The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor

Chapter 818 - 815: Past

Chapter 818: Chapter 815: Past"What did you say?!" Han Danxia’s face turned pale, staring intently at Ye Xuan, a hint of horror emerging deep in his eyes, as if he couldn’t believe it.

"I said..." Ye Xuan spoke slowly and unhurriedly: "The technique you cultivate is not that of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect."

Everyone was shocked as they looked at Han Danxia, not understanding.

Back then, Han Danxia had ascended to the position of Sect Master by virtue of being the Saint Heir, and now Ye Xuan was saying that the cultivation technique Han Danxia studied was not that of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect?

Isn’t this ridiculous?

Involuntarily, the scene of Zhao Ding confronting Han Danxia just now replayed in their minds.

What exactly happened eighty thousand years ago at the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect?

"Ye Xuan, don’t speak out of line, I grew up in the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect, how could I not have cultivated its techniques?" Han Danxia said in a deep voice with a pale face.

Ye Xuan’s expression was indifferent, showing no intention to explain.

In his eyes, although the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect couldn’t be considered the orthodoxy of the Artifact Sect, it was at least one of the lineages passed down by Ou Zhizi back in the day, and Ye Xuan was fully aware of its cultivation methods.

But this Han Danxia, the cultivation technique he studied had nothing to do with the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect’s methods at all.

"Everyone, let me explain," Zhao Ding raised his hand and said.

All eyes turned to Zhao Ding.

Zhao Ding first cupped his hands to Ye Xuan, then looked at Han Danxia and said in a deep voice: "As everyone knows, ninety thousand years ago, the Double Emperors reached the pinnacle, spiritual energy was scarce, and our Daozhou’s five great domains did not escape this disaster, spiritual energy dried up, and as a result, all the ancestors within our sect chose to enter seclusion into slumber..."

Under Zhao Ding’s narration, everyone comprehended the situation.

It turned out that after the spiritual energy dried up ninety thousand years ago, all the top-level beings in the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect chose to enter seclusion to avoid declining in strength. After adjusting for ten thousand years, the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect had become accustomed to the situation.

The highest authority of the sect is the Sect Master, followed by the eighteen Elders, and then the protectors, Hall Masters, and Stewards, etc.

Eight thousand years ago, while the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect was developing steadily, unexpectedly, it caught the eye of traitors. Later, a few of the eighteen Elders were bought by traitors, ultimately bringing in a treacherous Artifact Refiner into the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect.

That Artifact Refiner was formidable and upright, and he quickly established himself within the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect, even squeezing out one of the eighteen Elders, after which he began his path to power.

Concerning this person, the high level of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect were delighted, except for a few Elders, they let down their guard.

However, it was all an act.

Once, during the Sacrificial Refinement of a Sacred Dao Mystics Weapon, due to the rarity of a certain material, it was necessary to go to the Southern Sea to look for it, but at that time within the sect, only the Sect Master and that Artifact Refiner had the strength to retrieve such material, so the Sect Master decided to go personally, leaving that Artifact Refiner in charge of refining the Sacred Dao Mystics Weapon with the others within the sect.

Who could have imagined that the Sect Master went but never returned, the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect repeatedly sent disciples to the Southern Sea to

While speaking, Han Danxia cupped his hands towards Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan’s lips slightly curled, a hint of a peculiar smile in his eyes, and he said softly: "No rush, I am not in a hurry."

Han Danxia’s expression stiffened slightly.

Zhao Ding cast a grateful glance at Ye Xuan, then turned his gaze back to Han Danxia, his eyes growing cold, and he said in a chilling voice: "I am not afraid to tell you, the reason I joined the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect was purely for vengeance on behalf of the grandmaster who died back then, who was my ancestor; before dying, they admonished their child who had been living outside to not return to the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect, eventually joining the Southern Sea Immortal Island unintenionally."

"I have returned today to avenge my ancestor’s blood debt!"

As he spoke.

Terrifying auras suddenly descended from East Desolate Island, landing beside Ye Xuan and the others.

"Ye Xuan."