The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

Seeing that Lei Haotian was motionless again, his breath disappeared without a trace.

Hu Yanming pursed his lower lip, thinking back to how good and indulgent his senior brother had been to him over the years. His nose felt sore and he raised his head and cried out "wow".

"Brother Haotian, please don't go, don't go..."

As Feng Wanli passed by Hu Yanming, he reached out and gently patted the latter's shoulder, saying, "While Senior Brother is here, you can cry and make a fuss. As long as you don't go too far, Senior Brother will cover for you. But if Senior Brother is no longer around... Hu Yanming, when His Excellency Haotian was the Holy Son, I never saw him cry. So, don't forget what His Excellency Haotian said."

He took a deep breath and looked at the motionless Lei Haotian in front of him. Sadness was hard to hide in his eyes. He thought deeply, "Wind and thunder may not speak the same language, but they can resonate."

"Lord Haotian, please allow me to help you in the end!"

Feng Wanli summoned a few wisps of breeze, gently wrapped around Lei Haotian's broken body, slowly raised his hands, lifted Lei Haotian up, and slowly sent him into the thunder amid Huyan Ming's childish cries.

"Brother Haotian, please come back... I promise not to compete with you for the Holy Son... Wooah, I swear, I will listen to you from now on and never go against you again. It's good that you come back, Brother..."

"Look within, look forward, live in the sunshine..."

The young monk walked over to Hu Yanming, who was rubbing his eyes and crying uncontrollably, and sighed, "Donor Hu Yan, you don't necessarily have to lose something to grow, but it's often only after you truly lose something that you realize how precious it is to have it. Donor, cheer up."

"Don't let the little mouse down."

"Go away, go away..."

Hu Yanming, like a child who had suffered great injustice, pushed the little monk away with all his might, twitching his nose and crying, "If it weren't for you, why would Senior Brother Haotian leave me?"

"It's all your fault... Woohoo, give me back my Senior Brother Haotian..."

"The donor hates me simply because he thinks I have the ability but chose to stand by and watch."

The young monk sighed and finally revealed the whole truth: "But actually, I had met Little Mouse long before you were born into this world."

"Back then, he was even shorter than you. I watched him grow up and witnessed firsthand the hardships he went through. I know all the suffering and hardship he endured."

"But now that I see him like this, how can I not be sad?"

"It's not that I chose to stand by and watch, but..."

The young monk said earnestly, "The little mouse accepted the fate he was born into."

"He was born into this world, destined to protect you from disaster. The theory of cause and effect has always been like this. You may not believe in fate, you may not believe in destiny, but please believe..."

"Little Mouse did this for you."

"He doesn't have to go. It won't affect him in any way. But if he doesn't go, one of you and him will have to leave the relationship sadly."

"You are bad, you are all bad..."

Hu Yanming's eyes were red and swollen from crying. "You are so powerful, and with Yan Huang here, how could you not save Senior Brother Haotian? It's you who are the ones who watched him die without helping!"

"Save him, you die. Save you, he dies."

The Flame Emperor said expressionlessly, "Save both of them, or we will all die together. It's your choice."

"I don't care! I want Senior Brother Haotian to live!"

Hu Yanming shouted back.

"But he wants you to live and thrive."

The Emperor of Flame seemed ruthless, and his tone was exceptionally cold, but every word he spoke struck directly into Huyan Ming's heart: "Even if he can't see you grow, he's willing to do so."

"Remember, no one asked him to do this, and no one forced him to do this, but he still did it. This was his choice, a choice he made for you."

Hu Yanming lowered his head, clenched his hands tightly, tears streaming down his face, and sobbed continuously.

"Senior Brother's eyes won't always be on you."

The little monk clearly looks like a child.

But at this moment, his face was amiable, and he patiently comforted Hu Yanming, the only person present who looked childish but hadn't grown up at heart. He said, "But his heartfelt advice and earnest teachings from the past will always be with you for the rest of your life."

Huyan Ming rubbed his red eyes and cried loudly with all his might, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances that he had hidden in his heart for all these years in one breath.

His senior brothers and sisters looked down on him, thinking that he had gained the favor of the sect leader because of his special qualities, even though he had tried his best to do his best and used his strength to defeat those who looked down on him one after another.

His cultivation is far ahead, much higher than his peers.

But in the eyes of those people...

But he is still not as good as the sect's saint who also has a special physique.

Huyan Ming really wanted to tell them that the improvement brought by physical fitness was actually not as exaggerated as imagined, and the sect leader had explained and emphasized countless times that only perseverance and persistence were the top priorities of cultivation.

However, they would rather believe that a servant could climb up to the position of the Son of God step by step from the bottom, rather than believe that he relied on his own efforts rather than the so-called thunder body.

Even make fun of his appearance from time to time...

Behind his back, people always called him "little devil" or "short and fat"...

When he thought that his senior brothers and sisters looked down on his special physique, these people turned to curry favor with the Son of God who also had a special physique. When he thought that he could not fit in with his senior brothers and sisters because of his short stature, the Son of God with his youthful appearance was greatly welcomed by these people.

He has the strength and the physique.

The leader is also short, old, and ugly...

But no one dared to say bad things about him behind his back.

Later he understood.

These people simply hated him.

Because in their minds, there is only that one person who is the Holy Son of Mingshen Sect from beginning to end.

It was he who made them feel a sense of crisis.

It was simply because he was too popular, almost rivaling that monster who started out as a menial worker, struggled his way through the ranks, and finally defeated all the disciples in the sect, and won the title of Holy Son with his unparalleled style.

The Mingshen Sect doesn't look at physique, talent, or background...

If genius can be compared to a shining piece of gold.

Then the Mingshen Sect is magnificent and golden.

Here, strength is the foundation that transcends everything.

Without strength, no matter how powerful you are, it will be useless.

But Hu Yanming knew that on this point alone, he would never be able to surpass the Son of God in his entire life.

As early as the first time they met, he knew that the Thunder Lord, the invincible Mingzong Saint Son, who was rumored to be invincible, would never be surpassed in his lifetime...

But this person whom he disliked but also made him feel inferior to was his senior brother, who indulged him in every way, supervised his progress in cultivation, and asked whether he had adapted to the life in the sect.

He took away the limelight and the position that should have belonged to him, but he still acted hypocritically and indifferently. It was simply murderous and heartbreaking. How disgusting it is!

But when this annoying person really left, he suddenly realized that the only person who was truly kind to him was gone and would never come back.

No wonder his senior brothers and sisters don’t like him.

Who could like such a hateful brat like him...

bang——

The flames bounced off Lao Ba's body, revealing a new set of armor that was newer, more domineering, and more powerful than before. This was an autonomous upgrade of the Red Lotus Armor after Lao Ba absorbed the power of the Flame Emperor. It directly entered the supreme form - Red Lotus Lord from the original basic form!

Feel the powerful yet torturous force within your body.

Lao Ba’s confidence increased greatly, but his confidence did not come entirely from Yan Huang, nor entirely from himself, but more from his trust in the people around him. He firmly believed that Lei Haotian would not let him down.

He also firmly believes that he himself can become the light in his heart!

"It's time to end the game."

The Lord of Greed had a casual smile on his face, looking calm and composed, always remaining elegant.

Faced with the terrifying Er Lei, the Flame Emperor who achieved enlightenment through fire in ancient times, the incarnation of the mysterious old monk in Baoliantian, and a divine knight who, on the premise of possessing the power given by the Goddess of Dawn, borrowed the power of the Flame God to upgrade his armor to the supreme form.

There is no one else in the world who can be as respectable as the Lord of Greed.

Although the Lord of Greed is not human...

"Hu Yanming!!!"

The sound came from Er Lei, like a thunderclap, resounding through heaven and earth.

Hu Yanming sobbed and looked up at the sky, "I'm here."

"Are you crying again? Did you take my words to heart? You're always crying. How can I be at ease passing on the throne of the Holy Son to you?"

Hu Yanming quickly wiped away his tears, and said stubbornly with a choked voice, "I didn't cry!"

"I've been teaching you so much that you're tired of it, so I have only this one final message for you. Listen carefully... From today on, you, Hu Yanming, are the 153rd Holy Son of the Mingshen Sect. You are personally recommended and appointed by me, Lei Haotian, the previous Holy Son!"

"If anyone disobeys, you are allowed to fight back in self-defense and use thunder as punishment."

"Remember, the rules of the Mingshen Sect are that whoever has the fist has the final say! To challenge the authority of you, Huyan Shengzi, is to question my decision!"

Having said that, Huyan Ming finally experienced the feeling of being recognized, and finally got his wish to become the 153rd Holy Son of Mingshen Sect after Lei Haotian.

"Yes!!!"

At this point, Hu Yanming already understood that Senior Brother Haotian would never come back, so with tears in his eyes, he shouted back, "I will never let anyone question Senior Brother's decision!"

"Hmph, good boy, don't just talk big. I hope you can... do what you say."

There was no formal handover ceremony.

With just one sentence and one approval, Hu Yanming became the Holy Son of Mingshen Sect.

"There's only one chance, one... and that's enough!"

Lao Ba immediately perked up and treated it with all his heart.

--coming soon!

"Everyone in the Western Heaven Region, listen up!!!"

At this moment, Lei Haotian's voice spread to every corner of the Western Heaven Region. When the leader of Ming Sect, who was holding a meeting at Yunfeng in Xuexiang, heard the voice, he turned into lightning and rushed into the sky.

Not only Jing Cangshan, but countless strong men turned into streams of light and rushed into the sky, all of them heard this sound that suddenly exploded like thunder in this world.

"At this moment, record it all for me!"

"The great way of the world is magnificent and majestic, and Ming Shen will live forever in the world. At this moment, I, Lei Haotian, will transcend all living beings and become the only myth throughout the ages!"

"Hahahaha, shout my name loudly!"

"Because I..."

"It is an eternal myth, and it is also the eternity of the sun and moon passing through the sky!"

“Hahahaha, hahahaha…”

Lei Haotian's wild and unrestrained laughter shook the Snow Village and the desert in the Western Region.

"Ye Wentian!!!"

"You're nothing! I can single-handedly defeat a hundred of you!"

Ip Man... Tian? Which Ip Man Tian?

Yan Huang raised his eyebrows, and a big question mark emerged in his mind.

Is it a duplicate name?

"In the history books of time, I should have a significant contribution!"

"Hahahaha, magnificent power of heaven, Qianyuan controls the thunder..."

"Today, look at me, thundering... the universe!!!"

Boom——

The thunder roared, shaking the sky and the earth, and ten-colored thunder poured down like a waterfall.

The Lord of Greed stood with his hands behind his back, watching with a smile as the thunder that had blocked the Lord of Nine Tribulations for nine lifetimes fell, until the incomparably dazzling lightning completely covered him.

“Senior Brother Haotian!!!”

Hu Yanming gathered up all his strength and shouted hysterically.

boom! ! !

The earth was in turmoil and the sky was changing color.

The sun, moon and stars are crumbling, and all things in the world are trembling with fear!

At this moment, Lei Zun became eternal.

The Nine Tribulations Thunder Lord also had a new life.

Zila Zila...

As the thunder gradually dissipated, a dying figure tremblingly climbed up from the huge crater on the ground that looked like it had been hit by a meteorite.

He was in a disheveled state, coughing up blood, his pupils were dilated, and his consciousness was unclear.

"Master... have you... abandoned me..."

The Lord of Greed has vanished, and the Lord of the Dark Demon Hall has become a thing of the past.

The only one who barely survived Erlei was Black Supreme.

This horrific blow could have directly wiped out the Black Supreme forever.

But he survived miraculously!

"why why......"

"Is it because I didn't do well enough..."

The Black Supreme's body was unsteady, his eyes were blank and empty, his lips moved, and he kept muttering: "Why, why... For you, I gave up everything, how could you abandon me..."

"My Lord...My Lord..."

To betray your soul is to betray yourself.

No matter how helpless Black Supreme was in the past, it was all his own choice. He had brought this upon himself and could not blame anyone else.

"Hu Yanming, you, your body..."

Xi Zhaozhao was the first to notice the difference at the scene.

Everyone turned around and looked at the tall, handsome young man, whose eyes were filled with tears. He stood quietly in the same place and looked into the distance at the sky.

"Brother Haotian, I will definitely not let you down!"

The young man's voice was clear and bright, and his expression was firm and resolute.