256: Chapter 256 Xuanji Departs, Burning Flame Valley

After the group finalized the details, they all dispersed from the Yellow Spring Pavilion.

Only Hun Tiandi remained, lost in thought. Shortly after, Lei Xuanji walked in from outside the hall, her fair face etched with gravity, and her beautiful eyes appearing heavy with worry.

"Xuanji, what is wrong?" Hun Tiandi asked, looking at Lei Xuanji.

"Yun Tian, I must leave. The clan has sent a message ordering me to return to the Lei Clan!"

Lei Xuanji pondered for a moment before speaking slowly, her beautiful eyes filled with reluctance and tenderness as she stared at Hun Tiandi.

"Has something happened?" Hun Tiandi asked.

Lei Xuanji shook her head, unwilling to say more. Hun Tiandi took a deep breath and said, "If you ever need anything in the future, come to the Black-Corner Region and find me. I will definitely do my utmost to help!"

As he finished speaking, he flipped his hand and produced the purple flame thunder bead. A crystalline bead flickering with purple lightning appeared in his palm, and he reached out to hand it to Lei Xuanji.

"You keep it!" Lei Xuanji pushed the purple flame thunder bead back into his hand.

He waved his sleeve, and a large number of jade bottles of spirit wine appeared on the jade table. "Consider this a parting gift for you, Xuanji."

"Aren't you afraid I'll get addicted to this spirit wine?" Lei Xuanji smiled slightly.

"There is plenty!" Hun Tiandi said firmly, revealing a gentle smile.

He had naturally seen all the help Xuanji had provided during this period, and he kept her kindness in his heart.

Lei Xuanji put away the spirit wine, her figure flickering as she vanished from the Yellow Spring Hall.

*Haa!* Hun Tiandi exhaled, sitting cross-legged in the hall to adjust his breath and heal the injuries from the great battle. He cultivated, stacking his hand seals, and the abundant energy of heaven and earth swirled around him.

Afterward, he swallowed the spirit wine like water, turning it into pure energy that began to flow along the paths of his cultivation technique.

He recalled the scenes of the great battle in his mind, organizing and fusing them, turning them into nourishment for his cultivation realm.

The benefits brought by every battle were several times greater than merely cultivating in seclusion. For Hun Tiandi, improving his cultivation level was not difficult.

With the resources in his hands, he could even pile up his strength from the five-star Dou Ling level directly to a nine-star Dou Ling, and even breaking through to the Dou Wang level would not be a problem.

But the only thing difficult to improve was his realm; if his realm was lower than his cultivation base, it would restrict the improvement of his cultivation.

If he forced his cultivation base to rise, he would merely become a brute who possessed power.

Therefore, he needed countless battles to improve his realm; the rise in his cultivation base was merely a result.

After a night of adjusting his breath, the injuries within Hun Tiandi's body had recovered.

A faint glow appeared on his handsome face. He opened his mouth to exhale a breath of stale air, his eyes flashing with sharp light. He rose slowly and walked out of the Yellow Spring Hall.

*Creak!* Outside the door, the sunlight was bright, and Elder Dan and his group were waiting for him.

"Ready? Let's go!" Hun Tiandi said indifferently. His figure flickered as he soared into the air, darting toward the Misty Mountain Range.

Elder Dan, the three Venerables of Qingyun, Yan Xing, Liu Ling, and Lei Xuanji followed closely behind.

One hour later, nine figures appeared around the Yellow Spring Pavilion; they were the nine newly gestated Blood God Children.

"Hehehe, such a good place, what a pity to tear it down!" a Blood God Child smiled wickedly and couldn't help but sigh.

"Then go communicate with the main body!" another Blood God Child beside him teased.

"Stop talking nonsense, do it!" A cold voice came; it was the Blood God Child who had previously seized a Yellow Spring disciple and infiltrated the Yellow Spring Pavilion first, reprimanding them.

The ten Blood God Children took action, waving their large hands with heaven-shaking blood light. With incredible speed, they emptied out the entire accumulation of the Yellow Spring Pavilion. It was just like a swarm of locusts passing through, leaving absolutely nothing behind.

Poor! Hun Tiandi was truly too poor!

He had to resort to such outrageous methods; the great halls, pavilions, floors, and buildings on the plaza were all emptied out.

Destroying a major force in the Central Plains! With the accumulation of the Yellow Spring Pavilion, this was a massive fortune. How could he let it go? The ten Blood God Children searched everywhere, acting just like bandits passing through.

The building materials of the Yellow Spring Pavilion were not ordinary things, and they were all dismantled.

At this moment, a figure in green robes walked out of the Misty Mountain Range; it was the main body, Hun Tiandi, who landed on the plaza.

"Hmph, I want the Yellow Spring Pavilion to disappear completely from the Central Plains, without leaving a single trace..." Hun Tiandi said coldly. He waved his hand, and soul power surged out, enveloping the Yellow Spring Hall, which suddenly rose into the air.

*Rumble!* The entire mountain peak shook violently, emitting a terrifying roar. It was forcibly pulled up from the ground, shrunk, and stored inside the Netherworld.

In the place where the great hall had stood, a section cut by a divine sword remained, revealing a large, deep pit.

The entire Yellow Spring Pavilion's foundation had been forcibly lowered by more than thirty feet; it was no longer recognizable as the once-glorious Yellow Spring Pavilion.

After finishing this, Hun Tiandi turned and left, and the Blood God Children dispersed.

*Whoosh...* Fifteen minutes after Hun Tiandi left, countless experts in the distant sky transformed into streaks of light, breaking through the air and hovering in mid-air.

That terrifying scene left all the experts shocked.

"Good heavens, is this the headquarters of the Yellow Spring Pavilion? Who could have such a grand scale?"

"Who could it be? Destroying the Yellow Spring Pavilion has made the experts of the various major forces in the Central Plains nervous."

"If the other party can destroy the Yellow Spring Pavilion, they can naturally target them in the shadows as well..."

"Yellow Spring Pavilion? This time they have really stepped onto the Yellow Spring..."

Sounds of discussion and exclamation echoed continuously. The news of the Yellow Spring Pavilion's destruction was naturally spread by Hun Tiandi, adding fuel to the calm Central Plains.

At the same time, messages spread in every direction like a swarm of locusts, reporting the information they had seen to their respective sects.

It spread across the Central Plains at an incredible speed, causing everyone to feel terrified within a short period. Especially the Tianyin Sect...

Central Plains, spatial wormhole.

"Yun Tian, until we meet again!" A smile appeared on Lei Xuanji's stunningly beautiful face. Her delicate body flickered, and her figure submerged into the spatial wormhole.

With Lei Xuanji gone, Hun Tiandi also needed to embark on his own journey and walk his own path.

"Goodbye, Central Plains!"

The group did not hesitate any longer and also entered the spatial wormhole. When Hun Tiandi stepped into the Central Plains region again in the future, what kind of bloody storm would he stir up once more?

Burning Flame Valley, within a secluded mountain range.

An ancient, simple hall stood there, with no guards around it. This was a forbidden area of the Burning Flame Valley, and no one was allowed to disturb it.

Only the apple of the Burning Flame Valley's eye, Tang Junyao, was allowed to set foot here.

This was the residence of a mysterious figure, where a man of great literary talent lived—Mr. Shui Xing!

The door of the hall was tightly closed, and the interior was quiet. Mr. Shui Xing, dressed in grey-white robes, sat cross-legged in the center of the hall. Two streams of white light like dragons issued from his nostrils, leaping with his breathing, as if he were cultivating some kind of Dou Technique.

Suddenly, Mr. Shui Xing opened his eyes. His gentle gaze flashed with cold light, and the white light at his nostrils vanished.

His brows knitted slightly, and Mr. Shui Xing narrowed his eyes, staring intently ahead.

On a chair in the distance, a figure slowly emerged from the ground; it was a man in green robes who smiled slightly.

"Mr. Shui Xing, do you still remember me?" the man in green robes smiled slightly.

"Starfall Pavilion, Yun Tian!" Mr. Shui Xing stood up slowly, a trace of surprise flashing in his gentle eyes.

"Starfall Pavilion? Hehehe, it seems that not only was I paying attention to Mr. Shui Xing, but Mr. Shui Xing was also paying attention to me!" Hun Tiandi nodded and laughed.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Mr. Shui Xing stared at Hun Tiandi. Although he was curious about how he had emerged from the ground, he did not ask.