First Meeting

While everyone were celebrating, Hannya was alone sitting on the branch of Sakura Tree.

He took out his pipe as he lean his back on the tree. Raising his head, he looked at the moon shining beautifully in the sky.

Blowing out a smoke, his mind is peaceful. It's been awhile since he felt comfortable. Must be because he got to see everyone again, reminding him of the guys from Kozuki Clan.

Since he arrived in this world, lots of things happened which made him feel a bit tired.

If possible, he really wanted to maintain a peaceful life but based on what happened today and that 'person's' presence in this world... A peaceful life is only a wishful thinking.

Suddenly, four figures appeared not far from him.

Without even giving them a glance, Hannya knew who they are.

Their appearance was soon revealed under the moonlight.

Gozumaru and Mezumarou greeted Hannya, behind them were two youngsters dressed in white.

It was none other than Ling Jie and Ling Yun.

They weren't around when the Night Parade of Hundred Demons captured everyone from the Heavenly Sword Villa since Ling Yuefeng told them to guard the Terrace until he finds a way to seal the "demon".

When they received the news, they immediately left their post and made their way to the Nura Clan.

"Are you guys here to plead for your clan?"

Hannya's straight forward question caught the two of them by surprise while their body involuntarily trembled.

No one can really blame them since they saw with their eyes how Hannya made Ling Kun suffer.

"You don't need to be scared. I'm not a psychopath that would just kill anyone. I only kill people who did something unforgivable."

His body silently disappeared from the tree and appeared in front of Ling Jie and Ling Yun.

Hannya's robe rippled in the wind. That same wind blew across Ling Jie and Ling Yun.

"Releasing the members of Heavenly Sword Villa is possible but your parents will have to remain."

Ling Yun was about to say something when Ling Jie grabbed his shoulder. Ling Yun looked at his younger brother shaking his head.

Releasing the members of the Heavenly Sword Villa is good enough. If they ask for a mile after getting an inch, the Supreme Commander might kill everyone.

"Thanks you for your magnanimity"

Hannya nodded and ordered Gozumaru and Mezumarou to fulfill his orders.

"Alright, I still have something to do, the two of you can just wait here."

When Ling Jie heard that Hannya is leaving, he unconciously stopped him.

"Wait!"

"Hmmm?", Hannya stopped on his tracks as he waited for Ling Jie to explain why he stopped him.

"Ummm, will you kill our parents?"

Ling Jie asked nervously, he doesn't know what Hannya plans to do but he still believes that Hannya will give him a positive answer.

"The two of you are definitely smart kids, so you guys might have already thought about this scenario."

Ling Jie and Ling Yun eyes flashed with nervousness.

"What do you think will happen when the Mighty Heavenly Sword Region learns about what happened today?"

The two of them already know about what Hannya is trying to say.

They are currently trapped between the Nura Clan and Mighty Heavenly Sword Region.

If they don't choose where to side, their destruction will happen sooner or later.

"Here's a suggestion, why don't you disband the sect? With everyone scattered around the world, there's no way that Mighty Heavenly Sword Region would waste their time and hunt down those small-fries. As for your parents? They will not die, as long as they remain with the Nura Clan."

Ling Yun and Ling Jie contemplated after hearing Hannya's suggestion. It sounds extremely convincing especially in their current situation.

If anyone were to choose between disbanding or extermination, most people would definitely choose the former.

After leaving those words, Hannya disappeared and reappeared at the gate where Greed was waiting.

"Shall we go? It's time to meet your grandfather."

Greed nodded casually, he doesn't really care about that "grandfather" since they are only related by blood.

Hannya looked towards the direction of the Heavenly Sword Villa's Management Terrace while thinking about the man that they will soon meet.

He is Yun Che's grandfather and the former patriarch of the Yun Family. He was the 2nd most powerful in terms of profound strength in the entire Illusory Demon Realm. He led the Yun Family and also led the Twelve Guardian Families that protected the ruler of the Illusory Demon Realm, the Demon Emperor. He was close friends with the emperor and was given the title of "Demon King" as a reward for his loyalty and service.

A hundred years ago, the Demon Emperor went missing and was supposedly captured in the Profound Sky Continent. He and ten of the strongest Grand Elders of the Yun Family traveled to the Profound Sky Continent to look for the Demon Emperor but they were ambushed by the Mighty Heavenly Sword Region. Yun Canghai was the only one left alive and was eventually imprisoned within the formation beneath the Heavenly Sword Villa's Sword Management Terrace.

This man will definitely become an important piece to gain their foothold in the Illusory Demon Realm.

Both of them immediately shot through the sky.

With their speed, it didn't take long for the The Sword Management Terrace to appear in their eyes.

Heavenly Sword Villa's Sword Management Terrace was several times larger than the ranking tournament's Sword Discourse Arena. As far as the eye could see, as many as ten thousand swords flew in the sky above the Sword Management Terrace, stirring up an even greater vortex of sword energy. When they landed at the Sword Management Terrace, waves and waves of sword energy would occasionally flit by. The sharp energy dully ached, as if knives were cutting into their face.

Various kinds of swords also covered the entire surface of the Sword Management Terrace, and a few heavy swords were also included among them. Though their numbers was extremely low, it they were definitely not of common grade. Even the most inferior weapon there was at least a Spirit Profound Artifact.

In the middle of the Sword Management Terrace, a pitch-black sword as large as the heavens was halfway into the ground and halfway into the sky. The incomparably enormous sword body released an ancient and heavy aura.

After walking for awhile Hannya stopped in front of the enormous sword. He turned around and said: "This sword, is called 'Heaven's Punishment' owned by your grandfather."

Greed wasn't impressed and just yawned. Seeing this, Hannya can only shake his head and made some hand gestures.

Rum… Rumble...

Soon, an enormous profound formation flashed from under the huge sword. In the profound formation's rotation, that huge sword as large as the sky slowly rose. Underneath the platform, was the lower half of the sword's body that had not seen night or day for twenty whole years.

The sword's body rose higher and higher, gradually reaching a height of several hundred meters. And just at this moment, a voice that sounded like it came from an evil spirit came from below:

GRR… AAHH!!!! Mighty Heavenly Sword Region, you old dogs! Have you come to visit this granddaddy again… HAHAHAHAHAHA… You pack of shameless, despicable, and treacherous dogs! If you have guts, hurry up and kill me already! I want to become a malicious spirit, tear the skin off your flesh, drink your blood, bite your bones into mush, pulverize your organs… and drag you all down to the eighteenth level of hell, to suffer the penetration of ten thousands of blades for all eternity, and feel the pain of burning in hellfire!!"

Both Hannya and Greed remained apathetic, they weren't intimidated by Yun Canghai's resentful voice.

The enormous Heaven's Punishment Sword continued to rise for a little while longer until it had finally stopped. The tip of huge sword moved a similarly sized surface which appeared at the previously empty space.

What appeared in front of the them was a huge light yellow half sphere barrier. Within the barrier, was the huge Heaven's Punishment Sword with several tens of chains on the tip of it firmly sealing a person with a full set of white hair. His hair had reached the ground a long time ago and covered half his body and face. His body was as thin as a match and had a face that was as wrinkled as an evil spirit, but his pair of eyes was as frightening as the sharpest knives in the world and radiated a resentment that was like the abyss of hell.

Hannya didn't alter his expression at all as he calmly and collectedly confirmed:

"Yun Canghai, I presume?"

The rage inside Yun Canghai immediately disappeared after he realized the fact that the one standing in front of him isn't a human.

"Who are you?"

Still, he remained vigilant.

"Nura Clan's Patriarch, Nurarihyon."

Yun Canghai frowned as he looked at Hannya.

He doesn't have any information about the demon standing in front of him but the air he around is similar to that of old demon.

He was a bit doubtful at first, there's no way that the Mighty Heavenly Sword Region would allow anyone to come here freely but when Hannya explained everything, he finally understood.

"I came here for three reasons. First is to free you. Second, is to recruit you and the last reason is to let you meet your grandson."

Hannya didn't waste time as he told Yun Canghai his purpose.

The old demon was stunned, the first two reasons that Hannya brought up disappeared from his thoughts.

The last reason was the only thing that registered in his mind.

"What..what did you just say?"

Seeing his expression, Hannya didn't respond, he just moved to the side and allow the old man to see Greed clearly.

Yun Canghai observed Greed's face carefully until his gaze inadvertently fell onto the copper colored pendant in Greed's neck… Instantly, it was as if he had been struck by a profound thunderbolt from the nine heavens. His entire body abruptly shook as both eyes fixedly stared wide open in an instant. 

Yun Canghai's whole face distort, his eyes were so excited that a frightening layer of crimson red covered it. His right hand clawed forward and his whole body desperately struggled, which brought about rushing sounds on the chain.