They Were Heavenly Tribulation, Prodigy Destroyers
Two figures, one after the other, floated down from the crashed Flying Ship.
It landed steadily in the Martial Arts Arena.
On the high platform, several gazes fell upon it simultaneously.
Zhao Lingyun stared at the neat, clean break and clicked his tongue in amazement.
"They actually managed to take it down."
"Moreover, the control is significantly stronger than before."
"Young Master Chu is awesome!"
These words made Chu Wujiu feel extremely comfortable.
He tilted his head back, his nose almost pointing to the sky, looking completely self-satisfied.
"That's natural."
" In Heaven Above and Earth Below, there is no one like me!"
"Ah, the loneliness of being invincible."
He finally let out a long sigh, his face showing a lonely and desolate air.
Seeing his demeanor, Zhao Lingyun turned around without making a sound and gave Yun Zexuan a look.
'Next time, let him lead the way.'
That's what I think too.
Yun Zexuan understood immediately, then turned his gaze to Qin Wangchuan.
As the figure landed, the atmosphere among them subtly changed.
Just moments ago, Chu Wujiu was radiating murderous intent, but now he stood with his hands on his hips, smugly boasting to himself.
Zhao Lingyun's face, which had been contorted for so long, finally came to life, and she turned her head to give him a mischievous wink.
Even Ji Wuchen's brows, which had been furrowed for a long time, relaxed without him realizing it.
Like a stabilizing force, its mere presence gives people the feeling that anything can be solved.
Yun Zexuan watched all of this quietly.
A strange, inexplicable envy welled up inside me.
There's nothing I can do but envy them.
It's something you're born with; you can't learn it.
In the corner, the figure who had been keeping his head down slowly raised his head.
Ye Lingchuan remained lost and dejected for a long time.
Only now did he seem to regain some of his senses, staring blankly ahead.
"When did you leave the pass?" Zhao Lingyun asked, leaning closer.
"In the next few days."
Qin Wangchuan landed and glanced down at the mess below.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Upon hearing this, the group subtly glanced around.
This matter involved Ye Lingchuan, and no one wanted to reopen that wound in front of him.
We looked at each other, and for a moment no one responded.
Finally, it was Ji Wuchen who spoke.
"I've only been here a short time myself, and this matter is more complicated than I imagined."
He picked out the important details and explained the whole story to Qin Wangchuan.
On the other side, beside the crashed Flying Ship.
The colossal ship finally gave way and crashed into a distant mountain, kicking up clouds of dust.
Fortunately, it only lost its power source and was otherwise undamaged, landing safely.
Mo Yan landed on the ground surrounded by guards. His robes were covered in dust, but he looked somewhat excited.
"Young Master! Is the Young Master well?"
Yun Ya, the First Elder of the Flowing Rosy Clouds Sect, rushed forward.
Normally, he was a dignified and composed figure in charge of criminal law, but now his face showed no trace of composure.
Second Elder Gu Song followed closely behind, looking Mo Yan up and down. Seeing that Mo Yan was indeed unharmed, he finally felt relieved.
"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright..."
He muttered to himself, still shaken, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
The two had been counting on this powerful figure to back them up for the Flowing Rosy Clouds Sect.
Unexpectedly, this support not only failed to hold them back, but collapsed first.
Mo Yan had no interest in dealing with them.
In his view, the current situation was far beyond what the two elders could handle.
Talking to them any further would be a waste of breath.
"Where is your Sect Master?"
He interrupted Gu Song and asked directly.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a disciple in the distance shouted out in unison.
"The Sect Master has emerged from seclusion--!"
Behind the Flowing Rosy Clouds Sect, in a secluded cave abode.
Just now, it was his disciples calling out urgently from outside the cave that Su Heling stopped his practice and pushed open the stone door.
He was still somewhat resentful at being disturbed from his seclusion.
Before he went into seclusion, everything in the sect was fine; what terrible thing could have happened?
There's no need to make such a fuss.
But once the door opened—
Thick black smoke billowed directly into view.
Su Heling followed the gaze and his eyes landed on the distant mountain peak.
At first glance.
Whose Flying Ship is that big?
The enormous object crashed diagonally onto the mountaintop, crushing half of the peak, and black smoke billowed from the wrecked vessel.
A second glance.
The emblem on the boat looks very familiar.
Hiss, from the Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Sect?
Who dares to mess with the Flying Ship of the Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Sect?
The third eye.
Wrong.
On the flag at the bow of the boat... hangs a ferocious beast that looks down upon all living beings.
That's... the Heavenly Sect Banner?!
"My God..."
Su Heling felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and she almost couldn't catch her breath.
As someone who had been in charge of a sect for many years, he managed to maintain a semblance of composure.
While sending a telepathic message, he leaped into the air and sped towards the spot where the Flying Ship had crashed.
My mind raced, but only one thought remained.
My Little Ancestor, please don't let anything happen to you.
Please, please don't let anything happen!
As he flew at breakneck speed, his mind raced.
Who on earth is this person who dared to attack the Heavenly Sect Banner, knowing full well that it was the flag?
This was no ordinary act of audacity; it was clear that they didn't take the Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Sect seriously.
Before the thought even finished, the person was already right in front of him.
However, the scene that came into view left him frozen in mid-air.
The young Sect Master of the Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Sect stood there unharmed.
The Flying Ship was clearly shot down, yet there wasn't a trace of grief or indignation on his face.
Instead, an overwhelming joy shone through.
Su Heling's mind was in a daze, and without thinking too much, he quickly got down.
"Nephew! Nephew, are you well? Who is this person—"
"Keep quiet."
Mo Yan raised his hand to stop him, his voice extremely low.
Those eyes looked over Su Heling's shoulder and gazed at the high platform in the distance.
Su Heling unconsciously followed that gaze.
Several figures stood high up, chatting and laughing, exuding an air of extraordinary composure.
They looked unfamiliar; they didn't seem to be from our sect.
"Who are they?"
"Heavenly Tribulation."
Su Heling was stunned when he heard those two words.
Heavenly Tribulation?
How dare a human claim it to be Heavenly Tribulation?
Seemingly noticing his confusion, Mo Yan slowly explained.
"Standing atop the world, overlooking all living beings."
"No one can compare to him, no one dares to be his enemy."
There was an inexplicable sense of awe in his voice.
"A walking Heavenly Tribulation."
Before the awe had dissipated, Mo Yan's voice turned somber.
When his gaze returned to Su Heling, his expression had lost all trace of its previous gentleness.
"Your good daughter Su Wanqing, has gotten into trouble."
"Moreover, it's a catastrophe of immense proportions!"
These words made Su Heling's mind buzz.
Wanqing, that girl...
How could that be?
Even if she's a troublesome girl, how could she possibly have the ability to shoot down the Flying Ship of the Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Sect?
But the young master's face was so sullen it could drip water, and there was no way he could fake it.
A chill ran down my spine.
If they really cause such a huge mess, I'm afraid no one in the Flowing Rosy Clouds Sect could bear the consequences.
With a change of heart, Su Heling quickly tried to comfort herself.
I don't even know the full picture of the current situation.
Perhaps it's just a misunderstanding.
There is still room for maneuver.