The Shadows Of Revenge.

Muchen knelt to the ground, his eyes welling up with tears as he gently scooped up Yong's ashes. He held them close to his heart, mourning the loss of his dear friend. Aria and Bao stood by him, offering words of comfort and support.

Years passed, and Muchen's legend grew. He and Aria married, and their love continued to flourish. They had a son, a boy who inherited Muchen's striking features and fierce determination. Little Mu Chen Xing had his father's piercing eyes, chiseled jawline, and raven-black hair. He was a miniature version of Muchen, and everyone who saw him couldn't help but smile.

Muchen and Aria became heroes of the human clan, renowned for their bravery and unwavering dedication to justice. They went on countless adventures together, fighting side by side as an unbreakable team.

However, a threat emerged in the shadows. A man named Li Tianyi, who harbored a deep-seated grudge against the Xing Sect, began to gather an army to attack the sect. Li Tianyi's hatred for the Xing Sect dated back years, and he saw this as the perfect opportunity to exact his revenge.

Muchen and Aria, unaware of the impending danger, had embarked on a long adventure many months ago. They had yet to return, leaving the Xing Sect vulnerable to Li Tianyi's attack. The stage was set for a catastrophic confrontation, one that would test the mettle of the Xing Sect and its people.

Li Tianyi's eyes gleamed with malice as he addressed his followers. "We don't just want to attack the Xing Sect; we want to draw out Muchen himself. And to do that, we need to create a situation that will force him to return."

One of his loyal followers spoke up, "Boss, I think I have an idea. What if we kidnap... Little Mu Chen?"

Li Tianyi's expression changed, his interest piqued. "Who is that?"

"He's Muchen's son," the follower replied, a sly grin spreading across his face.

Li Tianyi's laughter echoed through the air, sending chills down the spines of his followers. "Ah, that's perfect! With the prince's son in our hands, Muchen will have no choice but to come to us. And when he does, we'll be ready to strike the final blow, not just to Muchen, but to the entire Xing Sect!"

Unaware of the danger lurking in the shadows, Little Mu Chen was busy playing in the backyard of the Xing Sect. His toy had fallen into a patch of weeds, and as he went to retrieve it, he called out to Bao, who was nearby. "Bao, I'm coming!"

Bao turned and smiled, "Okay, Little Mu Chen, I'll wait for you." But as she turned to leave, Little Mu Chen's voice rang out again, this time laced with fear. "Help, Bao! Help!"

Bao rushed back to where she had last seen Little Mu Chen, but he was nowhere to be found. The only sign of disturbance was a faint trail of footsteps leading away from the weeds, vanishing into the surrounding trees.

Bao's eyes widened in panic as she frantically searched the area, calling out Little Mu Chen's name. But there was only silence.

She rushed back to the sect, her heart racing with fear. "Someone's taken Little Mu Chen!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling.

The sect's elders and disciples sprang into action, launching a search party to scour the surrounding areas. But as the sun began to set, there was still no sign of Little Mu Chen.

Meanwhile, Li Tianyi's followers had already spirited the young boy away to their hideout, a heavily fortified fortress deep in the heart of the nearby mountains.

Li Tianyi's eyes gleamed with triumph as he gazed upon Little Mu Chen, who was bound and gagged, his eyes wide with fear. "Soon, Muchen will be kneeling at my feet, begging for mercy," Li Tianyi sneered, his voice dripping with malice.

But Little Mu Chen, despite his tender age, refused to cower. He glared defiantly at Li Tianyi, his eyes burning with a fierce determination that belied his years.

The stage was set for a showdown of epic proportions, one that would test the mettle of Muchen, the Omni Divine, and his unwavering dedication to justice.