Chapter 1078: The Stepmother Arrives at Longshe Shan

Please forgive this old servant for not recognizing the young master; it's simply that this formation is too realistic, and this old servant truly can't tell whether you are real or fake.

Young master, the miss sent this old servant to find you, but unexpectedly, this old servant must go ahead first, cough cough cough.

Young master, hurry and leave this formation, leave this damned place, preserving your life is urgent.

This place is too strange; someone behind the scenes is controlling us, young master, your strength cannot match that of the person behind the scenes; leave early, perhaps you can save your life, do not fall like this old servant did.

Cough cough cough.

Steward Luo coughed nonstop, each cough spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood; he was already at death's door, relying on a single breath to sustain himself. After saying those words, he could no longer hold on, that breath gave out, and then he collapsed.

He died in Huang Yang's embrace; Huang Yang stared blankly at the steward Luo in his arms, completely dead.

All vitality was cut off, there was no hope of rescue; everyone who came with him died, not a single one survived.

Corpses lay all around; the bloody stench mixed with the earth, forming a peculiar smell. Huang Yang set down Steward Luo's corpse, stood up, paying no heed to the blood on himself, he looked around, and the surrounding corpses came into view.

It was abundantly clear; these disciples died miserably, each killed by their own people—there is likely nothing more despairing than this.

Huang Yang clenched his fists, nails digging into flesh; he was truly angry.

Steward Luo, who had raised him since childhood, died just like that; in Huang Yang's life, Luo played an important role, but now he is dead.

He died before his very eyes, yet he was powerless to save him, watching helplessly as he died.

That feeling of suffocation, that discomfort, that anger—he needed to vent.

"Huang Yan, I know you're hiding in there; come out, come out for me."

"I, Huang Yang, am right here; come out and let's settle this."

"You don't want the Flame Yang Bone, do you? The Flame Yang Bone is on my body; come and take it."

Huang Yang tore open his chest clothing, revealing that piece of Flame Yang Bone; he was truly furious.

He wanted to kill Huang Yan, but he……could not locate him; this formation restricted him, preventing any breakthrough.

The only option was to force Huang Yan out; the Flame Yang Bone is Huang Yan's bone, his most precious thing, to lure him out and then kill Huang Yan.

On Longshe Shan.

Qinglong Daoren pointed at Huang Yang and said: "Your brother is calling for you; aren't you……going to meet him in battle?"

Huang Yan spread his hands: "What strength do I have? What strength does he have? If it were before, I would definitely go look for trouble with him, but now……forget it."

Huang Yan won't seek death; hiding here is very safe—why would he go on an adventure?

Huang Yan clearly understands Huang Yang's idea: let himself go out, then capture himself to threaten the master.

The plan is excellent, but alas, he is not the former Huang Yan; having seen through Huang Yang's true intentions, how could he fall for it?

"He just wants to provoke me, then lure me into the formation to become his turtle in the jar."

"Master, I am merely crippled, not stupid."

Qinglong Daoren heard this and laughed heartily: "I thought you would be provoked and then go look for trouble with him."

"It seems you have become clever, knowing to be cautious."

Huang Yan gave a bitter smile: "If I don't learn to be a bit smarter, I truly would have no face to remain the master's disciple."

Falling into the same pit once is enough.

A second time—forget it.

Huang Yan is not stupid either; how could he be taken in?

Elder Xinran teased: "I thought you would go in there and kill him, after all this brat is the biggest beneficiary; killing him would let you reclaim the Flame Yang Bone and then restore your talent."

"Everything is because of him; he hides behind the scenes, acting as a profiteer while making others do the dirty work—such a person deserves to die."

Such people are often the most disgusting; on the surface they pretend to be pure and ignorant, but in reality they know everything, their minds crystal clear.

He merely deliberately conceals it, pushing all the blame onto others while he continues to enjoy the benefits.

"I know, but not now; I will surely kill him sooner or later."

Huang Yang said solemnly: "Master, don't kill him for now; leave him to me, and I will definitely kill him personally when the time comes."

Qinglong Daoren said satisfied: "Not bad; this is truly my disciple, with ambition."

"Then, Master will first not kill him, but slowly torment him, letting him become lost in the illusion formation."

"Thank you, Master." Huang Yan clasped his fists, knowing that Qinglong Daoren meant well for him—tormenting his brother, causing him to sink into the illusion formation, unable to extricate himself.

This way, his brother's cultivation cannot advance at all, and will even continuously weaken.

Thus helping himself in reverse, Huang Yan understands all of this; he knows it all.

The Huang Family.

Luo Feifei was furious as thunder.

Steward Luo died; everyone sent out died, their soul tablets all shattered.

The soul tablet belonging to his son Huang Yang has not been shattered; the son……is still alive, and……

"He deserves to die, he deserves to die."

"He truly deserves to die."

Steward Luo died.

Her closest kin died, and her most capable assistant also died.

Everyone she brought died; only her son survived.

"Mangshan Mountain Range, Huang Yan."

"You had best not lay a hand on Yang'er; otherwise, I will not let you off."

"No, I must kill him."

Luo Feifei cannot wait any longer; she must go to save her son and also kill Huang Yan.

She must act personally.

"This matter, I will do it myself."

As for Huang Longji's side, she still shouldn't tell him.

Luo Feifei couldn't sit still; she immediately took people to your Mangshan Mountain Range—this batch are all her people, the ones she brought from her natal family, trained all the way to now, and they should get to work.

They brought everyone and set off together; Luo Guanjia is dead, which shows how dangerous the Mangshan Mountain Range is.

Luo Feifei went.

Huang Longji also knew; he witnessed his wife leaving the Huang Family, and the direction she was heading……was the Mangshan Mountain Range.

"Hmph, Luo Feifei is in such a rush to go to the Mangshan Mountain Range—it seems Luo Guanjia and his group are dead."

"Yang'er also went to the Mangshan Mountain Range; I guess Yan'er is still alive."

"Yan'er."

Huang Longji clenched his fists, stared into the distance, and his heart gave a twitch.

"Ah."

He sighed, but still didn't go to the Mangshan Mountain Range.

That place is too dangerous.

One day later.

Mangshan Mountain Range.

Outside Longshe Shan.

Qinglong Daoren smiled again, and said to Xinran Zhanglao beside him: "Another guest has arrived."

"Who is coming this time?" Xinran Zhanglao asked.

Qinglong Daoren stared outside for a moment, then said: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be the mother of that brat Huang Yang—she has come."

If Huang Yan knew she had come to Longshe Shan, he would surely not be able to hold back and would strike.

Xinran Zhanglao echoed: "It should be."