Chapter 444: The Sun and Moon Illuminate Mountains and Rivers (Part 3)

Su Chen returned to the Mountain and River Sect.
Everyone stared at the cultivation resources Su Chen casually tossed out, piled high like endless mountain peaks.
Elder Yan stammered, "Sect Master... are all these resources you obtained from the Six Sects?"
He had never seen so many cultivation resources before: divine weapons, cultivation techniques, various pills, and rare medicinal herbs... wait, why are these herbs still covered in soil, as if they were just pulled from the ground?
Han Xiyue, seeing so many cultivation resources, murmured, "Han Chen, did you confiscate the property of the Six Great Sects?"
Su Chen glanced at Han Xiyue with 'satisfaction': "That's right, the Six Great Sects no longer exist in the world."
Han Xiyue froze. She stared intently at Su Chen's face, trying to see if he was lying or exaggerating.
"A charlatan!"
That was Han Xiyue's conclusion.
"What about the six great sects' Emperor Realm patriarchs? With the six great sects destroyed, you can't just kill them too, can you?"
"Even the royal family of the Great Yan Dynasty had to show respect to the Emperor Realm patriarchs of the six great sects."
Su Chen praised, "Very clever. The Emperor Realm patriarchs of the six great sects were naturally killed by this sect, and their corpses are still hanging on the mountain gate."
Su Chen spoke casually, as if the Emperor Realm patriarchs of the six great sects were six chickens slaughtered at will, not worth mentioning.
But Han Xiyue didn't think so.
"Hmph, what a pretentious woman."
Su Chen: "..."
Watching Han Xiyue's departing figure, Su Chen murmured, "What I said was the truth."
"Women's hearts are truly unfathomable."
With these cultivation resources, Elder Yan and the remaining disciples were overjoyed. Now the sect was not only wealthy, but could also expand its recruitment, and perhaps even reach a higher level.
However, the most urgent task now is to clean up the sect.
As for Su Chen,
Su Chen arrived at the back mountain of the sect and came to a tombstone. The tombstone was very hastily written.
"Han Xiyue's handwriting is as messy as ever,"
Su Chen thought to himself.
The inscription, crooked and uneven, read: Han Zhen, the 137th Sect Master of the Mountain and River Sect.
A middle-aged man with lofty ambitions... his actual age was over seven hundred years old.
Su Chen remembered the old man tricking him into coming to the Mountain and River Sect, claiming he was the key to its revitalization.
It turned out the old man's judgment was correct.
Over the long years, Su Chen had witnessed countless people and events. Nothing in this world could stir his emotions anymore. Yet, as Han Chen, he still murmured, "Old man, just you wait and see. The Mountain and River Sect will ultimately become the number one sect in history."
The old man had treated him well, at least better than his own daughter.
Han Xiyue was constantly at odds with him because of this.
So be it, he would make the Mountain and River Sect his home.
Su Chen didn't know what had happened with the arrival of the new world and the 'calamity'.
It seemed he couldn't even contact the witnesses.
Everything seemed to have undergone new changes. He needed to explore little by little, to find out what had happened in the past.
...
The next day
Han Xiyue and the remaining disciples of the sect finally managed to clean up the ravages of war that had ravaged the sect.
She watched as golden rays of light shone down.
Han Xiyue still hadn't seen Su Chen's figure.
"That guy really does have some of the sect leader's imposing presence," she thought.
Han Xiyue wasn't sure if she was thinking about Su Chen's single-handedly suppressing six sects and turning the tide, or perhaps she was resentful that the remaining disciples and elders had spent the entire night diligently cleaning up the sect and burying the fallen disciples and elders, yet Su Chen, the current sect leader, had never appeared.
A young inner sect female disciple pointed in the direction of the rising sun and called out to Han Xiyue, "Senior Sister Han, there... there seems to be something approaching!"
Han Xiyue looked up.
There... there did indeed seem to be something gradually approaching. Han Xiyue's cultivation was much higher than the young inner sect female disciple's; she could see it much more clearly.
It was a red fire dragon with wings!
Behind the dragon was a magnificent carriage!
"Legend has it that in the Great Yan Dynasty, a demonic beast with the bloodline of a fire dragon nurtured the dynasty for thousands of years."
And that terrifying beast engulfed in raging flames—wasn't it exactly the same as the fire dragon of the Great Yan Dynasty in legend?
The terrifying aura left Han Xiyue's mind blank. Her first thought was...
"It's over!"
However, she was completely unable to move.
She could only watch as the massive body landed outside the mountain gate.
Behind the fire dragon, a figure stepped down from the magnificent carriage, exuding a majestic aura, possessing the power to suppress the world.
The ruler of the Great Yan Dynasty.
Han Xiyue recognized the figure. She had once accompanied her father into the imperial city for training, and had seen that supreme figure from afar.
Before Han Xiyue could recover from her daze, the Yan Emperor seemed to notice her. However, he had no recollection of her, but that didn't matter. What mattered was his purpose in coming.
"Yan Emperor, I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly!"
A teasing laugh rang out. Snowflakes swirled, thick frost covered the ground, and an old woman leaning on a cane approached from afar.
Han Xiyue looked at the face that appeared. She felt a little unfamiliar, but soon a shiver ran through her.
"Old woman from the Ice and Snow Palace, I didn't expect you to get the news so quickly too."
The Ice and Snow Palace was independent of the Great Yan Dynasty, possessing strength no less than that of the Great Yan Dynasty.
Han Xiyue finally remembered who that figure was.
She had once traveled to the Northern Mountains for training and witnessed the slaying of a demon emperor. The one who killed the demon emperor was none other than the old lord of the Ice and Snow Palace!
The Ice Emperor said calmly, "The annihilation of the six sect emperors in a single day—how many people can be kept in the dark about such a massive event?"
"I'm afraid those old fogies are on their way."
As soon as he finished speaking, an earthen dragon rose from the ground, and atop its head stood a burly old man who laughed loudly, "Ice Emperor, you old codger are still alive! Truly remarkable!"
The Ice Emperor stomped one foot on the ground and coldly snorted, "Many years have passed, and even you, Emperor Yue, are not dead. How could I possibly be?"
"A rare gathering indeed, truly a rare gathering!" Unlike the others' aged demeanor, a scholar-like man appeared in the air, standing beside Emperor Yue, laughing heartily at the crowd.
The crowd snorted coldly at the newly appeared showy fellow, clearly disliking him.
However, their gazes still settled on Han Xiyue.
Being watched by four top-tier Emperor Realm experts.
Han Xiyue felt as if she had been plunged into an ice cellar.