Yun Shan Appears!

"Haha... cough, cough!"

The insane laughter caused Yun Leng's injuries to worsen, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He wiped the blood away and, suddenly, his eyes flickered with madness, his gaze resembling that of a wild beast.

"I don't care if you've used some forbidden technique to exhaust your energy or borrowed power. You are the first person in all these years to embarrass the Yunlan Sect so much. If I let you go today, our reputation in the Jia Ma Empire will be shattered. No one will respect us anymore!"

"To protect the sect's honor, you, Xiao Yan, must die here today!"

Yun Leng's voice was filled with wrath as he spoke.

"Old dog, do you think you have some hidden trump card? Call them out now, or you won't get another chance!"

Xiao Yan understood well that Yun Leng was so confident for a reason.

Just moments earlier, Xiao Yan had the opportunity to deal a fatal blow to Yun Leng, but he had spared him. It was a deliberate move, allowing Yun Leng to summon Yun Shan, the true powerhouse of the Yunlan Sect, who had been in seclusion for many years.

"Haha, you're brave, but it's a pity that your end is sealed..."

Yun Leng's cold laugh filled the air, and in full view of the onlookers, he took out a snow-white flute from his storage ring and brought it to his lips.

With a deep breath, he played a sharp, eerie note from the flute.

The square fell silent, all attention focused on the sound.

The tone echoed like a cry from the void, resonating in the ears of everyone.

Jia Xingtian, squinting slightly, turned to Fa Ma, as if recalling something. His eyes widened.

"That old man! He's not dead yet!"

The majestic aura that emanated from the depths of Yunlan Mountain was like a great beast awakening, bringing an overwhelming pressure to the air.

As this oppressive force filled the sky, a streak of white light shot up into the heavens, coming from the mountain range.

In midair, a figure appeared. A slender woman with a cold and aloof expression, she gazed at the distant Yunlan Sect. Her usual indifference now replaced with shock.

"Teacher... how did he awaken?"

At Yunlan Sect, the overwhelming pressure coming from Yunlan Mountain intensified, engulfing the square.

All Yunlan Sect disciples instinctively knelt, their heads bowed as they paid respect to the place where the pressure was coming from.

"This presence..." Nalan Yanran's eyes widened as she stared in the direction of the mountain. She was shocked, not expecting this turn of events. She had no idea Xiao Yan had the power to awaken Yunshan.

"Is this really happening...?"

Hai Bodong's expression changed drastically as the immense aura filled the air.

The next moment, he looked at Xiao Yan, his gaze filled with curiosity.

Xiao Yan, however, seemed completely unaffected, as calm as ever.

"Don't worry, I'm not concerned about Yunshan," Xiao Yan replied with a reassuring smile.

Hai Bodong raised an eyebrow, unsure whether to be amazed or concerned. "You're too confident, Xiao Yan, but I guess I shouldn't be surprised by anything anymore."

As the immense energy continued to rise, a figure began to emerge from the depths of Yunlan Mountain.

With every step, he seemed to glide across the air as if walking on solid ground. The figure approached rapidly, coming to rest just above the stone monument in the center of the square.

It was Yun Shan, the leader of the Yunlan Sect, once thought to be in seclusion. His arrival now sent a ripple through the crowd, his presence overpowering all other energies in the area.

Yun Shan appeared dressed in simple white robes, his figure poised and graceful, his face carrying an aura of timeless wisdom. He radiated an air of superiority, both distant and commanding.

Though not particularly old, his presence alone made him seem far older, as though he were beyond the reaches of time. His eyes scanned the square, full of calm authority.

Xiao Yan had seen this man before. Yun Shan was the former sect leader of Yunlan Sect and an existence of overwhelming power. In his past life, Xiao Yan had felt the immense pressure that Yunshan exuded. At that time, he was almost crushed under the weight of this power.

But now, things were different.

"Do not worry, Old Man Hai, Yunshan will not be a threat to me," Xiao Yan reassured Hai Bodong.

"Really? Well, I'll take your word for it." Hai Bodong could only chuckle and shake his head.

Looking up at Yunshan in the air, Xiao Yan noticed that his calm demeanor remained unshaken, as if Yunshan was not someone to be feared anymore.

Jia Xingtian, however, was on edge. His face was solemn as he understood the weight of Yunshan's power.

Yun Shan's gaze settled on Yun Leng, who was kneeling below, and without a word, he spoke coldly.

"Yun Leng, explain yourself. Why have you summoned me?"

Yun Leng quickly fell to his knees, panic evident in his eyes.

"Old sect master, this situation is urgent! If you don't act now, our sect will be wiped out!"

He explained everything that had transpired—how Xiao Yan had humiliated the sect, killed Mo Cheng, and caused irreparable damage to their honor.

"Mo Cheng may not have been of the highest rank, but he served the sect faithfully for many years. If we do not avenge him, what will become of our future disciples?" Yun Leng spoke passionately, his voice filled with urgency.

Yun Shan listened silently, his expression unreadable.