With the coachman dead, Yang Ling was obviously the one to drive the carriage. Yang Ling steered the carriage around the corpses of the assassins and quickly left, leaving behind only the blood and corpses on the ground as proof of what had just happened.
In the distance, the onlookers all made way for the carriage. They all stared at the person in the carriage in admiration. Clearly, they had all witnessed how Jianchen had killed several Heaven Saint Masters with his abilities as a Radiant Saint Master. They were all convinced by Jianchen's strength.
At this moment, the space in the distance suddenly pulsed. An invisible arrow completely condensed from World Force seemed to have fused with the surrounding space, shooting toward the carriage with incomparable speed.
Jianchen suddenly opened his eyes. A gleam of light flashed through his eyes. He was a Saint Ruler, so he could obviously sense the invisible World Force clearly.
"A Saint Ruler is secretly attacking me!" Jianchen thought. His face that did not change when he faced the encirclement of the assassins finally became stern at this moment. He needed to consider how he could avoid this crisis without exposing himself.
The arrow silently shot toward the carriage, but Jianchen's face was bitter. He was unable to react at all because a Class 6 Radiant Saint Master was unable to sense the World Force that only Saint Rulers could control.
At this critical juncture, the surrounding space rapidly solidified, causing the movement of the formless arrows towards the carriage to slow down, as though they had sunk into a quagmire. Their advancing speed was no longer as swift as before.
Immediately afterward, a middle-aged man in gray seemed to have become one with the space. He shot over from the distance at an unbelievable speed and blocked the invisible arrow. With a grab of his hand, the invisible power of heaven and earth quickly condensed in the middle-aged man's hand, forming an invisible sword. With a wave of his hand, he rushed toward the arrow that was coming at him.
The sword formed from the power of the world and the arrow collided in midair. There was no rumbling sound as expected. The space there shook violently a few times, and the invisible arrow was shattered. The invisible sword formed by the middle-aged man in gray did not slow down at all. It continued to fly into the distance, but the size of the sword had shrunk by half.
A dozen kilometers away, a black-robed old man silently appeared in the air. He glanced at the gray-clothed middle-aged man with a grave expression. Immediately, a longbow appeared in his hand. He quickly pulled the bowstring and shot an invisible energy arrow at the invisible sword. Without even looking at the result, he merged with the space around him and fled into the distance, disappearing in an instant.
"Hmph, you think you can leave just like that after offending my Radiant Saint Master Union? Stay!" Killing intent flickered through the grey-robed middle-aged man's eyes. He immediately pursued the old man.
Just as the grey-robed middle-aged man pursued the old man, another three arrows condensed from the World Force shot toward the carriage from the north, south, and east. They moved as fast as lightning.
The middle-aged man's face changed drastically. He came to a halt in his pursuit of the old man and turned around to stop the three arrows.
As the middle-aged man flew, he reached out and a sword condensed from the World Force condensed in his hand. He immediately shot it toward the first arrow, but at this moment, he had already appeared in the path of the second arrow. He directly threw a punch with a dazzling white light, dispersing the second arrow. However, the third arrow had already approached the carriage. The grey-robed middle-aged man did not have enough time to stop it. All he could do was watch as the third arrow shot toward the carriage with lightning-like speed.
At this critical moment, a gleam of light flashed through Jianchen's eyes. The Chaotic Force hidden in his chaotic neidan surged out wildly, filling every inch of his body in a single instance. He completely unleashed the supreme defence of the Chaotic Body.
Boom!
The third arrow condensed from the energy of the world shot into the carriage, striking Jianchen's chest with great precision. With a loud boom, the invisible energy directly shattered the luxurious carriage. The ripples of energy sent Yang Ling flying as he constantly vomited blood.
Jianchen was blown away like a cannonball. He directly smashed through the tough walls of several stores and landed several kilometers away. His expensive white robes had already been reduced to dust, revealing the faintly glowing golden armor. The armor was the defensive treasure created from the Primordial Godsilk that Jianchen had obtained.
Jian Chen crawled up from the ground in a rather horrible shape. He stared at the armor woven from the Primordial Godsilk in surprise as the light in his eyes shone brighter and brighter. This was because the power of the arrow had been completely blocked by the armor, while his Chaotic Body was completely useless. He had made all his preparations for nothing.
"Are you fine?" A deep voice came from not far away. The grey-clothed middle aged man had arrived in front of Jian Chen and was floating three meters in the air. He stared at the golden silk armor on Jian Chen's body with a strange expression.
"I'm fine. Thank you for saving me, senior," Jianchen clasped his hands at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man stared at Jianchen's armor for a while before looking into the distance. He said, "It's fine as long as you're fine. However, we can't let the assassins of the Underworld Sect leave so easily." The middle-aged man no longer paid any attention to Jian Chen. With a flash, he vanished, chasing after the assassins in the distance with great speed.
Before long, a powerful ripple of energy erupted in the distance. The middle-aged man had already caught up to the assassins and began fighting.
At the same time, a large group of people flew over from afar. The two old men at the front stood on white clouds. They wore white robes, making them seem like immortals. Behind them were three middle-aged men in tight robes.
The five of them directly flew toward Jianchen before landing beside Jianchen in the end. The two old men at the front were the president and grand elder of the Radiant Saint Master Union.
"Yang Yutian greets the master and grand elder!" Jianchen immediately clasped his hands. However, he casually glanced at the three middle-aged men behind the president and grand elder. He could clearly sense that the three middle-aged men were Saint Rulers.
The president, grand elder, and the three middle-aged men all stared at Jianchen's armor in surprise. However, they soon shifted their gazes and looked at Jianchen, who remained unperturbed.
"Yang Yutian, are you fine?" The president asked gently. His voice was filled with concern.
"Thank you for your concern, master. Yang Yutian is fine!" His gaze quickly swept past the Golden Silk Soft Armor on his body. He could not help but secretly worry. He did not know if the president would ask him for the Golden Silk Soft Armor.
"What wondrous armor. It can actually block an attack from a Saint Ruler without being injured at all. Looks like blocking the attack from before hasn't reached the limits of the armor. I wonder just what its limits are. Yang Yutian, it looks like it'll be very difficult for regular Saint Rulers to harm you with the protection of the armor. Old Man can relax slightly with your comfort," the grand elder sighed. His gaze gradually sharpened as he said with a deep voice, "However, we can't let a single one of the four assassins go."
At this moment, the battle in the distance became more and more intense. The four assassin Saint Rulers who had ambushed Jianchen had all been intercepted.
A few more figures flashed by, approaching the area with lightning speed. They arrived on the main street very soon. There were a total of eight people. They varied in age, both young and old.
The eight of them glanced past Jianchen first when they arrived. Their eyes lit up slightly when they saw the armor on Jianchen. Afterward, the eight of them clasped their hands at the president and said politely, "Greetings, president!"
In the next moment, the eight people's gazes landed on the Great Elder. Their expressions froze, and one of them immediately said, "So it's the Great Elder. A few years ago, we heard that the Great Elder was poisoned and had been recuperating in the Central Union, causing us to worry endlessly for the Great Elder. Now, it seems that the Great Elder is fine.
The grand elder glanced past the eight of them indifferently. He did not mention the matter of him being injured. He smiled faintly, "Ancestors of the eight great clans, I never thought you'd come as well."
"Grand elder, the City of God has always been maintained by us eight great clans. Now that something so major has happened, how can we not come?" An old man chuckled before looking at Jianchen. He smiled, "I heard that a genius has appeared in the Radiant Saint Master Union, reaching Class 6 at such a young age. I think that person must be you, little brother. You really are extraordinary. You managed to survive an attack from a Saint Ruler with Class 6 Radiant Saint Water. You really have broadened the horizons of this Old Man." As he said that, the old man constantly studied Jianchen's armor. A strange light flickered through his eyes as a sliver of extremely well-hidden greed appeared in the depths of his eyes.
Before Jianchen could reply, the grand elder said, "Since the City of God is maintained by you eight great clans, shouldn't you deal with the four assassins?"
"The grand elder is right. It should be handled by us eight great clans," said a middle-aged man. With that, he directly flew off into the distance.
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