The Purple Firmament Ancestor silently watched the three Half-Step Ancestors disappear.
His kindly face took on an inscrutable look, then twisted into a sinister smile.
"The Heavenly Scripture of Myriad Wonders..."
"I hope you really can find it. Don't disappoint this old Daoist."
He turned to leave.
But in the next instant,
He stopped in his tracks.
Not far away stood a man with long hair draped over his shoulders, a golden robe whipping in the wind, and a wild air about him.
The Purple Firmament Ancestor's pupils contracted. Wariness flashed through his eyes, but he immediately resumed his kindly, smiling expression.
"Divine Emperor Heaven..."
"It's been a long time. How have you been?"
Divine Emperor Heaven strode toward the Purple Firmament Ancestor, his face brimming with killing intent.
"Zixiao, you scheming old bastard. You're still fucking alive?"
"Tell me, what the fuck are you playing at? Why did you suddenly annihilate Obsidian Mountain?"
"Don't you fucking know that's where my younger brother lived in seclusion?"
The Purple Firmament Ancestor looked astonished.
"Your younger brother... Don't tell me that Black Rock Sage is...?"
"No shit! Who the fuck do you think you're fooling?"
"If you don't explain yourself today, I don't care whether you're the Purple Firmament Ancestor or Purple Firmament's grandson—I'll make you taste my Divine Emperor Tian Saber!"
Divine Emperor Heaven's face seethed with killing intent. A blade's gleam flickered around him, its keen edge pressing in.
He showed no concern whatsoever for the Purple Firmament Ancestor's reputation.
The Purple Firmament Ancestor instinctively retreated a few steps, away from the threat of that invisible blade, before crying out, "It's a misunderstanding! It truly is!"
"This old Daoist has been in seclusion for years. I had no idea Black Rock Sage was your younger brother! If I'd known, how