Unexpected Ending

Outside the inheritance space, many cultivators were quietly waiting and knew nothing about what happened inside the hall.

While they were waiting for someone to come out, a golden light rushed towards this place from the distance.

Before long, the golden light arrived next to the passage, revealing an old man wearing a golden armor.

Some cultivators originally wanted to stop him, but when they sensed the old man's aura, they cowered in fear.

They could see that despite his fickle appearance, the old man was very strong, stronger than anyone else they had ever met.

In an instant, most of them ran away, knowing that the inheritance would most likely end up in the old man's pocket.

The old man glanced at them briefly and then didn't care about them.

As a Saint cultivator, even if he had fought against Liu Feng and was injured, he could still kill them all with just a wave of his hands.

He was about to step into the passage, when a red light flashed next to him.

When the shining red light disappeared, an ordinary-looking young man with a cultivation of Foundation Building appeared.

The young man didn't seem to care about anyone else around and hurriedly ran away, as if he was escaping from something terrifying.

It took the old man half a second to process all of this and when he recovered, Xiao Huo had almost ran away.

"Boy! Stop!"

The old man shouted angrily.

From the way the young man appeared, he could guess that he might have gotten his ancestor's inheritance.

How could he let him go so easily?

A sacred golden light appeared instantly behind him and turned into a golden net.

Then, with a wave of the old man's hands, it was thrown towards Xiao Huo.

Some of the cultivators that were running away also saw Xiao Huo and were considering whether to stop him or not, when they saw the golden net.

The golden net flew the air and was about to reach Xiao Huo when suddenly, a loud noise almost resounded throughout the whole Dark Mirror Forest.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The mountain below where the inheritance place was, to everyone's dismay, suddenly exploded.

Pieces of rocks, stones and dust flew everywhere, followed by a fierce red flame.

'Is this the ancestor's Blood Burning Flame?', the old man's eyes glowed with fanaticism.

As long as he obtained it, he could greatly increase his strength and stand up against Saint King cultivators.

What he didn't expect however was that the Blood Burning Flame didn't stop after the mountain's explosion and continued spreading throughout the whole area.

Whether it was the old man or some cultivators that were too late in running away, they were soon submerged in the red flames.

Only when the flames completely submerged the mountain and everything around it did they stop spreading.

The cultivators that were lucky enough to escape were filled with cold sweat, staring at the red flames with eyes filled with fear.

Even Xiao Huo's speed slowed down and he turned his head to look back.

"Did that old man die?"

"There is no way that he could survive this."

"Is this inheritance place a trap?"

"Did everyone inside die?"

The cultivators talked to each other and commented about what had just happened, as if they were afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

Facing this strange flame, they didn't believe that anyone in the Sun Empire could defend against it.

They could already imagine that with the death of the cultivators inside, a huge reshuffle of forces would happen in the Sun Empire in the near future.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

Inside the red flames, a bright golden light suddenly appeared.

The golden light seemed to be fighting against the red flames, while trying to run away.

A second later, the red flames at the edge parted away and a figure walked out of them.

It was the old man wearing the golden armor.

Even when he faced the Blood Burning Flame, the old man didn't seem to have suffered any injuries and looked completely fine.

Only he knew that the inside of his body was burning fiercely and he had lost most of his combat power.

Thinking of the Blood Burning Flame, the old man's eyes flashed with fear that then turned into anger.

Turning his head, he looked around until he found Xiao Huo's figure.

"Boy, are you the one responsible for this?", he asked in a hoarse voice filled with hatred.

After asking this question, the old man didn't wait for Xiao Huo to answer and took action directly.

Even if nothing had happened, he wouldn't have let Xiao Huo go, let alone now.

Despite his injuries, he still had the combat strength of a Soul Transformation cultivator.

Dealing with a little Foundation Building cultivator was easy.

The old man stretched his right arm out and made a grabbing gesture.

The golden light behind his body seemed to follow his movements, turning into a huge golden palm and rushing towards Xiao Huo.

Only now did Xiao Huo wake up.

Facing this palm, he had the illusion that he was being punished by an indifferent but majestic god.

He had no doubt that if that golden palm fell on him, there would be no way that he could survive.

He went through countless methods but he couldn't find a way to escape from the golden palm.

His master was in deep sleep, his treasures had ran out and his strength was obviously unable to deal with it.

It was only then that he finally remembered that he actually had one more precious treasure on him.

With some reluctance on his face, Xiao Huo took out a piece of white paper and threw towards the old man.

"Pavilion Owner, save me!", he shouted in panic.

When the old man saw the white paper that flew towards him, he sneered in disdain.

How could a mere paper deal with him?

He was about to say something, when the white paper suddenly disintegrated on its own.

Then, it turned into a majestic figure that was hundreds of meters tall.

The figure was a young man, with black hair and blue eyes, wearing long white robes and having an indifferent look on his face.

His aura was ordinary, completely harmless, looking like a mortal.

But the moment he appeared, the old man's intuition warned him of danger.

He made another move and wanted to take back the golden palm to defend, when the young man moved.

Looking at everything around him, the young man, Li Yuan, was actually quite happy.

He could see that although the old man's cultivation was very high, he was injured at the moment, affecting his combat power.

Moreover, the cultivators that stayed outside the inheritance place were still here, acting as an audience.

This was the opportunity he had been waiting for, an opportunity to show off.

'Ahem... No, this isn't showing off. I take action just to save Xiao Huo's life. Yes. That's it.'

Despite his inner excitement, he remained calm on the surface, stretched out his right hand and pointed at the old man with his index finger.

In his fingertip, a black, chaotic flame appeared, the Chaos Flame he had just created.

With a thought of his mind, the Chaos Flame turned into a ray and flew towards the old man at an extremely fast speed.

The old man was still trying to manipulate the golden palm, when the black ray appeared in front of him, piercing right through his forehead.

Even then, the old man didn't die.

Such an injury would be fatal to mortals, but to Saint cultivators, it was easy to recover from it.

He could feel that although this ray was quite strong, it was still not strong enough to kill him.

That was, of course, at any other time.

The moment the Chaos Flame entered his body, the old man felt that the Burning Blood Flame inside his body resonated with it and its power significantly increased.

The old man sensed this and wanted to calm it down, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.

He had already been injured twice before, severely affecting his combat power.

Now, when he faced the outbreak of the Burning Blood Flame, coupled with Li Yuan's attack, he could no longer hold on.

His eyes flashed with unwillingness when he thought of everything that happened.

He had just come here to receive his ancestor's inheritance, how could he die?

His question received no answer, as his body was quickly burned, turning into ashes and flying in the wind.

It looked like a lot of time had passed, but from Li Yuan's appearance, to the old man dying, less than a second had passed.

When everyone recovered, they were shocked by the previous scene.

This powerful old man, who could even fight against this strange red flame and was suspected of being a Saint was killed with just flick of this young man's fingers.

"Who is he?", this was the thought that appeared in everyone's minds.