The old man was dumbfounded.
What's going on?
Although he does not have a light-type spiritual root, his cultivation level is high.
Peak of the ninth level of the Half-Step Immortal Realm.
He only needs to comprehend one of the Heavenly Dao Laws to advance to the Immortal Realm.
How could such a small wound bleed so much?
Could it be...?
The old man's gaze suddenly fixed on the halberd in Bai Wuji's hand.
Superb quality...
It's actually a top-tier item...
The old man's eyes suddenly turned fiery.
If I could take it for myself...
However, when his gaze swept over Bai Haobai and the others, his pupils suddenly contracted.
They're all top-tier quality...
The old man was a little confused again.
Even top-grade spiritual artifacts are rare, and the prestigious Han family only has three.
However, each of them possessed a top-tier weapon.
Is this wholesale?
What forces do these people belong to?
Even the Jiang family, the head of the eight great families, does not have such strength.
The old man has been in seclusion for over ten years.
They were oblivious to what was happening outside their window.
Therefore, he was unaware of the downfall of the Jiang family.
The old man was a little scared.
"Han Ying, what's going on?" The old man took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice calm.
“Great-grandfather, she is Han Xi, Han Sheng’s daughter. She’s here today to seek revenge,” Han Ying said hurriedly.
"Han Sheng's daughter..." the old man murmured, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Since she is Han Sheng's daughter, she is a member of the Han family.
Then wouldn't all these top-grade spiritual artifacts also belong to the Han family?
In the Han family, he himself was the most powerful elder.
In other words, wouldn't all these top-tier items be his own?
Thinking of this, the old man smiled very kindly and friendly: "So you are Sheng'er's daughter. You are indeed very much like him."
Upon hearing this, alarm bells immediately went off in Han Ying's mind.
“Great-grandfather, she just threatened to wipe out the entire Han family, including you.”
Hearing this, Han Fei, who was trapped in mid-air, hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs, "Han Ying, you're talking nonsense..."
"Your father and mother were both exceptionally talented individuals. I felt very sorry when I learned of their massacre by the clan elders," the old man said kindly.
Yuexi frowned. Wasn't this Supreme Elder just a moment ago quite arrogant?
"What's done is done, there's no point in saying anything more. If you want revenge, I won't stop you," the old man said again.
Upon hearing this, Han Ying's eyes widened in disbelief, and she said, "Great-grandfather..."
"Shut up!" The old man grabbed Han Ying by the neck and dragged her in front of Yue Xi: "Your enemy is here, so go ahead and do it."
Everyone present was stunned.
This is the powerful backer that the Third Elder of the Han family invited.
This backing is really weak, isn't it?
Cold sweat also seeped from the foreheads of the Second Elder and the Fourth Elder.
They also participated in the ambush and killing of Han Sheng and his wife.
If the Supreme Elder is even willing to kill his own great-grandson, wouldn't they be in even greater danger?
"Great-great-grandfather..." Han Ying struggled desperately, but the gap between her and the Supreme Elder was too great, and she couldn't break free at all.
"Why are you doing this?" Yuexi asked without taking any action.
"As expected of Sheng'er's daughter, she has the same intelligence as Sheng'er." The old man laughed and said, "I hope you will return to the Han family."
"I have no connection with the Han family anymore," Yuexi said coldly.
“I will rewrite your parents’ names in the family tree,” the old man said.
“No need,” Yuexi refused.
“I can make you members of the main lineage,” the old man said again. “In fact, it’s not impossible for you to become the patriarch of the Han family.”
“I don’t need these,” Yuexi refused again.
"The Han family is one of the eight great families of Zhongzhou, with a powerful foundation. Returning to them will only bring you benefits, not harm," the old man said, frowning.
"Don't think I don't know what you're up to," Yuexi sneered.
"What did you say?" The old man squinted.
"These top-tier items will never belong to you." Yue Xi's body shone with golden light, and she slowly rose into the air, looking down at the old man. "Moreover, I don't need your permission to take revenge."
"Han Xi, there is a significant difference between the ninth level of the half-step immortal realm and the ninth level. Moreover, you have a light spiritual root," the old man said in a deep voice.
He had already reached the peak of the ninth level, and had been there for many years.
If the Heavenly Dao had not been damaged, he would have already reached the Immortal Realm.
More importantly, Yuexi has a light spiritual root.
It can only defend, not attack.
"You don't know yet, do you?" Yuexi sneered, "Han Ying just used the Thousand Silk Array, but she still suffered a crushing defeat."
"What?" The old man was taken aback and subconsciously looked at Han Ying.
Han Ying immediately looked away guiltily, not daring to look at the old man.
Is there anything else you don't understand?
The old man couldn't help but curse under his breath.
He knew the power of the Thousand Threads Formation all too well, because he had once been its leader.
The Thousand Threads Formation was broken so easily, why bother waking yourself up?
That granddaughter is really a pain in the neck.
"Golden Light Palm." Yuexi's hands were completely covered in golden light.
As she struck out, two golden shadows, each about three zhang long and shaped like a hand, attacked from both sides, lunging at the old man.
"Attack methods..." The old man's eyes widened in horror: "You, you..."
The Han family members also stared wide-eyed.
In their understanding, light-type spiritual roots can only protect and assist, and have no means of attack.
Han Xian was an exception.
But in all these millennia, the Han family has only produced one Han Xian.
Why is Han Xi the same way?
The old man had no time to be surprised; he busied himself circulating his spiritual energy to create a wind barrier.
But in just a moment, the wind barrier was shattered by the golden palm.
In the rush, the old man could only take the blow head-on, staggering backward for over a hundred steps.
It took him a great deal of effort to regain his balance.
With just one move, the old man was able to keenly sense the difference between the two.
He is not as good as this junior.
But how could that be?
He had already advanced to the peak of the ninth level of the half-step immortal realm, and was only a little bit away from the immortal realm.
The old man clutched his chest, staring at Yuexi in disbelief.
"Should I step aside, or should I include you in this?" Yuexi asked coldly, looking at the old man.
The old man pursed his lips, his mind in turmoil for only a moment, before he stepped aside.
He was no match for Yuexi.
Unless you fight desperately.
But my own life is far more precious than that of a great-granddaughter.
Moreover, he still has a trump card up his sleeve.
However, it will take time.
Perfect, this will allow me to delay this great-granddaughter for a while, and then everything will be in my hands.
The old man's concession chilled the hearts of the Han family.
That was their supreme elder.
He is the guardian deity of the Han family.
Even if they are no match for the enemy, they should still do something for future generations.
They just pushed it out like that?
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