I have changed my destiny and become an unparalleled immortal.

puff!

Gu Chengfeng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

His chest was sunken, but his hand, gripping the sword hilt tightly, never loosened its grip.

He held the black sword, his body trembling slightly, yet he stubbornly stood up again.

He stood firmly before Gu Yun's grave, like an insurmountable city wall.

"Anyone who wants to disturb this grave... well, they'll have to step over my corpse first!"

Huangfu Lingzhi's eyes were filled with ferocity as he spoke.

"Then I'll grant your wish!"

Then a top-grade flying sword hovered above his head, gleaming with dazzling light, and locked onto Gu Chengfeng's brow.

Just when Gu Chengfeng was about to perish together with him, at this critical moment...

"Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, break!"

Boom!

High above in the sky, there was a bolt of purple lightning.

It struck precisely at the flying sword piloted by Huangfu Ling.

In an instant, the top-grade magical artifact emitted a sound like a mournful cry before falling to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful and alluring purple figure appeared.

She led five elite members of the Zixu Sect, descending like divine warriors to Gu Chengfeng's side.

Luo Ling'er, the number one prodigy of the Zixu Sect.

She held a purple longsword in her hand.

"Grandpa... Ling'er has come to take you home..."

Luo Ling'er suppressed her tears.

He suddenly turned around, pointing his sword at Huangfu Ling and the other so-called prodigies.

Her stunningly beautiful face was filled with a chilling murderous intent.

She declared, "I am Luo Ling'er of the Zixu Sect! If anyone dares to disturb this tomb, even in the slightest way, our Zixu Sect will be irreconcilably opposed to them and will never let this go."

Huangfu Ling was taken aback.

He then burst into loud, unrestrained laughter.

He laughed and said, "Purple Void Sect? Luo Ling'er? This is truly laughable. A lowly boy calls the people inside 'father,' while you, the number one prodigy of the Purple Void Sect, call them 'grandfather.' Could it be that this tomb contains your common ancestor? Hahaha!"

"Alright, then let's go to our graves together with this brat."

Huangfu Ling had lost his patience.

A barrage of spells swept in, instantly engulfing Luo Ling'er and Gu Chengfeng.

"Block it!"

Luo Ling'er shouted loudly.

But the enemies are too many and too strong!

boom!

The defensive formation of the Zixu Sect was forcibly torn apart.

Luo Ling'er's shoulder was touched by the poisonous gas of the Poison Girl from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and half of her body immediately went numb.

Gu Chengfeng was struck in the chest by Huangfu Lingzhi's palm and fell heavily to his knees.

Huangfu Ling's face was contorted with rage.

"Die!"

Two purple-gold energy blades materialized in his hands and swiftly slashed down towards Gu Chengfeng and Luo Ling'er's necks.

They're in dire straits!

but.

Boom!

Rumble!!!

The earth trembled.

The grave suddenly exploded.

boom!

A large hand suddenly appeared and abruptly grabbed Huangfu Ling's purple-gold qi blade.

Click.

Like crushing a cookie, it instantly crumbled in that palm.

Immediately afterwards, a sound came.

"You disturbed my grave? And you beat up my son?"

"Who gave you the audacity?!"

Once that sound appeared, the entire tomb exploded completely.

She was tall and slender with a very upright posture, and her long, silver-gray hair was flying wildly.

His face was frozen at the age of about twenty, with an extremely handsome and otherworldly appearance, and a blood-red butterfly mark between his eyebrows.

Gu Yun, after eighteen years, breaks out of his coffin!

"What...what kind of monster is this?!"

"He has an aura... no! The oppressive aura he exudes... he definitely can't be a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

At that moment, the entire venue fell silent.

Huangfu Ling, the Poison Girl of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and all the top geniuses present were so suppressed that they couldn't even move a finger.

Gu Yun scanned the entire room.

He did not look at Gu Chengfeng.

Gu Yun stared at that face, which bore a seven-tenths resemblance to his own.

His face revealed a wildness and stubbornness.

A hint of tenderness flashed deep in Gu Yun's eyes.

"I...have a son?"

He gently patted Gu Chengfeng on the shoulder.

"Hey kid. How's this black sword?"

Gu Chengfeng was taken aback, unsure how to respond.

Gu Yun's lips curled up, and then he continued.

"Leave the rest to me."

Gu Chengfeng stared at the silver-haired man in front of him, who looked not much different from himself.

Amazing.

"Father... Father..."

After calming her son down, Gu Yun turned around.

His eyes fell on Huangfu Ling and the others, many of whom were already pale with fright.

"You...you must not come near me! I am from the Tianyan Sect. My father is Huangfu Jue, the Holy Son of Tianyan. If you dare to kill me, my father will surely tear you to pieces after he emerges from seclusion."

Huangfu Ling’s voice was quite fierce, but he lacked confidence and tried to save his life by relying on his backing.

"Huangfu Jue?"

Upon hearing this name, Gu Yun felt a surge of emotion.

However, she became engrossed in the moment again.

Gu Yun's murderous intent, which seemed almost tangible, froze in mid-air for a moment.

Looking at the group of trembling geniuses from various sects below, who were almost about to wet their pants, he couldn't help but have many thoughts running through his mind.

"Never mind..."

Gu Yun sighed deeply in his heart.

Having lived two lives, my mental age is already over a hundred years old, and now I even have a son.

With her body made of crystal and jade, she naturally had no fear of any open or hidden attacks.

But if we were to go on a killing spree here today and slaughter all the last remaining members of these top forces, what would happen if those old monsters in the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages went berserk and targeted their own children?

Becoming a parent changes your mindset.

If one's murderous aura is too strong, it will ultimately bring retribution upon one's descendants.

Gu Yun lowered his eyes slightly, completely concealing the terrifying pressure emanating from his body.

"call!"

Huangfu Ling originally thought he was going to die, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Gu Yun ignored him and turned to look at Luo Ling'er beside her.

Luo Ling'er was staring blankly at the strange twenty-year-old youth in front of her.

Although the silver hair was familiar, the appearance and aura were completely different from the old man in the abandoned alchemy room back then.

She clutched the hem of her dress, fidgeting for a long time, her pretty face flushed, before tentatively calling out:

"Grandpa...?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yun couldn't help but smile.

He stepped forward and casually ruffled Luo Ling'er's hair.

"Little girl, you've grown up."

Feeling that familiar tone, Luo Ling'er's eyes welled up with tears, and the sense of unfamiliarity in her heart instantly vanished.

She sniffed, but didn't flinch, letting Gu Yun rub her head.

Gu Yun looked up and glanced around.

This secret realm has been depleted of spiritual energy, and all the rare flowers and exotic plants have withered.

The spiritual energy here has been completely absorbed by him and that mysterious black egg.

"It seems that this secret realm is completely ruined."

Gu Yun shook his head, then looked at Gu Chengfeng beside him and whispered the instructions:

"Wind, put that egg away, we should go out."

"Yes, Father!"

The group marched in a grand procession toward the secret realm rift.

……

Beyond the secret realm, beneath the vast sky.

The various patriarchs and sect leaders are on high alert.

As the crack flashed with light, everyone held their breath, preparing to guide their own prodigy.

However, when Gu Yun led Gu Chengfeng and Luo Ling'er, followed by a group of geniuses, out of the rift, the entire sky outside was deathly silent for a full ten breaths!

"This...this..."

Luo Zhen, the sect leader of the Zixu Sect, stared wide-eyed.

Simply put, they're too young.

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, the master of the Blood Fiend Valley, and others stared as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

That silver-haired youth… the features between his brows, that familiar, domineering aura…

Reverse aging?

But the first to react was Mo Qianyan, who was standing at the very front.

Eighteen years.

When she saw that living, even younger and more handsome figure emerge from the crack, her mind went blank.

"Clang!"

A sword rang out.

To Gu Yun's utter surprise, the moment he stepped out of the secret realm, Mo Qianyan instantly transformed into a cold glint, her sword pointing at Gu Yun's throat!

The entire audience gasped in shock. What the hell was going on now?

Mo Qianyan's eyes were red-rimmed, and her hand holding the sword was trembling violently.

She stared intently at Gu Yun, and her telepathic message suddenly exploded in Gu Yun's mind:

"Speak! Who are you?! My husband died eighteen years ago, and I buried him with my own hands! If you dare to take over his body, I will fight to the death to reduce you to ashes! Tell me... where is the birthmark on my body?"

Gu Yun was startled when the sword was pointed at him, then gave a bitter laugh to himself.

Indeed, back then, when he was completely exhausted and dead, she was the one who buried him.

Now that he's suddenly appeared in this state, anyone would suspect that he's an old monster in disguise.

Faced with this potentially disastrous question, Gu Yun remained completely calm.

His gaze roamed freely over Mo Qianyan's graceful figure.

Finally, his gaze fell on Mo Qianyan's pert and round buttocks, and he even deliberately lingered there for two seconds.

Mo Qianyan was struck dumb, her whole body stiffening abruptly.

That icy, beautiful face instantly flushed a delicate blush, which spread all the way to her ears.

Clang!

Sheathed the Snow Jade Sword.

Amidst the horrified gazes of all the sect elders and sect leaders present, Mo Qianyan, the Great Elder of the Killing God Cold Moon Palace and the Ice and Snow Sword Master, recklessly threw herself into Gu Yun's arms like an ordinary little woman!

"You bastard...you bastard..."

Mo Qianyan buried her face in his chest, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably.

Gu Yun's gaze softened, and he reached out to hold her trembling body tightly, resting his chin on her hair.

"Qianyan, I'm back."

Gu Chengfeng watched this scene from the side, his eyes reddening, but the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile.

Tianyan Saint Son Huangfu Jue saw that Huangfu Ling was not dead.

Huangfu Jue looked at Gu Yun with gratitude in his eyes.

Nobody knows how he got through those eighteen years!

Since Gu Yun's death, Mo Qianyan has gone completely mad. Her Forgetful Sword Dao is incredibly powerful, and in recent years, whenever the Tianyan Sect has any conflict with the Hanyue Palace...

None of them had a good ending.

Huangfu Jue lived in constant fear, terrified that one day this madwoman would drag the entire Hanyue Palace down with the Tianyan Sect.

Now that Gu Yun has been resurrected, this terrifying woman might finally calm down.

Gu Yun didn't kill his own son; that's an immense favor!

Huangfu Jue gritted his teeth, took out an extremely exquisite purple-gold jade bottle from his bosom, put on a smile, and stepped forward, saying:

"Congratulations, Brother Gu! Your family is reunited! This bottle contains two top-grade Youth Preservation Pills, treasures of my Heavenly Evolution Sect. Today, I present them to Brother Gu and Fairy Mo as a token of my respect!"

After saying that, Huangfu Jue very tactfully tossed the jade bottle to Gu Yun.

Gu Yun reached out and took the jade bottle.

For cultivators, the Youth-Preserving Pill might not improve their cultivation level, but for female cultivators, it is a more deadly temptation than immortal artifacts.

Gu Yun lowered his head and glanced at Mo Qianyan, who was still sobbing in his arms.

Mo Qianyan felt his gaze, lifted her head from his chest, glanced at the purple-gold jade bottle with red eyes, and then nodded almost imperceptibly like a spoiled wife.

Upon seeing this, Gu Yun couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He tucked the jade bottle into his robes, looked up at Huangfu Jue, and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Holy Son Huangfu."

Even the Tianyan Sect, with whom they had a deep-seated grudge in the past, took the initiative to bow their heads and show goodwill.

How could the patriarchs and sect leaders of the surrounding sects dare to be negligent?

The main reason is that I don't want to be targeted by this woman.

They all offered their congratulations.