"Are you... really my master?"
The Yellow-robed youth asked in a trembling voice. He wanted to step forward, but he was also somewhat wary.
The Hua Yunfei before him was far too different from the one he remembered, especially in terms of cultivation.
At first, he had thought Hua Yunfei was an enemy, and had attacked on instinct.
"I am! You're Huang Xuan, right?"
Hua Yunfei's voice trembled, too. This was so unexpected. He had never imagined he would suddenly see another Huang Xuan.
The Huang Xuan before him was far stronger than the one undergoing transformation in the Ancestral Temple. He had even forced Nangong Xiangtian back.
Was he from the future?
"It's me... I'm your second disciple, Huang Xuan." The Yellow-robed youth spoke excitedly.
Fragments of time and space swirled around him. His yellow robe was tattered and stained with blood, and his Emperor Corpse was covered in wounds. He had clearly just survived a brutal battle.
But the moment he saw Hua Yunfei, he couldn't hold back his tears, despite how strong he had been. He was like a helpless child who had suddenly returned to a long-missed shelter from the storm.
"You... what happened? How did you end up like this?" Hua Yunfei looked at Huang Xuan, covered in wounds, and felt his heart ache.
"I..."
The Yellow-robed youth lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong. "I'm sorry, Master. I couldn't protect my junior brothers and sisters. I was useless as their senior brother..."
He gritted his teeth, consumed by pain.
"What happened to them? What about your Senior Disciple Brother?"
Hua Yunfei pressed on. "And where... am I?"
"Master, you... disappeared! Senior Disciple Brother went looking for you. Third Junior Brother was afraid he'd run into danger, so he chased after