Chaos God's Nest

All the brilliance between heaven and earth dissipated, leaving only Yan Xiaohuang standing alone in the void.

At this moment, the place where the three Tianwu realm monks died was filled with nothingness.

Afterwards, Yan Xiaohuang took out the storage bag containing the bodies of all the saint clan disciples and elders, looked down at the storage bag, and said softly: "I have killed all the culprits! Elder Yan Tie! And there are Everyone who died! You...can rest in peace!"

When he saw Qing'er again, Yan Xiaohuang just stood there with a slow smile, his eyes were clear, he was dressed in white, and his whole body was bathed in sunshine.

Qing'er's body could not stop trembling slowly. She covered her lips with her hands, her eyes sparkling.

She finally saw the boy she had longed for again, with the same bright smile as before.

"Sister Qing'er! I'm back!" Yan Xiaohuang finally spoke and said with a smile.

"Xiao Huangzi! Is it really you?" Qing'er said with a trembling voice.

"Of course it's me! It's true! Why can't you recognize me after not seeing each other for two years? Haha!" Yan Xiaohuang said, spreading his hands and turning around in a circle.

Hearing this, Qing'er also slowly stepped forward, stretched out her hand and gently touched Yan Xiaohuang's cheek.

"It's really you!" She threw herself into Yan Xiaohuang's arms and said excitedly.

"Miss said that you went to the sea area. I heard that there is a lot of chaos there now. I am really worried about your safety!" Qing'er said with a trembling voice.

"Haha, I'm back!" A smile appeared on Yan Xiaohuang's face, and he stretched out his hand to gently pat Qing'er's back and comforted her.

Just as Yan Xiaohuang finished speaking, Qing'er suddenly broke away from Yan Xiaohuang's arms, then took two steps back to widen the distance between the two.

"You are really strong now, you are no longer the little guard you once were!" Qing'er said softly with a look of loneliness in her eyes.

Regarding this, Yan Xiaohuang also bowed his head and remained silent for a long time.

How could he not understand the meaning of Qing'er's words? He is no longer as weak as he was back then. On the other hand, Qing'er is still the little maid she once was, and the status between the two has been completely different.

"But I'm still the same me before!" Yan Xiaohuang sighed softly.

"Senior brother!"

At this time, Yan Keke also walked up and looked at Yan Xiaohuang, with a strange color flickering in her eyes.

"Thank you!" she said softly.

For some reason, when she saw Yan Xiaohuang, Yan Keke remembered what her ancestor Yan Qiongshan told her.

"Stay away from him! You must stay away from him! He is not an alien! I once spent a lot of money to deduce his future with secret methods. I saw him standing on a strange divine bridge, with rivers of blood and corpses in front and behind him. There are countless strong men buried there all over the place! Your talent is far inferior to his, and you will end up in an unknown fate sooner or later if you follow him! Remember! Remember!"

"I...how should I choose? Do I really want to stay away from him?" Yan Keke said with trembling heart.

Seeing Yan Keke's expression, Yan Xiaohuang also slowly shook his head. He also knew what Yan Qiongshan said to Yan Keke before he died in Master Rabbit's mirror image.

"Haha! Isn't it safe to follow me?" Yan Xiaohuang said with a wry smile.

If what Yan Qiongshan said was true, then Yan Xiaohuang was actually relieved. It was indeed true. Sooner or later, it would be uncertain with him, so he would rather sever ties with everyone completely to avoid affecting them in the future.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent. Upon seeing this, Yan Qingtian, the leader of the Lieyang Saint Clan, hurried forward to break the silence.

"Not bad!" He smiled and patted Yan Xiaohuang's shoulder, "Even I have to look up to you now. It seems that I made the right bet back then!"

"Patriarch!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang bowed respectfully to Yan Qingtian.

Seeing this, Yan Qingtian also smiled slightly, and then said: "You are far stronger than me now. In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected, so you don't need to be like this!"

"Clan leader, have you forgotten? I once swore an oath to always be a member of the Lieyang Saint Clan. If you say this, don't you mean that I will be punished by heaven and earth for violating my oath?" Yan Xiaohuang said with a smile.

"Hahaha! Okay, okay!" Yan Qingtian did not refute, looking at Yan Xiaohuang with a look of relief in his eyes.

In the next few days, with Yan Xiaohuang's protection, the saints arrived at the temple safely.

Sure enough, as Yan Qiongshan said, when he learned about the arrival of the Lieyang Saint Clan, the palace master Huang Que not only did not refuse, but was very happy.

"I was also wrong about what happened back then. I should have told Senior Brother Lieyang's son everything. Otherwise, he would not have left with Lieyang's lineage!" Huang Que said slowly, shaking his head with a look of sadness.

"Master, what happened back then? Why did Lieyang's lineage choose to leave?" Yan Xiaohuang took the opportunity to ask.

"Hey! I didn't want to bring up the old matter again. Since you asked, let me tell you. In fact, this is mainly about the ancient Immortal Sutra!"

Back then, the previous master of the temple, Lietian, and Huangque's master, were also Yan Xiaohuang's master. His meritorious deeds were closely related to nature, and his cultivation was earth-shattering.

At the time of the last great catastrophe in the wilderness, the wilderness was in turmoil and countless great opportunities appeared. The old man went out to fight for the opportunities. With his astonishing ability, he successfully seized a fragment of the Fighting Immortal Scripture and wanted to establish it as the first chapter of the ancient temple. The four inherited treasures.

At that time, Huang Que was still young, but he had already risen to prominence in the temple. Later, he became famous in the nine regions and was powerful in all directions because of the battle between the Immortal Sects of Ten Thousand Races after the Great Tribulation.

It just so happened that the old temple master was approaching his end of life, and it was necessary to choose the next successor of the ancient temple.

At first, the old man intended to pass on the position of palace master to his son Lieyang, who was also Huang Que's senior brother and the ancestor of the Lieyang Saint Clan. But when he thought about it, Huang Que's talent was not low, and his strength was not inferior to his own. Son, out of justice, the old man also made trouble.

In fact, at that time, there were a total of four candidates for the successor of the palace master, one was Lieyang, the second was Huangque, the third was Ziyue, and the fourth was Binglan. These four disciples were all talented people who were rare in the world. Qualified to inherit the throne of the temple.

It was just that Ziyue and Binglan chose to give up. They had never been interested in power and decided to give up their inheritance qualifications. This made the original palace masters choose Lieyang and Huangque.

Later, the old temple master thought of a way, which was to choose the true successor of the temple master based on who could comprehend the temple's inherited treasures first.

What Huang Que obtained was the Ancient Desolation of Heaven Technique, while Lieyang obtained the Ancient Desolation of Heaven-Repairing Technique. The two techniques were not much different in terms of difficulty of comprehension.

Later, Senior Brother Lieyang's talent was obviously higher, and he understood the Heaven-Mending Technique faster than Huang Que, and then obtained the position of Palace Master.

"Ah? If that's the case, then why is Master you the current palace master?" Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang also scratched his head and asked in confusion.

Hearing Yan Xiaohuang's question, Huang Que also sighed deeply, and then said: "Hey! Actually, this is the problem!"