Translator: Silavin
Under Dong Yu’s watchful gaze, a figure dressed identically to the previous black-robed figures appeared in mid-air not far away.
Around him, space itself seemed to distort slightly. A terrifyingly formidable pressure emanated faintly.
“Who are you! I am Dong Yu of the Brilliant Sky Sacred Land. Daring to attack people of our Brilliant Sky Sacred Land, have you grown tired of living!?”
Dong Yu’s expression darkened as he stepped forward, loudly reprimanding. He deliberately invoked the Brilliant Sky Sacred Land’s name, as if hoping the other might show some apprehension.
“Brilliant Sky Sacred Land? *Kekeke…*” However, facing his reprimand, the opposing black-robed figure showed no apprehension whatsoever. Instead, he emitted a series of sharp, grating cold laughter.
*Kekeke…* The harsh, grating laughter reverberated across the sky. This sound wave alone made Qin Yichen feel his internal Yuan Energy growing somewhat restless.
Even though he deliberately shielded the front, behind him, Feng Qianxue’s delicate face had paled somewhat.
Opposite them, that figure was completely shrouded in black robes. Only a pair of pitch-black eyes were revealed, filled entirely with indifferent coldness.
“If you end yourselves, you can be spared some suffering. Make your choice.” The hoarse voice once again reverberated across the sky. This voice carried a pressure that allowed no refusal.
A Martial Ancestor facing an Alchemist and two youngsters who, in his eyes, were barely grown. Capturing them should be effortless.
Looking at this black-robed figure before him, Dong Yu could not help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
Fortunately, he had prepared for this worst-case scenario.
Otherwise, today they would certainly meet disaster. For him, his own death was a minor matter. But if Qin Yichen, the youth who grasped the secret of the Compound Pills, died, that would be a loss the Brilliant Sky Sacred Land could not bear!
After a long while, the three before him had not answered. The black-robed figure’s brow could not help but furrow.
Judging by their expressions, they did not seem as panic-stricken as he had anticipated!
For some unknown reason, an uneasy feeling vaguely arose in his heart.
“*Hmph!* then let this old man send you on your way!” The black-robed figure’s face mask shifted slightly as the hoarse voice emerged. Before his words finished falling, the Yuan Energy in this realm suddenly grew violent. Then, his form vanished from its original position like a phantom.
“Die!”
The next instant, a black shadow flashed, appearing above the flying beast. Cold killing intent enveloped the three. A palm carrying power sufficient to annihilate any expert below Martial Ancestor Realm fiercely pressed downward.
*Boom!*
Under this palm, even the air exploded from compression. Still separated by several metres, that oppressive sensation had already made the three below feel weighted down, as if bearing ten thousand kilograms of force!
“Mu Rundong! If you don’t act now, see how you’ll explain to the Sacred Land if something happens!” At this moment, Dong Yu couldn’t care about anything else, loudly shouting.
Hearing this voice, the black-robed figure above had his pupils suddenly contract.
*Haa…* A soft sigh also reverberated through this space. Then, a figure flashed inward, standing above the flying beast.
*Boom!* Following a tremendous sound, violent Yuan Energy fluctuations raged outward. Momentarily, fierce winds arose between Heaven and Earth.
Under the fierce winds, Mu Rundong’s robes did not even flutter. His eyes flashed with a brilliance impossible to look directly at, fixed intently on the black-robed figure above. As if wanting to pierce through that black mask to see the face within.
Originally, he had been secretly following Qin Yichen’s group. The instant this black-robed figure appeared, he had also detected it.
However, he had not revealed himself immediately. He wanted to see this black-robed figure’s true identity. Unfortunately, even when about to deliver a killing blow, that black-robed figure had not revealed his identity, leaving him somewhat regretful.
“*Kekeke…* Never expected mere trash to have a Martial Ancestor as an escort!” Seeing Mu Rundong’s appearance, the black-robed figure’s gaze also grew considerably more grave. His originally wild aura completely converged at this moment.
Whether this was concern about revealing his identity, or knowing that with Mu Rundong’s appearance, he no longer had opportunity to strike, remained unclear.
“Who are you?” Mu Rundong’s expression darkened somewhat as he demanded. The other party’s voice was clearly deliberately altered. Nothing could be discerned from it.
“Consider yourselves lucky. However, you won’t be jumping around much longer!” Facing Mu Rundong’s interrogation, the black-robed figure did not answer. Instead, he snorted coldly. With a sleeve wave, his form retreated violently. After several flashes, he vanished into the horizon.
On another side, Mo Yuan and his companion also flew over panting heavily.
Sensing the Martial Ancestor’s aura in the air, cold sweat emerged on their foreheads too.
Fortunately, Dong Yu had forcefully demanded Mu Rundong escort them. Otherwise, this journey would certainly have ended in a disaster!
“Mo Wen, transmit the message to the Sacred Land. This place is no longer safe. Leave quickly!” Mu Rundong furrowed his brow, his voice somewhat grave.
At this point, he could not guarantee he could bring everyone away.
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Brilliant Sky Sacred Land.
Atop the Inner Sect’s highest peak, a plainly dressed figure stood proudly. He stood quietly at the mountain summit, yet seemed like a stone, merged as one with Heaven and Earth.
This person was precisely the Brilliant Sky Sacred Master, Yu Qianqiu!
At this moment, his gaze looked toward the distant horizon. A pair of profound eyes seemed able to pierce through the void itself.
“Sacred Master, news just arrived. When Dong Yu and Qin Yichen were returning, they encountered a Martial Ancestor waiting in ambush!” Behind the Brilliant Sky Sacred Master, a figure emerged like a shadow. An emotionless voice also arose in this quiet realm.
Hearing this news, the originally calm Brilliant Sky Sacred Master’s brow furrowed slightly.
Truthfully, regarding the merchant attacks from days prior, he had merely smiled indifferently. However, hearing this matter now, his ancient well-liked composure held a trace of rising anger.
“Have Old Dan keep him well-protected in the Pill Hall.” After brief contemplation, Yu Qianqiu waved his hand. His emotionless voice softly arose.
As his words fell, the black shadow behind respectfully bowed, stepped backward, and vanished into the air.
“Is the weather about to change?” Yu Qianqiu’s eyes looked distantly, murmuring. Then, from his profound black eyes, a sharp brilliance suddenly flashed past, as if piercing through the sky itself.
“We’ve been silent for too long. Do they truly take my Brilliant Sky Sacred Land as a soft persimmon to be kneaded at will?” A low murmur reverberated across the sky. Yu Qianqiu shook his head, his form slowly vanishing from its original position.
This mountain peak once again fell into silence.