93. Yun Yun Become A Matchmaker
Added 2024-11-14 13:43:40 +0000 UTC
"Devilish Palm!"
The black aura was about to engulf them.
From within Mu Lei, a surge of black light burst forth, transforming into a massive palm print dozens of meters wide, slamming fiercely toward the black aura.
However, as soon as the massive palm print made contact with the black aura, it instantly shattered.
Realizing this black aura was no ordinary force, Mu Lei was filled with regret.
But what could he do? He’d already dug this out!
He gritted his teeth and threw Mu Qianqian upward with all his might: "Qianqian, run! I’ll hold it off!"
Mu Qianqian cried out anxiously, "Father!"
"Go!" Mu Lei shouted.
With tears in her eyes, Mu Qianqian bit her lip, then turned around and lightly pressed her foot against the cave wall, her graceful figure leaping toward the entrance like a butterfly.
At the same time, her inner power surged out, forming two streams of golden-red light that quickly condensed into a delicate set of golden energy armor on her body.
The tight armor accentuated Mu Qianqian’s curves perfectly.
If it were any other man, he might hesitate, or even attempt something else.
Unfortunately, the shadow clearly had no interest in this "beauty in peril."
"Run? Ha! You’re merely at the Form Creation Realm. If I let you escape, how could I hold my head up?" The shadow sneered, watching.
A wisp of black aura shot toward Mu Lei.
Seeing this, Mu Qianqian’s eyes filled with despair. "Father!"
"Ha! Better worry about yourself!" The shadow, like a ghost, suddenly appeared in front of Mu Qianqian as she tried to flee, laughing sinisterly as a large hand reached out from the black mist, grasping toward her.
But just as father and daughter fell into despair, a beam of terrifying dark light, containing a strange, powerful energy, descended from the sky and struck toward the shadow.
Fortunately, the shadow withdrew quickly, narrowly escaping death.
The shadow looked up with venomous eyes at a spot in the sky, where a man and woman stood mid-air.
The man, dressed in white, looked handsome and graceful, his flowing clothes giving the illusion of a celestial being.
The woman, in an indigo dress with a phoenix hairpin, was stunningly beautiful, with a shapely figure that captivated the eye.
They were none other than Chen Xuan and Yun Yun.
The shadow looked at them, his pupils filled with intense murderous intent. "You actually possess the Ancestral Symbol!"
"Since you know, why don’t you end yourself?" Chen Xuan replied with a faint smile, holding the Soul Banner in his hand.
"Ha! The previous wielder of the Devouring Ancestral Symbol also died by our hand."
From the dark aura, the shadow gradually emerged, transforming into a man with a dark, ominous face.
A proud smile appeared on his face.
Facing Chen Xuan, he showed no respect whatsoever: “You’re just at the Nirvana Realm, and yet you dare to act arrogantly in front of me?”
“Oh really? Then let me introduce you to an old friend!”
“?”
Under the shadow’s puzzled gaze, Chen Xuan summoned the Soul Banner.
Then, the eight devil generals, trapped within the banner, emerged, baring their fangs and charging toward the shadow!
In his hand, the ghost-headed saber turned pitch black, exuding a chilling aura.
The shadow felt that there was something familiar about the aura of the eight demon generals, but he couldn’t quite place it.
He introduced himself: “I am Black Devil General under the Nine Kings Palace of the Otherworld Devil Clan. Who are you? Name yourself!”
What? He... he’s an Otherworld Devil? Mu Lei’s face turned pale with shock.
As part of the forces in the Great Desolate County, he was familiar with its history. The origin of the Great Desolate County was tied to the Great Desolate Sect, a once-famous power across the continent. It was said that the sect’s fall was closely related to the mythical Otherworld Devils.
Could it be...
Mu Lei dared not think further.
“Roar!”
The eight devil generals, having lost their consciousness after being assimilated by the Soul Banner, paid no heed to Black Devil General’s words. They simply swung a long black whip, binding Black Devil General tightly.
Before he could react, Bo Xuan emerged from the banner, using a black chain to lock around his neck.
Black Devil General grasped the black chain with both hands, trembling with rage: “You traitor! Helping outsiders to fight your kin!”
He finally understood that the creature before him was once an Otherworld Devil himself. But why had he switched sides?
“Roar!”
With a roar, the eight Devil generals tightened the chain in Bo Xuan’s hands, pulling Black Devil General toward the banner.
“No! No! Nine Kings Palace, save me…”
Black Devil General struggled to escape, but it was futile. He could only scream for help, but no one came to his aid. He could never have imagined he would be so easily subdued by someone at the Nirvana Realm.
After dealing with Black Devil General, Chen Xuan took out the Ancestral Stone and Devouring Ancestral Symbol, purifying the demonic aura from the Otherworld Devils in the area.
Cautiously, Mu Lei approached. “Today, we’re truly grateful to you… senior. Otherwise, my daughter and I would have perished.”
“My deepest thanks for your assistance, sir.” Mu Qianqian, with her natural charm, spoke softly, each word and gesture carrying an allure that could drive men mad.
After reflecting on her previous failure, she thought this time she could sway him.
However, Chen Xuan simply waved his hand and dismissed them: “This place will soon become dangerous. Your abilities are average; it’s best you leave quickly.”
“Senior…”
Mu Lei wanted to say something, but Chen Xuan cut him off, “If you insist on staying, I won’t be responsible if anything happens.”
Seeing Chen Xuan’s indifference, along with the presence of the captivating Yun Yun at his side, Mu Qianqian felt a deep sense of defeat.
She expressed her gratitude once more and hurriedly left.
“Take care, senior. Farewell,” Mu Lei said, sighing as he watched his disheartened daughter walk away. He gave Chen Xuan a respectful bow and quickly followed her.
At that moment, Yun Yun’s voice reached Chen Xuan’s ear: “Such a great opportunity, why didn’t you go for it?”
Go for it? How?
With his current strength, even with the Ancestral Symbol's power, his chances against the Nine Kings Palace were still only fifty-fifty.
Chen Xuan explained, “No rush.”
“If you wait any longer, she’ll be long gone.”
“??”
Hearing the faint jealousy in her words, Chen Xuan suddenly understood.
Oh, you meant that…
You were referring to her?
And not to taking down the Nine Kings Palace that’s been suppressed by the ancient monument for a thousand years?
Chen Xuan was speechless.
You’re Yun Yun, the noble sect leader of Yunlan Sect! Why do you sound like a pimp?
“What? Need me to help you hold her back?” Yun Yun teased when Chen Xuan remained silent.
Chen Xuan waved her off, “No need. I have more important things to do.”
Yun Yun retorted, “That’s not important?”
Chen Xuan: “…”
Not bothering to argue, he flew directly to the ancient Great Desolate Monument.
Although it wasn’t yet the time to activate the monument, the demonic aura released by the digging of the Great Devil Gate had weakened the seals around it.
A vile demonic energy was slowly but surely eroding the ancient monument.