked, gradually noticing something else.

"His cultivation base?"

"The Mortal Transformation Realm? Has he stepped into the Mortal Transformation Realm?"

Not only had he stepped into the Mortal Transformation Realm, but the aura radiating from the white-robed youth was even more terrifying than the overwhelming legion of world-shaking prodigies standing behind him.

At this moment, Jiang Hao once again looked down at the incredibly familiar city beneath his feet, endless thoughts and emotions welling up in his heart. Over a decade ago, he had barely escaped this place with his life. A year ago, he had returned after completing his cultivation, only to be shrouded in endless killing intent once more. Today, over ten years later, everything was finally different.

"Xian’Er, I’ve come to pick you up. Uncle Ye, Grandmaster Ye, Hao’Er has come to pick you up," the young man murmured to himself. His voice was very low, yet it clearly and unmistakably reached the ears of tens of millions of Cultivators.

In an instant, the entire Xingyue City Earth Realm felt as though it had been struck by a magnitude-twelve earthquake. As the tens of millions of Cultivators snapped back to reality, their bodies jolted violently, as if millions of thunderbolts had crashed down on their heads.

After more than a decade, that child had returned.

But this time, his method of return seemed quite different. Not only had he made a formidable comeback, but he had also appeared in the void bringing along a terrifying power that Xingyue City could never hope to rival in a million lifetimes.

In this moment, everyone understood. He was here to pick up the Ye Family!

Meanwhile, in the Ye Family’s main hall.

The Ye Family was currently submerged in sorrowful weeping, the low sounds of crying echoing endlessly. In the center of the hall, countless clan members guarded a dying old man. The elder’s aura was so feeble that he needed his clan members to support him just to sit upright.

"Old Patriarch..."

"Father..."

The entire Ye Family surrounded the old man, whose life was flickering out like a dying lamp, feeling utterly heartbroken.

The old man should have passed away long ago, yet he clung to his last breath, unwilling to leave for the longest time, as if he still had some unfulfilled wish. His gaze was unfocused, but he stared intently at the main gates of the Ye Family, as though waiting for someone’s arrival. If that person did not come, he could not lay his worries for the entire Ye Family to rest.

For if that person did not appear, or had perished out in the world, all the protective forces of the Divine Pill Pavilion would vanish like bubbles. The Ye Family would immediately plummet into the abyss. How could he possibly rest in peace?

Just as all the members of the Ye Clan could no longer bear the sight and began bitterly pleading with the old man to let go of his worldly obsessions, a sudden shout broke the grief.

"He’s here! He’s here! Patriarch, Old Patriarch, he’s here..."

A young man from the Ye Clan stumbled into the hall, a hint of crying in his voice.

He had come. He was really here. The person the Ye Family had been hoping for day and night had truly arrived to pick up the Ye Family.