Chapter 1596: Twists and turns

Having won two consecutive matches, Huo Jian was no longer as composed as before.

"Grandpa, do you think that Ye can really win?"

"How is that possible?" Huo Dongping shook his head. "No matter how strong he is, he is still just a Martial Saint.

On the path of the Martial Dao, all below the Emperor Realm are like ants. As long as he has not stepped into the Emperor Realm, it is impossible for him to be Hong Sihai's opponent; he is destined to be utterly defeated.

It seems they have the advantage now, but in reality, there has been no substantial change. As soon as an Emperor Realm expert makes a move, he will immediately turn to dust."

Huo Jian nodded, a look of joy returning to his face: "Grandpa is right, I'm relieved then."

Although Situ Changkong was very displeased with the conversation between the Grandson and his Grandpa, he had to silently acknowledge the facts they presented.

The higher one Cultivates in the Martial Dao, the greater the gap between levels. Between a Martial Saint and the Emperor Realm, there is an insurmountable chasm.

Even if one's Cultivation reaches the Great Perfection Realm of a Martial Saint, it is still only a Martial Saint, and cannot be compared to an Emperor Realm expert.

Subsequently, the room fell into a brief silence, and everyone's gaze was fixed on the phone.

After a while, the phone suddenly rang. Although the sound was not loud, it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Situ Changkong reached out and pressed the speaker button. Unlike last time, this time a panicked voice came from the other end.

"Elder, something happened! Grand Elder Hong Sihai from Yunxia Mountain personally entered the arena. Although he let Mr. Ye make three moves, Mr. Ye still couldn't break his defense.

In the end, Hong Sihai struck with a palm, and Mr. Ye was directly gone!"

"What, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'gone'?"

Situ Changkong immediately cried out in alarm.

"After one move, Mr. Ye disappeared without a trace. To this day, there's no sign of him, dead or alive. Some say he was completely pulverized!"

Upon hearing this news, Situ Changkong and An Daoquan's expressions turned grim, their hearts filled with sorrow and anger. They could not accept that such an outstanding Young man had fallen in this manner.

While they were heartbroken, Huo Jian burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, he's dead, that小子 is finally dead! I knew someone so arrogant would die sooner or later!"

"Indeed, all below the Emperor Realm are ants. Even if his Martial Saint combat power is strong, he is still no match for an Emperor Realm expert."

Huo Dongping's face also bloomed with a smile, "That小子 should have come to kneel and surrender to this old man long ago. That way, he might have been able to save his life, instead of

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dying without a complete corpse like this.

But he insisted on pretending to have backbone, pretending to be tough, but you also need to have that strength."

At this point, the Grandson and his Grandpa laughed heartily together, their laughter utterly unrestrained.

But before they could finish laughing, a sudden exclamation came from the other end of the phone: "Oh, Mr. Ye has been rescued! He was just hiding in the lake water. Now, not only is he unharmed, but he has also broken through to the Peak state of a Martial Saint…"

"Uh…"

Huo Dongping and the other man were halfway through their laughter when they suddenly stopped, like roosters with their necks caught.

"How is this possible? How could he still be alive after an attack from an Emperor Realm expert? How could he even Breakthrough? Are you mistaken? Are you seeing things?"

Such a huge contrast caused Huo Jian's emotions to nearly spiral out of control, and he roared frantically into the phone.

But he shouted for a long time, and there was only silence on the other end, without any further response.

Huo Jian turned his head: "Grandpa, I told you that小子 must be talking nonsense, he must have seen it wrong. How is this possible?"

Huo Dongping frowned slightly, "I think so too. This is completely illogical. How could he not die but instead Breakthrough after taking a blow from an Emperor Realm expert…?"

But fate seemed to be playing continuous jokes on this Grandson and his Grandpa. Suddenly, an excited shout came from the other end of the phone.

"Elder, he's dead! He's dead!"

Hearing him shout like this, Huo Dongping immediately became smug: "I knew he must be dead. A mere Martial Saint has no hope of surviving against an Emperor Realm expert…"

Before he could finish speaking, the phone on the other end excitedly shouted again: "Grand Elder Hong Sihai of Yunxia Mountain is dead! Slain by Mr. Ye's single sword strike!"

"What?!"

This news was too shocking. Huo Dongping, who was originally sitting and drinking tea, suddenly jumped up.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible! Hong Sihai is an Emperor Realm expert, how could he be slain by a Martial Saint?"

He looked angrily at An Daoquan and the other man: "What kind of people did you arrange over there? Are they crazy? Why are they spouting nonsense?"

Situ Changkong also found it somewhat unbelievable and asked again, "What are you saying? Did you see it wrong? Did you say it wrong? Who exactly died?"

"Hong Sihai is dead! His head was even cut off! Yunxia Mountain has publicly conceded defeat!"

"Really? Are you telling the truth?"

Upon hearing this news, Situ Changkong was so excited that

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his whole body trembled.

"Elder, it's absolutely true! Yunxia Mountain has publicly conceded defeat, and their only two remaining Elders have retreated. Listen to the cheers around here…"

After speaking, the person on the other end pressed the speaker button, and then the sound of overwhelming cheers, like mountains and seas, came through the microphone, occasionally accompanied by angry curses, all directed at Yunxia Mountain.

"Oh my God, it's actually true! Xiao Fan really won."

Situ Changkong and An Daoquan were immediately overjoyed, and turbid tears flowed from their old eyes. These were not tears of sadness, but of excitement and happiness.

This decisive battle was simply too thrilling, with twists and turns and constant reversals. Fortunately, they finally achieved victory.

"Old Shopkeeper, let's hurry and pick up Xiao Fan and celebrate his success! Our Xuanyuan Pavilion has truly produced a Dragon this time!"

After speaking, they no longer paid attention to Huo Dongping and his Grandson. They left Xuanyuan Pavilion and headed straight towards Yanbo Lake.

"This…"

The two people in the room looked at each other, their eyes wide with disbelief.

After a moment, Huo Jian asked with a trembling voice: "Grandpa, do you think this is true? That小子 really killed Hong Sihai? Can he really defeat an Emperor Realm expert?"

Huo Dongping sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression. Although he was a million times unwilling to admit it, the facts were right before his eyes, and he could only nod in the end.

"How is this possible? Could it be that that小子 has been hiding his Cultivation all along? Could it be that he is also an Emperor Realm expert?"

Huo Jian's expression was agitated, his hands trembling, and he still couldn't believe this fact.

He had always been incredibly arrogant, believing that being able to step into the Saint Realm in his twenties already made him an unparalleled Genius.

But now that he encountered Ye Bufan, who was even younger than him, yet could even slay an Emperor Realm expert, his own Cultivation was nothing but trash in comparison.

"Grandpa, I'm not convinced! This can't be true."

Huo Jian kept shouting, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

"I want you to kill him! I want you to avenge me!"

At this moment, he couldn't quite articulate what kind of mentality he had—was it envy, jealousy, hatred? In short, he just wanted the other person to die!

"Shut up!"

Huo Dongping roared. At this moment, he realized how foolish his always pampered Grandson was.

The other party could even kill Hong Sihai, and could also harm him. At this time, what was he shouting about killing and revenge? Wasn't that seeking death?