Chapter 857: Emperor Sovereign Returns

Who is it?

Ye Qingran strained to see clearly, but her consciousness fell into darkness.

"Your Majesty!"

"Emperor Sovereign!"

"Dad!"

"Father Lord!"

On Fudao, no one expected Fu Hanxiu to be so decisive, taking advantage of everyone's inattention to follow Ye Qingran and jump down.

Fu Hanxiu was only five years old at this time, his face still childish, but the light in his eyes was extremely firm.

His gaze tightly caught the continually falling figure, not blinking.

"Dad, Mother!"

Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen rushed to the edge of Fudao, each being grabbed by Fu Er and Fu San.

No one would doubt that, if not being held back, they would certainly have jumped down as well.

This scene moved many people around them.

How deep must their feelings be for them to follow each other into death without hesitation?

"Xiaohu Xiaocheng, stay calm, your parents are always blessed and will be fine!" Han Xing rushed to Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen's front, speaking softly to comfort them.

Even though she herself was already anxious, she had to force herself to calm down.

She believed the young lady, having survived so many tribulations smoothly, today would surely be fine!

"I will not let you disappear from this world!"

"Even if I have to sacrifice everything!"

The man's voice was low and resolute, letting one hear his determination, yet also extraordinarily mad, as if he would destroy the whole world if necessary!

Who is speaking?

"Ran'er..."

A call came from beside the ear, seeming far away yet also near.

Ye Qingran slowly opened her eyes; the scene before her shifted from blurry to clear.

"Fu Hanxiu?"

Ye Qingran's eyes showed surprise.

"I must not be hallucinating, right?" Fu Hanxiu had clearly been struck by the Soul-Subduing Nail, turning him into a five-year-old child.

But the figure before her was clearly an adult version of Fu Hanxiu!

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Fu Hanxiu's tone was full of self-reproach.

During this time, he lost his memory and his cultivation, causing his daughter and child to suffer harm; he felt immense guilt.

"Are you real? This isn't my hallucination?"

Ye Qingran shook her head, somewhat unable to tell what was real and what was illusion.

If the Fu Hanxiu before her is real, then whose voice did she just hear?

Fu Hanxiu's long fingers lightly brushed Ye Qingran's face, his expression very gentle: "Silly, of course it's real. I've come back."

Upon hearing "I've come back," Ye Qingran broke down.

Her eye sockets reddened unwillingly.

She thought she was quite strong and not overly sentimental, so why could she not hold back just now?

Was it because of what just happened that she was frightened?

Also, just now Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen suffered such a grievance; she truly feared something might happen to them.

"You've finally come back!" Ye Qingran embraced Fu Hanxiu's neck without reservation, "Although you were cute as a child, I still prefer you now!"

Fu Hanxiu tightly held Ye Qingran, wanting to fuse her into his flesh and blood so they could never be separated.

"By the way, how did you suddenly get better?"

Fu Hanxiu feigned mystery, "Wait until I avenge and vent for you three, then I'll tell you, okay?"

Ye Qingran raised her eyebrows, feeling Fu Hanxiu's words were the urgent matter: "Yes, go kill that bastard first!"

Fu Hanxiu curled his lips, embraced Ye Qingran, and flew upward; his expression gradually turned cold and stern.

Luo Dongyu, you dare to lay hands on my woman and son; today I will make you repay a hundredfold!

On Fudao, Luo Dongyu tried, discovering that even he could not stay away from this floating island for long.

Did Ye Qingran and Fu Hanxiu die?

He wasn't quite sure.

If he didn't personally see Fu Hanxiu breathe his last, he wouldn't be at ease; after all, missing today's chance, he would never have a better opportunity to exterminate Fu Hanxiu later!

So he waited on Fudao for half an hour, but saw no one come up.

He gradually began to accept the fact that Fu Hanxiu and Ye Qingran had both perished.

Thus, he turned his attention to Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen.

They are Fu Hanxiu's offspring; he naturally would not spare them.

As the saying goes, "Cut the grass but leave the roots, and the spring wind will make it grow again." Fu Hanxiu's son naturally would not lack talent; if left unchecked, should they grow up, it would be highly disadvantageous for him.

"Will you help me send these two kids on their way, or shall I, the master, do it myself?"

Luo Dongyu asked coldly.

"Luo Dongyu, what skill is it to strike at two young children? If you have the ability, come kill me!"1

Fu Er said through gritted teeth.

Luo Dongyu sneered, "Fu Er, why rush? Fu Hanxiu is dead, even the Peak of the Deer Chase can't be held—what makes you think you're still alive?"

"Luo Dongyu, don't get too proud too soon—our Emperor Sovereign won't let you off!"

"Fu San, Fu San, it's no wonder everyone says you're the stupidest of Fu Hanxiu's nine great generals—it's not without reason. Your Majesty is already dead; accept this fact!"

Everyone looked at Fu San and the others, couldn't help feeling regret—these people were extraordinary, yet today they all will die in this Demon God Relic.

It's only their own fault for associating with Fu Hanxiu or Ye Qingran, and since the Holy Lord is opposed to Fu Hanxiu like water and fire, naturally they won't spare anyone linked to Fu Hanxiu.

Although the Peak of the Deer Chase has developed rapidly these years, compared to Wuji Hall it ultimately lacks too much foundation; the two are incomparable, so Fu Hanxiu's loss to the Holy Lord is understandable.

"Luo Dongyu, who are you saying died?"

At that moment, a cold voice came from below Fudao—low, sensual, instantly recognizable, letting everyone know who it was.

A fierce flash of surprise welled up in the eyes of Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen.

Lu Yunfeng, Fu Er, Fu San, Han Xing Leng Yue, Bai Bing, Ling Shaoyang, Xia Zhimeng, Feng Yi, Xuan Yuan Luo, Qin Feixue, Qin Zixie, Hong Wu, Gu Wuyou, Duan Yu, Yun Qing, Yun Tinglan, and so on.

Their eyes all flashed with strange light.

Emperor Sovereign, you're back!

Upon hearing that voice, Luo Dongyu's gaze violently trembled.

"How could this be?!"

Fu Hanxiu not only didn't die, but also returned to normal?

But Lady Lan said Fu Hanxiu was struck with the Heavenly Path Blue Family's Soul-Sealing Nail—recovering normally is nearly impossible!

What on earth is going on?

As Luo Dongyu's thoughts raced, a figure appeared before everyone's eyes.

To be precise, there are two.