A ripple of laughter was heard from the Heavenly Realm, it was still the same as of 34 years ago and the faces which we knew were the same just a little aging. We come across new faces which are definitely new clan and sect leaders that came into existence after the seige and it looks like Dijin has become much more strict with it's laws and principles.
" Cheers once again" A voice from within the clan leaders cried out with joy raising his mug up " Cheers" they all chorused lifting their cups high in the air before drinking and chattering among themselves. " ORDER" Lord Zao proudly ordered arising from his throne, he stood with a hint of pride and an aura of a great King with a golden mug filled with red wine, He was the party type and a very huge extrovert unlike his 'dead' son " The clan of exodus has bitten more than they can chew" He started his voice rocky as he looked at everyone of them that gave him a keen interest " Crossing undisputed boundaries these days and trying to rule the west , they killed our holy cultivators without our consent and have killed some minor clans and sects and they except us to sit and watch them just because of what?" he snorted angrily as the elders nodded to what he was saying.
" They killed the innocent and used their blood to paint on their walls...humph! Today we have gathered to discuss what should be done to bring this glamorous greediness null and void" he exclaimed his face red with anger.
" Lord Zao is right,we can't sit back and do nothing" An elder chipped in and everyone concurred with muttering and murmurs.
" They used Weng Xing and now he is dead"
" Exactly, and it also caused Xhou's unplanned death"
" We have killed Weng Xing and they are trying to find other means to be supreme"
" I knew it that that weng xing was of no good, buying our sympathy and killing us all in the world of light"
" If only we had listened to our ancestors"
" They destroyed our land and killed our brothers the white cultivators and expect us to sit like rocks doing nothing".
Their voices were getting more and more agitated as they poured out their hearts seeking for revenge for the loved ones that died during the siege or by another means.
"War against Exodus" they yelled lifting their swords in the air which was filled with the cry of vegeance , they had had enough and needed to wipe out the whole clan of Sharata.
" Step ,step, step" A white robed being climbed the steps gently with an arm behind his back, his robe was flowing with power and white authority. Step after another,he walked towards the door of the heavenly realm hearing the crying voices of them inside. The white robed being was emitting a strong white power as he elegantly swayed inside the Heavenly Realm with eyes calm as a sunset " We must fight" they kept yelling as he kept walking in with a hidden smirk " What..." they stopped feeling that a stranger had entered And they turned their heads towards the door.
They shuddered sighting the powerful being standing at the door with an arm behind his back and he held Hanchin ( The harp of abstinence) with another arm as his eyes scanned them, the light from the sunlight covered his face that they couldn't clearly see him but they knew that this was totally a shocking surprise. No talks, everywhere was as silent as a grave yard that you could hear a pin drop. He gave one step and they all involuntarily moved back within their knees wobbling in fright , who was this heavenly being staring at them as if they committed a sin? He stepped again this time coming into a clear view With his eyes filled with a mild light like winter taking all of them off balance including Lord Zao.
" Xhou!" They exclaimed in disbelief as they watched him enter like a god with eyes studying them,he will make use of his supreme power before sealing it again to be normal. It seems as if he can see their hearts and strip them of their bodies exposing all their secrets. This crazy thought alone made them to involuntarily clutch unto their robes with fear.
Step, step, step, he finally halts on his tracks in front of his father with eyes blazing. His stature was very domineering peircing into the atmosphere and causing some clan leaders to salute him, moreover he was a white cultivator and still the prince of Dijin "Xhou" the king called immediately he found his voice. His dead son was right in front of him after all these years,he wished his mother was here with him after all but it seems that she has settled in Netherland " I am sorry" he muttered audibly which only Xhou heard, he was sorry for not protecting him; sorry for not defending him, sorry for killing his mother, sorry for killing his Soulmate, sorry for been careless in the dealings of his new found home " Qu clan" but was it too late?
" I am only here to help you wipe out Sharata, as for the rest we will talk later" Xhou finally spoke reliving their hearts of joy " I will also need your help in rebuilding of the sect" and his father beamed. At least,he didn't scold at him or say words of savagery against him " I will help" he replied,if this was the only way to reconcile with his son....so be it!.
Wasn't he dead? how did he come back to life? Lord Zao didn't seem surprised to see him but the elders were still scared that they saw a ghost. They moved away sensing Xhou look back then he did the unexpected.... saluting them before walking out.
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" He is alive!" A voice cried from the tower of darkness, Tang Hu arose with his eyes blazing evil and wickedness as he stared at the young man who gave him the update. He caressed the bidding latern which has been under their possession for controlling and manipulation of people " who made the ritual?" he asked walking around his throne with an evil aura " Zhou" The Young man replied folding his arms. It has been years, years! Why did they suddenly show up when the main game was about to start? Weng Xing must have come with a stronger spirit and will definitely get him killed " What happened at the valley of dry blood? " Tang Hu asked his voice filled with the urge to kill instantly.
Few hours after Zhou's release
A young man stood staring at the broken pillar which once held a captive for almost 10 years, his red robe danced to the heat of the cave but his facial expression was totally darkened with black anger. Noone could open this pillar talk more of breaking it not even the White cultivators except they are highly power ranked.
Moreover, what they could do in a week by using tailsman and musical instruments, someone did it in few minutes without casualties " Impossible" his eyes scanned the cave trying to look for a clue of the intruder. It can't be the person he was thinking about ; The ancestor who created the bidding latern before everyone's existence.
Was he alive? does he have a descendant? He alone could do this but was it possible that he came back alive? His eyes fell on a blue tailsman by the wall of the Cave, he frowned in doubts as his gaze glued at the inscriptions on the tailsman "Quenching tailsman" he exclaimed before he plucked it to study it more closely.
He gasped when he saw the V sign behind the tailsman, no other person had this sign apart from WENG XING.