An Old Friend

Along the secluded path, there were trails of blood prints like one who had been injured.

"This..." Ling Yue felt her heart clenched and she resisted the impulse to scream 'Master' again.

There was holy emperor blood spilled on the entire path that led towards the Heavenly Profound Saint Emperor's residence.

Looking at the current situation, it could be figured out that the holy blood on the ground seemed to be both Emperor Tian Xuan's and his opponent's. This proved that a bloody battle must have played out here. With so much blood spilled, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the Heavenly Profound Saint Emperor might be near-death or fatally injured.

WHOOSH!

The wind blew as Ling Feng and Ling Yue landed on one of the most brilliant reflecting peak of the Enlightened Saint Temple. The structure built here was quite dilapidated but there was dense aura of the ancients in the air. The layer of Spiritual Qi here was quite robust, it had even formed into a mist around the 'structure'.

From the view outside, one could make out a still figure in a crossed leg state. The vitality exuded by the figure was quite thin, almost non-existent. By the side of the figure, there was a lit-up candle with a slowly flickering flame. At the sight of the figure, Ling Feng and Ling Yue couldn't hold back their tears.

"Master!"

"Senior Tian Xuan"

Ling Feng and Ling Yue called out at the same time and hurried over without hesitation. Ling Yue especially had her heart like a shattered vase as she cried her eyes out. Even Ling Feng who had been calm couldn't help but feel his own eyes watered.

DRIP!

A teardrop from Ling Feng landed and he clutched his hand as though it were his grieving heart. A cold glint was sheathed in the depths of his eyes as he thought of the viciousness and ruthlessness that the Dark Sovereign had unleashed.

"Little Yue... you still came when Master told you to stay back... hais!" a creaking sound came forth as the still figure adjusted to wards Ling Feng and Ling Yue.

A stunning middle aged face was revealed, this was Saint Emperor Tian Xuan. His eyes were like the stars despite these stars were losing their luminance. There was a bloody diamond mark on his forehead and his jet like hair projected downwards. He was a little too handsome for his age.

With a calm smile, he patted gently on Ling Yue's shoulders. Ling Yue instantly jolted at this touch. The hand that patted her was ethereal and covered in a weak golden glow. It was evident that her master had died and knew she would still come after learning he was in danger.

The last will and remnant thought here was to comfort her and give her hope.

"Master... forgive Yue'er for being unfilial...I shouldn't have left with Big Brother Feng... It's just that Yue'er was really worried when the two Emperors said that Master would surely die" Ling Yue muttered with muffled sobs as her face reddened.

"Hais..."

Saint Tian Xuan sighed softly, his face was filled with heartfelt pity for his beloved disciple. In his eyes, this two royalties were already his children from back then. If not for the disaster of the Dark Sovereign sweeping through and razing down the royal family first, this prince and princess would be somewhere safe in the palace.

But life was always unable to be predicted, it couldn't helped anymore. Possibly, it had been signed that the Dark Sovereign would be fated to conquer the Azure Thunder Continent. The royal family and their allies were destined to be the blood to sanctify and consolidate his rule.

No matter how defiant one was, unless through death, they couldn't escape this cruel fate. Before he opposed the Dark Sovereign, he had already imagined this day. But it never occurred to him that it would be so sudden that he was unprepared. Hence, his death was quite miserable, the blood of the thousands of disciples in the Sacred Enlightened Temple would be requested from him by the heavens.

"It's alright Little Yue... your Master's life is quite tough so he wouldn't die so easily like that. I'm going for a long astral travel to a far-away dimension to find a solution to this plague of the Dark Sovereign. Master still wants you to live boldly even after this catastrophe. You are the only bloodline left in the lineage of the Enlightened Saint Temple. Promise me that you will one day make our great temple's name resound in the Azure Thunder Continent"

Saint Emperor Tian Xuan sounded solemn especially in the closing sentence. It seemed like a comforting message to re-kindle her martial spirit and her feeble dao-heart. In the real sense, Ling Feng who understood that this was the parting message of the Saint Emperor felt sad.

He clenched his fists as if in concordance to Saint Emperor Tian Xuan's statement. The firmness in his body made this promise even more engrained to his soul. he was after all a prince, but if not for the assistance of the Heavenly Profound Saint Emperor within the last decade, he might not probably be alive any longer.

"Yue'er promises Master that she would make the name of the great temple to resound once more in the Azure Thunder Continent" Ling Yue nodded her head and vowed in accordance to her Master's wish.

"That's more like it... now Master feels much more relaxed to go to this far-away dimension... It's running quite late so Master has to leave now ha-ha! Goodbye Yue'er and little friend Feng " the Heavenly Profound Saint Emperor chuckled eccentrically as his body turned into speckles of light.

Watching the dispersing light, Ling Yue put up her hand to catch a bit of the particles. She rubbed off her moistly eyes and her gaze turned sharp and clear. If she truly survived this ordeal, her mental state would likely undergo a qualitative change.

WHOOSH!

The wind blew fiercely, concealing the terrifying killing intent it bore. Ling Feng seemed to have sensed the current change and he couldn't help but look up.

"What a touching scene to witness... the Master parts with his disciples... I can't come to accept the fact that the great Heavenly Profound Saint Emperor has fallen haha!" a charming and coquettish voice erupted from nowhere. Ling Yue's expression turned chilly when the matter of the Saint Emperor Tian Xuan was mentioned.

RIP!

The space was ripped open to reveal the owner of the voice just now. A young sixteen-year like girl dressed in revealing scarlet robes appeared with a grin on her made-up face.

It's her!

The expressions of Ling Feng and Ling Yue became totally cold at the same time. They unleashed a powerful killing intent that dyed the heavens red. They clearly recognized the old friend who came visiting, but this didn't seem like fun.