"The Wind Thunder Fan... is gone!" Xiao Yu’s face was pale, incredulous. As the heirloom treasure of Wind Thunder Mountain, the importance of the Wind Thunder Fan was self-evident. But now, this heirloom, passed down since the founding of Wind Thunder Mountain, has been severed by someone! At the founding of Wind Thunder Mountain, the founder was an invincible Emperor General. The Wind Thunder Fan was a Great Emperor Immortal Weapon bestowed by the Great Emperor whom the invincible Emperor General followed. Since then, that invincible Emperor General has always regarded it as the highest honor. Even when establishing the sect, the name was chosen as Wind Thunder Mountain to correspond with the Wind Thunder Fan. This shows how much Wind Thunder Mountain valued the Wind Thunder Fan. But today, the Wind Thunder Fan is completely gone. It was forcibly severed. For some reason, Xiao Yu felt not anger, but a sense of despair. Black Blade Sect, Black Blade Sect. Truly, no one dared to provoke them. This Tong Wuji, despite not being renowned within the Black Blade Sect, was still able to sever the Wind Thunder Fan, showing just how powerful the Black Blade Sect truly was. It was laughable that he came to Xuantian Emperor City with the Wind Thunder Fan, intending to kill someone. "No need for you to act, fellow Daoist." The ancestor of Wind Thunder Mountain let out a bitter laugh, raising his remaining left arm slowly to his forehead, and Xiao Yu, looking at the man with the dual-wielding sabers, softly said: "Just ask that you spare Wind Thunder Mountain." With that, he pointed a finger at his own forehead. A dull sound echoed, as Xiao Yu’s left arm fell powerlessly, and his body began to plummet. Then, while in midair, Xiao Yu burst into fragments. The destruction of the Wind Thunder Fan left this ancestor of Wind Thunder Mountain in despair, and utterly humiliated! When he left Wind Thunder Mountain, he carried an unstoppable momentum. But upon reaching Xuantian Emperor City, he brought shame to Wind Thunder Mountain. Not only that, he also shattered the glory left by his own ancestor. He had no face to return to Wind Thunder Mountain. Thus, this now also an ancestor of Wind Thunder Mountain chose to commit suicide. Of course, another critical point was that Xiao Yu understood the fearsome power of the Black Blade Sect. The Wind Thunder Fan was already lost, and if he chose to resist, even Wind Thunder Mountain could be implicated. Xiao Yu chose to end his life in front of Tong Wuji, not only because he felt ashamed to return to Wind Thunder Mountain, but also because he knew he had to use his life to earn the approval of the ’chief’ lord. In this way, Wind Thunder Mountain could continue to survive in the Central Earth Divine Continent. Otherwise, with the Black Sky Blade pointed at Wind Thunder Mountain, it would be the end. By then, all of Wind Thunder Mountain would be utterly destroyed. At that time, Xiao Yu truly wouldn’t be able to face his ancestors. "At least you have some backbone." Seeing Xiao Yu commit suicide, Tong Wuji sheathed his dual blades and said indifferently. Indeed, as Xiao Yu had thought. If Xiao Yu had not killed himself, Tong Wuji’s first action after slaying him would have been to charge towards Wind Thunder Mountain and utterly crush it. To dare provoke Emperor Ye, completely ignorant of life and death! Outside the Ancestor Temple. The scene was shocking. No one expected the situation would evolve to this extent. In their assumptions, though Tong Wuji was strong, he would never be able to deal with Xiao Yu wielding the Great Emperor Immortal Weapon. But the result was the Great Emperor Immortal Weapon was shattered, and Xiao Yu was forced to commit suicide! No one present had foreseen this. It truly left people shocked. "Is this what members of the Black Blade Sect are like..." For a moment, countless titans present were internally shaken, muttering silently to themselves. Looking at Ye Xuan, their eyes were filled with reverence. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕·𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎·𝚗𝚎𝚝 In their hearts, they had long regarded Ye Xuan as Nangong Bai, the chief of the Black Blade Sect. Though they didn’t know why Ye Xuan appeared here, it no longer mattered. Anyway, this battle today had once again shown the world the terrifying might of the Black Blade Sect. Song Jia, the Vice Sect Leader of Sky Demon Sea, was pale, trembling, and didn’t dare rise. Dared not utter a word. Likewise, Du Lishan of Wind Thunder Mountain was also pale, even after seeing his ancestor Xiao Yu’s suicide, he dared not say a single word. All of this was beyond their imagination. Song Jia turned to look at Du Lishan nearby, suddenly feeling fortunate, fortunate that the ancestor on Sky Demon Sea’s side hadn’t recklessly acted. Otherwise, the outcome would have been no better than Xiao Yu’s. At least now, he was still alive, which was an unfortunate stroke of luck. However, thinking of this made Song Jia somewhat angry. Initially, although Sky Demon Sea had thoughts of targeting Ye Xuan, it never would have reached such an extent, all because of Wind Thunder Mountain and Xuantian Ancient Country. Xuantian Ancient Country was fine, as due to internal changes, they didn’t participate in this battle. Song Jia could only hold resentment towards Wind Thunder Mountain. After all, it was Wind Thunder Mountain’s deep-seated enmity with Ye Xuan that dragged Sky Demon Sea into this. Tong Wuji descended in front of Ye Xuan, kneeling on one knee, respectfully speaking. "The Emperor Slaying Technique still needs improvement." Ye Xuan glanced at Tong Wuji, speaking slowly: "Arise." Tong Wuji, embarrassed, silently stood aside. Ye Xuan’s gaze swept over Du Lishan, Young Demon, and the others, finally resting on Song Jia, speaking softly and slowly: "After you return, inform your respective sects to divide half of their respective inheritances and send them to the Emperor Immortal Sect on Zhongxuan Mountain in the East Desolate." Ye Xuan did not mention the consequences. Today’s battle was to show these oblivious folks what it meant that the heavens are high and the earth is thick. With words said, what these people would do hardly mattered. Regardless, not listening meant being killed. Young Demon seemed to want to say some harsh words defiantly and was promptly slapped unconscious by Song Jia. Song Jia bowed to Ye Xuan: "Young master, I will immediately return to Sky Demon Sea to report." Du Lishan also stood up, bowed to Ye Xuan, then led the remaining people of Wind Thunder Mountain away from Xuantian Emperor City. Presumably intending to rush back to Wind Thunder Mountain as soon as possible to convey the bad news. As for how these two great powers would react, that was a story for another time. A Peace Festival ancestor worship ceremony concluded abruptly here. After the internal changes in the Xuantian Ancient Country, Tong Wutian ascended to the position of Xuantian Human Emperor. Tong Wutian originally intended for Tong Wuji to take the throne of Xuantian Human Emperor, but Tong Wuji refused, stating that as a member of the Black Blade Sect, he was not suited for the role. Tong Wutian, aware of the formidable strength of the Black Blade Sect, knowing that the identity of Xuantian Human Emperor offered no substantial benefit to his brother, did not insist further. Tong Wutian scheduled the enthronement ceremony for three days later, inviting the previously attending major sects to stay for the ceremony. Though taken aback by the internal change in the Xuantian Ancient Country, the major sects, seeing a change of power, were happy to stay and negotiate deeper alliances with Tong Wutian.