C177 Eldest brother im here (1/2)

A black shadow suddenly appeared a hundred miles away from the entrance of the sect. If anything went wrong, the sect's protective magical formation would be activated. Yi Yan could only teleport here.

Frowning slightly, he sized up the mountain range in front of him that seemed to be normal. Yi Yan was very clear on the terrifying number of array formations and restrictions that densely filled the mountain range.

After absorbing a portion of the contents of the < Array Dao >, coupled with the fact that he was a master of arrays, although there were many of them, they were nothing in Yi Yan's eyes. If he wanted to break through them, it would at most take an hour to safely enter without alerting anyone.

However, the current Yi Yan was extremely anxious, he could not wait any longer.

Yi Yan suddenly shook the Asura Lance in his hands. With the tip of his spear as the front, he broke through the formation and even broke through the restrictions. He didn't stop for a single moment as he rushed straight towards the familiar auras that he had sensed earlier.

The expression on the face of Si Bailin, who was explaining the Soaring Sky Technique to the disciples, changed. He swallowed his words before turning his head to the entrance of the mountain. His brows were slightly knitted, and his face was filled with surprise, as if he had discovered something inconceivable.

On the mountain behind the Weapons Sect, Peng Tong sat at the side of a table, deep in thought. On a piece of paper in front of him was a messy written ”Ganlang Sect”.

”Tianqian Sect.”

”Lu Cheng!”

A few isolated words.

Obviously, the problem that Peng Tong was thinking about was related to them.

Suddenly, Peng Tong, who was about to write something down, stopped in his tracks. His eyebrows shot up as he looked in the direction of the southern sect gates.

At this time, in the Ling Xiao Hall, Xie Yunlei was sitting at the seat of honor, eagerly discussing something with Sang Yiting, Xiao Se, Lei Ke and the Yi family.

Although he was seated at the highest seat, Xie Yunlei's expression was still one of complete respect and caution. He wasn't rude in the slightest because he was, in fact, the vice Sect Leader of the Weapons Sect, the person in charge.

Suddenly, Xiao Se's expression changed and she stopped talking. She turned her head to look outside the hall, her expression revealing a faint excitement.

Immediately after, Lei Ke did not speak anymore, and his expression became the same as Xiao Se.

The others all had slightly weaker cultivations, but they only paused for a brief moment before all of them stopped talking. Everyone quietly looked in the direction of the palace door.

He jumped down from his flying sword and rushed to the center of the hall a few steps forward, then bowed to Xie Yunlei and the others who had already stood up with some doubt: ”Reporting to Sect Leader Martial Ancestor, according to the disciples who were guarding the great formation, there is a black clothed man who is charging into the formation at an extremely fast speed, I request Martial Ancestor to make a decision!”

However, this disciple had not heard a response even after waiting for a long time. He couldn't help but look up in astonishment, only to see that the true rulers and spirit figures of the Weapons Sect were all flabbergasted one by one, their bodies trembling as they gazed behind him.

Surprised by turning his head back, the disciple was shocked and almost cried out.

Behind him, a man dressed entirely in black, holding a black spear that was three meters long, appeared. At this moment, that man was looking at the higher ups of the Weapons Sect with a smile, and said softly, ”I'm back.”

This disciple was also a core disciple in Weapons Sect. After rubbing his eyes in disbelief, he finally confirmed the identity of the person in front of him and knelt down on the ground with both knees: ”Disciple Cui Yixuan greets the ancestor!”

However, right now, everyone in the hall couldn't care less about him.

Cui Yixuan also knew that he shouldn't stay here and disturb the gathering of the elders. After giving Yi Yan a respectful bow, he quietly left the hall.

Now that he knew that the person who had just entered the mountain was the ancestor, he naturally had to notify the entire sect's disciples. Firstly, to let everyone off guard, and secondly, to transmit this good news to every single disciple within the Weapons Sect.

In the Main Palace, under Sang Yiting's mountain-like eyebrows, her watery eyes had already become completely blurry. She walked towards Yi Yan step by step, and only then did she suddenly throw herself into Yi Yan's embrace, hugging his waist tightly. Sang Yiting's uncontrollable tears fell down, wetting her clothes.

Yi Yan's eyes had also turned slightly red. This was the man who had escaped death from the Spatial Channel, charged through the Heavenly Flame Domain whose Cultivation Realm s had changed color, and struggled out of the Necropolis of God s where no one had survived. At this moment, he finally gave up on his strong outer appearance, revealing the tenderness in his heart for the first time.

Everyone stopped their steps as they walked forward. There were tears in their eyes, but they had joy in their hearts as they smiled at them.

Especially Ouyang Qian and Mu Yao, they couldn't help but wipe the tears of joy from the corners of their eyes while laughing.