Chapter 1108: Chapter 1112: The Shattered Mountain Gate

After a day and night of frantic travel, Xia Liu finally returned to Osmanthus Village.

The Benz had long lost its original composed grandeur.

The moment he got out of the car, spiritual energy was no longer held back, and his body soared skyward.

Osmanthus Sect, not long ago, was still a place of prosperity, where the bright future belonged to everyone.

Looking at it today, no one is left, only a sight full of ruins and debris.

The once majestic Osmanthus Sect, its mountain gate collapsed, vegetation withered.

There was no longer the grandeur of the past.

As Xia Liu arrived before the mountain gate, his footsteps suddenly froze.

His steps became heavy as if he could no longer lift them.

“Senior Ye!”

Unable to sense Ye Wuya’s presence, Xia Liu immediately rushed into the only remaining hall of Osmanthus Sect.

What used to be a magnificent main hall is now broken and shabby, as if it could collapse at any moment.

In the center of the hall was an unremarkable wooden table.

There were two chairs beside the table, and two used teacups, where once discussions took place.

After a casual glance, Xia Liu picked up the white paper on the table.

“Xia Liu, Ye Tiande has been here, he left a letter on the table, I’m sorry, my cultivation was ultimately too weak, I’m sorry…”

These two apologies were filled with endless self-blame.

Before leaving home, Ye Wuya promised to protect the mountain gate.

In the end, he couldn’t do it.

Helplessness and self-blame.

“Senior Ye, how can you say you’re sorry? For me, you’ve probably been delayed too much already.”

Xia Liu let out a light laugh, not knowing if he was laughing at himself or at the cold and heartless world.

Although angry, Xia Liu’s heart was very calm.

Since Ye Wuya could leave him a message, it meant he was not in mortal danger.

But as for the injuries on his body, it was unknown.

Putting down the paper, Xia Liu opened the envelope left by Ye Tiande.

As the envelope opened, a large “DEATH” loomed before his eyes.

Looking further down, a line of red words dazzled glaringly.

“In five days, Ye Tiande will come again. If you do not appear, the lives within a hundred-mile radius will be offered in sacrifice to my son’s heroic spirit.”

Hiss!

No longer able to suppress the raging storm within.

With a tremor of his hand, the envelope dissolved into scattered shreds.

“Ah!”

Bang bang bang bang!!!

No more restraint, Xia Liu let out a roar.

His spirit force expanded, and instantly, the sound of explosions echoed across the vast lands.

The only remaining main hall also collapsed at this time.

Tiles and bricks fell.

The people standing in the main hall did not dodge.

They let the rubble collide with their bodies.

Tiles covered the head.

Dust flew in all directions.

There was no longer a single intact building in Osmanthus Sect.

“Ye Tiande! Xuantian Sect! One of the five immortal sects of Huaxia, you’ve reached your end!”

Boiling blood continued to flow.

Xia Liu pulled out his legs trapped under stones and stepped step by step towards a cliff at the back mountain.

The maple trees were lush, with the sound of the wind cold and harsh, the teapot on the table still there.

Xia Liu vividly remembered that day, Guo Po had reached a consensus with him here.

Returning to this place, the mountain gate was already in ruins.

Perhaps this is fate.

Sitting on the stone chair, Xia Liu closed his eyes, and the Five Elements Mantra quietly circulated.

Since Ye Tiande was coming, he would wait for him here.

Xia Liu wanted to see how he would destroy the area within a hundred miles!

Flame Sun replaced by the Shade Moon, and at some unknown time, dark clouds gathered in the sky.

Raindrops, thin as hair, began to pour down on the land.

This rain lasted two days, eventually turning into rain the size of beans.

By the looks of it, within a short period of time, the rain would not stop.

As more dark clouds gathered, the sound of thunder roared through the clouds.

Rumble!!!

Another series of muffled thunders echoed within the clouds.

Suddenly, more dark clouds began to converge from the distance.

Shortly afterward, the dark clouds began to move.

Finally, they mingled above Osmanthus Sect.

It was at this moment.

Several powerful auras appeared outside the shattered mountain gate of Osmanthus Sect.

With closed eyes, Xia Liu slowly opened them.

A flash of vital energy flickered among them.

Then, he closed his eyes again, as if everything was so calm, with no signs of disturbance.

“Xia Liu, you dare to come back!”

As Xia Liu closed his eyes, a thick voice thundered throughout.

Rumble!!!

The cloudsky above was disturbed by a massive energy imbalance, pure thunder descended, exploding on the ground.

Facing this power of thunderbolt, with powerful cultivators, Xia Liu remained unchanged, still seated on the stone chair.

Not long after, five figures appeared on the mountainside.

Standing at the forefront was Xuantian Sect’s Sect Master, Ye Tiande.

He wore a dignified and splendid robe, wordlessly staring at the figure under the maple tree.

His powerful aura spread, causing the rain to avoid his body.

With a cultivation at the fifteenth layer of Qi Cultivation, it kept the four people behind from uttering a sound.

Those four were gray-haired elders.

Even though their cultivation levels were partially concealed, they could not escape Xia Liu’s divine sense.

Four cultivators at the thirteenth layer of Qi Cultivation.

They must be elder-level members of Xuantian Sect.

“Xia Liu, today I will make you wish you were dead!”

As the spell unfolded, the blood within Ye Tiande began to boil.

Because he was sure, the person under the maple tree was Xia Liu.

Xia Liu was the murderer who killed his son!

“Tell me, what does life mean to you?”

After a long silence, Xia Liu opened his eyes, looking plainly at Ye Tiande.

“That question should be mine to ask you, why exactly did you have to kill my son?”

Ye Tiande struggled to suppress his anger, fearing he wouldn’t be able to refrain from tearing Xia Liu apart in an instant.

He didn’t want that.

He wanted Xia Liu to wish for death!

Only then could Ye Chen rest in peace.

“Your son was arrogant and egotistical, treating others as mere playthings, wantonly toying with them, seeing I had a treasure, he even wanted to kill me for it…”

There was much more, but Xia Liu didn’t say it all, just asked one question: “If he tried to kill me but ended up being killed instead, what do you think?”

“What do I think? My son, as the young master of Xuantian Sect, the future sect master, took a liking to your treasure, it was your fortune! If he wished to kill you, it was the virtue of your ancestors!”

Ye Tiande arrogantly stared at Xia Liu.

A lowly wild cultivator, how could he compare to one of the five immortal sects of Huaxia, the Xuantian Sect?

“The decay of a sect is not the fault of the disciples, but because they don’t have a good leader, their leader’s mind filled with nothing but water, vast as the oceans.”

Xia Liu once again witnessed what it meant to be a fool.

Having lived to such an age, Ye Tiande still harbored such thoughts.

Does he really see himself as superior?

Does he truly believe he is noble, and others’ lives are mere trifles?

“Hmph! I’ll give you a chance, cripple your own hands and feet, and I’ll spare your life!”

With a cold snort, Ye Tiande stopped uttering other useless words.

Today, with his fifteenth layer Qi Cultivation level, plus four thirteenth layer elders.

Even if Ye Wuya returned, it would be difficult to protect Xia Liu.

“There are too many people in the world who want my life, too many, but alas, meeting me only leads to one result…”

Xia Liu slowly stood up from the stone chair.

Fearlessly and unhindered, he looked at Ye Tiande and said, “As for you, you will be no exception…”