lcionline Chapter 372 2 in 3
Chapter 372 2 in 3
As soon as the old man finished speaking, his withered body began to swell up.
The skin and flesh that had been wrinkled and stuck to the ribs were now expanding outwards as if breathing, which looked quite strange.
The man in black robes was taken aback upon hearing this, and then asked:
"Are you Lord Ding Hai?"
The old man frowned further upon hearing this, and said coldly:
"What 'Ding Hai Ding Di'? Didn't Wang Jiuling tell you to tell me my name?"
Upon hearing this, the man in the black robe finally understood; the old man had mistaken him for someone else!
Immediately, he let out a cold laugh, and then slowly said:
"You old geezer, who do you think you are, daring to impersonate Lord Ding Hai!"
As the two were talking, Zi Wenyue had already retreated dozens of meters, and then looked at the people in front of her with surprise and uncertainty.
She truly hadn't expected that such a simple transaction would suddenly become so complicated!
Who is this old man? And who is Ding Hai?
Zi Wenyue hesitated for only a moment before fleeing towards the open space. She wanted to live more than complete the mission.
But the next moment, several golden lights suddenly flashed across the open space, and then three golden-armored guards appeared out of thin air.
Zi Wenyue, who had already fled to the edge of the arena, was shocked to see the golden-armored guard and exclaimed in alarm:
"Golden Armor Guards!!"
One of the three men, his eyes beneath a golden mask, glanced at Zi Wenyue without any change in expression, then looked at the black-robed man standing there. Suddenly, he raised his hand, and a golden light burst forth from behind him, instantly transforming into twelve golden pillars that crashed down, enveloping the entire open space.
"It seems that Lord Wanyin was right; you all do indeed have a problem!"
The leader stood in the middle of the field, looking at the crowd in front of him, and spoke in a low voice.
"The Golden Armor Guards of Xiaoyuan Palace! Damn it! That woman!"
When the man in black robes saw the three golden-armored guards appear, he immediately panicked and quickly glanced around, seemingly afraid that experts from the Little Yuan Palace might appear.
But soon he realized that it seemed that only these three golden-armored guards had come, and his expression immediately relaxed a little.
“The three of you must have made a mistake. I am not a member of the Demon Palace, and I had a prior agreement with your Lord of Ten Thousand Yin.”
The man in black chuckled and spoke, while taking a slight step back.
Upon seeing this, the golden-armored guard sneered and said:
"Whether they are from the Demon Palace or not, we will know once we take them back for soul-searching and spirit-refining."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically.
The old man's once bloated body quickly withered, his expression returned to its dull state, and he even thought about sticking the torn-off yellow talisman back on.
Zi Wenyue stood there nervously, unsure of what to do.
Deserting in the face of battle would be a capital offense if she were caught and brought back, but if she stayed here, she really couldn't be sure whether the three golden-armored guards would kill her as well.
After all, given how things are unfolding, Zhu Wanyin is far too cunning. He managed to secretly arrange for these three golden-armored guards to follow her without even deceiving her. Perhaps in his eyes, she is already a dead man.
An anxious look flashed in Zi Wenyue's eyes. Her gaze swept quickly across the open space, trying to find a way to escape. But the next moment, she suddenly discovered a scene that left her speechless.
The handsome young ascendant had somehow removed the talisman from his head and was now quietly examining a scroll-like object.
How can it be!
Zi Wenyue felt that what had happened in the short span of a cup of tea had shattered her understanding of cultivation over the past hundreds of years.
Has the sect's Soul-Forgetting Pill lost its effectiveness?
One person is one thing, but why is another one showing up?!
Zi Wenyue felt dizzy and suddenly realized that she had fallen into a huge trap.
Countless important figures stand behind this game, their figures majestic and mysterious, looking down on her from an unknown place, just like watching a cricket caught in a buzzing.
Such terrifying pressure caused Zi Wenyue to break down, letting out a scream:
"Ahhhhh!!"
"Get them!!"
Upon hearing the scream, one of the three golden-armored guards immediately snorted coldly. Then, a golden light flashed in his hand, and a golden spear appeared out of thin air, which he firmly grasped in his hand.
Zi Wenyue saw Ding Yi's actions, and the three golden-armored guards naturally saw them as well.
They were quite certain that something was wrong inside the Yuan Palace; otherwise, two ascensioners in a row would not have been able to escape the effects of the Soul-Forgetting Pill.
Suddenly, one of the golden-armored guards, carrying a golden spear, appeared in front of the man in black robes and thrust the spear at him!
The other two golden-armored guards landed behind Ding Yi and the old man respectively, and reached out their palms to grab the two men's shoulders.
For them, even if these ascendants had problems, they certainly wouldn't have much of an impact.
After all, the strength of the ascended beings is at most at the peak of the Daoist Child level, while they are Golden Armor Guards at the peak of the Warrior level. With such a huge difference in strength, even with their eyes closed, they could easily break the limbs of the three of them and take them back.
"Why! What went wrong?!"
The old man seemed to sense the terrifying pressure coming from behind him, and immediately could no longer pretend. He suddenly let out an amazing roar, seemingly filled with resentment.
"I, Duan Wuyai, anticipated the enemy's moves and comprehended the great tribulation of ascension, so why is this happening?!"
"Who! Who has obscured the secrets of heaven?! Who, who is hindering me..."
Before the old man could finish speaking, the golden-armored guard punched him in the back, sending him flying backward and spitting out a mouthful of blood mist in mid-air.
"Something as insignificant as an ant dares to try and escape its fate?!"
The golden-armored guard spoke in a low voice, slowly withdrawing his fist and looking at the old man who had been sent flying.
The next moment, he suddenly felt a violent shockwave coming from the side. He couldn't help but turn his head to look, but his pupils immediately contracted as he saw an unbelievable scene.
The young ascendant was holding up a finger and quietly pressing it against Rama's fist. He didn't even raise his head, still looking at the blueprints held in his other hand.
Even as a golden-armored warrior at the peak of his strength, Naramo stared at the man before him in shock, a sense of absurdity rising within him.
Who am I? Where am I?!
Although he didn't go all out to avoid killing anyone, this level of attack was something no ascendant could withstand, especially since this man only used one finger!
This is a blatant insult!
A flash of anger suddenly appeared in Rama's pupils beneath his golden mask; he admitted that he was enraged.
He had never been so angry in centuries.
This anger stems from being ignored by an insect, from a feeling of being out of control!
"you wanna die!!"
Rama roared, and with a flick of his hand, a golden sword appeared out of thin air in his hand!
Rama stood with his sword in hand, his golden armor shining even brighter in the dark forest, like a sun that was impossible to look directly at.
"Forgive me, blame me, but even so, I will kill you today!!"
Rama raised his long sword high and roared.