Chapter 1476: Master Yang Leaves Seclusion

Boom!

As the sound faded, everyone felt a dense pressure suddenly descend from the air. Then a middle-aged woman, holding a longsword, flew straight over.

Before she even arrived, the sword aura pierced to the bone, as if it would tear flesh and blood apart.

“Dream Sword Saint…”

Feeling this sword aura, the Grand Elder’s scalp tingled. He hastily clasped his fists, but before he could speak, the sword light was already upon him.

Bang!

With a single blow, the Grand Elder flew backward, smashing another large crater into the ground. A bloody wound appeared on his chest.

“You…”

Not expecting the lady of the house to return and attack without a word, the Grand Elder was furious. Struggling to his feet, he flipped his palm, and a longsword appeared. He thrust it through the air.

“A few days gone and you’ve grown bold enough to fight me?”

The woman raised a delicate eyebrow, gently waving her longsword.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

The Grand Elder seemed instantly caught in a raging torrent, spinning uncontrollably. More and more sword wounds appeared on his body, blood gushing out.

Though his strength was formidable, it was still no match for her swordsmanship; he was easily crushed.

Bang!

The next moment, the Grand Elder’s back slammed into a pile of rubble. He coughed up mouthfuls of blood, his face pale.

Having been struck by lightning for a long time and then fighting the Qilin Beast and Azure Dragon Beast, he was already severely injured. Now, crushed by her sword aura, he felt completely limp, without a shred of strength.

“Ahem, madam, please stop!”

Then an awkward voice rang out, and a middle-aged man landed.

“Patriarch!”

Seeing him, the surrounding elders all clasped their fists in unison.

It was the Zhang family patriarch, the father of the young prodigy, the Rising Sword Saint.

The two of them had known Zhang Xuan was in the Zhang family and rushed back with all their might, cutting the travel time short, but they were still too late.

“Stop? Didn’t you hear that man’s order?”

Dream Sword Saint’s expression darkened, her delicate eyebrows raised.

“I did… that’s why I didn’t stop you! Look at him now—if you keep going, he’ll probably die! Let’s first ask what happened before anything else!”

Scratching his head, Rising Sword Saint gave an awkward smile.

“Hmph!”

Dream Sword Saint flicked her sleeve, too lazy to say more.

Seeing she wouldn’t press further, Rising Sword Saint sighed in relief and quickly turned to the Grand Elder not far away: “What exactly happened? Why did you issue the Grand Elder’s order to kill Zhang Xuan?”

“Reporting to the Patriarch, this Zhang Xuan came to the Zhang family and wreaked havoc, destroying everything… The Grand Elder had no choice but to give the order!”

Zhang Wuchen hastily clasped his fists.

“Wreaked havoc?” Rising Sword Saint paused, pointing around: “You mean all these ruins are his doing?”

Upon arriving, he had seen the entire Zhang family collapsed and was wondering what had happened. Now it turned out Zhang Xuan was responsible.

“Yes, it was him!”

Zhang Wuchen gritted his teeth: “Our Zhang family’s ten-thousand-year legacy…”

“This…”

Rising Sword Saint was stunned, then couldn’t help looking at his wife beside him: “That reminds me of you…”

His wife loved to cause destruction. After marrying into the Zhang family, she often stirred up trouble. Now this Zhang Xuan seemed even worse—his destructive power appeared to be on another level…

“It’s just some buildings. Knocking them down doesn’t warrant killing—is that the Zhang family’s style? Believe me, I’ll tear down your ancestral hall right now…”

Dream Sword Saint raised her delicate eyebrows, sword aura swirling around her.

What nonsense!

So what if some buildings collapsed?

What’s the big deal?

Believe me, I’ll dig up your ancestral graves right now!

“This… it’s not about the buildings…”

The Grand Elder finally recovered. Seeing Dream Sword Saint’s demeanor, he knew this woman truly dared to do anything. If he didn’t explain clearly, she might actually dig up their ancestral graves. His face flushed red as he hurriedly explained.

“Then what is it?” Dream Sword Saint narrowed her eyes.

“It’s… I know what you’re thinking. You must think this Zhang Xuan is him… To tell you the truth, he’s not! I’ve already tested his bloodline and soul—he has nothing to do with the Zhang family…”

Knowing her thoughts, the Grand Elder said.

“Bloodline? Hmph, you dare speak of bloodline?”

Dream Sword Saint sneered.

“Even if we set aside bloodline, I saw with my own eyes that he used the Soul Witch Art and even a treasure of the Alien Spirit race. If I’m not mistaken, he is very likely not human but an Alien Spirit!”

Gritting his teeth, the Grand Elder said.

“Soul Witch Art?”

“Alien Spirit treasure?”

Rising Sword Saint and Dream Sword Saint exchanged glances, both startled.

Originally, they had thought this Zhang Xuan must be their lost child, but it turned out he was a Soul Witch.

“Indeed, the Soul Witch Art is insidious—I don’t need to elaborate. You both know that. I clearly saw his soul leave his body, and he even used an Alien Spirit treasure to attack me. This deep crater was made by that treasure. If you don’t believe me, look—there’s still the killing aura of the Alien Spirit race swirling inside!”

The Grand Elder pointed ahead.

The two quickly looked.

The crater before them was several hundred meters wide. Though filled with rubble, their strength allowed them to discern the lingering aura of the Alien Spirit race.

Alien Spirit artifacts required killing intent to activate; humans couldn’t use them. If he could, could it be that this Zhang Xuan really wasn’t their child but an Alien Spirit?

“This is indeed the aura of the Alien Spirit race. What exactly happened?”

Having confirmed it, Rising Sword Saint couldn’t help asking.

“It’s like this…”

The Grand Elder quickly recounted the sword technique challenge and how the man had triggered a lightning tribulation.

“An Entering Void tribulation that drew lightning even more massive than a Universe Void tribulation?”

After hearing the explanation, Rising Sword Saint looked at the lightning-scarred ground, feeling somber.

If his child were still alive, he would surely be a peerless genius. But… to attract such a huge lightning tribulation at the Domain Realm and survive it—that was probably beyond even him!

Could it really be, as the other said, an Alien Spirit in disguise?

“Isn’t he Master Yang’s student? Why not ask Master Yang to clarify?”

Dream Sword Saint snorted.

“Right, let’s ask Master Yang!”

Rising Sword Saint nodded: “But Master Yang is in seclusion and shouldn’t be disturbed for now…”

Boom!

Before he finished, a majestic aura shot into the sky, pressing down on the surroundings until all was silent.

“Master Yang has come out of seclusion…”

Feeling this power, everyone’s eyes lit up, and they hurriedly flew over.

They saw an old man suspended in the air, his body’s power flickering, his realm impossible to discern.

“Master Yang!”

Seeing him, everyone clasped their fists.

“Mm.” Master Yang smiled slightly.

“Master Yang, I have a question. There is a young man named Zhang Xuan who claims to be your student. May I ask… when did you take him in?”

After exchanging pleasantries, the Grand Elder couldn’t help asking.