Chapter 626: Chapter 272: Overbearing Return, All Sides Assemble
"What did you say? Ye Gongzi’s master?"
The instant after Mo Zhuang spoke, not only did Ye Xiaofan tremble all over, but even Yunmo Xi was full of shock.
The Demon Realm is infinitely distant from the Hundred Broken Mountain Range, separated by countless buffer zones, desolate and uninhabited. How could news from the Hundred Broken Mountain Range make its way into the Demon Realm, and directly to the heart of it?
Yet upon hearing this, Mo Zhuang quickly explained, "I don’t know the specifics very well either. It was just that when I passed by the Celestial Demon Hall earlier, I happened to overhear the seniors discussing something. The atmosphere in the hall was very somber."
"Originally, I shouldn’t have eavesdropped, but as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard Senior Nalan mention Ye Gongzi’s master, namely Senior Sword Saint, so I couldn’t help but linger for a while."
While Mo Zhuang was explaining, there was still a visible trace of shock lingering on his face.
Yunmo Xi trembled slightly upon hearing this. Although Mo Zhuang is not a big shot in the Demon Realm, he is the cultivator responsible for managing daily affairs of the Celestial Demon Hall. He is usually free to enter and exit the hall, and given his understanding of Mo Zhuang, Yunmo Xi naturally didn’t doubt his words.
When Ye Xiaofan heard the four words "Senior Sword Saint," his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he stepped forward immediately, full of anxiety: "What did the seniors from the Celestial Demon Hall say? What happened to my master? Tell us, speak up."
At this moment, Ye Xiaofan had completely lost his composure, his expression somewhat frightening. When he left the Divine Sword Sect, his master’s condition was already far from what it once was. Now, more than five years have passed, and without thinking, one could imagine it hadn’t gotten any better.
During these years in the Hundred Broken Mountain Range, the thing Ye Xiaofan feared the most was hearing news about Dugu Nan, because he didn’t know what kind of news he would hear when someone once again mentioned the First Generation Sword Saint.
Hearing about his master’s recent situation in the Demon Realm at this moment, how could he not be instantly thrown into chaos?
However, despite Ye Xiaofan’s urgent questioning, Mo Zhuang was uncertain: "Gongzi, I didn’t quite understand the specifics either. But from the scattered words of Senior Nalan and others, it seems that Senior Sword Saint’s situation is extremely unfavorable. I heard a senior big shot say that the Divine Sword Sect seems to have abandoned the Sword Saint or something."
Boom——!!!
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaofan nearly blacked out, especially Mo Zhuang’s words ’The Divine Sword Sect seems to have abandoned the Sword Saint,’ which were like a thunderclap tearing through the sky, instantly sending Ye Xiaofan into the depths of despair.
The meaning and weight of the words "The Divine Sword Sect has chosen to abandon" can be understood even by a three-year-old child.
"Master, Master."
Listening to these words, Ye Xiaofan was instantly thrown into confusion, his gaze scattered like a headless fly.
Seeing this, Yunmo Xi’s heart was also stirred with immense waves, but she quickly comforted him: "Gongzi, don’t worry, nothing will happen. Senior Sword Saint, the kind will have heavenly protection. Mo Zhuang, did you perhaps mishear?"
"Young Hall Master, I heard it clearly; it was indeed Ye Gongzi’s master. When they heard the news, Senior Nalan and others looked even more surprised and solemn than the Young Hall Master."
Rustle——!
With these words, Ye Xiaofan instantly soared into the air, darting swiftly towards the Celestial Demon Hall.
Before long.
Whoosh——!!!
In the gigantic Demon Hall, a figure shot through the sky, entering through the thousand-foot demon gate. When he landed steadily within the Celestial Demon Hall, countless heads of the Demon Realm instinctively looked up, their expressions instantly frozen.
"Seniors, what news came from the Hundred Broken Mountain Range? My master...?" The moment Ye Xiaofan entered the gigantic Demon Hall, he immediately looked at Yunmo Baitian, the preeminent figure seated high above in the Celestial Demon Hall.
The latter’s face was grim, and upon seeing Ye Xiaofan, his expression became even more oppressive, as if he had something he wanted to say but couldn’t.
Clearly, the first to receive the news are countless heads of the Demon Realm, who had just been discussing something.
Seeing that Ye Xiaofan had gotten wind of the news and was personally present to inquire, countless Demon Realm heads exchanged glances, their expressions extremely solemn.
"Seniors, I implore you to tell me the truth for the sake of this junior. My master raised me up. I hope everyone won’t hide anything from me." Ye Xiaofan spoke righteously, not allowing for any refutation. Even though those present were supreme leaders above all, when it came to matters concerning Dugu Nan, he was not afraid to voice his concerns.
Seeing him like this, Yunmo Baitian and the others exchanged glances, and chose not to hide anything, but to tell the truth.
Upon learning the ins and outs, Ye Xiaofan staggered backward several steps, especially upon hearing that the Sword Saint had reached a dead end, had grown old, and was surrounded by contemporary big shots of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range at the peak of the South Peak of the Divine Sword Sect. At that moment, Ye Xiaofan’s world seemed to collapse.
Not only that, only this day did he learn that Dugu Nan had been besieged by countless enemies for many years. Initially, the Sword Saint could still rely on his power to deter countless awe-inspiring enemies, but as his inner strength waned, he was no longer able to fend off the onslaught.
And the Divine Sword Sect, under pressure, has already drawn a line from the Sword Saint. Now, within that realm, it’s almost all world-class big shots who want the Sword Saint’s life, or countless spectators standing coldly by.
Upon hearing these news, Ye Xiaofan couldn’t help but tremble all over, his breathing becoming unprecedentedly rapid. The scenes from South Peak of that year fleetingly flashed through his mind, and his heart suddenly fell into complete chaos.
