Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Let’s go, it’s time to leave..."

Staring at the gradually emerging enormous starry battleship, Su Han took a deep breath.

With the wave of his hand, many figures rose into the air at this moment, heading towards the starry battleship.

"Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh..."

The Divine Dream Sect was no exception.

Almost everyone was looking at the Yin-Yang Blade Saint with fiery gazes.

The Yin-Yang Blade Saint had told them before coming to the Three Emperor Mountain—

Ten years in the Three Emperor Mountain, if one could find the Road to Immortality, they could walk out alive.

If they couldn’t find it, they would be buried at Death Cliff!

Now, he came out alive, standing unharmed in front of the people of the Divine Dream Sect.

Everyone knew that Su Han hadn’t lied before, and the Yin-Yang Blade Saint had indeed found the Road to Immortality that belonged to him.

He just needed time.

It’s hard to imagine what the situation in the Lower-Class Star Region would become if the Divine Dream Sect produced someone who had reached the Immortal Realm. What role would the Divine Dream Sect play among the many forces?

Every time they thought about this, the people of the Divine Dream Sect couldn’t help but be excited and thrilled!

...

A moment later, the members of both sects entered the starry battleship.

Only three figures stood there.

Su Han, the Yin-Yang Blade Saint, and Du Tianlin.

Du Tianlin stood in the middle, glanced at Su Han, and then, frowning, looked at the Yin-Yang Blade Saint.

Both remained silent and ignored him.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Su Han turned his head and was the first to speak.

His gaze was directly fixed on the Yin-Yang Blade Saint: "It’s indeed something to be congratulated on that you, Senior, were able to find the path to ascension to the Immortal Realm."

"Likewise."

The Yin-Yang Blade Saint replied indifferently, "The Phoenix Sect has also gained a lot of opportunities in this Three Emperor Mountain."

"Regarding the marriage between Du Xi and Su Qing, I intend to hold the ceremony for them once we return," Su Han continued.

"Hmm?"

Du Tianlin frowned, then sighed, "Well, after all, Xi’er is just a girl and will eventually have to marry. As long as she is willing, I have nothing against it..."

"No rush."

The Yin-Yang Blade Saint suddenly spoke, interrupting Du Tianlin’s unfinished words.

Su Han’s eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth slightly rose, as if in a cold smile.

Du Tianlin looked at the Yin-Yang Blade Saint, puzzled.

But he saw the latter smile and say, "Xi’er is my only granddaughter. If she’s getting married, it should be a grand event."

"At present, with the world in turmoil, not only do we have the Extraterritorial Demons constantly eyeing us, but we are also besieged by the Three Teachings, Nine Schools, and Seventy-Two Sects. Under such circumstances, even if a marriage is held, it would ultimately feel somewhat stifled."

"I want to wait until my ascension to the Immortal Realm to host her wedding. I want the entire Lower-Class Star Region to know that the granddaughter of the Yin-Yang Blade Saint is getting married!"

Hearing these words, Du Tianlin immediately became excited.

After all, Du Xi is his own daughter, and how could he not wish for her marriage to be grand?

To be honest, external threats have not been eradicated, and internal worries have not been resolved. Now is clearly not the right time for Du Xi and Su Qing to get married.

"Alright."

Su Han did not argue, nodding directly: "After all, it’s a big matter, and I can’t decide alone. Since Sect Leader Du and Senior are considering it this way, I won’t urge it too much and will quietly await the good news from the Divine Dream Sect."

"Thank you, Sect Master Su, for understanding." Du Tianlin cupped his fists.

And the Yin-Yang Blade Saint placed his hands behind his back and walked towards the starry battleship.

"Sect Leader Su, shall we go as well?" Du Tianlin looked at Su Han.

The current opening no longer carried that initial ambiguity.

However, to be fair, even before, Du Tianlin had never truly been hostile to Su Han. It was just that because of the issues between Du Xi and Su Qing, he found Su Han somewhat displeasing.

If Su Han were in his shoes, if Su Yao wanted to marry someone he disapproved of, Su Han would also look at that person unkindly.

"Sect Leader Du, there’s something, I don’t know if I should say." Su Han suddenly said.

Du Tianlin frowned: "Soon, you and I will become in-laws, so what cannot be said? We’re not kids; since you’re bringing it up, you will say it, won’t you?"

"If the Yin-Yang Blade Saint were as smart as you, how great that would be..."

Su Han took a deep breath, staring at Du Tianlin, and said slowly: "Sect Leader Du must remember what I said today because this may very well determine the future of the Divine Dream Sect."

Du Tianlin’s frown deepened but did not argue.

"Currently, there are no fewer than five people in the Phoenix Sect who could eliminate the current Yin-Yang Blade Saint, but I... spared his life, and left the Divine Dream Sect a future!"

This was what Su Han wanted to say.

And after saying this, he stepped forward, his figure transforming into Changhong, heading towards the starry battleship.

Only Du Tianlin trembled violently, watching Su Han’s back, lost in thought.

...

The opening of the exit was much slower than the entrance.

Ten days later, the hole finally revealed itself completely, enough for the starry battleship to pass through.

With a rumble, the starry battleship slowly turned around, moving forward.

Su Han stood at the bow of the ship, turned around, cupped his fists towards the Three Emperor Mountain, and bowed three times.

Ten years in the Three Emperor Mountain brought him fortune, as well as the Phoenix Sect.

Just for that final intervention, Su Han deemed it worth these three grand bows.

The identities of the three Imperial Beings were still unknown to him.

But as long as he is alive, as long as his cultivation base slowly rises, he will one day find out.

The starry battleship moved, and all around, darkness gradually enveloped.

The people of the two sects remained silent, either entering the ship’s hold or gathering in one place, and even if they spoke, their voices were very low.

For some reason, even though they were on their way back, and had each gained their fortunes in the Three Emperor Mountain, everyone felt a bit oppressed.

Everyone could sense an ominous atmosphere from this silence.

...

The journey back lacked the anticipation and tension of the way there.

Thus, time seemed to pass very slowly.

But no matter how slowly, it was steadily passing.

It took about two hours for everyone to completely leave the passage of the Three Emperor Mountain.

Afterwards, they entered the special passage of the Divine Dream Sect.

Just like when they arrived, it took eleven months for the starry battleship to reappear in the starry sky.

"Roar!!!"

"Howl!!!"

The familiar roars were still as piercing, once again ringing in everyone’s ears.

With their Divine Sense scanning outward, they could see the densely packed blood-red figures, just like ten years ago, wandering all over the starry sky.