Ming Zhitian said, "Father, Mother, we're at Bo Li Pavilion. Let's go."
"Good," Ming Ya nodded, his heart filled with suppressed excitement.
Recalling all that Bo Li Pavilion had done to them in the past, Chen Buqi said with lingering fear, "We've finally reached this moment..."
Ahead, a woman in green, leading twenty subordinates at the first level of the Divine Might Realm, saw Ming Zhitian and the other two approaching with aggressive intent and moved to intercept them.
"Who goes there?!"
Ming Zhitian glanced at her. "Fifth level of the Divine Might Realm? Has Bo Li Pavilion run out of men? You send a woman to deal with us?"
Ming Heyu was enraged. "Who are you people? Could you be spies from the Undead Race?"
Ming Zhitian said, "I don't kill frail women. Begone."
Ming Heyu cursed, "Villains! Capture them for me!"
The twenty rushed forward. Ming Zhitian summoned his golden tome, the 'Shu Jian Lu' (Book Sword Record), its golden light dazzling!
Ming Zhitian only drew one of his six awakened Dragon-grade magical artifacts, the Yu Tian Ji (Imperial Sky Halberd). Before they could react, his fist met the halberd, and he unleashed a strike: "Xing Long Yao Hua Ji Jue!" (Star Dragon Jade Flower Halberd Art!)
"Boom! Ugh! .................."
The twenty were instantly annihilated. Ming Heyu finally grew serious. "You are! ...Cultivation Divine Emperor Ming Zhitian?! You're not dead? And your strength has skyrocketed? This! How is this possible!"
Seeing her retreat, Ming Zhitian said, "Trying to run? Too late. Mother, he's yours."
Chen Buqi summoned her super-long sword. "No problem."
Only then did Ming Heyu fully recognize them. "The bizarre long sword, you are Chen Huaxian? And... the Pavilion Master of Suo Hai Wu Ge, Ming Ya?! You are! Suo Hai Wu Ge!"
"Pfft!"
Chen Buqi instantly struck a fatal blow. Before Ming Heyu knew it, she had passed in front of her. As she appeared behind her, a bloodstain appeared on Ming Heyu's neck, a sword through her throat!
Chen Buqi put away her magical artifact, stretched her wrists, and shook her head helplessly. "It's been a while since I've been active; my speed has gotten a bit rusty."
Ming Zhitian was dumbfounded. Even without wearing it, he shouted, "Ming Zitian, come out and fight!!"
A resonant voice echoed throughout Bo Li Pavilion!
Bo Li Pavilion disciples, fully armed and ready for battle, began to arrive one after another!
"Presumptuous!"
Ming Yizhan was the first to emerge. He wielded the Tian Yan Dao (Heavenly Artificer Saber), exuding an imposing aura. The disciples, seeing their leader arrive, quickly flattered him. "Venerable! Venerable! Greetings, Venerable Zhan!"
Ming Yizhan strode forward, saying, "Where is Miss Heyu? Hasn't she returned from patrol yet? This Venerable has prepared a thousand and one beautiful flowers to gift her."
A disciple's face turned as black as it could be. He replied, "He... Miss Heyu, Miss Heyu she... is dead..."
Ming Yizhan frowned and grabbed him. "What did you say?"
The disciple was terrified and knelt, but being held up, his feet dangled above the ground. "Miss Heyu is dead! She was killed by those three!"
Ming Yizhan looked in that direction. He was only at the third level of the Divine Might Realm, while Ming Heyu's cultivation was even higher, reaching the fifth level of the Divine Might Realm! He wanted to see who dared to kill someone from their Bo Li Pavilion, who dared to kill the woman he had in his heart.
"Ming Zhitian?!"
Ming Yizhan's eyes widened. When Ming Zhitian was at the first level of the Divine Luo Realm, he couldn't defeat him. Now, although he was at the third level of the Divine Might Realm and Ming Zhitian was at the tenth level of the Divine Luo Realm, Ming Zhitian possessed the 'Shu Jian Lu' and had bizarre cultivation techniques and footwork. He knew he was no match.
"You..."
Ming Zhitian spoke first. "Ming Yizhan, do you remember me? Why are you still alive?"