Pill Saint, Weapon Emperor, Array God, Unparalleled in the World

Luo Chen took three steps back, his chest heaving.

It's indeed difficult to withstand a fifth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator head-on. His palm strike almost emptied my body, and it took the full power of the Tai Xu Hun Tian Gong to barely hold on.

But his expression remained unchanged, still looking relaxed.

The Wuqing Sect disciples in the courtyard were all dumbfounded.

The tall disciple's mouth was agape enough to fit a fist, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

The two female disciples covered their mouths, their faces as white as paper.

They had all felt the oppressive force of their master's palm strike just now.

That was a full-force attack from a fifth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator; anyone caught in it would surely die.

But this kid—he actually caught it?

They even drove away their master?

Master has reached the fifth level of Foundation Establishment!

In a place like the Northern Region, a Foundation Establishment expert can stand anywhere and walk sideways, yet he was actually pushed back by a young man at the Grandmaster level with a single palm strike.

What the hell is this monster?

The disciples cursed inwardly, but their feet involuntarily shrank back, none daring to take a single step forward.

After regaining his balance, a wave of shock surged up in his chest.

He used all his strength in that palm strike, but Luo Chen not only caught it, but also blasted him back more than ten feet.

This kid clearly only has the aura of a Grandmaster, yet the power of his attacks is in no way inferior to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This is completely illogical.

Either he possesses some strange magical artifact to give him an air of superiority, or—

The expert behind him was nearby and transmitted his power to him from a distance.

Yu Cheng prefers the latter.

Those unfathomable spiritual patterns in the courtyard, and the places where his divine sense crashed against the wall, were clearly methods set up by someone.

Even the most extraordinary young man in his early twenties couldn't possibly set up such a formation.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the cold sweat on his back soaked through his undershirt.

If the fight continues, and that expert shows up, he'll lose his life.

"Fine, you win."

With a livid face, You Yicheng left those words behind, turned around, and strode out of the courtyard gate.

The remaining disciples were stunned for a moment, then quickly ran after them.

Nobody wanted to stay in this courtyard. Who knew if they would turn into a corpse if they stayed any longer?

"You, stay."

Luo Chen's voice came from behind, and the tall disciple's legs went weak, and he turned around abruptly.

He saw Luo Chen walking towards him and was immediately terrified, screaming at the top of his lungs:

"Master, save me—!"

You Yicheng had already walked out the door, paused for a moment, but didn't turn back.

Save you?

Even I, an old man, am looking for someone to save me; you'd better pray for yourself!

Instead of turning around, he quickened his pace.

The other disciples dared not step forward and ran even faster upon hearing his cry for help.

I didn't even dare to look back, for fear that I would be implicated by that "stay" order.

The tall disciple turned to run, but Luo Chen was already in front of him.

puff!

With a single, decisive slap, it was as swift and clean as smashing a watermelon.

Before the tall disciple could even finish his scream, he collapsed limply to one side, his head lolling to one side, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Outside the gate, You Yicheng led the remaining four disciples and ran out of the Great Wilderness City in one breath, hiding in a dense forest.

A female disciple clutched her chest, her voice still trembling.

"Master...aren't we going back to the sect?"

You Yicheng leaned against a tree, catching his breath for a while, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Don't go back. Let's wait until dark and find out what's going on with that kid."

Another disciple next to him frowned and muttered something under his breath.

"What's the point of trying to find out more about their background when things are already like this..."

You Yicheng glared at him, and the disciple quickly shut his mouth.

But everyone knew in their hearts that their master was dissatisfied, but dared not do it openly, so he could only do some sneaky tricks.

For a dignified inner sect elder, a powerful cultivator at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, to end up in such a sorry state is truly laughable.

One of the male disciples walked along, pondering to himself.

Damn it, I might as well follow that kid surnamed Luo.

At least they dare to take action; whoever kills their people gets killed. Isn't that satisfying?

......

Luo Chen stood in the courtyard, his mind already clearly seeing You Yicheng's movements through the Burial Sky Pavilion.

This old man is still not giving up, trying to test my limits?

He glanced at the two corpses on the ground—the one with the pockmarked face and the tall one were still lying there.

He put a note on each person.

Then, release the Iron-feathered Eagle.

The eagle shook its wings, its golden eyes shining eerily in the moonlight.

Luo Chen patted its neck and gave it a few instructions in his mind.

The Iron-feathered Vulture let out a cackle, grabbed a corpse with each of its two claws, flapped its wings, and soared into the sky, flying out of the city.

The servants huddled behind the pillars were completely dumbfounded.

Everyone craned their necks, watching the big bird fly further and further away.

Someone stammered, "Th-what is that?"

His other leg was still weak, so he leaned against a pillar to stand up straight and swallowed.

"It must be the patriarch's mount..."

"A...mount? Such a big bird?"

The group looked at each other, their faces a mixture of surprise and bewilderment.

What is the head of the family trying to do?

Why let the big bird carry away the two corpses without burying them?

In the mountains and forests west of the city, dusk was falling ever lower.

You Yicheng leaned against an old tree, squinted and looked down the mountain for a while, then lowered his voice and spoke.

"You lot, all of you go out and find out what's going on with that kid. Come back here before dawn."

The four disciples looked at each other, their expressions not very good.

One of the male disciples rubbed his arms and muttered to himself.

"It's already dark. If we go out to investigate at this time... what if we run into that scourge?"

You Yicheng glared at him: "Idiot! You're just going to take a stroll around Great Wilderness City, not bang on doors. Bring back any news you hear on the streets, and get out of here."

The disciple dared not argue anymore, exchanged a glance with the three people beside him, and was just about to leave.

call!

Two dark shadows suddenly fell from above, fast and heavy, and landed on the open ground in front of the tree hole.

boom!boom!

"what!"

"what!"

......

Two muffled thuds, several screams, dust and broken leaves flew high into the air, and everyone in the woods was stunned.

"What the hell?!"

"Ouch! That hit me!"

The four disciples looked closely and saw that they were two corpses.

One had a pockmarked face, the other was tall; their faces, wide open in death, were turned toward the sky, the blood at the corners of their mouths had dried, and their bodies were covered in mud and grass clippings.

The disciples were terrified, their souls nearly leaving their bodies and their livers and gallbladders bursting.

You Yicheng stared at the two corpses with a livid face, his chest heaving violently.

Both of these corpses were his disciples!

To be thrown in front of him like this is like spitting in his face.

A sharp-eyed male disciple pointed at the corpse's chest and shouted.

"Master! There's a note on it!"

You Yicheng's eyelids twitched violently. He quickly stepped forward, carefully squatted down, and reached out to take the note.

I wondered what this kid would write on it.