After three years of seclusion, he returned, handsome and invincible!

"Caomin Song Haishan pays homage to His Majesty."

In the Jinluan Hall, a middle-aged man who was tired and embarrassed was lying on the ground, kowtowing to Yu Wenxue.

"Be flat."

Yu Wenxue stood up and asked: "I heard that you have news about the fairy holy grass?"

"To answer your Majesty's question, the common people came here with the fairy sacred grass and wanted to present it to Your Majesty, but unexpectedly, it was snatched away halfway."

Song Haishan lay on the ground crying.

Yu Wenxue frowned: "Who is so bold?"

"The man was wearing a Bagua robe and claimed to be a disciple of the Taiyi Immortal Sect. He said he wanted to use this fairy holy herb to treat the injuries of their sect leader's son. The grassroots refused, so he took it away by force."

"Is everything you said true?"

Yu Wenxue frowned and stared into his eyes.

Song Haishan immediately knocked his head to the ground: "How dare common people deceive Your Majesty? If you tell any lies, Your Majesty, please punish our nine tribes!"

Yu Wenxue looked at Ye Yuan.

After exchanging glances, she stared at Song Haishan and said, "Then are you willing to go to Taiyi Immortal Sect with me and confront them face to face?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Of course the common people are willing!"

Song Haishan looked excited and kowtowed again.

"In that case, let's go together."

Yu Wenxue looked at Ye Yuan: "Brother Ye, I'll help you."

Ye Yuan directly opened the Immortal Mansion and took Song Haishan inside. Then the two of them stepped into the void and flew side by side towards the direction of Taiyi Immortal Sect.

"Brother Ye, a year ago, you said something happened in your hometown and you needed to go back to see what the situation was like."

Yu Wenxue asked curiously.

Ye Yuan sighed and said with some helplessness: "The situation is not optimistic. There are still many crises that need to be resolved. If there was no news about Su Qingqing this time and I needed to come here to find her, I would not have left at all."

"Then...do you need help?"

Yu Wenxue smiled and said, "If you can find anything useful for me, please don't be polite."

Ye Yuan nodded and said with a smile: "In the future, there may be places where I really need your help."

As Yu Wenxue, who is in the middle stage of the Immortal Emperor, in terms of combat power, if the earth encounters a crisis, it will definitely be of great help.

"it is good!"

Yu Wenxue promised: "If such a day comes, whether you come here by yourself or ask someone to deliver a letter, I promise to arrive as soon as possible."

Ye Yuan looked at her deeply: "Thank you, Xue Mei."

"Look, you're here again."

Yu Wenxue sounded helpless and said seriously: "Without you, I would have died a long time ago. What's more, my current cultivation level was given to me after subduing Xia Houying. Your kindness to me is worth it. You won’t know for sure in your lifetime; so, no matter what happens in the future, don’t say thank you to me again, okay?”

"Okay, I promise you."

Ye Yuan nodded.

While the two were chatting, they had traveled hundreds of thousands of miles and arrived near the Taiyi Immortal Sect.

"The empress of Zhongzhou, Xia Houying, and Donghuang Sanxiu Yeyuan came to pay homage to the mountain."

Rolling sound waves echoed in the mountains and forests.

In an instant, several figures flew out from Taiyi Immortal Sect.

Three old men led more than ten middle-aged people.

The leader, an old man, had the highest level of cultivation and had reached the peak of the Immortal King. When he came closer and felt the powerful auras of Ye Yuan and Yu Wenxue, he hurriedly bowed his hands and said: "I don't know that Your Majesty and Senior Ye are here. I'm ignorant." Welcome from afar, I hope you will forgive me."

Yu Wenxue opened her red lips lightly and asked: "Could it be that you are the master of Taiyi Immortal Sect, Master Yang Wei?"

"It's the poor way."

Master Yang Wei looked at Yu Wenxue with a smile on his face and asked, "I wonder why your Majesty is here?"

Ye Yuan directly opened the Immortal Mansion and released Song Haishan.

"This friend of mine said that a disciple of your Taiyi Immortal Sect snatched a piece of holy grass from him. Is this relevant?"

Master Yang Wei's face changed slightly.

Then he shook his head and said: "Is there some misunderstanding in this? Our Taiyi Immortal Sect is a well-known and upright sect, how could we do such a sneaky thing?"

"What a decent person!"

Song Haishan snorted coldly, took out a painting from his arms, handed it to Ye Yuan and said: "Senior, this is the fairy holy grass that this person stole from me."

The painting shows a young man with sinister eyes.

Ye Yuan unfolded the painting and used his immortal power to transform the man's appearance in the air. He looked at Master Yang Wei and said, "This man should be a disciple of your Taiyi Immortal Sect, right? I believe that this friend of mine will not lie."

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura spread out.

Including Master Yang Wei, everyone in the Taiyi Immortal Sect felt depressed, as if their souls were being oppressed.

Those who were younger and had relatively weak cultivation almost fell from the sky.

"You won't tell me that you don't know this person, right?"

Ye Yuan's tone was somewhat joking.

Everyone in the Taiyi Immortal Sect dodges their eyes, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

Master Yang Wei gritted his teeth, shook his head and said: "Senior must have made a mistake. Among the thirty thousand disciples of our Taiyi Immortal Sect, there is absolutely no such person."

"Really?"

Ye Yuan glanced at the people behind him: "Are you sure that this person is not a disciple of your Taiyi Immortal Sect?"

"Senior, we really don't know this person."

Everyone shook their heads.

"good very good!"

Ye Yuan sneered and nodded.

The next moment, terrifying consciousness poured down from the sky and covered the entire Taiyi Immortal Sect in an instant.

"Get out of here!"

With a soft drink, he grabbed it out from the air.

A huge light palm condensed in the air and grabbed towards the back mountain of Taiyi Immortal Sect. Then a scream was heard as the light palm grabbed a young man and took it back.

This man's appearance is exactly the same as the one in the painting.

Click!

With a thought, Ye Yuan smashed the disciple's right arm.

Amidst the screams, blood spilled down.

When Master Yang Wei and the elders behind him saw this, their expressions suddenly changed.