Returning a Grand Gift

Upon it were two enormous heads.

They exuded an air of holiness and evil respectively.

The deafening sound of space tearing echoed in all directions above Storm City, and countless cultivators in the city looked up at the sky, unaware of what was happening.

As they watched the immense warship hovering in the void, their eyes were filled with bewilderment. They had no idea what had happened.

Moonlight Restaurant.

"Gasp! Brother Su! Quick, look! What's that hovering up in the sky?"

Zhao Hai raised his head toward the sky. Looking at that colossal monstrosity exuding boundless netherworld terror, his eyes filled with indescribable shock. This was his first time seeing anything so enormous and terrifying.

"Th-this... should be a warship, right?"

Gazing at the colossal monstrosity hovering overhead, exuding a vast, eerie, netherworld, and ominous presence, Su Jie was somewhat uncertain too. Half a year ago, when he went to Crane Prefecture to look for Su Fan, he had been fortunate enough to see something similar.

But that warship had only been tens of thousands of zhang in size, nowhere near comparable to the one before him, so he could not be certain either.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just then, three figures flew out from the estates of the Su, Liu, and Zhao Lineages at incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, they stood in the air above Storm City.

"What's going on?"

"An attack by the demonic path?"

A middle-aged man dressed in black robes stood in the void with his hands behind his back, frowning as he spoke gravely.

His gaze was exceptionally sharp and frightening, like piercing needles and icy blades. His expression was exceedingly stern, and his entire body exuded a weighty, unfathomable presence.

This middle-aged man was Su Changqing, the head of the Su Lineage. His cultivation had also reached Soul Infant Realm Great Perfection, making him the undisputed strongest person in all of Storm City.

"I don't know!"

"But a little backwater city like ours shouldn't have offended any of those great demonic forces, should it?"

Beside Su Changqing, Zhao Wuyan, head of the Zhao Lineage, spoke as he likewise stood in the void.

"In all my decades of life, I've never seen such an immense warship. Anyone who can travel aboard a warship like this must belong to one of those ancient great forces. A little backwater city like ours isn't even qualified to come into contact with them, so how could we have offended them?"

Liu Shan, head of the Liu Lineage, likewise stood in the void nearby, his expression filled with gravity and confusion. He did not believe their Storm City was qualified to offend such a force.

Within Storm City.

"What's that?"

"I don't know, but why does it look so much like a warship? I've seen something similar at the Star Divine Sect before, but it was only tens of thousands of zhang in size."

"A warship? Surely not? Wouldn't that make this warship far too big? But what sort of being would descend upon our Storm City in the dead of night?"

"I don't know, but anyone who can travel aboard such an enormous warship is definitely beyond comparison with the five great forces of our Desolate Domain. It's just... judging by the presence this warship gives off, I'm afraid they're from the demonic path."

Countless cultivators in Storm City gazed up at the enormous warship hovering overhead. Discussion rose without end-wonder, curiosity, panic-all manner of comments flowed ceaselessly.

Just then.

On the warship exuding boundless netherworld terror, a figure dressed in black robes suddenly appeared atop the white head radiating holiness.

The newcomer was naturally Jun Wudao, who had come for revenge.

He had no other purpose, merely to return a gift... wipe out a Lineage... that was all!

Atop the immortal head, Jun Wudao stood with both hands behind his back. His black robes billowed, and his ink-black hair danced wildly in the wind.

His cold, handsome face betrayed nothing. His dark eyes were like a deathly still deep sea, revealing endless indifference and icy coldness.

Especially when those eyes swept across the surroundings, they made people's hair stand on end, as though they had plunged into an abyss, feeling profound terror from the depths of their souls!

"Su Changqing of the Su Lineage pays his respects, my lord!"

"Liu Shan of the Liu Lineage pays his respects, my lord!"

"Zhao Wuyan of the Zhao Lineage pays his respects, my lord!"

As Jun Wudao's cold, indifferent gaze swept over them, Su Changqing, Liu Shan, and Zhao Wuyan, the three rulers of Storm City, could not help trembling. They hurriedly bowed in greeting.

"May we ask what we can do for you, my lord, now that you have descended upon Storm City so late at night?"

Looking at the figure standing atop that holy head, Su Changqing asked cautiously. Before such an unknown, eerie being, he lowered himself as much as he possibly could.

One glance was enough to tell that someone like this was no harmless soul. The presence emanating from that warship said everything. Even if he was not of the demonic path, he was certainly someone evil.

Such beings were generally mercurial. If a single careless mistake offended him, it might bring upon oneself and one's clansmen... an unimaginable, annihilating catastrophe!

"Your name is Su Changqing?"

Jun Wudao cast an indifferent glance at Su Changqing. As his gaze flickered, his low voice rang out.

"Y-yes... yes, my lord."

Hearing this, Su Changqing could not help swallowing. Sensing the evil, ominous, eerie presence emanating from the Nine Nether Rebirth Boat, he answered in a trembling voice.

"What is Su Fan to you?"

Looking at Su Changqing, a cold gleam flashed in Jun Wudao's eyes as he spoke icily.

"You know my humble son, my lord?"

Hearing Jun Wudao's words, Su Changqing could not help freezing. How could someone like this know Fan'er?

"Heh! I know him. Of course I know him. He and I are old... friends..."

"I've come to this city precisely to return him a... grand gift!"

Hearing this, Jun Wudao could not help letting out a mocking laugh. Only he knew the deeper meaning within his words.

The moment these words rang out.

All of Storm City instantly fell silent.

So silent that a falling needle could be heard.

Gasp, gasp, gasp...

A moment later, the sound of sharp intakes of breath rang out between heaven and earth.

"You're friends with my humble son, my lord?"

Hearing Jun Wudao's words, Su Changqing's gaze shook as he stood in the void, speaking in disbelief.

Although he could not sense the cultivation realm of the young man standing atop that head of boundless holiness, anyone who could travel aboard such an immense warship was undoubtedly from a great force.

Moreover, it was one of those great forces of the demonic path. That was not difficult to tell from the presence emanating from this warship.

Netherworld!

Evil!

Eerie!

Ominous!

Who but someone of the demonic path... would travel aboard such a warship? And could someone from a demonic force like that truly be Fan'er's friend?

Was such a great demonic force really something his son could come into contact with now?

Su Changqing could not be certain.

Much less believe it.

"Gasp! Even a major figure of the demonic path is Young Master Su's old friend? And he came all the way to Storm City specifically to return Young Master Su a grand gift? Has Young Master Su already grown to this level?"

"Three years ago, Young Master Su was a good-for-nothing known to everyone in our Storm City. Yet now, after just three years, Young Master Su has already risen to a height we cannot even look up to. Fate truly makes fools of people."

"Only today, I heard that Young Master Su had taken many powerful experts to the Jun Lineage in Jun Prefecture for revenge. And now, a being like this has descended in the dead of night to return a gift. With Young Master Su, the Su Lineage will probably find it hard not to flourish."