Chapter 1297 Apocalyptic Calamity (5)

"Ugh…" Weilan Tian groaned weakly. His lifeless eyes fixated on his biological grandfather. He knew this man was cruel but had never experienced it. Now, everything was clear.

"Don't look at me like that." Weilan Jian arranged his robe and said with a faint smile. "If you want to blame, you should blame yourself for being too weak."

"Do you remember what I taught you before?… Heaven will never let a small kid bear a weight heavier than his capability."

He used divine energy to clean the dirt out of his body and continued. "And you're that kid."

Weilan Jian took one last glance at his grandson and turned around, preparing to leave. "I will do as I said. Your life is still useful for me."

"Heh… Hehe…"

Just as Weilan Jian was about to step out of the room, Weilan Tian suddenly let out hoarse laughter, making him halt his track.

Weilan Tian slowly lifted his head to look at Weilan Jian and said. "You're right. Heaven will never let you bear a thing that doesn't belong to you. Hehe… I hope you can remember this sentence when the time comes."

Weilan Jian furrowed his brows slightly as he turned around to look at his grandson. "What do you mean?"

Weilan Tian let out a chuckle and said nothing. His eyes were full of disdain, looking at Weilan Jian as if he was looking at a clown.

Pah!

Weilan Jian frowned slightly and released his power to slap Weilan Tian's face. Blood spurted everywhere, but Weilan Tian didn't seem to feel any pain. He continued to look at Weilan Jian without evading.

Weilan Jian took a deep look at his grandson for a long time before flicking his sleeve and walking out of the room.

After his grandfather left, Weilan Tian's head drooped slightly. His lifeless eyes gradually regained a firm determination.

I cannot die here… I have to take revenge…

As he thought of this, he slowly closed his eyes, trying to preserve his life force.

***

When Weilan Jian walked out of the room, he was quickly greeted by Weilan Tianjun. "Congratulations, father!"

Standing in front of Weilan Jian, Weilan Tianjun could feel a coercive force emitted from the former. It was a force that made his entire body and soul submit to Weilan Jian, and he had the urge to worship him.

Weilan Jian glanced at his son and asked. "How's the situation?"

Weilan Tianjun took a deep breath and said solemnly. "It's not good, father. Countless devils are coming through the spatial tunnel and wreaking havoc everywhere right now."

"Devils?" Weilan Jian frowned slightly. "Is their goal the world's core as well?"

Weilan Tianjun shook his head. "Apparently, no. According to the investigations, they are looking for a legacy of a top powerhouse from the Divine Realm called Beyond Heaven King."

"Beyond Heaven King? What a domineering name." Weilan Jian muttered to himself.

He glanced at Weilan Tianjun and asked further. "What do you know about it?"

Weilan Tianjun quickly said. "I have been looking into this matter during this period and found some clues about it… If I'm not mistaken, the appearance of the mythical realms around the world has something to do with this powerhouse."

"And the only one person that comes into contact with the mythical realm the most is…."

Before Weilan Tianjun could finish his sentence, Weilan Jian spoke out first. "Yun Lintian."

Weilan Tianjun nodded slightly. "It's him. I believe that he has obtained the legacy. His abnormal strength explains it all."

"I knew it…" Weilan Jian said expressionlessly. "What about them?"

Weilan Tianjun naturally understood what "them" meant. He said with a solemn expression. "They contacted us a few days ago, but I don't know why they haven't arrived yet."

Weilan Jian's eyebrows raised slightly as he seemed to think of something.

A moment later, he said calmly. "Find Yun Lintian's location for me."

"Understood." Weilan Tianjun responded readily and went out.

Weilan Jian's eyes flickered a few times as he muttered to himself. "It's time to leave this lowly world."

***

"He came out?" In the plum blossom garden, Xing Tengfei listened to the report and asked in surprise.

"Yes, father." Xing Yongnian replied respectfully.

"It seems he has successfully refined the dragon blood." Xing Tengfei took a sip of tea and said calmly.

"Father…" Xing Yongnian hesitated as he didn't think it was good news.

Xing Tengfei waved his hand and said. "You can leave. No need to worry about it."

Xing Yongnian reluctantly replied. "Understood."

Just as he was about to walk out, Xing Tengfei said further. "Those people are not reliable. It's time to use the second plan."

Xing Yongnian was surprised and quickly replied. "I will make an arrangement now."

With that, he turned around and left.

Xing Tengfei slowly savored the tea for a while and talked to himself. "The stage is set, and the actors are ready… Let's see what kind of show you can give me."

His eyes reflected the starlights, seemingly filling with unfathomable wisdom.

***

Heavenly Cloud Mountain.

At this moment, Lou Jie was floating above Heavenly Cloud Mountain, looking at Yun Xia, who was standing opposite him.

"I didn't expect the famous Cloud Reaper in the past to actually hide here." Lou Jie said calmly. "Your concealing technique back then is truly marvelous to successfully deceive everyone like this."

"However," Lou Jie's eyes narrowed slightly as he said further. "I wonder if you are still the cold face fairy who reaps countless Divine Emperor's life in the past."

"You should leave here." Yun Xia said expressionlessly. Her eyes were tranquil as if Lou Jie, the peak Divine Emperor in front of her, was nothing but air.

Lou Jie evoked an evil smile as he asked. "I know that you are worrying about people here… But are you sure that you can protect them?"

Yun Xia's face was still as calm as ever. She merely glanced at him and said. "Leave while I'm still in a good mood."

Lou Jie's face gradually turned cold. He abruptly raised his hand, and massive dark energy swiftly gathered.

However, before he could do anything further, he felt a cold sensation on his neck, followed by Yun Xia's cold voice that seemed to resemble a devil from hell.

"So, you choose death?"

At the same time, a blade-shaped white mist could be seen pressing against Lou Jie's neck. With a single thought, Yun Xia could reap his life directly…