Ten years later, in the city lord's mansion, a child of about ten years old sat beside the Heavenly Pool of Yunshan Mountain, cultivating diligently. A strong green light hung above his head. At such a young age, his cultivation level was already ten times higher than that of his peers, and he was already a peak Spirit King expert. He was none other than Bei Ming Haotian, who had been sleeping soundly in his swaddling clothes that day. Now ten years old, his features were exquisite and flawless.
Venerable Yunxiao watched with great satisfaction. Tian'er had not let him down. With careful nurturing, he would surely become a rare and outstanding talent in the world.
As the green light faded, Bei Ming Haotian slowly opened his eyes, and surprisingly, his eyes emitted a faint red glow.
"Master, Tian'er has finished cultivating." The childish voice was surprisingly pleasant to hear.
"Good! Good!" Venerable Yunxiao smiled with satisfaction, stroking his beard. "Tian'er has been diligently cultivating every day and has now reached the peak of the Spirit King realm, almost catching up with your father."
"Bang..." A strange sound rang out in the sky.
Both of them were startled. "Master, it's an emergency signal from Father in the City Lord's Mansion." The red light in their red eyes deepened.
"Tian'er, don't worry, come on, let's go with Master to take a look."
Venerable Yunxiao had a bad feeling. He took Beiming Haotian and arrived at the city lord's mansion in an instant.
"Father, Mother!" Seeing Bei Ming Ye Chen and Sima Jiao Rong lying in a pool of blood, she cried out anxiously, both shocked and furious at the bloody scene.
Just as the sword was about to pierce Bei Ming Ye Chen's heart, Venerable Yun Xiao waved his long sleeve, and everyone retreated three zhang away.
Seeing Yunxiao Venerable appear, Beiming Yaowei and his group dared not make any rash moves.
"Mother..." Bei Minghao shook his head vigorously, but his mother did not open her eyes.
"Ye Chen, what happened?" Venerable Yunxiao was shocked as he looked at his beloved disciple who was on the verge of death. With Ye Chen's cultivation level, no one could have hurt them.
"Hao, Haotian, Master, they poisoned me. Yaowei wants to seize the position of City Lord... Master, I entrust Haotian to you." Bei Ming Ye Chen reached out and touched his son, who looked just like him, feeling extremely reluctant. "Haotian, remember your father's words. Haotian is not a demon. Haotian is your father's best son. No matter what others say, don't... care." Before Bei Ming Ye Chen could finish speaking, he breathed his last.
"Ye Chen..."
"Father..."
"Look, Demon Eye is here! As long as Demon Eye is here, he will destroy the entire Northern Underworld Continent. He is the birth of a demon, a harbinger of death, a monster. He will kill those closest to him. Look, he has already killed his parents!" Bei Ming Yaowei shouted righteously, distorting everything. Watching Bei Ming Yechen die, he knew in his heart that his ten-year plan had finally succeeded.
"Kill him, kill him..." The deep, cold, and ruthless voice made Bei Minghaotian's still-childish handsome face turn bloodshot with rage.
The moment Venerable Yunxiao saw Beiming Haotian, he knew something was wrong. Just as Beiming Haotian was about to make a move, Venerable Yunxiao cried out in alarm, "Tian'er, don't!"
With a flick of his long sleeves, he flew off with Bei Ming Haotian and his parents.
"Ah! He got away."
Bei Ming Yaowei watched Bei Ming Haotian's departing figure, his heart filled with rage. As long as Bei Ming Haotian was alive, he would be a constant threat.
-End of this chapter-
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