Sure, here is the translated text:
Upon hearing these words, everyone in the Phoenix Sect furrowed their brows at this moment.
The provocative tone, the mocking voice, was clearly here to cause trouble.
Moreover, this voice was extremely familiar.
"Yin-Yang Blade Saint…"
Su Han took a deep breath, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Who else could be called grandfather by Du Xi, besides the Yin-Yang Blade Saint?
"This…"
Su Qing stood up somewhat flustered, and beside him, Du Xi was also at this moment, voluntarily unveiling the red gauze over her head.
However, no one paid attention to how beautiful Du Xi looked; all eyes were fixed on the void, where the gradually parting clouds revealed.
From the clouds, a figure slowly emerged.
It was indeed the Yin-Yang Blade Saint!
However, at this moment, the former grayish-white hair of the Yin-Yang Blade Saint had completely returned, just like in his youth, jet black.
