However, there was no movement in the ruins of the Residence of Yun, but there was an inexplicable sense of frost lingering in the air. The sense of deterrence was unprecedented, and the scent of blood seemed to be thickening as well.
Faced with such a situation, the old man could not help but feel his heart grow colder. Even his lips were trembling and his eyes were rimmed red. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Soldiers, listen to my command.
At this critical moment, a voice rang out hastily, "Don't, don't … don't do it. I'm here, I'm back …"
Qiu Jianhan shuddered when he heard the voice, turning his head abruptly towards the source of the voice.
Amidst the snowstorm, a purple-clothed figure danced with joy as he ran over. His steps were relaxed and he was in high spirits.
It was Yun Yang!
The old marshal's eyes were almost filled with tears. He breathed a sigh of relief inwardly but roared angrily, "Little bastard! Where the f * ck did you run off to? What are you trying to do? Are you trying to bankrupt yourself? "
The string of curses was like a barrage of cannons, but the old man's trembling voice had already betrayed his true feelings.
Yun Yang felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He hurried to the old marshal and said in a low voice, "There's something fishy about this. There are still follow-up issues that need to be resolved as soon as possible. I'll explain in detail to you later. Let's retreat for now. We've gotten through this safely."
"Gotten through safely?" The old marshal pointed at the ruins of the Residence of Yun with a trembling finger. "There's not even a complete tile in your house, and you're telling me that you're safe?"
"Cough, something did happen just now, but it's really fine now. There's really no time to dwell on these details now …"
Yun Yang explained rather anxiously.
It was a waste of time to explain the whole story now. Once Venerable Lord Sword died, it would not just be the dozen or so people who would die, but the thirty thousand Imperial Guards in front of him would all perish here!
The difference in ability between a heaven realm cultivator and a Tenth Perfection realm cultivator of the peak realm was huge, especially when Venerable Lord Ice, Frost, and Snow's dominions were similar in power. When the three of them overlapped, their power was ten times stronger than that of a single person. These Yutang men before him would not be able to inflict any damage at all; they would all die!
Yun Yang would never allow this to happen!
"Are you really fine?"
Old Marshal Leng Daoyin took a step forward and asked.
"I have to settle the aftermath of this, only then will I be truly fine!" Yun Yang nodded forcefully.
"Retreat a hundred steps! Qiu Jianhan knew that something was amiss when he saw Yun Yang's conflicted expression, so he gave the order without further ado.
At his command, the army retreated in an orderly manner.
"Deicide Archers, prepare for battle. Heavy crossbowmen, spread out in a fan formation. Arrows nocked on the bowstrings, ready to fire. Heavy cavalry in the front, spears pointed forward!"
After Qiu Jianhan had ordered the troops to retreat, he issued another order in a chilling tone, obviously intending to intimidate the Four Seasons Tower's men so that they would not act rashly.
While Yun Yang lamented the futility of the old marshal's actions, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Qiu Jianhan's icy gaze fell upon Venerable Lord Snow and the rest, laced with deep hatred and murderous intent.
"This old man knows that all of you are from the Four Seasons Tower. Our Nine Supremes Lords died under your conspiracy. This enmity is irreconcilable! Sooner or later, I will settle this score with all of you! However, since Marquis Yun's heir has said that he has reached a consensus with all of you, as long as all of you stay in Tiantang City obediently and don't play any tricks, we can live in peace for now! On the other hand, we don't care if you're from the Four Seasons Tower or the Eight Seasons Tower, the Empire of Yutang will definitely use the entire nation's strength to fight the Four Seasons Tower to the end! "
Domineering!
Yun Yang only had this feeling in his heart.
Venerable Lord Snow's face was dark, but he did not speak.
At this moment, he was actually thankful that he had not been too forceful in his negotiation with Yun Yang, especially the decision to let Yun Yang go.
Looking at the people of Yutang, they had all gone mad!
This old man in front of him, with his mediocre cultivation base, had dared to threaten him. What was even more unbelievable was that he had actually felt threatened. It was a threat that came from a superior, a superior who ruled over countless men's combat power. It was actually enough to form a strong pressure on him!
"Old Marshal, please calm down. I have something to settle first … I'll be out in a while. I'll definitely give Old Marshal a satisfactory answer! "Yun Yang smiled along, acting humble and subservient.
"Hmph!"
Old Man Qiu behaved arrogantly. He raised his head and stuck out his beard as he said through gritted teeth, "This old man will wait for your explanation. If it's not good enough, I'll f * ck your buttocks!"
Yun Yang shuddered. How could this old man's words be so vulgar and violent?
Old Man Qiu's eerie gaze shifted to the two Venerable Lords from the Four Seasons Tower. With undisguised hatred, he snorted heavily and stared at them, retreating step by step.
Among the troops, there was a group of people dressed in black armor that stood out from the rest. The person in front was tall and slender, her posture straight and her eyes filled with endless concern.
It was Shangguan Lingxiu.
The Shangguan Family of Generals had come to help as well; it was Shangguan Lingxiu who had personally led the troops.
Her eyes stared at Yun Yang quietly. Seeing that he was safe and sound, she quietly heaved a sigh of relief. She shrunk back and blended into the troop, not showing herself.
"Second uncle." Qiu Yunsan went forward to greet Qiu Jianhan.
"Scram!"
Qiu Jianhan hollered, "I'm angrier when I see you than when I see your father!"
Qiu Yunsan was rebuffed, feeling ill all of a sudden.
What kind of uncle is this? You care about Yun Yang like your own son, but why do you look like you're seeing an enemy when you see your own nephew? I've been in Yutang for so many years that I'm not thinking straight anymore …
What he did not see was the relief in the corners of Old Man Qiu's eyes.
He had thought that this rascal was a useless and mischievous fellow. Who would have thought that he would be so lucky to have made such a good friend …
Those who could befriend Yun Yang and be acknowledged by the young Yun boy were not bad and had their own merits.
…
When Yun Yang saw Venerable Lord Sword, his eyelids twitched violently.
How could he be so miserable?
It was not that Yun Yang's mental fortitude was lacking, but someone's condition was too terrible. It was obvious that he was on his last breath. His lower body was a bloody mess that could no longer be seen clearly.
Yun Yang only took a glance and quickly turned his head away. Firstly, this was someone's private part, it was inappropriate to look at it. Secondly, they were both men. When that thing was damaged, he could empathize with it. It was better not to look at it too much, what if it left a psychological scar?
After all, Yun Yang was still a virgin who had never done it before, he was still a little wary.
Dong Tianleng, on the other hand, was sizing up the man with interest. Under Venerable Lord Snow's glum gaze, he walked to the side awkwardly, thinking to himself, "It's just a little bit. Not to mention that one is missing, even if both of them are here, it doesn't seem to be of much use …"
Compared to his recent heroism, he could not help but grab at his crotch, thinking, "My baby is much, much bigger than this sword's. How can the Luminary Paste be eaten for nothing?"
Thinking of this, Dong Tianleng was unprecedentedly excited and cheerful, the smile on the corners of his lips growing wider.
Xia Bingchuan looked at him, baffled. "What are you smiling at? We're all men, why are you behaving like this? Have you fallen in love with it? "
"I have indeed fallen in love …" Dong Tianleng looked left and right happily. "I realized that I'm at least as strong as Ling Xiaozui in a certain aspect …"
Xia Bingchuan thought, "Are you f * cking dreaming? Do you know what you're talking about? "
Dong Tianleng chortled happily.
Xia Bingchuan scolded him for being crazy, turning his head away from this crazy fellow. However, he did not know that if this were to be converted into a martial art skill, then Dong Tianleng was indeed not bragging …
"This is the antidote, take it to get rid of the poison." Yun Yang handed over a green pill.
"This is the antidote to the blood coagulation poison?" Venerable Lord Snow, Venerable Lord Frost and the rest were doubtful. It did not look like it at all.
"This is the antidote! How can I still joke at a time like this? "Yun Yang snorted.
Of course, there was no antidote to the blood coagulation poison. Otherwise, with the abilities of the Four Seasons Tower's Four Venerable Lords, as long as they knew any antidote, why would they be restrained by Yun Yang and agree to his harsh conditions?
However, Yun Yang really did have an antidote, one that could be concocted at any time.
Of course, only Yun Yang could do such a thing. For others, even if Mr. Nian were to come personally, he could at most use his profound cultivation base to force the poison out of Venerable Lord Sword's body. It would be impossible for him to provide any other antidote!
Even if there was no antidote in this world, Emmie would be able to provide the antidote for any poison that Yun Yang created, as long as it passed through Yun Yang's hands.
Under normal circumstances, poisons and antidotes were the most difficult problems to solve.
However, it was not a problem for Yun Yang. At least, up until now, there had never been a poison that Emmie could not cure. On the other hand, Emmie's poison had an unknown upper limit of danger. At least, the four Venerable Lords would not be able to handle it!
It was absolutely domineering!
In addition, the antidote that Yun Yang provided only had the effect of detoxifying the poison. It would not be of any additional help to Venerable Lord Sword's external injuries. Yun Yang could add more elements of vitality and even regrow Venerable Lord Sword's lost body parts. All he needed was Emmie to add more elements of vitality.
However, Yun Yang would not do so even if he were to be beheaded. How could Yun Yang do something so foolish as to help the enemy and himself and expose his trump card?
The effect of the antidote was immediate. Venerable Lord Sword had only consumed it for a short while when his complexion began to look better. The blood that had almost completely coagulated in his body began to flow again, but at the same time, his lower body began to bleed profusely.
Venerable Lord Snow and Venerable Lord Frost applied the medicine quickly. The medicine that they had provided was also of the finest quality. Although Venerable Lord Sword's lower body was severely injured, his life would not be in danger if it was treated in time.
Snow continued to fall from the sky, and a black figure stood in the void high up in the sky.
His deific consciousness covered the entire area.
Looking at the bustling scene below, his expression turned ugly, his gaze filled with dissatisfaction.
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