Yi Shi could hardly believe his ears.

The kind, amiable, refined, and gentle person beside him was actually the teacher of the old kingdom's ruler, who was at least five thousand years old? This revelation left his mind blank for a moment, unsure of where he was. Wei Yuan looked at Yi Riyue before him and suddenly made a move.

His finger gently tapped the center of the young man's brow.

Supernatural powers activated, sealing and erasing what Yi Shi had just seen, even interfering with the young man's perception of Wei Yuan himself. His eyes lost their luster, and with another wave of Wei Yuan's sleeve, a gentle breeze sent him away.

Sometimes, knowing too much isn't a good thing.

Personally, he didn't want to involve innocent people.

Yi Riyue simply watched the white-haired man's actions, not saying a word. Although Wei Yuan was currently using the appearance from the Tang Dynasty, the feeling he gave Yi Riyue was somehow no different from back then.

He recognized him at a glance. The white-haired swordsman before him was the potter from those years.

The middle-aged man smiled with a hint of nostalgia and said:

"Teacher... you are still as kind-hearted as ever."

"It's truly an honor for you to come here for my birthday banquet."

"If you don't mind, I can introduce you to the gods of the Great Wilderness. They are powerful and have extraordinary status. It will definitely be of great benefit to you, especially since you are a friend of Yu the Great; they will surely look at you in a different light."

Even at this moment, Yi Riyue remained calm.

The white-haired swordsman felt the threads of restlessness in his heart rise again.

Suppressing his emotions, his eyes calmly fixed on Yi Riyue, he said:

"You've changed a lot."

"But I'm here today to ask you for something and to inquire about something."

"I originally wanted to take back the name I gave you back then, but now it seems you've long forgotten that name. That's fine too."

"Who did you leak Yu's plan to back then? Don't say it was Dijun. With your status, even now, you wouldn't be qualified to meet the Heavenly Emperor of the Great Wilderness. So who helped you leak the information to the Great Wilderness..."

Yes, even Yuan's apprentice was just an ordinary human in the Tushan tribe back then.

How could such a person, even if they knew Yu's plan, leak it to the gods of the Great Wilderness? There must be another way, another person. That was Wei Yuan's true goal. The gentle smile on Yi Riyue's face faded, and he stared deeply at his teacher, suddenly saying:

"You still think I was wrong?"

"I can't tell you who he is. Give up."

"I was still thinking of the master-disciple relationship from back then, wanting to leave you some face and a way out. It seems, Yuan, you are just like you were back then, unrepentant and without reverence!"

"About what happened back then, I'm telling you, I wasn't wrong at all!"

Yi Riyue's emotions fluctuated, glaring at the white-haired man before him, as if wanting to vent all the emotions that had been building up in his heart for the past five thousand years, saying: "Everyone knows that fighting against the Heavenly Gods with human strength is suicide. How could you possibly know the feelings of us weaklings?!"

"Humans against Gods!"

"At that time, people were dying every day! People were dying outside every day!"

"Yes, you are heroes, you are strong, and you accomplished great things!"

"But what about us? Have you ever considered the position of us ordinary people?! Should we ordinary, weak people die for your so-called rebellion?! Why rebel against the Heavenly Gods?! Even if I'm just an ordinary person, I don't want to die!"

"I just want to live, am I wrong?!"

"I'm not wrong!"

Yi Riyue exhaled and said: "You are the ones who are wrong!"

Wei Yuan calmly retorted: "We are?"

"Of course!"

Yi Riyue's emotions were faintly agitated, saying: "Yu the Great was born sacred, Qi is a descendant of Fuxi, and Nüjiao herself is also a goddess of the Tushan clan. Why should I die for the delusions of these people? Even you have lived to this day! You are different from us!"

"Other people wanting to die is their business. I just want to live!"

"I have the freedom to make my own choices!"

Wei Yuan looked around and suddenly smiled faintly: "You don't seem like you just want to live."

"How much of these treasures are given to the gods every year, allowing them to extend your life?"

"I've seen the surrounding cities. You attract humans to your city under the guise of charity, and then exploit them layer by layer, finally enjoying half of the wealth yourself and respectfully handing over the other half to those gods, and then eking out a few more years of life."

"Yi Riyue, is being a dog for the gods your freedom?"

Yi Riyue suddenly reached out, a long sword inlaid with various gems and spiritual materials appearing in his hand, and thrust it fiercely at Wei Yuan with a chill. The power and baleful aura that erupted in that instant were enough to prove that these five thousand years had not been wasted. Wei Yuan reached out and slammed a fist into the side of the sword.

Accompanied by cracking sounds, the sword's blade was directly smashed into a distorted arc.

Yi Riyue's face turned red, staring fixedly at Wei Yuan.

"You just mentioned us, then let me ask you, in the battle against the gods back then."

"Who was injured the most, who died in battle in the end? Whose souls couldn't even be freed?"

"It was Yu."

"And who is enjoying wealth and glory now?!"

"It's you."

The white-haired swordsman's face was calm.

"When I saved you back then, did I ever think that I would die?"

"When Yu drew his sword against the gods, did he ever think that he would die and be almost completely annihilated?"

"Then you, when you betrayed Yu and the human race back then..."

"Did you ever think that Yu would die, that those who watched you grow up would die?!"

Yi Riyue's face turned pale.

The inner demon from back then resurfaced. He certainly knew what the fate of those of the Yanhuang tribes would be after he betrayed the human race. Even if Nüjiao hadn't supported the situation back then, things would have turned out as he had expected—

All those who knew of his betrayal would be purged and killed by the gods.

Only he could survive.

That way, no one would know his dark, twisted past.

And Wei Yuan's continuous series of questions, suddenly exerted force, and slammed a fist directly shattered the sword. Yi Riyue was backlashed by the enormous force, spitting out a mouthful of blood and crashing backwards. The precious sword that had been forged with five hundred years of accumulation from the Maomin Kingdom was shattered just like that.

The sword was a good sword, but how much effect the sword could exert depended on the person.

Yi Riyue's vision went black, clutching his chest, barely raising his head to see the white-haired swordsman holding half of the broken sword in his hand, his eyes coldly overlooking him, and saying: "When I saved you back then, I didn't think about my own life or death; when Yu was running around for the human race back then, he didn't think about his own life or death."

"At that time, when conquering Xiangliu, punishing Gonggong, eradicating floods, and driving away plagues."

"The thousands upon thousands of people who stepped forward for the continuation of the human race."

"Didn't think about their own lives or deaths."

"And you, want to use the deaths of thousands of people to satisfy your own life."

"I never said that it's wrong for a person to want to live, but you at least can't do it at the cost of killing your compatriots and betraying your country... I neglected to teach you properly, so today I'm going to take back the name I gave you back then. You don't deserve to have it."

Yi Riyue clutched his chest and retreated with difficulty, saying: "If you want it, take it back."

"Take it back, take it back."

"I don't want it anymore!"

Wei Yuan looked down at him and suddenly said:

"Do you know why Yu left you alive back then?"

Yi Riyue was stunned, and then suddenly recalled that when he was chased by Yu the Great, the majestic man killed another traitor with a single sword. When he was about to kill him, he hesitated, was silent for a long time, and put away the Yeying Sword, saying: 'Yi Shi, this is the name Yuan gave you….'

'Your life was saved by Yuan.'

'This time, I won't kill you.'

Yi Riyue's pupils shrank, reflecting the white-haired swordsman's indifferent and lifeless pupils.

"The name I gave you allowed you to survive."

"Therefore, this name coexists with your life..."

Yi Riyue never imagined that he would see such terrifyingly dead eyes in the eyes of that good-tempered potter. He struggled violently, and the surrounding formations had already lit up, which was the previous design. Yi Riyue used all his strength to eject a stream of light, landing on the side of the elixir of immortality.

This was the real elixir of immortality.

The elixir of immortality promised to Yi Riyue by the gods was only a leaf from this genuine elixir.

He knew that the gods didn't really have him in their eyes. They might not come to his rescue if he asked them for help, so he tried every means to have the main body of the elixir of immortality placed in his palace. At this moment, he activated the elixir of immortality's formation, and instantly a blue streak shot into the sky.

Yi Riyue breathed a sigh of relief, panting heavily, and the tension in his mind relaxed. He staggered and sat down on the ground, and then laughed, saying: "You, you give up, haha..."

"Still so stupid, teacher."

"This formation comes from the Heavenly Gods, you can't possibly..."

His voice came to an abrupt halt. A sword light protruded from the broken sword in Wei Yuan's hand, directly cutting a gap in the formation that was emitting. The blade of the gem-encrusted sword pressed against Yi Riyue's carotid artery, and the coldness caused Yi Riyue's original ecstasy to freeze, and then plunged into an endless abyss.

The white-haired swordsman's expression was indifferent. He sensed the appearance and approach of the gods.

The restlessness in his heart had made him overlook these things before, and he hadn't instantly taken this traitor's life. Why...

Sweat dripped from Yi Riyue's forehead, and he said: "Teacher... teacher, calm down, there are Heavenly Gods here, you don't need to fight the Heavenly Gods for me, I myself am also nearing the end of my lifespan, teacher, calm down, forgive me, teacher... I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

The sword slowly retracted.

Yi Riyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Raising his head, he saw that the sword had been discarded, but Wei Yuan's body suddenly stepped forward, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he slammed it fiercely through the gap, violently smashing it into Yi Riyue's face. This punch fully unleashed the brute force of Wei Yuan's body. Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, Yi Riyue's well-maintained face deformed and twisted.

He opened his mouth suddenly and coughed up blood, and then slammed heavily against the wall.

The walls built with spiritual materials were not so easy to break, allowing Yi Riyue to fully absorb the force.

Why didn't he use the sword to kill him instantly...

Wei Yuan muttered to himself.

"Killing you with a sword is too easy on you..."

"This punch is for my sake."

Wei Yuan exhaled, and a few traces of ferocity could be vaguely seen in his peaceful expression.

Yi Riyue reached out his hand to stop him, saying: "Listen to my explan..."

Wei Yuan had already appeared on his side, suddenly spinning around, his right leg whipping out like a steel whip, violently smashing into Yi Riyue's abdomen. A crackling magical light exploded on the treasure armor on his abdomen, and then it was directly torn apart. Wei Yuan immediately followed with another leg, this time erupting with the sound of bones breaking.

Yi Riyue's arm, which was blocking the blow, was directly twisted, and a white bone spur burst out from his elbow.

He screamed more violently than ever before.

"This blow is for Yu."

Wei Yuan slammed out his right fist, causing Yi Riyue's body to rise, and his spine to twist abnormally.

Raising his left hand, he pressed down on Yi Riyue's head.

A huge force rose from his feet, spreading along his spine, erupting, and slamming Yi Riyue onto the ground, directly cracking the earth.

"This blow is for Qi, I'm hitting him for him."

"And this blow... is for your Senior Brother..."

"This fist is for Yi Shi, you killed him with your own hands..."

The restlessness that had been swirling in his heart since he left, and the emotions themselves, merged together. Wei Yuan, like a mad beast, disregarded all rules, disregarded where he was now, disregarded the approaching gods, who might be strong or weak, and just punched Yi Riyue again and again.

Breaking Yi Riyue's bones, shattering his flesh, bone spurs piercing into his body.

The ruler of the Maomin Kingdom was like a shattered watermelon.

Every punch and every kick vented his anger. Every punch was accompanied by a low roar and a scream. The gods in the sky slammed through the palace gate, roaring: "Who are you, how dare you come here..."

The white-haired swordsman raised his blood-stained right fist, swept his eyes across, and suddenly roared:

"Get out!!!"

A violent temperament, lingering baleful aura, and the purest sword intent.

Unprecedentedly merged.

Mind and spirit united.

In an instant, he knocked the god away.

Wei Yuan lowered his head, breathing heavily, and the violence in his heart slowly calmed down. He looked at the hope in Yi Riyue's eyes instantly turning into despair, and said quietly: "Alright, my own anger has been somewhat quelled. I am not qualified to forgive you, so I will let you live."

"In the form of a soul."

Wei Yuan grabbed Yi Riyue's hair and raised his head, his soul directly locked into his brow.

His eyes were indifferent and lifeless.

"I will take you back to the human world. Nüjiao is still there."

"Forgiving you is what she should do."

"All I have to do is bring you back."

Tushan Nüjiao?!

Yi Riyue's soul trembled with fear, almost instantly scattered by boundless terror.

The light of Buddhism flowed between Wei Yuan's brows, forcibly suppressing the soul, and then he picked up his head, slowly got up, exhaled a hot breath, was stunned for a long time, and suddenly laughed. He stretched out his right hand casually, and the broken sword that had fallen to the ground flew into his palm. One hand holding a head, the other holding a broken sword, his white hair like frost, his sword energy like snow, he stepped out of here openly.

In front of him were several gods with surprised and uncertain expressions, were the guards of the entire Maomin Kingdom.

Were the powerful warriors of the Great Wilderness who had a good relationship with Yi Riyue. One of them saw the tragic state of his friend, his eyes were about to split, and he said: "Traitor!"

"You actually committed such atrocities! Don't even think about leaving here today!"

"I want you to pay for your blood debt!"

Wei Yuan was no longer in the mood to explain. A thug was a thug. With a single sword strike, a violent sword energy fell from the sky, slamming down fiercely. The warrior transformed from an exotic beast turned pale, crossed his arms to block the sword energy, groaned, and then fell silent. The sword energy directly cut a hideous crack in the earth, and the strong man fell into a coma, the crack spreading to an unknown depth.

The surroundings were silent for a moment.

The white-haired swordsman walked slowly.

The restlessness in his heart slowly dissipated, and a sharp aura rose to the sky.

"I see the four domains of this Great Wilderness..."

"Who dares to block my way."

ps: Today's first update... 4400 words.

Thanks to milli0_0n for the ten thousand reward, thank you~

I hope to be able to update the second update as soon as possible, go code, go code.