With a puzzled look, Huang Gun glanced at Huang Feihu and his daughter-in-law, Jia Shi. Seeing that both his son and daughter-in-law nodded firmly, he no longer doubted them. He gently stroked Huang Tianhua's face with his withered hands and murmured, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
That night, Huang Feihu explained in detail to Huang Gun why he had betrayed Chaoge. After a long while, Huang Gun looked at Huang Tianhua with affection and said quietly, "Tiger, the King has treated my Huang family well. How can we face our ancestors with such actions? Alas, what harm is there in joining Xiqi for the sake of my grandson Tianhua?" At that moment, he ordered a trusted confidant to send a letter to Chaoge as quickly as possible, telling King Zhou about their suffering.
Ten days later, Huang Gun, Huang Feihu, Huang Tianhua, and the rest of the Huang family arrived at Sishui Pass. Huang Feihu stood atop a high mountain, gazing at the distant horizon, and said softly, “Father, after passing this pass, we will reach Xiqi territory. The free people of Xiqi will meet us. Han Rong, the garrison commander of Sishui Pass, is an old friend of mine and may let us pass. However, General Yu Hua is incredibly powerful and is known as the ‘Seven-Headed General.’ He is skilled with a blood-red sword that is said to strike like lightning. Anyone struck by this sword will die instantly, which shows how powerful it is.” He sighed softly as he spoke.
Huang Tianhua, feeling resentful, suddenly decided to challenge General Yu Hua, the Seven-Headed General. He smiled disdainfully and said, "Father, rest assured, I am a disciple of the Chan Sect. The Pure Void Moral True Lord of Ziyang Cave on Qingfeng Mountain is a renowned Great Luo Golden Immortal. I endured the harsh cold of Qingfeng Mountain to diligently study martial arts for eighteen years before finally mastering them and descending the mountain. Upon my departure, my master bestowed upon me several treasures. I believe that brat Yu Hua is no match for me. Tomorrow, I will go and challenge him, and I will surely present his head to Father."
Huang Feihu gently stroked his beloved son's head and said calmly, "My son, you must not be so arrogant. You should know that there are people beyond people and heavens beyond heavens. However, I also know the name of the Pure Void Moral True Lord and the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. Each of them has great supernatural powers and countless magical treasures. My son is quite fortunate to have become a disciple of an immortal." As he spoke, he laughed loudly.
When Huang Tianhua saw his father praising him, he raised his head high, his eyebrows twitching unconsciously, his face full of pride.
Two days later, Huang Tianhua challenged them at Sishui Pass. A moment later, a group of men emerged, with two men in front: one a thin, frail-looking scholar, and the other a burly man as big as a small mountain. Huang Tianhua looked at these two extreme men and laughed loudly. Suddenly, he roared, "I am Huang Tianhua, a disciple of the Chan Sect and a student of the Pure Void Moral True Lord! You traitorous Yu Hua, kneel down now, and I might spare your life. Otherwise, I'll send you to the Netherworld!" As he spoke, he brandished his octagonal silver hammer, making it whistle loudly, displaying unparalleled power.
Seeing the young boy shouting incessantly, the frail scholar smiled faintly and said, "Brother, this kid is really annoying. Let me go and get rid of him, then we can go have a drink." With that, he stirred up a gust of cold wind and rushed towards Huang Tianhua.
Huang Tianhua smiled mysteriously. When the cold wind reached within ten feet of him, he summoned a sword with lightning speed with his left hand. The sword was about three feet and four inches long, with the two characters "Moye" crookedly engraved on its straight blade. Huang Tianhua pointed at the frail scholar, and a starlight, the size of a cup, flashed from the tip of the sword, shooting straight at the scholar's face. A muffled groan rang out, and the scholar collapsed to the ground, his life force extinguished.
Huang Tianhua chuckled coldly and said disdainfully, "Hmph, ignorant brat, you dare to dream of taking my life. Today I'll help you pass on to the afterlife, so remember to be grateful to me."
In an instant, Han Rong, the garrison commander of Sishui Pass, turned to ashes. Yu Hua, the deputy commander, smiled mysteriously and suddenly shouted, "You little brat, how dare you hurt my elder brother! Soldiers, seize him and avenge the general!"
Yu Hua gave the order, and the soldiers immediately shouted and drew their spears, charging towards Huang Tianhua.
Huang Tianhua, as expected of an enlightened immortal, stood motionless in the face of the siege of hundreds of soldiers. With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind swept by, and hundreds of soldiers fell to the ground with screams of agony, all dead. He was truly in high spirits, and with a laugh, hundreds of soldiers vanished into thin air.
[5 The End of the Primordial Era: The Consecration of Gods]
Section 142, Chapter 122: The Demise of Heaven and Earth, Master and Disciple Discuss the Sainthood
As Huang Tianhua casually slaughtered hundreds of ordinary soldiers with a wave of his hand, feeling quite pleased with himself, he suddenly heard a loud shout and caught a glimpse of a crackling bolt of lightning out of the corner of his eye. He knew something was wrong and instinctively raised his right hand to hold the Moye sword to his face, trying to block the dazzling lightning, but alas…
Yu Hua glared with bloodshot eyes and roared, "Tianhua brat, take this!" With that, he clasped his hands together and pulled them apart, revealing a blood-red treasure—Yu Hua's most prized Blood-Transforming Divine Blade. With the blade in hand, an aura of dominance, as if he owned the world, burst forth, and the blood-red blade energy illuminated half the sky.
In the Ziyang Cave of Qingfeng Mountain, the Pure Void Moral True Lord, who was meditating, suddenly felt a tremor in his heart and shouted urgently, "Not good, the heavens are in danger!" He then transformed into a golden light and shot towards the sky, which was the secret technique of the Chan Sect, the Golden Light Technique of Vertical Earth.
Yu Hua held the knife in his right hand and shouted coldly, "Blood Transformation Divine Blade, go!" Suddenly, the Blood Transformation Divine Blade transformed into a burst of blood-red light, shooting towards Huang Tianhua's spirit like a bolt of lightning.
Huang Tianhua was shocked. In the critical moment, he moved several feet to the side, avoiding the vital point of Tianling. However, he was still injured. Huang Tianhua's right arm was torn, and a knife mark more than half a foot long was clearly visible. Black smoke was sizzling from the wound, and a foul stench was emanating from it.
Huang Tianhua supported his right arm with his left hand, his eyes flashing with hatred, and said in a cold voice, "Yu Hua, Blood Transformation Divine Blade, humph, nothing special." He then pouted, his expression full of disdain.
Yu Hua looked at Huang Tianhua, who was struggling to stay upright, and coldly snorted, "Hmph, ignorant brat, look at your arm, is it still there?"
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