CHAPTER 76: CHAPTER 76: TEAR APART THE VOID, INDULGE IN REVENGE AND GRUDGES

This painting was incredibly ancient, imbued with a profound sense of history, as if it had soaked in the river of time for tens of thousands of years.

In the painting, a young man in white stood alone amidst thousands of mountains. His features were deep-set, his eyes like stars, and his demeanor extraordinary.

His bearing, resembling that of a banished immortal, seemed to emanate faintly from the yellowed ancient paper.

This young man in white, his robes fluttering, stood upon the peak of a high mountain, like a Wushang Divine King reigning over all heavens and earth. A mere glance was enough to etch his unparalleled image into one’s memory forever.

The young man in white in the ancient painting was, surprisingly, as if carved from the same mold as the Master in white before him. Whether in appearance or disposition, they were entirely identical.

The boy was stunned. Holding the ancient painting in both hands, his body trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing the painting, the old Clan Leader’s eyes instantly welled with tears. He had never dreamed of this. One hundred thousand years! A full one hundred thousand years! This foremost expert of the Cangnan Continent, the Sect Master of the Eternal Level Dragon God Sect, was actually still alive!

With a THUD, he fell to his knees, kowtowing repeatedly, weeping as he cried out, "Dragon Qing, of the fifty-fourth generation of Dragon Lake, pays his respects to the Sect Master!"

Seeing the old Clan Leader kneeling, the boy was stunned as well and subconsciously knelt.

Ye Yun smiled faintly as he saw the old man kneeling at his feet.

He had long wished to meet this lineage of the Five-Colored Dragon Carp, so on the way, Ye Yun had suppressed the bloodline aura within him. After entering the Canglan River, no one could detect his Ancestral Dragon Bloodline aura.

"Rise!"

With a serene expression, Ye Yun waved his great sleeve. A surge of Mana swept out, instantly lifting both the old man and the boy to their feet.

"The Five-Colored Dragon Carp lineage of Dragon Lake has been passed down for fifty-four generations. This has not been easy for you all..." Ye Yun said gently.

"Indeed, Sect Master!" The old Clan Leader’s face was still streaked with tears, his heart too overwhelmed with emotion to speak.

The young man in white before them was none other than Ye Yun, the Sect Master of the Dragon God Sect from one hundred thousand years ago. He was the youngest Eternal Realm Strong Person on the Cangnan Continent, an expert who had dominated an era. Even older Eternal Realm Cultivators could not hold their heads high before him.

The progenitor of their lineage hailed from Dragon Lake within the Dragon God Sect. Back then, this Sect Master had placed a total of one hundred Five-Colored Dragon Carps into Dragon Lake.

Ye Yun looked at the old man, raised an eyebrow, and said with a faint smile, "I am no longer the Sect Master of the Dragon God Sect. The title of Sect Master now belongs to another."

The old man was dumbstruck. For all these years, he had led his clan members in their wanderings across the Cangnan Continent, yet he had heard no news of the Dragon God Sect. Too much time had passed. One hundred thousand years—the Dragon God Sect had long since vanished into the river of history.

"From now on, just call me ’Old Master’!" Ye Yun looked at Dragon Qing and said lightly.

"Yes, Old Master!" Dragon Qing nodded quickly, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Ye Yun glanced at Dragon Qing, his brow slightly furrowed, and asked softly, "Your body was hacked into several pieces long ago, and you are only forcibly holding it together. Who could have been so vicious?"

Upon hearing the Old Master’s words, the boy beside him, still holding the ancient painting, was instantly dumbstruck. So, the old Clan Leader’s injuries were that severe; his body had already been hacked apart by others... It was hard for him to imagine the incredible hardship of forcibly maintaining a fragmented body with Mana and enduring for so many years.

Dragon Qing’s eyes reddened as he said with hatred, "In the past, when we fled from the Plough Heaven Dynasty to the Shenfeng Dynasty seeking refuge, we encountered an expert from the Qitian Sword Sect. He was one realm stronger than me, and his swordsmanship was superb. I was no match for him..."

"So it was the Qitian Sword Sect..." Ye Yun nodded silently.

The Dragon Qing before him had also been an expert at the First Level of the Nirvana Realm before his cultivation base degenerated. Now, he had fallen to the Peak of the Tenth Layer of the Divine Bridge Realm.

Someone at the Second Level of the Nirvana Realm in the Qitian Sword Sect would hold a rank equivalent to at least a Deputy Sect Master or a Supreme Elder.

In the Ancient Moon Dynasty, a Divine Bridge Realm Elder from the Qitian Sword Sect had meddled in their affairs and was killed by Luo Li and Jun Moxiao. They had also encountered an Elder from the Qitian Sword Sect in Silver Moon City.

Even the descendants of the Five-Colored Dragon Carp he had once nurtured in the waters of the Canglan River bore scars from the Qitian Sword Sect’s oppression. This stirred a flicker of anger in Ye Yun’s heart.

When a True God is angered, blood must be spilled! Ye Yun cast a glance at Dragon Qing, his pupils contracting slightly.

In that instant, Dragon Qing felt as if an unimaginable power had violently upended his entire mind, only for it to return to normal a moment later. He was profoundly startled.

The next moment, Dragon Qing was astonished to see a mysterious white light emanating from the Old Master’s forearm, a light filled with an indescribable, sacred brilliance.

The front half of Ye Yun’s forearm plunged into the void.

"This..." Dragon Qing stared wide-eyed at the scene, so shocked he was like a statue.

Could it be... the Old Master has already become a god? This astonishing possibility suddenly leaped into Dragon Qing’s mind.

One hundred thousand years ago, the Old Master was already the foremost expert in the Eternal Realm. One hundred thousand years later, the Old Master still existed in this world, undying and immortal—he must have stepped into the realm of gods! A True God! Thinking of this, Dragon Qing’s body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Ever since the decline of the Dragon God Sect, Dragon Lake had been destroyed in a great Sect war. Few Dragon Carps had managed to escape, and over tens of thousands of years, they had formed different branches. In various parts of the Cangnan Continent, they lived miserable lives, hunted by everyone. Many cultivators sought to capture the Five-Colored Dragon Carp.

Despite this, their lineage had experienced a period of glory tens of thousands of years ago. Their population had once proliferated to over ten thousand.

...

「In the blink of an eye.」

Ye Yun withdrew his arm, a person grasped in his hand, whom he then tossed to the ground.

This was a middle-aged man with a square face, graying temples, sword-like eyebrows, and star-like eyes, possessing a rather heroic and distinguished air.

He scrambled up from the ground, looking around in utter shock. He had been cultivating in the rear mountains of the Qitian Sword Sect when a powerful force had suddenly seized him, and then he had appeared here.

"Gongsun Li, you old scoundrel! You never thought you’d see this day, did you?" Dragon Qing’s face lit up with a gratified smile as he looked at the astonished Gongsun Li.

The Old Master is simply too formidable! The Qitian Sword Sect is at least a hundred thousand miles from here, yet with a casual grasp, he tore through the void and brought Gongsun Li here.

"Dragon Qing, is that you?" Gongsun Li’s expression changed drastically upon seeing Dragon Qing, and he immediately prepared to attack.

"How arrogant, for someone from the Qitian Sword Sect to dare act presumptuously here?" a detached voice sounded.

But the next second, Gongsun Li was horrified to find his cultivation base completely sealed; the sword in his hand clattered to the ground.

Gongsun Li turned his head and saw the young man in white. His pupils instantly widened.

In that moment, he felt as if he were seeing a Wushang God. Bright light radiated from this being, illuminating the Myriad Worlds, and made him lose any will to resist.

"Dragon Qing, do it!" Ye Yun said calmly, standing with his hands clasped behind his back.

Seeing the enemy who had once hacked him into several pieces, Dragon Qing gnashed his teeth in hatred. If it weren’t for the astonishing resilience of his Five-Colored Dragon Carp physique and its extremely strong recovery ability, he probably wouldn’t have survived to this day. The accumulated pain and suffering of so many years instantly made Dragon Qing’s eyes turn red with fury.

He drew a sword, strode forward, and unleashed a furious storm of attacks upon Gongsun Li.

Gongsun Li was utterly powerless to resist. Amidst agonizing howls, Gongsun Li was dismembered, dying a gruesome death on the spot.

"Many thanks, Old Master!" After killing Gongsun Li, Dragon Qing, his face streaked with tears, dropped his sword and knelt once more at Ye Yun’s feet.

"Get up! Quickly consume the Seven-Colored Golden Lotus and mend your shattered body..." Ye Yun said with a calm smile. A wave of Mana swept out, helping Dragon Qing up.

The teenager standing nearby was completely stupefied.

This... Just what cultivation realm has the Old Master reached? With a single wave of his hand, he tore through the void and snatched a Nirvana Realm expert from a hundred thousand miles away! If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, the boy would never have believed someone so powerful could exist in this world!