Chapter 161: Extreme joy begets sorrow (1/2)
Chapter 161: Extreme joy begets sorrow
The complexion of Bai Yanhu became gloomy and tense, and his gaze became more and more sinister looking towards Ye Chuan.
Ye Chuan had just called out the name of Great Elder Zhu Guohong and in a blink of an eye, Great Elder really returned as Ye Chuan had said. Could it be that this brat truly has crow’s beak? Cannot stay, he absolutely cannot stay here any longer!
The gaze of Bai Yanhu glimmered, hesitating whether to recklessly rush forward and kill Ye Chuan or not.
With the protection of Flame Devil, if he wanted to forcibly kill Ye Chuan, then he definitely had to pay a big price. But, the benefit of killing Ye Chuan was also obvious, not only he could get rid of Ye Chuan, this threat, he could also stabilize the morale of his troops, calming down the terrified disciples of his side, then immediately take care of the exhausted Great Elder.
“Great Elder……, Great Elder, he……” The trusted aid slightly hesitated, then whispered something in the ear of Bai Yanhu.
The eyes of Bai Yanhu, who had gloomy complexion and had his mind weighted heavily, suddenly shone, “Really?”
“It’s the truth, Third Elder, no, Your Excellency Sect Master, you can look personally to confirm.” The trusted aide replied. He was somewhat unaccustomed to address Bai Yanhu as Sect Master, as he usually used to call him Third Elder.
“Good, bring him up, hahaha, hahahaha!”
Bai Yanhu roared with laughter, and excitedly looking towards Ye Chuan standing in the middle of Evil Eyed Cow Demons, he said, “I am destined, even heaven wants me to become Sect Master of Cloud Mist Sect, hahahaha. Brat, weren’t you saying Great Elder will arrest us and put to death by dismembering after he returns? Didn’t you say Great Elder is very powerful? And didn’t you say I have to beg for mercy? Great Elder who oversaw sect for many years and who would arose fear just by his thoughts, hahahaha……”
Bai Yanhu who had schemed to seize power creating the bloodbath in the sect was now laughing wantonly.
The heart of Ye Chuan sunk, and became heavier and heavier.
He didn’t know what exactly was going on, but seeing the reaction of Bai Yanhu, he knew that something had gone wrong, something must have definitely happened to Great Elder.
Sure enough, not long after, a group of rebel forces hurriedly came over carrying a person on the stretcher. The stretcher was covered with a bloody war robe. Lifting up the war robe and looking, they saw an old man with a head full of white hair lying on the stretcher. He had tall and big stature, and was none other than Great Elder Zhu Guohong who shook Cloud Mist Mountain Range in former days with his might. It was hard to tell if his aura really exists, and although he hadn’t died completely, but he was already on the verge of death without consciousness.
The heart of Ye Chuan throbbed, and as for Zhu Sijia tied to a stone pillar, she instantly lost her consciousness. Bai Yanhu who had massacred the sect however roared with laughter, “Hahaha, hahahaha, old man, serves you right, serves you right, hahahaha……, open your eyes and see clearly, it is not I, Bai Yanhu seized the power, but Heaven has destined to make me the Sect Master. Not surrendering is defying the Heaven’s will, and is destined to die in the cruelest death!”
Bai Yanhu pointed towards the sky, and with another hand, he patted his chest while laughing loudly in high-spirit.
Cloud Mist Sect’s Sect Master Yun Feiwu hadn’t return for many years, even to the extent that the younger generation disciples had already forgotten about his existence. Among the five elders, Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder were already bought secretly by Bai Yanhu, and now, with Second Elder Nangong Ren turning into a cripple, and Great Elder Zhu Guohong being unconscious suffering serious injuries, there was practically no one that could shake the position of Bai Yanhu. The only remaining person that might be able to threaten him was only Ye Chuan alone.
The disciples who had followed after Flame Devil from the rear mountain became restless, some people still held their sword preparing to die than to surrender, but even more people were dejected even to the extent that some people threw down their swords and surrendered to Bai Yanhu.