492: Chapter 492 Liu Wuhen, Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan

Ten Thousand Sword Heavenly Pond!

Hun Tiandi sat cross-legged, suddenly opening his eyes as two blood-colored sword lights shot out, shattering the mountain peak before him.

Phew!

Taking a deep breath, he looked at the numerous sword tombs in the Sword Burial Ground; this was the resting place of the heroes of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

After a brush with death, his cultivation had advanced greatly, and he had even achieved Sword Heart Clarity.

Swish!

With a flicker of his body, Hun Tiandi appeared outside the Sword Burial Ground. With a wave of his sleeve, he put away the Human Puppet guarding him, and Sword Saint Tianquan and Mud Bodhisattva appeared before his eyes.

"Disciple pays respects to Teacher!" He gave a slight bow. Back then, leaving the sect was a forced move caused by the Starfall Pavilion and the Xiao Family.

Hun Tiandi felt deeply grateful in his heart. Sword Saint Tianquan nodded slightly, letting out a small sigh of relief.

This disciple's aptitude was extremely rare. He had been somewhat worried before, not expecting Hun Tiandi to still acknowledge him as his teacher.

Subsequently, the three arrived at the Sword Pavilion, where repairs were underway after the battle. The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion were whispering among themselves, looking extremely shocked.

This young man was the one who survived a strike from a Dou Sheng; such capability was truly staggering.

"Wuhen, I heard this is the Pavilion Master's personal disciple. No wonder he has such talent."

A young girl spoke to a thin, cold-faced youth beside her. They both possessed no small amount of talent themselves.

However, in front of Hun Tiandi, their arrogance weakened significantly.

"Wuhen? Liu Wuhen?" Hun Tiandi, who was heading towards the Sword Pavilion, sensed with his keen soul power that the youth not far away was called Wuhen.

His heart stirred as he suddenly remembered Senior Sister Liu Hanbing's request at the moment of her death, asking Hun Tiandi to look after her younger brother as best as he could.

Hun Tiandi stopped in his tracks, turned around, and walked towards Liu Wuhen.

Sword Saint Tianquan and Mud Bodhisattva exchanged a glance, both looking bewildered, not knowing why Hun Tiandi was doing this.

Sword Saint Tianquan knew of Liu Wuhen; his talent was not weak, and reaching the Dou Zun level wouldn't be much of an issue. If he had good fortune, even the Dou Sheng level could be glimpsed.

"Wuhen, that person is coming toward you!" the girl in red reminded him.

Liu Wuhen's eyes were full of confusion. He did not know this legendary youth; why was he walking toward him?

"Is your name Liu Wuhen?" Hun Tiandi asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Liu Wuhen hesitated slightly, his heart anxious, but he still spoke up.

"Come with me!" Hun Tiandi turned and walked toward the Sword Pavilion, leaving Liu Wuhen behind him in a state of complete confusion.

The group entered the main hall. Sword Saint Tianquan sat in the primary seat while Hun Tiandi also took a seat and took a sip of tea.

"Hun Tiandi, did you know Liu Wuhen before?" Tianquan asked.

Hun Tiandi shook his head slightly and said, "This is the first time we've met, but I knew Senior Sister Liu Hanbing."

"Where is my sister? I haven't had news of her for a long time..." Liu Wuhen looked excited. Since Liu Hanbing last went out on a mission, communication had been lost.

Even Sword Saint Tianquan had sent people to search for her, but they found nothing.

"I know you're anxious, but stay calm. Your sister, Senior Sister Liu Hanbing, has fallen!" Hun Tiandi took a deep breath, a flash of pain flickering in his eyes.

"What?" Upon hearing this, Liu Wuhen's mind felt as if Black Demon Lightning had exploded within it, falling into a total blank.

"Who killed a disciple of my Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion?" Sword Saint Tianquan said coldly. Liu Hanbing possessed the Innate Divine Eyes; her future had been boundless.

After Liu Wuhen calmed down, he asked through sobs, "How did my sister die?"

"Starfall Pavilion, Ghost Demon!" Hun Tiandi spoke chillingly, his fists clenching until they cracked, his aura turning icy.

"Damn Starfall Pavilion! From this day forward, we are irreconcilable enemies!" Liu Wuhen said with utter coldness.

Swish!

Hun Tiandi flipped his hand to take out Liu Hanbing's storage ring and flicked it with his finger. It landed in Liu Wuhen's hand as he said, "This is the last thing your sister left for you."

"Sister, Wuhen will remember your vengeance!" Liu Wuhen caressed the storage ring, his eyes filled with tears.

"Liu Wuhen, I give you two choices. First, stay at the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion and cultivate diligently. Once your cultivation is complete, you can avenge your sister."

"Second, come with me. This path requires walking through blood and is fraught with danger; you could lose your life at any moment. But in five years, you will be able to take revenge on Ghost Demon."

At this moment, Hun Tiandi spoke slowly, presenting the two choices.

Liu Wuhen frowned, calculating in his heart. If he relied on his own strength, he didn't know how long it would take to get his revenge.

But the youth before him said that if he followed him, he could have his revenge in five years.

Thinking of this, determination flashed in his eyes. He looked toward Sword Saint Tianquan in the main seat, as Liu Wuhen was currently still a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

"You may decide for yourself." Although Sword Saint Tianquan was skeptical in his heart—wondering if Hun Tiandi really had the ability to topple the Starfall Pavilion and kill Ghost Demon in five years—he left the choice to him.

"I choose the second option!" Liu Wuhen said with a face full of resolve, making his choice.

Hun Tiandi nodded slightly. "Very well. For now, cultivate here at the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. Someone will come for you in the future; just follow them when they do."

Liu Wuhen nodded, gave a respectful bow, and withdrew from the Sword Pavilion hall.

"Five years? Are you certain?" Sword Saint Tianquan looked toward Hun Tiandi.

"Sufficient!" Hun Tiandi said firmly.

"Pavilion Master, there is a man named Liu Ling outside who wishes to see Senior Brother Hun!" Suddenly, a disciple entered the Sword Pavilion and spoke respectfully.

"He's looking for me; let him in!" Hun Tiandi said calmly. It was somewhat unexpected that Liu Ling could find his way to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

Before long, Liu Ling entered the Sword Pavilion and said respectfully, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Rise!" Hun Tiandi nodded.

"Your Majesty?" Sword Saint Tianquan and the Sword-Holding Elder fell into confusion, exchanging looks.

"To be honest with Teacher, I established a puppet dynasty in the Black-Corner Region; I am the leader of a small force," Hun Tiandi explained.

"Not bad!" Sword Saint Tianquan was overjoyed upon hearing this; this personal disciple of his was giving him such a great surprise.

"Reporting to the Pavilion Master, there is a young woman outside looking for Senior Brother Hun?" the disciple said respectfully.

Hun Tiandi was also a bit surprised. What was going on today? So many people were looking for him.

"Please, let her in!"

"Feng Yan of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan Guards greets Sword Saint Tianquan." Feng Yan gave a slight bow. After all, Tang Ying was a Dou Sheng powerhouse; etiquette could not be neglected.

"I wonder what business brings the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan here?" Sword Saint Tianquan asked.

"I wonder which one is the young hero Hun Tiandi?" Feng Yan did not answer but instead asked a question.

"I am Hun Tiandi!"

"A clean-cut face, a cold temperament, incredibly charming yet wicked, and every movement carries an inexplicable majesty!" Feng Yan praised in her heart as she looked at the youth in green robes.

"By the order of Clan Leader Feng Qing'er, I invite Young Hero Hun to a meeting within our clan," Feng Yan said calmly.

"Feng Qing'er?" Hun Tiandi recalled that absurd night in the Beast Region. He was surprised; the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan had eventually come knocking on his door.

"Wait until I handle some matters, then I will go with you!"

Hun Tiandi pondered slightly and made a decision; he was prepared to follow Feng Yan to the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

Feng Yan nodded slightly, revealing a brilliant smile. She had finally lived up to the Clan Leader's expectations.

However, she had some bad premonitions in her heart. Once this human youth entered the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, the younger generation of the clan would likely behave quite rudely.

Black-Corner Region, Dazheng Dynasty, Star Palace.

The Blood Shadow Clone spoke: "Li Jingzhong, summon Yan Xing for an audience."

Li Jingzhong then left. Yan Xing, who was in secluded cultivation, soon arrived at the Star Palace.

"Your servant Yan Xing pays respects to Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor!" Yan Xing gave a respectful bow.

"Rise," the Blood Shadow Clone said calmly.

"Go to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion in the Central Plains immediately and take Liu Wuhen away for three years of bitter cultivation. You have experience in this area; General Ye Wudi and Qing Yue were both trained by you!"

"I want a person with a resilient will and ruthless methods. Yan Xing, can you do it?"

"Your servant can do it!" Yan Xing accepted the order and then, under the arrangements of the Blood Shadow Clone, rushed toward the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion in the Central Plains.