An Attack Spanning Twenty Thousand Years

The moment those words of abandonment landed, it was as if something had been sucked out of the air beyond the Heavenly Screen.

The clan heads of the Strength Clan, Speed Clan, Defense Clan, and Breaking Clan had originally been minding their own business, but the word "abandonment" was like a needle, precisely piercing the same old scar.

The four of them froze almost in unison.

Tai Tan was the first to raise his head. His thick fingers rested on his knees, curling one by one into fists. He did not look at Tang San, instead staring at the floor before him. His Adam's apple bobbed, but in the end, he said nothing.

Once a dog, always a dog. He could never change his shit-eating habits.

White Crane turned his head, his gaze passing over several shoulders before landing on Tang San. His eyes were filled with wariness. If a better choice appeared, he would leave without hesitation.

Niu Gao's reaction was the most straightforward. He lifted his head, his gaze toward Tang San exceedingly complicated.

Hadn't the four great clans been abandoned by the Clear Sky Sect and suppressed by Spirit Hall back then precisely because they had been cast aside?

Well, like father, like son.

Yang Wudi said nothing and simply placed that immortal herb on the table.

Tang San had been saying that Yin Hongye had blown up the Tang Sect and thus earned a death sentence, but halfway through, he suddenly sensed that the atmosphere around him had changed.

Yes, everyone was now filled with hostility and vigilance toward Tang San.

They had joined the Tang Sect because it would not abandon them. But if the Tang Sect would abandon them too, why should they not choose somewhere else?

Tang San suddenly realized that his plan to establish the Tang Sect was about to go up in smoke. The future Tang Sect would not have these four great clans...

That had touched all four of their taboos.

Moreover, all four now knew many of the Tang Sect's secrets. They absolutely could not be allowed to leave alive.

"Everyone, how can the sins of the future be settled in the present?" he tried to explain, attempting to steady their emotions.

"Why can't we settle it now? Is the Tang Sect no longer the Tang Sect?" Niu Gao said bluntly.

He did not care about the future or anything else. If it existed, then it was a fact.

Just as Tang San was about to continue, Yin Hongye added, neither early nor late, "This is called: what has happened before will happen again; what has been done before will be done again."

At that moment, everyone present aside from Tai Tan rose angrily to their feet.

"Tang San, if you don't explain this clearly, you won't want to know what we'll do."

Yang Wudi spoke bluntly, then turned and left.

"Elder Yang, this matter..."

Before Tang San could finish, the others all departed one after another. Only Tai Tan, that loyal hound, remained standing at the side.

Tang San stared at Yin Hongye within the Heavenly Screen, his eyes bloodshot, rage surging to the heavens, his killing intent piercing the sky. "Yin Hongye, you have earned a death sentence! I will kill you!"

The next instant, a wave of killing intent rebounded, condensing into a bloody sword that pierced straight through Tang San's chest. Tang San let out a heart-rending scream.

Even with Divine Slaughter's Domain, Tang San had nearly failed to withstand it.

Yet this time, it was precisely because Tang San possessed Divine Slaughter's Domain that the attack could materialize.

Within the Heavenly Screen, Yin Hongye had just withdrawn his spear when he frowned in confusion. "Who triggered my counterattack? I can sense that he seems to be in Heaven Dou City, but why can't I sense where he is? Could this Evil Soul Master be even stronger than the one from earlier?"

Qian Renxue could not help asking, "Red Lotus Douluo, what is wrong?"

"Nothing. My Killing Intent Sense was triggered. It automatically reflects the killing intent others direct at me. It's a useless soul skill. If they're too far away or their killing intent isn't strong enough, it won't activate."

Yin Hongye did not care in the slightest about this soul skill. In this era, no matter how powerful someone's killing intent was, no one could possibly injure themselves through a reflection.

Even he could only use killing intent to kill the soul of a Soul Emperor. Much less someone's own killing intent.

Besides, Divine Slaughter's Domain had long vanished without a trace. How could Tang San possibly allow anyone else to possess Divine Slaughter's Domain?

He had no idea that across twenty thousand years, he had severely wounded a Soul Emperor.

Unprecedented, and perhaps never to be repeated.

He did not dwell on it further. If someone truly wanted to kill him, they would attack him face-to-face sooner or later. Cowards who hid in the shadows were not worth his attention.

He turned and headed toward the podium. Mu Ye stood beside Zhen Hua, one hand still held in a guarded stance.

"How is the Divine Blacksmith?" Yin Hongye asked.

Zhen Hua stepped out from behind Mu Ye, his expression normal. Clearly, he was fine.

He waved a hand, as composed as if he had not just dodged a Titled Douluo's fatal strike, but merely a lump of bird droppings falling from the sky.

"Completely fine."

"It's just a pity that I won't be able to explain forging techniques to them for some time."

"That's fine. You can forge some Heavenforged Metal for me." Yin Hongye seized the opening. Surely he had to cut in line somehow.

After all, his poverty was famous throughout the Federation.

As for why he was poor, it was all Tang Sect's shameless fault. He killed Evil Soul Masters, yet they actually had the nerve to demand compensation from him for those Evil Soul Masters.

They were definitely in league with the Evil Soul Masters.

"You're as shameless as ever. In the entire Federation, you've received the most Heavenforged Metal, yet you're still not satisfied. Aren't you an eighth-rank blacksmith yourself? At your age, you'll definitely break through."

Zhen Hua said directly to Yin Hongye, "You're only one step away from becoming a Divine Blacksmith."

"That assumes I can break through. I wonder whether the laws of heaven and earth can add a Path of Slaughter."

Yin Hongye was speechless. Was it because he did not want to break through? He had worked so hard, yet the Douluo Plane still refused to let him advance. There was not even a lightning tribulation. It clearly wanted him to slaughter the heavens to prove his sincerity.

"You brat, always running your mouth." Zhen Hua sighed, instantly thinking of Yin Hongye's absurd background.

It was all that brat's father's fault. That Li fellow never did anything proper. If he wanted Soul Rings and Soul Bones, he should have just been direct about it. Why did he have to have a child?

And do that sort of thing in front of the child.

Strutting around with a tower every day, pretending to be something he wasn't. Good riddance.

What a fine child Yin Hongye was. Exceptionally talented, yet cursed with such a father.

Sometimes, Zhen Hua truly wanted to dig that man out of his grave and whip his corpse a few times, though the body had long since been reduced to ashes.

The moment I became a Divine Blacksmith, I immediately had a successor. That would have been a fine story to tell. In the end, this child's talent was all invested in killing and fire.

Still, in his eyes, Yin Hongye was just a child. What bad intentions could an eighteen-year-old possibly have?

Yin Hongye had said one thing right: if a child was not taught properly, it was the father's fault. It was all because his father had failed to teach him well.

"Come on, let's eat. After messing around all morning, I'm hungry. Have Mu Ye make you a feast."

Yin Hongye nodded and called for Qian Renxue to come along.

After taking two steps, Zhen Hua's gaze fell on Qian Renxue, and his footsteps abruptly halted.

"Who is this?" Zhen Hua turned to Yin Hongye.

"She says her name is Qian Renxue."

Zhen Hua let out an "oh," finding the name rather familiar, but he gave it no further thought. He looked Qian Renxue up and down, then suddenly smiled. "Little girl, Yin Hongye's temper is a little strange. Please bear with him."

Yin Hongye was speechless. That old woman is only eight years younger than you. Round it off, and she's still twenty thousand years older than you.

And I'm already eighteen. I'm not a little boy anymore. This angel probably wouldn't be interested in me.

Qian Renxue felt somewhat awkward. Why was she being mistaken for his girlfriend? But more importantly, she had heard from that old butler that Yin Hongye had little interest in women.