Covering the Sky: I, Wang Teng, truly lack the bearing of an emperor.

Chapter 46 Assassination, You Resemble an Old Friend

He had been waiting for this moment ever since Wang Teng left the Yao Guang Holy Land.

His behavior in the Yao Guang Holy Land was enough to attract the attention of the Yao Guang Holy Son. The more he denied things, the more suspicious the Yao Guang Holy Son became, coupled with his actions.

The only thing that surprised Wang Teng was that they arrived so slowly.

What is the Holy Son of Yaoguang doing?
Is this the kind of efficiency you expect to achieve, and you even dream of becoming an emperor in the future?
No wonder he managed to survive for so long in the original story, but was ultimately defeated by Ye Fan.

This is outside a giant city in the southern region of the Eastern Wilderness, and it is still several hundred miles away from the giant city.

Wang Teng stopped.

"You've been following me for so long, it's time to come out, isn't it?" Wang Teng said with his hands behind his back, without turning his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, a gaunt old man appeared in the void in front of him. A smile appeared on his wrinkled face as he clapped his hands, saying, "As expected of a prodigy from the Yao Guang Holy Land, you are so perceptive that you have already sensed the danger from such a distance."

"Why? I already refused the request from the Yao Guang Holy Land, so why are they still pursuing me?" Wang Teng put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and sighed heavily.

"Did the Yao Guang Holy Land ask you for a favor?" the gaunt old man asked instinctively.

"Of course not, you're so easy to fool, just like an old friend I recently met." Wang Teng suddenly laughed, revealing his white teeth.

"Sharp-tongued brat! No matter what you say today, you're doomed. Who told you to get involved with the Yao Guang Holy Land?" The smile on the gaunt old man's face vanished, replaced by a cold expression.

"Wait!" Wang Teng suddenly waved his hand.

"Don't even think about stalling for time. No one can save you!" The gaunt old man sneered, took out half of a bronze tower, and stared coldly at Wang Teng.

“Fellow Daoist, you may have misunderstood,” Wang Teng said.

Having mastered the secrets of the previous character and the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye, he had already seen that the gaunt old man was setting up array patterns to isolate the space here and prevent teleportation, which was why he was only giving him half-hearted replies.

"What I mean is, there's actually a rift between me and the Yao Guang Holy Land!" Wang Teng took a deep breath and said, "I and Yao Guang Holy Maiden Yao Xi were deeply in love, but the Yao Guang Holy Land interfered, refusing to let me see her and even expelling me from the Yao Guang Holy Land..."

The gaunt old man opposite Wang Teng looked at him with an icy expression.

He knew it; Wang Teng couldn't possibly utter a single truth in ten sentences!
The mighty ancestor of God separated lovers, and unrequited love is unrequited love, yet he speaks of it so simply!
"Therefore!" Wang Teng said, "Let's join forces and fight against the Yao Guang Holy Land!"

"What did you say?" The gaunt old man pretended to stop what he was doing, as if listening to Wang Teng's words.

However, in Wang Teng's eyes, he was still secretly setting up array patterns, planting several ancient flags to suppress the void and ensure that no one could use array patterns to traverse the void.

“I’ve been unhappy with the Holy Son of Yao Guang for a long time. Let’s join forces to suppress him and make the Yao Guang Holy Land feel the pain. What do you say? Don’t worry, the title is all yours. I definitely won’t compete with you for it,” Wang Teng said sincerely.

The gaunt old man felt he couldn't breathe properly.

Even the Holy Son of Yaoguang, far away in the Holy Land of Yaoguang, looked grim.

"How dare he!" The divine halo behind the Holy Son of Yaoguang trembled.

He had been enduring it all for so long, but in Wang Teng's mouth, it turned out that the other party disliked him? "Senior Brother Holy Son, are you alright?" A disciple noticed the change in the Holy Son of Yao Guang and hurriedly asked.

"It's nothing, I just had a sudden realization. Everyone, continue your cultivation. I will preach to you again next time." The Holy Son of Yaoguang opened his eyes, a gentle smile appearing on his face, giving him a friendly look.

On the other side, the gaunt old man stared at Wang Teng.

"Have you been unhappy with the Holy Son of Yaoguang for a long time?" he asked.

"Yes! I thought heroes would appreciate each other, but it turns out they're vying for supremacy." Wang Teng sighed, his hands behind his back, his thoughts seemingly drifting to the endless sky with his gaze.

"So, are you willing to join forces with me to suppress the Holy Son of Yao Guang? Don't worry, all the credit will be yours, and I will personally testify that it was you who killed the Holy Son of Yao Guang, making you famous in the assassin circle!" Wang Teng said eagerly.

"Kid, you talk too much!" the gaunt old man said.

The array patterns had already been set up, so he didn't delay any longer. He waved his hand, and patterns appeared in the surrounding void, suppressing the void.

The bronze tower slowly rose into the air, emanating a powerful aura. Ordinary cultivators at the Four Extremes Secret Realm would be suppressed under this pressure and unable to move.

Wang Teng raised his head expressionlessly. A broken holy weapon?

The Holy Son of Yaoguang is really willing to go to great lengths to hunt me down.

It's a pity that his cultivation level is still a bit lacking. Otherwise, this incomplete holy weapon would have been his, instead of being like this, with only an 80% chance of snatching it from the tiger's mouth.

"Even if I kill you, I can still go and kill the Holy Son of Yao Guang!" The gaunt old man's aura underwent a dramatic change.

His dry beard and hair flew wildly. He opened his cloudy eyes and glared angrily at Wang Teng. He made various complex hand gestures, manipulating the array patterns and sending them into the broken bronze tower, where they pressed down on Wang Teng.

Wang Teng remained expressionless and took out a jade pendant that had been crafted for him by a Supreme Elder of the Sendai Secret Realm. Just as he had guessed, the incomplete sacred weapon, combined with the array patterns, suppressed the void. Even the Sendai Secret Realm's backup plan would find it difficult to escape.

"I have sealed off the void here..." the gaunt old man said with a sneer.

He was going to intercept and kill the heir of a powerful force that was no weaker than the holy land families, so how could he not be prepared?
He even brought out a damaged holy weapon, all in an attempt to win in one strike!
However, before he could finish his sentence, his expression changed.

Before Wang Teng lay a golden ancient chariot, covered with traces of war, its exterior almost entirely marked by sword cuts, axe marks, and arrow wounds.

However, what shocked the gaunt old man was not the appearance of the golden ancient chariot, but the fluctuations it emitted!

Another legendary weapon!
Have the Beiyuan Wang family gone mad?! Why don't they dig up all the ancestral figures buried in the family and tie them to Wang Teng?

The Dao Palace Secret Realm controls two legendary holy weapons!
Let alone a clone, even if his main body came, it would be difficult to deal with!

However, something that the skinny old man never dared to imagine happened!
Wang Teng stepped onto the golden ancient chariot and drove it at high speed. In an instant, he arrived in front of the broken holy weapon. With a gentle flick of the Heavenly Emperor Holy Sword, he hooked the broken bronze pagoda into the golden ancient chariot!
The next moment, the golden ancient chariot crushed the void, making a rumbling sound like thunder. The golden light was like lightning, breaking through the array that imprisoned the void and prevented people from teleporting. It traveled far away in an instant, and the skinny old man could not catch up with it.

As the rumbling gradually faded away, Wang Teng's laughter rang out, "Hahahaha, thank you for the treasure, senior! I want to share this with my good brother, the Holy Son of Yao Guang!"

(End of this chapter)