Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

Taking a deep breath, Wen Yu slowly narrowed his eyes as he watched Luo Hai voraciously devour his food.

Even though he knew that the visitor wasn't here for a friendly chat, Wen Yu found himself without any good ways to respond—this was Luo Hai's territory, and his status was significant as the Lord of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, the son of Great Luo.

To be honest, that status was definitely lower than Wen Yu’s as the young master. The Heaven-Piercing Immortal Emperor was dead, but Great Luo had come back to life. Although the only eleventh level strongman of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, the Heavenly Dao, was set to be his support, Wen Yu was left questioning the thoughts of his “Elder Brother” and why he had arranged for him to be in Luo Hai's territory. Everything was shrouded in mystery.

Since obtaining the title of young master, Wen Yu’s previously smooth sailing had only lasted a few days before the drawbacks of this identity plunged him into a difficult situation.

Luo Hai continued eating, while Wen Yu merely squinted, sizing him up from head to toe, and in his mind, he attempted to communicate with the Heaven-Piercing Demon Vine, hoping for some advice from his "grandfather."

However, it seemed as if the Heaven-Piercing Demon Vine had gone silent, only sending back a brief message, “Handle it yourself,” with no further response!

What could Wen Yu do?

He had an identity, and Luo Hai had backing. Could he openly confront him? If he did, he would likely face execution from his own people first. Moreover, as the captain of the Sixth Level Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance Branch, Wen Yu believed that Luo Hai’s strength was likely above his own…

Thus, the current situation was quite troublesome.

The entire Heavenly Extremity Hall fell silent, except for the sound of Luo Hai chewing his food.

After quickly finishing his breakfast, Luo Hai wiped his mouth and fixed his big, somewhat adorable eyes on Wen Yu.

“Young master?”

His tone remained questioning, with a seemingly indifferent attitude.

“Mm.”

Wen Yu responded again, thinking to himself, do you not know already whether I’m the young master? Is it necessary to ask a second time?

“Unfortunately, as far as I know, the Heaven-Piercing Immortal Emperor actually had no Zi Xu…”

Luo Hai leisurely picked up the drink brought by a servant, taking small sips while addressing Wen Yu.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yu’s heart jolted—he knew he was a fake, and as Great Luo’s son, Luo Hai surely knew a lot about the secrets of the Heaven-Piercing Immortal Emperor.

Moreover, from Luo Hai's words, it was clear what the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's attitude towards him was—they doubted his identity!

This was the first major challenge Wen Yu had to face!

“The Heaven-Piercing Immortal Emperor’s life could be called a legend, rising from humble beginnings. Your highness may already know the past of the Immortal Emperor.”

“But I wonder if the young master is aware that the Heaven-Piercing Immortal Emperor was originally a mortal warrior, starting from a child’s practice. He was later accepted as a named disciple by a small sect due to his extraordinary talent, but coincidentally, the sect’s cultivation method required that one must not lose their yang essence.”

“When the Immortal Emperor achieved his Dao, it was at the height of the demonic disaster, and at that time, he had already become a close friend of my dad. My dad knows quite a bit, if not everything, about what happened to the Immortal Emperor.”

“The Immortal Emperor had no partner in life, which makes me curious about where you, this young master, popped out from?”

With these words, Wen Yu was left speechless.

Wen Yu had no knowledge of the Heaven-Piercing Immortal Emperor's life; Luo Hai's reasoning was solid, leaving Wen Yu unable to engage further in this discussion!

Thoughts raced in his mind while his hands moved quickly, directly pulling out his identity token from the Spatial Ring and slamming it on the table with a “bang.”