In the next moment, Yu Hanhai cried out, "You brat, do you know you've made a huge mistake?!"
"I order you to release Bai Ruxue immediately!"
The son of the Martial Saint of the Jinling Dynasty. Just this simple title was enough to intimidate everyone!
The name of the Prime Warrior saint was like thunder in the entire East Continent and even the Starsource Continent. Everyone knew about him.
But right now, Wang Yan had kidnapped the son of the Martial Saint and made him a slave!
This was no longer playing with fire, this was seeking death.
Hence, in Yu Hanhai's opinion, Wang Yan was gradually drifting further and further away on the path of courting death. There was no one like him in the past or in the future.
He had even kidnapped the son of the Prime Warrior saint and made him a slave. Was there anything he wouldn't dare to do?
"Release him?
Fourth Elder, are you kidding me? Don't you know that Bai Ruxue is my only bargaining chip? "
"If I release him, he could die at any time!"
Wang Yan emphasized the last sentence, as if he was purposely emphasizing it.
Hearing this, Yu Hanhai was slightly stunned and fell silent.
After about four or five breaths of time, he let out a faint sigh.
"Even so, do you know that if you make Bai Ruxue your slave, you will bring disaster to the Sun Sect?"
Wang Yan suddenly snorted coldly as he looked at the anxious and worried Yu Hanhai.
Looking at Yu Hanhai's confused gaze, Wang Yan shook his head slowly.
"I've always thought that Fourth Elder is not the kind of person who fears power. But today, I am so disappointed."
With that, Wang Yan laughed at himself. "I am no longer a disciple of the Sun Sect, but a guest."
"If the Prime Warrior saint really attacks the Sun Sect, I can leave at any time. I will never drag the Sun Sect down."
With that, Wang Yan smiled faintly and walked toward Bai Ruxue.
Looking at Wang Yan's thin figure, Yu Hanhai was speechless for a long time.
…
Starfall Hall, Inner Sect.
There were two figures in a palace filled with Star Power.
A figure stood tall and straight like a towering mountain piercing through the clouds.
The other figure bent his knees and bent his waist ninety degrees.
However, this person's aura was much stronger than the figure standing straight.
However, in front of this figure, this person did not dare to raise his head. He was as humble as a servant.
"Is this … true?"
After a while, the figure sighed faintly, his voice as cold as ice.
"Replying to Senior Brother Zhang, I personally heard this news from Senior Brother Hua."
"If what Senior Brother Hua said is true, then everything I said just now is true."
As soon as he said this, the figure who was standing suddenly turned around. A ray of sunlight hit his face, revealing a handsome face with distinct features.
This person was none other than Zhang Yu.
"Good, very good. I didn't expect him to be so strong even after losing his left arm."
"Looks like I have to do it myself …"
"Senior Brother Zhang, his left arm is undamaged. It seems like … it has grown back!"
Suddenly, Zhang Yu's expression changed and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
He had clearly cut off Wang Yan's left arm. How could it grow back?
Moreover, his combat strength was so strong that even he was amazed!
If what he said was true, even someone like Hua Wuren was no match for Wang Yan.
Could it be that Wang Yan had obtained the Divine Arm of the Ruler in the Bone Forest? Was that why he had become so strong?
After a moment of silence, Zhang Yu walked out of the palace without looking back.
He had to ask his Master for help. He could not sit still and wait for death.
This was because Wang Yan's speed of growth made Zhang Yu's heart jump.
An unprecedented sense of danger made his Divine Soul feel uneasy.
…
The Jinling Dynasty was located in the center of the East Continent. It was vast and could be called the center of the East Continent.
The power of the stars was so strong that it could defeat any of the nine sects.
In the center of the Jinling Dynasty, there was a palace filled with the power of the stars. Two figures were standing there.
One of the figures was sitting cross-legged. It was clearly there, but it was like a dream, extremely ethereal.
It was as if he could fly away with the wind at any time, or as if he did not exist in this world.
There was no terrifying aura, but anyone who looked at him would feel like they had been struck by lightning.
It was as if the existence of this figure was taboo.
It was as if one could only think of him in their hearts. One could not call him by his name, let alone look at him directly.
This person had a thin face. His hair and beard were all white, but his face was young and tender.
This was a sign that one's cultivation had reached a certain level and was returning to one's youth.
Such a person was actually the Primeval Martial Saint whose name had spread throughout the entire Dongzhou Continent, who had intimidated the entire Jinling Dynasty, Bai Yiyuan!
Behind him was the Chief Elder of the Falling Stars Hall, Nangong Liuyun.
"Nangong, was what you said just now true?"
Nangong Liuyun immediately bowed. "I dare not lie to you, Martial Saint. Everything I said just now was true."
"Oh?"
Bai Yiyuan stood up slowly.
Nangong Liuyun felt like he was struck by lightning, and his body began to tremble violently.
At this moment, in Nangong Liuyun's eyes, Bai Yiyuan was like the sky was pressing down on him.
It was as if the entire world had to submit and tremble in front of him!
"Interesting. Such an interesting person has never been discovered in hundreds of years."
"With a cultivation of the first stage of the Star Condensation Realm, he was able to capture my son alive and make him a slave."
"Tell me, is such a person interesting?"
Nangong Liuyun trembled. "The Martial Saint's words made me extremely terrified. I don't know how to respond."
"Extremely terrified?
Nangong, you and I have known each other for a hundred years, but I have never seen you so uneasy. "
"Could it be that you are hiding something from me?"
With these words, Nangong Liuyun's eyes were filled with fear. "Martial Saint is wise, I did not hide anything."
With a warm smile, Bai Yiyuan nodded without a trace.
"It seems that I, the Prime Warrior saint, have not appeared in the Dongzhou Continent for a long time, causing many people to forget my existence."
"Coincidentally, something happened to my son. It is time for me to go out and exercise a bit. I will let people know that the Prime Warrior saint has not passed away."
...
Second of the Nine Sects, Sun Sect, Inner Sect.
Under Yu Hanhai's strong suppression, Wang Yan's return did not cause any commotion.
Seeing Wang Yan walking straight to his residence, Yu Hanhai was slightly stunned. He hurriedly rose from the ground and flew towards the peak of Middle Peak.
He had to tell Nie Feichen about this matter to prevent it from happening and immediately come up with a countermeasure.
Because not long from now, the Sun Sect would face a calamity!
Wang Yan was in a good mood as he walked on the familiar path. However, Bai Ruxue, who was behind him, showed a gloomy expression, so gloomy that it looked like it would drip water.
Just as he pushed open the door and entered the courtyard, a bolt of black lightning shot towards him.
"Whoosh!"
The sharp sound of wind breaking rang out. Wang Yan was slightly stunned. Then, a smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Little guy, your speed is getting faster."
The black lightning landed on Wang Yan's shoulder, revealing a figure. It was undoubtedly Hei Yun.
(End of this chapter)