Yanyue Immortal Sect-Elder’s Room.

It was still the dark little room, with a row of white candles lit on the long table in the center of the room. The powerful elders were sitting on both sides of the long table.

The white walls reflected the pale candlelight. Just looking at the formation, one would have thought it was some kind of cult gathering...

Different from the noise last time, the small dark room was completely silent at the moment, and all eyes were focused on the old man at the top of the long table.

The old man's body was hunched over, his eyes were sunk deep into his eye sockets, but his eyes were ethereal and spiritual, as if he could glimpse the long river of time and space from the illusion, and witness the future that has not yet happened.

"Liu Qinghai, how is the work I asked you to do going?"

"Emperor." The elder named Liu Qinghai stood up and bent towards the old man.

If Su Huai were here, he would definitely recognize Liu Qinghai as the elder of the task hall who he defined as a profiteer.

His eyes were full of respect and piety.

"I have induced the Holy Son to come down from the mountain, and also arranged for someone to deliberately display the feathers of the evil beast at the bottom of the lake in front of him and hand them over to him."

The elder of the library also stood up.

"The ancient scroll that the emperor asked me to give to him was taken away by him in the evening. He must have read it and discovered the secrets in the book."

"That's good." The old man nodded lightly.

"Great Emperor..., I still have something unclear."

"But it doesn't matter."

All eyes were focused on the elder guarding the pavilion. He straightened his body, lowered his head and asked:

"Since the founding of our sect, there has never been a precedent of appointing a holy son. Why this time...

The old man admitted that Su Huai was really talented and had sixth-level strength at a young age, but after all, the great elder only glanced at him secretly.

This guy's character is not clear enough.

Is the matter of the Holy Son still open to discussion?"

The old man was silent for a moment and replied:

"It was not Huang Yuan's intention to make him the Holy Son, it was my decision."

"In that case, I have no objections."

"Everyone!" The old man at the head of the table had his hands hidden under his wide sleeves, and his eyes seemed to be emitting a soft ice-blue light. "You can rest assured about the Holy Son."

"Don't be suspicious of people, don't be suspicious of people you employ. Su Huai is a cautious person, and he hides far more things than you think.

The situation in Weeping Ghost Abyss is becoming more and more serious day by day. Six years ago, Su Changge desperately killed a ghost emperor, but he himself suffered irreparable injuries...

After all, I am just a dying old man.

We, the fire bearers, have long been like white candles on the table, stable and weak, we can bring some light, but we have long lost the ability to start a prairie fire."

The old man raised his head, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the stone wall and see the other old friends in the distance.

"You also know my situation. It has long been a smoldering candle. Maybe there will be an accident at some point and it will be suddenly extinguished..."

"The future is, after all, the future of young people."

"Great Emperor..."

The elders all lowered their heads, and the small dark room was filled with an aura of sadness.

The old man withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

"Okay! We are all a bunch of old people who are hundreds or thousands of years old. We are all the same. Maybe you can't survive me. Who can show you that sad face?"

"..."

The sad atmosphere suddenly weakened a lot.

Immortal Emperor Yanyue chuckled, and his body quietly faded away, turning into a wisp of smoke and drifting away without a trace.

After Immortal Emperor Yanyue left, the elders in the small black room focused their attention on the great elder Huang Yuan.

After all, the Great Emperor has been stationed in the Weeping Ghost Abyss all year round. Even if there is something to notify him, he will only condense a shadow of his clone just like before.

Specific affairs of the sect are decided by the great elder.

"Everyone." Huang Yuan cleared his throat and narrowed his eyes into a small slit.

"I know that in your hearts, you have quite a few objections to the Immortal Sect's decision to establish the Holy Son."

His eyes swept across all the elders. Some were indifferent, some lowered their heads and remained silent, and a few raised their heads to look at him.

Huang Yuan sighed and then said:

"In the entire Immortal Realm, there are four forces with the deepest foundations, and the Zuntian Divine Dynasty is the most powerful.

But in fact, in terms of foundation and strength, our Yanyue Immortal Sect is not weaker than it..."

"The Immortal Sect has been sitting at the top of the Immortal Realm for hundreds of years, thousands of years, and has never been surpassed or changed."

"Especially with the Great Emperor sitting in charge, Yan Yue Wuyou, so most of you have long lost the consciousness of being prepared for danger in times of peace. Even before learning about the Great Emperor's injury, some of you were still thinking about fighting to win! Dominate the Immortal

domain……"

"So you are used to being strong and aloof, so it's understandable that you can't accept the sudden appearance of a Holy Son above you.

Right?"

The elders were silent and refused to speak.

If possible, who wouldn't want to be the strongest?

Everyone is an old man with gray hair on his temples. The younger ones are only elders from the outer sect and are still trying to gain seniority. They are not even qualified to enter this small dark room.

As a result, one day suddenly, there was an additional position of Holy Son in the sect, and his power and status were even higher than those of the inner sect elders, second only to the Great Emperor...

In particular, this Holy Son is still a new disciple. Although he seems to be very strong, it is difficult to convince the public.

Huang Yuan looked at the group of elders, remained silent for a moment, then raised his hand to extinguish the white candle on the table.

"Death is like a lamp going out."

"The Emperor has guarded the Yanyue Immortal Sect for more than 2,300 years, and spent more than a thousand years fighting against the alien ghost emperor in the depths of the Weeping Ghost Abyss."

"A strong Immortal Emperor will never grow old, but he will get tired, get injured, and be killed!"

"A strong person in the Imperial Realm is not immortal..."

"Six years ago, Immortal Emperor Su Changge, who was seriously injured in Weeping Ghost Abyss and was on the verge of death, hasn't woken you up yet and made you give up the pride in your heart!?"

"Who among you dares to guarantee that our Emperor Yanyue will not be the next Su Changge!?"

"Elder Liu, can you guarantee it?"

"Or do you dare to guarantee it, Elder Li?"

No one spoke. The elders who were named were the ones who had the biggest opinions before. At this moment, they could only bow their heads and remain silent.

Huang Yuan knocked on the table and then said:

"Since this issue was mentioned today, everyone has simply opened up.

In Zuntian Divine Dynasty, there is a 27-year-old prince Li Ao who has entered the seventh-level heavenly realm and can fight against the demon king.

In Tianhan Palace, there is Sima Zhu, the sixth-level holy son who has a nine-yang divine body.

Li Sidao, the amazing swordsman from Jianzhong who suppressed an era with his sword across the sky, has broken through to the eighth level some time ago, and his strength is even higher than yours!

So everyone, please tell me now, what does our Yanyue Immortal Sect have?"

"There is no successor!"

"To put it bluntly, after a hundred years or a thousand years, if the emperor unfortunately dies, who in the Yanyue Immortal Sect will be able to shoulder the responsibility again!?"

"Am I the great elder who has been stuck in the middle stage of the Immortal Sect all my life, or are you the inner elders who have long been hopeless and can only stick to the Immortal Sect?"

"Think about it carefully, everyone!"

Huang Yuan's voice echoed in the small dark room. His words were hard to hear, but they were all true.

After these words, there was a long silence.

Huang Yuan did not bother these elders, but sat in his seat and closed the door to meditate.

Half an hour later, it was Elder Fang who was guarding the library who spoke first, breaking the disturbing silence.

"Great Elder, there is one more thing..."

"explain!"

"The spies sent by Tianhan Palace to Chenyue Valley were killed by our sect's holy son Su Huai... at the foot of the mountain..."

"The Tianhan Palace learned about the spy's death and just sent a message to our sect asking for the reason."

Huang Yuan's hands shook unnoticeably.

"Do you know why the dispute started?"

"The spies from Tianhan Palace want to steal the Holy Son's things."

"That……"

"Just kill him."

"Just find any reason to reply to them."
Chapter completed!