In the end, Ye Fan accepted Black Emperor's presence. But after hearing Adam's words, he knew where to draw the line and did not hold back when beating Black Emperor.
Sure enough, Adam did not interfere, only making one request:
"Try to drag him somewhere remote and deserted before you fight. Don't disgrace Tai Xuan Holy Land too much."
Although Black Emperor had once possessed great cultivation, the past was the past and the present was the present. In the end, he was no match for Ye Fan, whose growth Adam had aggressively accelerated, much less now that Ye Fan had mastered nearly two-thirds of the Immortality Forging Cauldron.
With the green cauldron clamped down, Ye Fan could drag him wherever he said he would and beat him there.
On the day of the memorial ceremony, the golden bell rang nine times in mourning. All one hundred and ten peaks of Tai Xuan Sect were present, with representatives from every peak following behind Adam to offer incense one by one.
As the only person from Yue Peak, Jiang Tingting also stepped forward to offer incense with the solemn expression she had learned from the adults. Some found it strange, but given the occasion, no one dared speak.
As for Black Emperor, Ye Fan had deliberately locked him up beforehand to prevent him from causing trouble.
Amid solemn, majestic music, Adam read a memorial document and cast it into the fire, then took the lead in bowing to the many memorial tablets.
The elders and disciples of the various peaks followed suit, as did the cultivators of the four Immortal Dynasties. The Jiuli Emperor took the opportunity amid the commotion to complete his own kowtow, and Adam did not scrutinize it too closely.
After all, the four imperial weapons were lying