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Chapter 855: The flaws of the Dark Sword

Jian Zun and Jiahe quickly chased after the pagoda that was like a stream of light. After a few breaths, Yang Zhen appeared from the bluestone space.

He immediately rushed to the valley covered with yellow sand.

Under a huge sand dune with a drop of a hundred feet, he saw Yan Xiling lying on the ground.

His eyes were wide open, his face was pale, it seemed as if all the blood in his body had been drained, and he was completely out of breath.

A large hole was exposed in the lower abdomen, which was empty inside. It was obvious that the Nascent Soul in the Dantian was also destroyed. This should be because the murderer was worried that the Nascent Soul would escape and expose his whereabouts, so he made a fatal move. However, some mistakes occurred during the implementation process, and in the end Yan Xiling gave a warning before his death, so he had to flee in a hurry.

Looking at the tragic state of his master before his death, Yang Zhen's eyes instantly turned red and he was deeply saddened.

Yan Xiling was his master, and although he was accepted as a true disciple because of Qin Mingyue, the time between the master and the apprentice was not much. Yan Xiling did not seem to care much about what he did outside, and he rarely received much guidance on cultivation from him, nor did he gain any benefits.

Even so, once a teacher, always a father. Yan Xiling's position in his heart was no less than that of Zhang Hejing, Qin Wan and others. He was also an elder he respected and a relative he had vowed to protect.

Now, he died tragically here.

The process of the disciple-taking ceremony seemed to be still vivid in his mind... Yang Zhen could no longer bear it, and fell to his knees in front of Yan Xiling's body with a plop, sobbing in grief and anger.

  Blood feud! There was a new bloody debt between him and Huang Ji!

A bare hand gently patted his back, accompanied by a woman's low sigh.

Yang Zhen turned around and looked at the woman's face as bright as the moon. This was the first time he saw her since returning from Blue Star.

The person he had missed day and night finally stood in front of him, her beauty unchanged.

But her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and there seemed to be an indelible sadness between her brows.

"Senior sister," Yang Zhen said sadly, "Master, it's not that he didn't want to help you, he just didn't have the energy to do so."

He was talking about the incident not long ago when Yang Changjin asked Jiahe to capture Mu Zixue and Yan Xiling stood by and watched.

"I understand," Mu Zixue said calmly, "I don't blame him."

"Sister, please stay here and don't go back to Hongxuan Realm," Yang Zhen said again, "Xiao Qingshi has enough spiritual energy now and it won't delay his cultivation."

The woman uttered "Oh" softly, with a hint of joy in her beautiful eyes, but her head shook slightly.

"why?"

"I have to go back." Mu Zixue said.

Yang Zhen had known her for a long time, and seeing her resolute attitude, he realized that it was useless to persuade her. Mu Zixue might have her own difficulties, but she was unwilling to say it, so he couldn't find out.

Looking around, he suddenly remembered someone and his face looked a little grim.

"Where's Tan Mingzhen?" Yang Zhen asked, "Didn't she come to see me?"

"She refused to come. She said that after the transaction between Yunxiao Sect and Yunqing Sect was completed, she was already a cultivator in the upper realm and had no relationship with the people here anymore." Mu Zixue said coldly.

Yang Zhen was furious.

……

Yang Zhen and Mu Zixue came to the altar.

When Yang Changjin saw him coming, his face changed drastically. He hid behind Tian Jinzhuang and shouted, "Uncle Tian, ​​it's him! He's the one who wanted to kill me just now. Help me capture him quickly!"

Then he shouted to the woman outside: "Mr. Mu, this matter has nothing to do with you. If you interfere, you know the consequences!"

Mu Zixue glanced at him coldly and ignored him.

Tian Jinzhuang was in the late Yuanying stage and had a lot of experience in fighting. Otherwise, he would not have carried out such a secret mission for the sect. He only took a glance and felt the majestic aura from Yang Zhen that was no less than his own. If this was in Hongxuan Realm, he wouldn't mind fighting with the other party, but now that he was in a dangerous place, he didn't want to cause any trouble.

"Young Master," he advised hastily, "Those two True Gods may come back at any time, so we should not start another incident."

After that, he sent another voice message: "Young Master, please allow me to report that even I cannot fathom this man's strength, so it is not appropriate to make an enemy of this strength. Let's find a way to leave this place and make plans later."

Tian Jinzhuang has always been loyal, and after two such overt and covert persuasions, Yang Changjin was unconvinced. He couldn't help but ask, "He, he won't break in, will he?"

"This is a sixth-order defensive formation. Even a True God of Transformation cannot get in for a while. Young master, there is no need to worry." Tian Jinzhuang continued to transmit the voice.

  Yang Changjin immediately breathed a sigh of relief, staring at Yang Zhen provocatively, but he saw that the other party did not even look at him, but shouted at the woman next to him:

"Tan Mingzhen, come out!" "Master has suffered misfortune, don't you even have time to come out and pay your respects?"

……

Tan Mingzhen was thrown out by Tian Jinzhuang.

The resentment in her eyes flashed away, and the woman was about to cry. She explained sadly: "Junior Brother Yang, no, Uncle Master Yang, I am worried that the two gods will come back. I am timid in my heart, so, I dare not..."

"Hmph!" Yang Zhen snorted coldly, not bothering to listen to her explanation, stretched out his hand and threw her into the space. Yan Xiling's remains were already inside, and at this time several Yunxiao Sect disciples were tidying up the remains and building a mourning hall, immersed in grief.

"Space magic weapon!" Tian Jinzhuang saw it from the side and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yang Zhen turned to Mu Zixue and said, "I am going to hunt down Huang Ji, are you coming with me?"

Mu Zixue was a little surprised, shook her head, and said, "Be careful, this beast is no longer the same as before." After a pause, she whispered, "Also be careful of those two gods."

  Yang Zhen nodded solemnly, took the woman's hands, suddenly pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear:

"Good sister, take care of yourself. I will come to Hongxuan Realm to find you later."

"Yeah." Mu Zixue's pretty face blushed slightly. She let the man hold her tightly without struggling, and her voice was soft and weak.

Yang Changjin, who witnessed all this not far away, suddenly turned purple in the face.

"Take care!" Yang Zhen patted the woman's soft shoulders for the last time, turned and left, disappearing into the vast yellow sand.

……

Desert.

"Pong!"

Suddenly, a tender green seedling emerged from the sand pile and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a towering tree hundreds of feet tall.

The twisted branches danced in all directions like rain. Suddenly, the leaves trembled and an earth-yellow pagoda appeared, tightly wrapped by countless roots.

The pagoda immediately shone brightly, twisting left to right, and soon tore off all the roots. It was like a bird that had escaped from a cage, raising its wings and ready to fly.

"Clang!" The sword light was chasing closely behind him. The pagoda trembled all over and staggered a few times like a drunk. Then it straightened its posture again and quickly fled towards the sky, soon disappearing from the trace.

At the same time, the big tree on the ground suddenly collapsed like a pile of mud and sand, scattering into countless green lights, flashing a few times, and then disappeared into the air.

"Ah——" a sigh came from the front.

"Brother Ouyang," the voice of Jiahe Zhenzun sounded, "This place is too strange, the spiritual energy cannot last forever, my tree-entanglement technique cannot last for a moment!"

"Hmph!" Ouyang Ye's voice also sounded, but it was just a cold snort.

"I originally thought," Jia He continued with a sigh, "that as long as the center of the formation on the altar stopped working, this place would be no different from the outside world. Now it seems that this small world should have its own operating rules, and it has trapped us all here."

"Isn't this great?" Ouyang Ye said, "With the help of my brother's induction of the Wanxuan Pagoda, we can play hide-and-seek with this guy in this desert thousands of miles long. Let's see how long he can hide!"

"Brother Ouyang," Jiahe suddenly raised his voice and said seriously, "I have something I don't understand."

"Ok?"

"When my younger brother was entangled with the pagoda just now, why didn't Brother Ouyang use the Dark Sword Technique? If you could have hit the Wanxuan Pagoda half a breath earlier before it broke free, it would never have escaped so easily."

"My sword skills are fine for fighting, but if the opponent insists on escaping, it will be of little use." After a brief silence, Ouyang Ye said with a wry smile.

"Why?"

"It's related to a certain sword technique," Ouyang Ye sighed, "This sword technique of mine can be wind or light, killing the enemy invisibly, all when the opponent is unaware and only wants to fight me. But this beast hid in the void, thinking only of escaping. He avoided both the light and the wind, but I have no way to start!"

"Brother Jiahe," he continued, "let's not waste any more time here, let's continue looking for this beast!"

"Yeah." Jia He responded, but he was a little confused. Is Ouyang Ye's swordsmanship really as he explained? As long as he tried his best to avoid fighting, he could break it. Is it that easy?

The two of them quickly disappeared from the spot.

(End of this chapter)