Chapter 318 Returning to the Master's Sect (Part 3)

The powerful pressure from the life cultivator soon emanated from Huan Yin, and even with the strong murderous aura he had accumulated for many years, it pressed towards the Wuliangmen traitors such as Tai**.

Huan Yin's momentum suddenly rose, which shocked everyone on the opposite side, but they still subconsciously thought that Huan Yin was too arrogant, and they all released their own cultivation power to press back at Huan Yin.

In the blink of an eye, the power of both sides collided with each other, and even though the pressure was invisible, it made a roaring sound. However, the pressure of more than 200 people on the opposite side was completely vulnerable to Huan Yin. Before they could react, their own aura was completely swallowed up, and they were instantly enveloped by Huan Yin's aura.

Everyone spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at Huan Yin in shock, especially Tai** who was standing in the front. He looked like he had seen a ghost.

"You...you..." As an old-generation cultivator of Wuliangmen, Tai** was not very skilled, but he still had some experience. At this moment, the breath coming from Huanyin was exactly the breath of the soul. How could he not distinguish it?

Moreover, the murderous aura exuded by Huanyin was so strong that he could not imagine how many people had died at his hands.

Did the waste in his eyes become a life cultivator in just a few decades? The kind-hearted disciple who made him think he was too weak and kind turned out to be a murderer?

Except for Tai** who said the word "you", no one else spoke. They all saw that even Tai** was injured in an instant by Huanyin's cultivation power and did not even have the qualifications to resist.

It turned out that the legend was still a legend, and the height Huanyin had reached was far beyond their imagination. On the contrary, looking at himself, he was no longer qualified to speak in front of Huanyin.

"You, a traitor to the sect, are not qualified to mention my master's name!" Huan Yin glared at Tai ** Ren, and the pressure from him increased again at this moment, causing Tai ** Ren to spurt blood again. He was actually unstable and knelt in front of Huan Yin with a "thump".

"Don't think that if you were born a few years earlier, you could always be someone else's elder. A traitor like you is no longer worthy of calling yourself a Wuliang disciple, but a dog of Yijianfeng!"

"My master used to call you 'Uncle Master' because you are still a fellow disciple. Now that you have betrayed the sect, you still have the nerve to call yourself 'Uncle Master'?" Huan Yin continued.

Tai ** Ren didn't expect that one day he would be forced to kneel in front of the "waste" of the past. He was depressed, but was suppressed by Huan Yin's breath and couldn't even open his mouth. He could only breathe heavily.

Huan Yin's killing intent at this moment couldn't be more obvious. Many disciples behind the Tai** people were overwhelmed by Huan Yin's momentum and actually knelt down and cried, "Brother Huan... No, Brother Huan, calm down. We are all from the same sect, why do we have to do this?"

The first person spoke, and someone immediately followed up, "Yes, Brother Huan, it's all the fault of Yijianfeng. They are powerful and we have no choice. Please show mercy, Brother Huan. As long as we work together, we can still rebuild Wuliangmen. Brother Huan has a high level of cultivation and of course he deserves to sit on the position of the sect master!"

Such flattery and begging for mercy were endless, but Huan Yin sneered when he heard it. What qualifications do these fence-sitters have to practice Taoism and call themselves Wuliangmen disciples?

And talking about rebuilding Wuliangmen, what a joke!

"If you have anything else to say, go to the Nine Springs and tell the ancestors of Wuliangmen!" There was no point in saying more. Huan Yin took out the Yin Sword and said, "Xiaotian, let me and my brothers work together to clean up the Wuliangmen!"

After a short while, Huan Yin walked down the mountain road from the main peak of Wuliangmen.

In the rage of Huan Yin and Xiaotian, all the traitors of Wuliangmen were strangled by the Yin Qi of the Yin Sword and died miserably. Especially Tai**, the leader of the sect's traitors, Huan Yin tortured him to death and cut off his head and placed it in front of the Wuliang Palace, so that even if he died, he would always repent to the Wuliang Palace!

After doing all this, Huan Yin suddenly felt lonely. The sect's traitors were completely eliminated, but Wuliangmen no longer existed and would never come back.

He wanted to go to the Sword Pavilion to take a look. That was where he entered the Tao and where his closest relatives in the sect had lived.

Maybe this is the last time in his life that he will go to Jiange to worship his master. When he turns around and leaves, everything that once existed here will no longer be remembered except Huanyin and Xiaotian themselves, and everything will truly disappear.

Slowly walking up the mountain road that he had walked countless times in his memory, Huanyin's mood became more and more sad. The road here is still so tortuous. Huanyin remembers that when he first entered Jiange and had not yet cultivated, it was a bit strenuous to walk this road.

However, every time he walked here before, he was happy in his heart, because he knew that his master Duan Yun, who took him in, would be waiting for him in Jiange at the end of the road.

But now, there is no life on the mountain road, and it is dead silent. Only the weeds on both sides are constantly spreading towards the center of the road, which means that Jiange may have been abandoned for a long time.

It is estimated that it has been abandoned for decades. Under such a drastic change, who would care about Jiange, a place that has long been lonely?

Huanyin kept climbing the stairs, and the familiar scene kept appearing in his eyes.

"Elder brother, you are back!" High up the mountain road, a pretty girl with a light yellow color stood there, looking at Huan Yin with a smile on her face.

However, before the joy on Huan Yin's face had fully formed, the girl slowly faded away and eventually turned into nothing.

Finally, Huan Yin finished walking the mountain road, and a gate appeared in front of him - the gate of Jiange.

The door was completely destroyed. One of the doors fell to the ground and was badly damaged. The other door was also half-hanging there. It looked like it might not be able to hold up for long.

Tears slowly flashed in Huan Yin's eyes. He approached the door and raised his hand to gently rub the door.

"Elder brother, you are back. Come and take care of Xiaotian. I can't take care of him anymore!" Gao Shan's voice came from inside the door. Huan Yin looked around and seemed to see another honest man standing there. There, I felt three parts helpless and seven parts smiling.

"Junior Brother Gao..." Huan Yin walked over and wanted to catch him, but before he could move two steps, Gao Shan disappeared on the platform outside the sword pavilion.

The platform was empty and overgrown with weeds, making it a completely dilapidated scene.

Huan Yin took two steps forward, came to the edge of the platform, and looked into the distance.

There is no sun today, but back then, he sat here and realized the power of the early sun and the magic of tearing the night apart.

"In your opinion, what is Chuyang?" A cold voice sounded from behind Huan Yin.

Huan Yin was startled and turned around quickly, but saw nothing.

"Uncle Ye..." Huan Yin murmured softly, the sadness in his eyes could no longer be concealed, and tears fell down his cheeks.

Huan Yin once again looked deeply into the distance for a while, as if he knew that he might never have such an opportunity again. Then he turned around and walked towards a sword furnace that had fallen to the ground on the platform.

"Yin'er, the master is forging swords here. You must watch carefully and don't get distracted!" Duan Yun, dressed as a weapon master, seemed to appear next to the sword furnace again.

Huan Yin walked to the sword stove, knelt on the ground with a pop, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, this disciple is unfilial, and he is finally back!"

After that, he banged his head at the sword furnace three times, his face already full of tears.

After a long time, Huan Yin stood up again. Then he carefully straightened the completely damaged sword furnace that had fallen to the ground, and began to reassemble the various parts of the sword furnace bit by bit.

Unfortunately, the more he tried to combine it, the more he discovered that the sword furnace was too seriously damaged, and even many missing parts could no longer be recovered.

In this way, Huan Yin was messing with himself on the platform for a long time, but finally he took his hand away and with a "boom", the sword furnace fell down on its own and could not stand up again.

The sadness on Huan Yin's face became heavier. He turned to face the attic of Jiange and knelt down again: "Huan Yin, the descendant of Jiange, was unfilial and failed to live and die with Jiange. The disciple came late!"

After saying that, Huan Yin's head hit the ground hard again. This situation is just like the time when Jiange suffered great changes for the first time and Duan Yun was left alone. But now, Jiange's situation is even worse than before.

The attic of Jiange is still standing there, but it is severely damaged, probably due to the last stand of Karen Ye, Gao Shan, Li Xianyue and Xiaotian.

The Jiange Pavilion, which used to be full of life, is now lifeless and gloomy, like a ghost building.

Huan Yin's heart was as sharp as a knife, and he took two steps forward and walked into the building.

Everything in the front hall of the sword pavilion was destroyed, whether it was tables, chairs or other things, they were all staggered. It was obvious that someone from Yijian Peak had been here after the destruction of the sword pavilion, probably to remove the martial arts books and even the treasures and spiritual stones in the sword pavilion. Wait until it's all looted.

Seeing such a scene, Huan Yin's body was instantly filled with murderous intent.

"Yijianfeng, the things in my sword pavilion are not something you can touch!" Huan Yin gritted his teeth, and his hatred for Yijianfeng became even deeper.

At this moment, a loud "rumbling" sound suddenly came from the sky. Huan Yin noticed it, turned around and saw countless monks standing faintly in the sky on the edge of the sky, and behind these monks In the middle, there are countless huge magic weapons and spiritual beasts, and the momentum looks extremely amazing.

The sect war in Yangzhou has begun!