Ye Xiaotian, who was anxious in his heart, didn't care what impact these words would have on the Ye family, and ordered sternly. His clenched nails were deeply embedded in his flesh due to anxiety, and strands of bright red poured down, like teardrops rolling down the ground, causing people to feel sad.
Next, the servant responded and hurriedly ran out.
He turned around and looked at Ye Xiaokong and Ye Xiaokong coldly.
"What else do you two have to say?"
After hearing Ye Xiaotian's question, Ye Wucan managed to stand up, his expression dejected.
"Master, Ye Wucan knows that his sins are serious and he is willing to go to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons to be punished." Just as the voice fell, Ye Xiaokong on the side also said: "Brother, I will also go to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, but my fault lies in my methods.
Excess, not method.”
Hearing this, Ye Xiaotian pointed at Ye Xiaokong and wished he could slap him again.
"You... you are really... hopeless."
Next to him, Wen Bo felt helpless at his stubbornness and kept shaking his head.
In the strange space, another three days passed quietly. On the altar, Ye Fan sat quietly cross-legged. The faint mysterious energy wrapped around him was like a dream.
Suddenly, Xuan Qi rushed into Ye Fan's body like it was attracted by magnetic force. As all Xuan Qi poured into Ye Fan's body, Ye Fan's cultivation was completely stabilized at the middle stage of the seventh level of foundation building.
The eyes that had been closed for six days suddenly opened, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He shook his palms, feeling the power hidden under the skin, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and a touch of joy quietly bloomed on his face.
Unexpectedly, this time it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, and I was able to achieve a breakthrough in my realm.
Turning back, he glanced at the rune that was still releasing its oppressive aura with a bit of reluctance. Then Ye Fan walked steadily down the altar. A few hours later, Ye Fan returned to the place where he came from.
Looking up at the energy shield in the sky, a look of pain appeared on his little face. He was only at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, and although he could reach a height of about ten feet in one leap, it was completely different compared to this energy shield that was over a thousand feet tall.
It can be ignored.
Just when Ye Fan was frowning, An Qiu's mocking voice suddenly came to mind.
"Boy, there's no other way to go. Call me Master Qiu, and Master Qiu will give you a pair of wings and let you turn into a bird and fly up."
Hearing An Qiu's teasing, Ye Fan snorted coldly: "If you want to stay here for the rest of your life, just keep showing off."
Sensing the sullen look on Ye Fan's face, An Qiu smacked his lips and said with a lack of interest: "You're so young, what's not good about learning? I just imitate others and pretend to be young and mature. After a while, you pour the mysterious energy into the stone tablet, and from
I'll help you activate the power of the stone tablet, and then fly up."
Hearing this, Ye Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense, and all the profound energy in his body poured into the Waning Moon Stone.
After drinking a cup of tea, a milky white beam of light shot out from the chest, and then turned into a halo of light to cover Ye Fan inside. After that, Ye Fan's body was seen rising slowly.
It was not until below the mask that the rising momentum slowed down. Ye Fan, who was wrapped in the aperture, slowly melted into the mask and gradually disappeared.
Through a long corridor, Ye Fan finally touched the bottom of the gravity stone. When Ye Fan closed the aperture and shattered the gravity stone, the scene in front of him made Ye Fan stunned for a while.
The swamp had turned into a large pit a hundred meters deep at some point. There were many figures around the pit searching for something. From the clothes on these people, Ye Fan recognized that they were all members of the Ye family. And the most surprising thing was that they were all members of the Ye family.
What shocked Ye Fan was the pile of corpses of little blood-colored snakes not far away. None of the tens of thousands of little blood-colored snakes were spared, and a long gash was cut into the abdomen of each corpse of the little blood-colored snakes. Bai
Huahua's internal organs were spilled all over the floor. The air was filled with thick blood, which was disgusting.
The people who were searching also found Ye Fan with a dull look on his face, and shouted in surprise: "I found the young master, I found the young master..."
Shouts of surprise rushed into Ye Fan's ears, and then the dark crowd surged in like surging waves, instantly drowning Ye Fan's thin body.
When he learned from everyone that Ye Xiaotian had ordered him to dig three feet into the ground to find him, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a little moist at the corners of his eyes.
"Young Master, if you have nothing else to do, please come back with us as soon as possible. The head of the family has been going crazy these days."
The person who spoke was named Ye Wenbo, an elder of the Ye family.
After thinking about it, Ye Fan also felt that it was useless to stay after he had just broken through. Moreover, he had been away from home for more than three months, and Ye Fan also missed his parents very much. So he went back with Ye Wenbo.
On the way back, he was protected by a group of guards but did not encounter any danger. In the evening, Ye Fan hurried back home. From a distance, he saw Ye Xiaotian standing in front of the house and looking at him. A pair of tiger eyes with hidden tears.
move.
"Father." Ye Fan called loudly and trotted into Ye Xiaotian's arms.
Touching Ye Fan's slightly rough face with his palms, Ye Xiaotian kept murmuring.
"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back!"
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two of them, giving off a faint golden halo. This beautiful scene made the guards and servants in the distance hold their breath for fear of ruining this happy moment.