Myth Beyond Heaven

"Son! My son!" Yun Wushuang rushed towards Yun Lintian, her arms outstretched. He embraced her, his heart overflowing with a love that had been suppressed for far too long.

They stood there for a long moment, their bodies entwined, their tears mingling. The crowd watched in silence, their hearts touched by the reunion of mother and son.

Yun Lintian couldn't describe his current mood. He felt both confused and relieved at the same time. The woman in his embrace was, in fact, a stranger to him, but he somehow felt extremely close. Perhaps it was as the saying goes, "blood is thicker than water." No one could simply deny a blood connection.

Suddenly, a cold voice shattered the tranquility.

"How touching. A heartwarming family reunion amidst a scene of carnage."

Yun Xue, the Palace Master of the Misty Cloud Palace, emerged from the shadows, her figure radiating an icy aura. Her eyes, cold and unforgiving, were fixed on Yun Lintian.

"You have caused quite a stir, young man," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I must commend you on your audacity."

Yun Lintian released Yun Wushuang from his embrace and turned to face Yun Xue. His expression hardened, his eyes blazing with a newfound determination.

"Palace Master Yun," he said, his voice firm and unwavering. "I have come to take my mother away."

"Because I have the power to do so," Yun Lintian replied, his voice laced with an icy calm.

Yun Xue's eyes narrowed, her aura surging like a tempestuous storm. "Arrogant fool. You dare to challenge my authority?"

"I do not challenge your authority," Yun Lintian said, his voice steady. "I merely assert my right to protect my mother."

Yun Xue laughed, her voice echoing through the ravaged avenue. "Protect your mother? You are a fool. You have no idea what you are up against."

She raised her hand, summoning a vortex of icy energy that coalesced into a shimmering, crystalline sword. The air crackled with frost, and the temperature plummeted, the remaining guests shivering uncontrollably.

"This is the power of a True God," Yun Xue declared, her voice filled with a chilling arrogance. "You are but an ant before me."

Yun Lintian's expression remained unchanged. He had faced True Gods before, and he knew that Yun Xue was far from invincible.

He took a step forward, his body radiating a golden light. The Golden Crow flame, dormant for a moment, roared back to life, its wings outstretched like fiery blades.

"I am not afraid of you," Yun Lintian said, his voice echoing with an unwavering resolve.

Yun Xue's eyes narrowed, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. Through her observation, she was certain Yun Lintian's limit was at the peak of the God Ascension Realm. It seemed she had underestimated him again.

"Tian'er, no. It's a misunderstanding," Yun Wushuang quickly held Yun Lintian's arm.

"A misunderstanding?" Yun Lintian was curious.

Yun Wushuang nodded firmly. "You must have discovered something. The Palace Master is suffering from an injury. The Sacred Flame Palace used this opportunity to exert pressure on us. I owed the Misty Cloud Palace a debt of gratitude for taking me in and nurturing me. I wanted to use my last bit of value to repay it."

She took a deep breath and continued, "Originally, I planned to end my life after today's event. But you showed up first."

Yun Lintian's heart trembled upon hearing this. He didn't blame Yun Wushuang in the slightest. There was nothing wrong with her decision.

"It had nothing to do with the Palace Master. She did it to protect all the sisters here," Yun Wushuang said further, fearing Yun Lintian couldn't accept it.

Yun Lintian raised his brow slightly and turned to look at Yun Xue. "I'm curious. Why wouldn't you ask the Divine Moon God Clan for help?"

Yun Xue responded coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

Yun Mucheng didn't want to escalate the situation after witnessing Yun Lintian's abnormal power. She stepped forward and said, "The Divine Moon God is encountering a predicament. We have no choice here. You should take Wushuang away and leave now."

Yun Lintian smiled and said indifferently, "There's another question. You did send people to observe me, but why did you insist on this plan? Could it be you didn't believe I could go against a True God?"

Yun Wushuang's expression changed slightly, and she turned to look at Yun Xue. Yun Xue had made a promise that she would stay away from Yun Lintian and Yun Wuhan. Unexpectedly, she broke the promise. This disappointed Yun Wushuang further.

"We can't afford to take a risk," Yun Mucheng answered.

"Enough," Yun Xue interrupted. She took a deep look at Yun Wushuang and said, "From now on, we owe nothing. You can leave."

Yun Wushuang trembled slightly upon hearing this. She bit her lips and knelt to the ground, performing a kowtow. "Thank you for taking care of me over the years, Master. Please take care."

Yun Lintian helped Yun Wushuang get up from the ground. The anger in his heart toward Yun Xue had vanished. It would be a lie if he said he didn't want to make her pay the price, but it would undoubtedly hurt his mother.

He looked at Yun Xue and said, "You must have imprisoned Yun Mengxue. Release her. She's innocent... Farewell."

Yun Lintian turned around and prepared to leave.

Yun Xue's phoenix eyes followed Yun Lintian's every move, her heart conflicted. She had seen potential in him, a spark of defiance that mirrored her own rebellious youth. Yet, she had also witnessed the ruthless efficiency with which he had dispatched the Sacred Flame Palace elders.

Perhaps this young man would grow into a figure who shakes the entire Holy Lands in the near future.

As Yun Lintian and Yun Wushuang stepped outside, a wave of oppressive heat washed over them, the air shimmering and distorting under the weight of an immense power.

The sky darkened, the sun obscured by a colossal figure that loomed over the Misty Cloud

Palace.

It was the Sacred Flame God, Huo Yanzeng, his body ablaze with a searing inferno. His eyes, burning with a righteous fury, were fixed on Yun Lintian.

"You are quite brave. From your expression, it seems you've been waiting for my arrival," he said coldly, his voice like thunder rolling across the heavens.

His aura surged, the very fabric of reality trembling under its immense pressure. The ground cracked and crumbled, the mountains shook, and the rivers boiled...

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