The curtain falls

"We can leave now, Sword Master!" Di Chen said to Jian Wuya.

With that, Di Chen turned to leave. He had no time to waste here.

As he passed Li Xinghe, Di Chen paused and turned his head, saying coldly, "I'll come back for you!"

Hearing this, Li Xinghe trembled all over in fright. He knew that when Di Chen returned next time, he would certainly be no match for him.

With Jian Wuya here, killing him is nothing but a fool's dream! Perhaps I can only try to find that ancestor who vanished without a trace! Li Xinghe thought bitterly.

"Young brother! Leave your name. If you ever encounter anything you can't resolve, you can come to the Misty Rain Pavilion!" Fang Qingya called out to stop Di Chen.

Hearing this, Di Chen stopped. After a moment's thought, he said, "You'll naturally find out in the future." With that, he left with Jian Wuya and the others without looking back.

Jian Wuya and the others left as swiftly as they had arrived.

"This little fellow really is rather interesting!"

Watching the young man disappear from sight, Fang Qingya murmured softly.

"Pavilion Master! Let's head back first. Your old affliction has flared up again," the old woman beside her said.

At these words, Fang Qingya's expression dimmed. Then she sighed and left with her people.

Seeing the people from the two major powers leave, everyone present let out a long breath of relief, especially Li Xinghe. He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Domain Lord! I failed to protect this place properly. Please punish me!" The Grand Protector came to Li Xinghe's side and bowed as he spoke.

"Rise. None of this had anything to do with you. Head back first!" Li Xinghe sighed. Then he lowered his head and said no more, his heart filled with wariness toward Di Chen.

Their losses had been devastating. They had arrived acting so badass, only to leave just as miserably. Not only had they lost several Quasi-Emperor experts, but even their younger generation had been torn apart by the shock waves of the battle. They had also offended the Sword Sect, and their hearts now seethed with resentment.

They could only slink away...

This so-called competition of heaven's chosen had come to a complete end, and this battle was destined to enter the annals of history and resound throughout the Canglan Immortal Domain. After all, slaying a Quasi-Emperor expert with a Great Saint's cultivation was unprecedented throughout the ages. Before long, towering waves would likely sweep through the Canglan Immortal Domain...

Aboard the Sword Sect's massive ship...

"Young brother, I still don't know your name," Jian Wuya said, looking at Di Chen with a beaming smile.

"Di Chen," Di Chen said. He knew that Jian Wuya was asking because he clearly intended to win him over.

"Oh! So you're young brother Di Chen! What a commanding surname," Jian Wuya praised. "There's still some distance to the Sword Sect. Go inside and rest first, young brother. I'll notify you when we arrive." Jian Wuya waved his hand.

"That would be excellent." Di Chen nodded, then walked into the massive ship.

Seeing Di Chen enter the ship, Jian Wuya's smile grew even brighter. He turned to Zhang Yu and said, "Well done. You'll be handsomely rewarded when we return. The more I look at young brother Di Chen, the more I like him."

"Thank you, Sword Master," Zhang Yu said respectfully.

"Wait... Zhang Yu, what did he say his surname was?"

"Hm? He said his name was Di Chen."

Hearing this, Jian Wuya's brows furrowed tightly. His surname is Di. That surname is exceedingly rare, though not unheard of. Still, he felt something was amiss. Wait... isn't the ruler of the Dark Forbidden Zone surnamed Di? Di Chen... could he be his offspring?

At this thought, Jian Wuya's heartbeat abruptly quickened. He rushed into the ship, seized Di Chen's arm with one hand, and asked in a trembling voice, "Young brother, are you from the Dark Forbidden Zone?"

"Hm?" Di Chen looked at Jian Wuya in confusion.

"Haha, young brother, please don't misunderstand! I just wanted to get a clearer understanding!" Jian Wuya hastily released Di Chen's arm.

"Yes. Is there a problem?" Di Chen said indifferently.

"I... I'd also like to ask what relation Di Yuan is to you." Jian Wuya's voice trembled slightly with excitement. Although the forbidden zone's Di Lineage had long since withdrawn from sight and ceased concerning itself with worldly affairs, no one could forget the glory of that Di Clan back then.

The Di Lineage's bloodline was far too noble, an existence that even that power dared not provoke.

"Di Yuan is my father." With that, Di Chen turned and left.

Huff! Huff!

Hearing this answer, Jian Wuya drew two deep breaths, trying hard to calm himself.

Di Yuan is the head of the forbidden zone, so doesn't that make Di Chen its young master? At this thought, a fervent expression appeared on Jian Wuya's face. The forbidden zone! What a terrifying power it is! If we can establish a connection, the Sword Sect will surely rise to another level in the future! Jian Wuya nearly leaped into the air with excitement. This trip was absolutely worth it!

At this thought, Jian Wuya was utterly thrilled. He then summoned Zhang Yu and instructed him, "Send word immediately. No disciple is to offend our young friend Di Chen. Any offender will be punished without mercy. Anyone who violates this order will have all their cultivation crippled and be expelled from the sect, never to enter the Sword Sect again for the rest of their life. Understood? Also, don't mention his name to anyone. As for what to call him, work that out yourself."

"Yes, Sect Master!" Zhang Yu replied, though inwardly he muttered, Is there any need to go so far?