Published: February 25, 2025
“Master, someone wants to see you.” At this moment, a guard arrived outside the hall respectfully.
“Can’t you see that I’m busy?!” Xuan Yuan Hao Kong roared like thunder, “I don’t want to see anyone!”
The guard hesitated for a moment before he gathered his courage and said, “But, Master, it’s the City Lord who wishes to speak with you.”
Hearing this, Xuan Yuan Hao Kong's expression changed slightly. The City Lord was not someone he could easily ignore. He took a deep breath to calm himself and replied, “Let him in.”
The guard quickly stepped aside, and moments later, the City Lord entered the hall with a serious expression.
“Xuan Yuan, we need to talk,” the City Lord said, his tone grave.
“What’s the matter?” Xuan Yuan Hao Kong asked, sensing the urgency in his voice.
“The situation in the Mortal Plane is becoming increasingly unstable. We have reports of movements from the heavenly demons, and it seems they are planning something big,” the City Lord explained.
Xuan Yuan Hao Kong frowned. “Heavenly demons? They haven't made a move in a long time. Why now?”
“The information is still being verified, but we can’t afford to be complacent. We need to prepare for the worst,” the City Lord urged.
Xuan Yuan Hao Kong nodded, his mind racing with thoughts. “Then what do you propose?”
“We must gather our forces and reinforce the defenses of the Inner City. We may also need to seek assistance from the Zhuge Family and other allies,” the City Lord suggested.
“Alright, I’ll summon the Immortal Generals and discuss our strategy. We cannot let the heavenly demons catch us off guard,” Xuan Yuan Hao Kong replied firmly.
“Good. Time is of the essence,” the City Lord agreed.
After the City Lord left, Xuan Yuan Hao Kong swiftly began to arrange a meeting with the Immortal Generals. He knew that this would be a critical moment for them, and they had to act decisively.
As he worked, he couldn’t shake off the feeling of dread that hung in the air. The heavenly demons were notorious for their cunning and power, and if they truly were making a move, it would spell disaster for them all.
“Yun'er,” he thought, “I must ensure your safety above all else.”
With newfound determination, Xuan Yuan Hao Kong prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
Gathering his courage, the guard trembled and said, “Master, the person is a big bearded man, and he says…”
Before the guard could finish, a middle-aged man with a big beard swept in from outside the mansion, his figure flickering as he appeared outside the Council Hall, clasping his fists and bowing, “I am Tan Yun, here to meet the General and all the Immortal Generals!”
As he spoke, Tan Yun pulled off his beard, revealing his youthful appearance.
“Yun, Yun’er!” Xuan Yuan Hao Kong’s eyes widened, then he rubbed them in disbelief.
“Brother Tan, you’re not dead?”
“Brother Tan, you really didn’t die?”
“…”
Xuan Yuan Chang Feng and the nine Immortal Generals rushed toward Tan Yun.
Tan Yun smiled slightly and said, “I mentioned it last time; my life is rather tough, and ordinary people can’t kill me.”
“Great! Yun’er, you’re not dead; this is truly wonderful!” Xuan Yuan Hao Kong stepped forward, gripping Tan Yun’s shoulders tightly, and said angrily, “Quickly tell me, who took you away that night?”
“Also, Feng Ziming, who was guarding the City Lord's Mansion, is at the eleventh level of the imperial human realm, yet he couldn’t defeat that masked woman. She must at least be at the twelfth level of the imperial human realm. How did you escape?”
Facing Xuan Yuan Hao Kong’s questions, Tan Yun replied honestly, “I don’t know who she is.”
“After she took me away, she intended to kill me. Since I didn’t leave the Immortal Holy Tower, she used sun true fire to burn me for over three months, thinking I was dead, and then she returned home to report to her father.”
“Only then did I seize the opportunity to escape back.”