Myth Beyond Heaven

The hall was filled with sorrow. Yun Lintian had nothing to say at the moment, as he knew comforting was useless in this situation.

"Grandma…." Huoyun Lingling couldn't bear to see her grandmother sad, but she had no way to help her. She could only hug her and used the warmth of her body to let Huoyun Yurou know that she still had her and her sister. She was not alone.

Huoyun Yurou cried for a long time before calming down. Her tear-filled eyes looked at the token in her hand, and she clenched it tightly. A flash of determination appeared on her face as she struggled to get up.

With the help of the Huoyun sisters, Huoyun Yurou managed to stand on her feet, and she turned to Yun Lintian. Her complexion was solemn as she spoke. "Although I still have a lot of doubts, and I don't know whether this is the right choice, I believe in my son's judgment." She took a deep breath and injected profound energy into her voice. "I ask heaven and earth to be witnesses! Our Fire Cloud Rat Clan will follow you through fire and water together. No matter how worse the situation we may face in the future, we will never separate from you!"

Her voice reverberated throughout the entire Ancestral Land, causing all the clansmen to stop what they were doing at this moment and turn to look toward the mountain in shock.

Rumble—

All of a sudden, the sky above the Ancestral Land darkened, and countless lightings and thunder roarings as though heaven had responded to Huoyun Yurou's words.

The clansmen hadn't yet recovered from the earlier shock. They were utterly stunned when they raised their heads to look at the sky. With all the thunder's roarings and storms, they didn't feel like heaven was furious, but rather heaven was…. overjoyed? What was going on?

The Fire Cloud Rat Clan's clansmen weren't the only group who felt this way. All the people hiding outside the Ancestral Land also had the same feelings. Although they didn't know what happened, one thing that could be certain was an earthshattering event was occurring inside the Ancestral Land. It could be good or bad. No one could guess it.

Thinking of this, they hurriedly reported their masters.

In the hall, Yun Lintian opened his mouth speechlessly. He wanted to stop Huoyun Yurou from making her oath, but it was too late now. He didn't expect her to be this decisive.

Yun Lintian took a long deep breath and asked in a deep voice. "Senior, do you know what you have done?"

A smile appeared on Huoyun Yurou's wrinkled face as she replied. "Of course, I know… Although my son is a bit playful and irresponsible, his perception and judgment are higher than anybody here. I believe in what he said…. Besides, do I look like I have a choice? Sooner or later, my clan would perish. I might as well gamble with this."

Yun Lintian stared at Huoyun Yurou for a moment and asked further. "But… Doesn't Senior need to ask your people first? It's not a good idea to make a decision for them, right?"

Before Huoyun Yurou could reply, Huoyun Yanyan spoke first. "If it was the past, then there's surely a problem, but it's different now because the token is in Grandma's hand."

Yun Lintian immediately understood. Whoever held the token could access the Vermilion Bird's Origin Blood. It was equivalently being the most powerful person in the clan.

"I see… By the way, Senior. My real name is Yun Lintian. Please forgive me for deceiving you." Yun Lintian took this chance to clear the misunderstanding.

"It's understandable. Being cautious was good. No need to apologize." Huoyun Yurou didn't mind about it.

At this moment, around fifty figures rushed into the hall, and an old woman with short hair quickly asked. "What happened, Matriarch?"

However, as her voice fell, her gaze was suddenly attracted by the token in Huoyun Yurou's hand. Her entire body shuddered as she spoke in a trembling voice. "Matriarch… Is that… Is that?"

Her words immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they followed her gaze. Their reactions weren't different from hers. They were stunned at first and turned into the excitement the next moment.

Huoyun Yurou nodded gently. He picked up her cane and said. "We have to thank this Little Friend Yun. He's the one who brought the token back."

Swish!

Everyone promptly turned to Yun Lintian. In fact, they had noticed this human boy from the beginning, but none of them had time to express their curiosity.

The short-haired old woman suddenly realized something. She turned to Huoyun Yurou and asked with a heavy expression. "Doesn't this means….?"

A trace of sadness emerged on Huoyun Yurou once again as she responded weakly. "Mhm. Xiaohuo has already gone."

Dead silence immediately blanketed the hall. The excitement in everyone's heart died down instantly. Some of them even covered their faces and started to cry. These people watched Huoyun Xiaohuo grow up. They were highly fonded of him. Hearing the news of his departure, they couldn't help falling into grief.

"He left a message behind. He wanted us to follow this Little Friend Yun, and I have already decided." Huoyun Yurou said in a deep voice.

All the fifty figures had various reactions to this matter, but surprisingly, none of them opposed it. With a glance, he could see these people were merely confused and surprised—there wasn't a single trace of dissatisfaction on their faces. This stunned Yun Lintian for a while. Except for his Misty Cloud Sect, he had never seen any clan or faction with this high harmony level.

"Matriarch, please." The short-haired old woman bowed her head respectfully toward the altar, followed by everyone.

Huoyun Yurou didn't say anything further. She held the token tightly and drew closer to the altar.

The Vermilion Bird-shaped flame immediately lit up above the altar and revealed the hexagon-shaped hole.

Huoyun Yurou took the last glance at the token and gently inserted it into the hole.

Click!