Chapter 1127 - Danger
Within fifteen minutes, everyone had left the heavenly coffin. Everyone else left, leaving only Liu Wuxie, Ye Hongyi, and Jiao Ba.
"Jiao Ba, wait outside for me," Ye Hongyi instructed.
Jiao Ba gripped his massive hammers. Though covered in wounds, he stood tall and unwavering—a living testament to his brute strength. He had held off a Heaven Profound Realm cultivator and a wave of Earth Profound Realm elites. Surviving that kind of siege was nothing short of miraculous.
As Jiao Ba departed, the rift in the heavenly coffin sealed shut, and silence fell upon the world inside.
Ye Hongyi slowly descended from the sky and stopped in front of Liu Wuxie. Their gazes met and held for a long moment.
"I'm leaving," Ye Hongyi said, her tone unusually sorrowful. "Perhaps we might never meet again."
After a decade of waiting, she had finally fulfilled her long-cherished wish.
"I understand,” Liu Wuxie nodded. He had always suspected that Ye Hongyi wasn't a native of the True Martial Continent—that she came from a higher plane.
"The one who conspired against your grandfather is the Liu Clan's grand elder," Ye Hongyi said, speaking the words she knew he yearned to hear.
"That's impossible! I saw the grand elder die with my own eyes!" Liu Wuxie's expression darkened in disbelief. That moment made him realize the full extent of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion's secrets.
"That was merely a puppet," Ye Hongyi said calmly. "The true grand elder has hidden himself all this time."
Liu Wuxie frowned. "You're saying it wasn't Liu Xiaotian who coveted the patriarch's seat, but Liu Shen?"