Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor-Chapter 491 - 488 Sword Pavilion Tang Fengyang! [Second Update]

Chapter 491: Chapter 488 Sword Pavilion Tang Fengyang! [Second Update]

Sword Pavilion, resembling a giant sword, isolates Bashu from the outside world.

Ancients said: Sword Pavilion is steep and towering, one man guards the pass, ten thousand are unable to open!

With his white hair, Mr. Tang, supported by his granddaughter Tang Yuhong, came here with trembling steps.

He looked up at the towering mountains that rose from the ground: "Yuhong, I can go up alone, you all wait here for me!"

Tang Yuhong said, "Grandfather, the mountain is high and the road perilous, there might even be tigers and wolves. Let me accompany you!"

Mr. Tang waved his hand and said, "No need, don’t worry, I will be fine!"

Seeing the firm tone of Mr. Tang, Tang Yuhong did not insist further: "Then please be careful, grandpa. Uncle Fu and I will wait here for you. Just call out if you need anything!"

Mr. Tang nodded, then with the aid of his cane, staggered up the mountain.

At the summit of Sword Pavilion, there lies a solitary grave.

In front of the grave, a middle-aged man with a weathered face and deep-set eyes is kneeling.

In his hand, he holds freshly picked plum blossoms, while his other hand gently caresses the characters on the tombstone, Wife Lian’er.

"Lian’er, today is your birthday. I’ve brought your favorite plum blossoms. Open your eyes and see, do you like them?"

Unconsciously, his eye sockets have reddened. Hot tears spill out.

A decade of separation between life and death. Not considering it doesn’t make it forgettable. A thousand miles of solitary graves, nowhere to speak the desolation.

Suddenly!

The mountain wind begins to rise!

The iron sword stuck in the boulder clatters and makes a ’wu wu’ sound.

The middle-aged man turned his head with a slightly surprised expression.

He saw an old man with white hair, leaning on a cane, tremblingly standing behind him.

"Why have you come?"

The old man glanced at the desolate grave and rasped, "Third son, I came to see you!"

"I’m fine, no need for you to see!"

"Third son, it was your father’s mistake back then. It’s been twenty years, can you not forgive me?"

The middle-aged man remained indifferent and did not speak.

"Third son, come back home with me. The Tang Family needs you!"

"This place is my home, where else do I need to go? Without me, Tang Fengyang, Tang Family will still be Tang Family, a renowned century-old aristocratic family. But without me, Lian’er would have nothing!"

"But she’s already dead!"

"Would she have died without you all?"

That last sentence, Tang Fengyang nearly roared out.

Mr. Tang, leaning on his cane, fell silent in the wind.

After a long time, he finally spoke, "Third son, perhaps you don’t know yet. Your eldest brother is dead, your second brother is dead, and your two nephews, Yulin and Yulang, are also dead. Now, the Tang Family is in dire straits, hanging by a thread, come back with me!"

Hearing this, Tang Fengyang stiffened.

"My eldest and second brothers, their skills had reached the Demigod Realm, right? Who has the capability to kill them?"

"It was a young man named Li Chen. He’s just of age and has already stepped into the God Realm. You’ve been guarding Sword Pavilion for twenty years straight, so it’s normal you haven’t heard of him. It’s said he’s from the Imperial Capital Li Family, the son of Li Lingyun!"

Tang Fengyang paused momentarily, his lips curling into a bitter smile.

"So it seems, Lian’er is his aunt after all. Isn’t it righteous and just for a nephew to avenge his aunt?"

Hearing this, Mr. Tang became anxious.

"Righteous and just? Those two who died were your blood brothers!"

Tang Fengyang gave a miserable bitter laugh: "Blood brothers? When they killed Lian’er, did they think about us being blood brothers?"

Mr. Tang trembled with anger.

"Fine, fine, fine, let’s assume those two deserved to die. But what about the other members of the Tang Family, who are innocent? Are you really so heartless, watching them die one by one, watching the entire Tang Family be annihilated?"

Tang Fengyang remained silent, and did not speak again.

All humans have emotions; who can truly be heartless?

Seeing him silent, Mr. Tang suddenly became deeply sorrowful, looking up to the sky and sighing.

"Heaven’s calamities can be survived, but self-inflicted ones cannot. Oh heavens, what sins have I committed for you to punish me like this!" freeweɓnøvel.com

He hadn’t even finished shouting when fury overwhelmed him, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Tang Fengyang hurried forward to support him.

Mr. Tang suddenly gripped his hand tightly, barely whispering, "Third son, it was your father’s fault back then, but now your elder and second brothers are already dead, and my old bones will soon join them."

"The debt we owed Little Lian has largely been repaid. Now only you can save our Tang Family. Do not let the family’s centuries-old foundation be destroyed in an instant, destroyed in an instant!"

After saying these last words, he tightly gripped Tang Fengyang’s hand and then his grip slackened powerlessly.

Tang Fengyang held Mr. Tang’s thin body, remaining silent for a long time.

After a long while, he reached out to gently close Mr. Tang’s still-wide eyes.

"Father, rest in peace beneath the spring. With me here, the Tang Family endures!"

...

Three days later, Mr. Tang was buried in a grand funeral.

Tang Fengyang, who had been missing for twenty full years, reemerged into worldly society, taking charge of the Tang Family.

And on the same day, he issued a challenge to Donghua Li Immortal Master, setting the fight on Sword Pavilion’s summit on New Year’s Eve.

The nation was shocked.

Everyone’s attention turned toward the Bashu Sword Pavilion.

When Yuann Family Master Yuann Jintian heard the news, he burst out laughing.

"With Tang Fengyang leaving seclusion, that Li Chen brat is as good as dead!"

Within the Yuann Family, someone boldly asked in confusion, "Family Head, even Golden Cauldron True Man, a divine-level master, fell at the hands of Immortal Master Li. What capability does Tang Fengyang have to slay Immortal Master Li?"

Yuann Jintian did not directly answer his question but smirked coldly and said, "Twenty-four years ago, Golden Cauldron True Man fought with Tang Fengyang once. Guess what happened?"

The Yuann family members looked at each other in puzzlement, unable to guess.

Yuann Jintian held up four fingers and said, "Back then, Golden Cauldron True Man’s skill had reached the Peak of Innate Late Stage, but even so, he only lasted four moves against Tang Fengyang!"

Hearing this, the individuals of the Yuann Family were all astounded.

Twenty-four years ago, Tang Fengyang was merely thirty years old and yet he defeated Golden Cauldron True Man, who was at the Peak of Innate Late Stage, in just four moves — this was beyond imagination.

As if the shock wasn’t enough for them, Yuann Jintian then stood with his hands behind his back and sighed, "Back then, Li Lingyun also fought Golden Cauldron True Man. Using just three and a half moves, he defeated him, even outperforming Tang Fengyang."

"Fortunately, he died young. Otherwise, let him grow another twenty years. Across the entire world, nobody would have been his match!"