The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
Ch 72: The Yang Clan

The Yang Clan was a clan that took shelter in one of the regions in the Qin Empire. This clan had a resemblance to the Rose Flower Organization, that is, none of the people had managed to measure the extent of its strength.

The Yang Clan had been standing for a thousand years ago, this was also what triggered the greatness and power of the Yang Clan name. The clan people were believed to have high-level cultivators, moving within the economy that almost ruled the empire.

Therefore many considered that the Yang Clan would be a great threat to the Qin Empire in the future. But many also deliberately establish cooperation under the pretext of tightening the strings of brotherhood, but behind all that a lot of controversy that occurred.

And many also do it on the grounds of having strong supporters.

In the Yang Clan had one rule that had been going on since the founding of the clan, that only the direct son or daughter of the Emperor or Her Majesty the Queen would be the Prince or Crown Princess, either, and will be elected as the next emperor or queen of the Yang Clan.

Whether male or female, he will be the next successor to the throne of the clan, provided he is the first son or daughter.

But the rule that lasted for thousands of years was lost when Queen Yang Shui served as Her Majesty the Queen of the Yang Clan. Queen Yang Shui is known as a loving and gentle queen. He was highly respected and respected by his clan. Not out of fear, but out of sincere respect for the queen from the heart.

Ever since Yang Shui's father's death, he had been crowned the successor of the clan. During his reign he was accompanied by his mother, a man who became his loyal personal bodyguard and also his younger brother, Yang Quon.

However, the peace and well-being of Queen Yang Shui's reign did not last long, many problems and events complicated her position. Until one day the queen was rumored to be pregnant with a child adultery from her personal bodyguard, Yong Yelu.

The clan top brass denounced Queen Yang Shui, deeming his actions to be a desecration of the position of the supreme leader of the Yang Clan. Not long after, Yong Yelu was sentenced to be beheaded for presumptuously desecrating Her Majesty Queen Yang Shui.

While Queen Yang Shui, she still ruled the clan in a condition of being pregnant. Although many of the clan leaders wanted Yang Shui to step down and give the throne to his younger brother, Yang Quon. But the supporters of Queen Yang Shui were more.

On the grounds that the successor to the clan is the prince or crown princess and the direct son of the previous emperor and queen. Queen Yang Shui still ruled the Yang Clan. This decree was also due on the basis of the decree of the empress of the Yang Clan, Yang Shui's biological mother.

But for the past eight years, Queen Yang Shui's suffering did not stop. He was always faced with various problems, to the matter of the life of the crown prince, Yang Jian.

The eighth year, when Yang Jian was only seven years old was the height of his troubles. The queen's residence is on fire. Queen Yang Shui died in the incident.

That was why, now the Yang Clan was under the rule of Emperor Quon. The Cunning and arrogant Emperor. He is famous for his authoritarian attitude and without compassion. Until making several groups that cooperate with the Yang clan became submissive under him.

Now Emperor Quon was standing straight while turning his back to his four main commanders while telling the story of the elder brother, Yang Shui.

"And do you know who is behind the fire, the cause of Her Majesty Yang Shui's death?" Said Emperor Quon with his slightly glittering eyes and demonic smile.

Emperor Quon's words made the four commanders stiffen immediately, even Commander Chen who was famous for his cold and indifferent attitude also stiffened for a few seconds.

"And that's what he did when he was seven." Sahut Jun slowly sighed in horror.

Emperor Quon smiled cunningly, he stroked his chin with his fingers slowly while sighing heavily. "You're right, he did it at the age where a child still sleeps on his mother's lap. That was why he was hunted by all the clan members until now. And from now on it's your job to look for her whereabouts."

The four commanders bowed respectfully in unison, then they resigned their retreat. Emperor Quon nodded briefly. Still in a standing position, back to them. Instantly, a thin fog enveloped the four commanders, within seconds the fog thinned along with their bodies that disappeared.

After they were gone, Emperor Quon was still standing staring at the pitch-black night sky, a crimson lightning still striking the sky as if it were cracking. He stood staring at the distance, he was still enjoying his position. Being the number one person in the Yang Clan, the Clan was large and powerful after previously only being a servant role for Yang Shui.

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Meanwhile in the Heavenly World was still with similar circumstances. The night sky still ruled over the Heavenly World, with a speck of light emanating from Yang Jian's body.

Yang Jian's body was still floating in the air with the wings of a phoenix circling his body and circling with the same rhythm. With the position still sitting cross-legged with both hands affixed to the front of the chest.

However still deep in closing his eyes, suddenly Yang Jian groaned, his head was in great pain. There were many images that seemed to enter his mind. The images moved so fast that Yang Jian was almost nauseous.

There was a girl who was standing on the edge of a black pond that was covered with towering trees, the place was like a forest.

The parasites are very beautiful with beautiful blue eye beads. The view leads forward, to the surface of the lake with hopeful eyes. As if waiting for someone to arrive, before long the surface of the pool water shook violently, the next second appeared a large dragon and flew high through the sky, then swooped down towards the girl.

The image in Yang Jian's mind instantly changed, now his location was no longer in the forest. But in the palace of the Yang Clan.

The same girl, sitting on the floor with both hands clenched in front of her chest, her eyes swollen, her entire face was soaked with tears. Before her stood a middle-aged woman, but her bearer made her look dignified, with an empress' crown between her hair bun.

"Tell me honestly, who's that guy?" Snapped the empress with angry and disappointed eyes

"He's..." The girl's breathing was stingy, as if she did not have the energy to even just speak, her tears were still pouring out profusely. His hands were tightly interlocked.

"He's..."