Yan Ximing's expression changed drastically when he once again felt the terrifying pressure and the completely irresistible feeling of suffocation … In the Northern Emperor Sect, he was the only one who had witnessed the miraculous scene of the Evil Emperor shattering the Fallen Star Cliff with a single arrow, and the feeling he felt now was exactly the same as when he shot that shocking arrow back then. As if the air was sucked out, the soul was sucked out as well. High up in the sky, a huge pot lid was pressing down on his head, so oppressive that he couldn't even breathe.
And what he was feeling right now, was also the feeling of every single person from the Northern Emperor Sect, including Yan Duan Hun and the two ultimate God Realm powerhouses. Their bodies that were originally rushing out stopped in the air at the same time, and they all looked at the Evil Emperor in the sky with pale faces. Their pupils instantly shrunk to the size of a needle's eye as they stared at Ye Wuchen's slowly moving right hand.
That was a powerful pressure that they had never felt before, or even imagined. It was so powerful that they, who had almost no opponents in the Tian Chen Continent, felt a bone-deep fear, as if in front of this power, they were so weak that they couldn't resist at all. This feeling, they had never felt before.
And on the Northern Emperor's bow, the already formed blood arrow was pointing towards, impressively … Yan Duan Hun!
"Be careful, back then, he used this arrow … to shatter the cliff. With every word he said, he would feel the pressure on his body increase by a bit. When he finished a complete sentence, he actually used up almost all of his strength.
The arrow that shattered the Fallen Star Cliff. Now in the entire Tian Chen Continent, who didn't know about the Evil Emperor's shocking arrow back then? Suddenly hearing it now, they still couldn't help but tremble in fear. At this moment, they had already personally felt how powerful the power that shot Fallen Star Cliff in half was. These peerless experts who looked down on the world and didn't know what fear was actually began to tremble in fear. The feeling of death, was so close.
"Protect the Sect Master!" The two God Realm experts abruptly awoke from the shock of this terrifying power. They no longer attacked Ye Wuchen, but turned around at the same time and stood in front of Yan Duanhun. Following their loud yells, the dozen or so experts behind Yan Duanhun also seemed to have woken up from a dream. They all stepped forward and stood in front of Yan Duanhun and Yan Ximing. This aura already showed how powerful the next arrow would be. Even if a Divine level expert were to be hit by it, it was extremely likely that he would die from a single arrow. And this arrow was clearly targeted at Yan Duanhun. They didn't dare to bet on the possibility of Yan Duanhun dodging it, so they could only use their own bodies and power to protect the front.
A heavy shadow mixed with the smell of death in the air. This was a forbidden weapon that exerted an irresistible pressure. And right now, if Ye Wuchen had the strength of a God Realm, this pressure would also increase by several times, or even more than ten times.
What they didn't know was that although the Calamity Bow's "Blood Killing Sky Piercing Arrow" was unparalleled in power, it had an obvious flaw — — Before it was shot, it needed a relatively long period of time to accumulate the power of disaster. And during this period of time, as long as it hit Ye Wuchen's body, it could be interrupted. This was also the flaw of the Calamity Bow's other two ultimate moves.
If the two God Realm experts didn't choose to turn around and protect Yan Duanhun, and instead continued to attack Ye Wuchen, it would be very difficult for this "Blood Killing Sky Piercing Arrow" to be shot again. But in that kind of situation, they didn't have a second choice.
"Since you have the guts to be powerless against this emperor, then obediently accept this emperor's wrath …"
Pchht
The sky suddenly darkened. In everyone's eyes, they could clearly see a thin blood-colored light descending from the sky, and it rapidly enlarged in their pupils. In that short instant, the thin light was the only thing left in the entire world. There was no breathing, no sound, everything was frozen...
"Protect the Sect Master!!"
"Haah!"
"Block it!!"
"Ugh!"
… … …
… …
Boom!!!!
An explosion that shook the heavens and the earth, the earth trembled violently. The surrounding world was completely covered by the flying sand and dust that filled the sky, and not a single trace of it could be seen clearly anymore. The only thing that could be heard were the continuous groans and cries of pain from within the sand and dust.
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In another place.
Drops of sweat continuously seeped out from Cold Cliffs's body. His forehead was already covered with water droplets, and his tight clothes were already soaked in sweat. He curled his body into an extremely small ball, and tightly huddled in the corner of a pile of firewood. His eyes were half closed, and he listened to every movement outside without moving.
He didn't know how long he had stepped into the Northern Emperor Sect's land. But if someone told him that he had already been here for ten days and ten nights, he wouldn't have any doubts. Here, every step he took, every small step forward, he had to bear great pressure and take great risks. Every minute and every second, he had to raise his vigilance to the highest, not daring to have the slightest bit of negligence. Every day felt like a year, nothing more.
From afar, he heard the commotion coming from the north, and there were people constantly rushing out towards the source of the commotion. He vaguely guessed that something had happened. He didn't worry, didn't hesitate, and immediately turned his attention back, approaching the direction of the prison step by step. And that commotion also attracted most of the Northern Emperor Sect's experts. Only those with relatively low strength and status stayed in their positions, not allowed to leave. This made the pressure on Cold Cliffs's body abruptly decrease. His footsteps quickened a little, but he never let down his vigilance.
At this moment, the pile of firewood he was hiding in happened to be diagonally facing the entrance of the prison. At the entrance, two men with long swords in their hands stood there intently. Their faces were serious and solemn, and there were no signs of them being passive or lazy. Cold Cliffs had been curled up there for a long time, not finding any opportunity.
This was an extremely stubborn man. Under such circumstances, he still didn't choose to temporarily avoid and explore other places, but just stayed here, waiting for the moment to enter.
Time passed, second by second. Beads of sweat on Cold Cliffs's forehead kept falling, landing on the dried firewood. Perhaps it was because this place was close to the endless swamp, filled with a kind of rotten soil smell, along the way, he didn't see anyone walking around this small prison. Although this made it convenient for him, it didn't make him relax his vigilance. With his current hiding position, curled up posture, and tightly concealed presence, even if there was an expert walking three steps in front of him, unless he deliberately bent down to look carefully, he wouldn't be discovered.
"Hey! You two, hurry up and get in here, hurry up!! "
In the originally extremely quiet prison, a woman's sharp voice suddenly rang out. Judging from the voice, the owner of the voice seemed to be very far away. When it reached Cold Cliffs's ears, although it became weak, it was enough to hear it clearly.
When the two people who were standing at the entrance heard this, they turned their heads at the same time, looked at each other, and revealed a bitter smile. Then, with a very unwilling expression, they dragged the long swords in their hands and walked in. Only God knew whether they were here to watch her or to listen to her orders.
Cold Cliffs's brows sank, and his heart became calm. The moment the two people turned around and disappeared from his sight, he rolled out, and with a step, suddenly rushed in the direction of the prison door like a sudden gust of wind. After stopping at the door for a very short time, he gritted his teeth and rushed in.
Although this was a prison, but strictly speaking, it could not be counted as a prison. Because there were no iron bars, iron bars, and iron chains inside, there was no pungent smell. Instead, everything was made of wood. Whether it was the walls, windows, or even the doors of the cells, they were all made of wood, and the floor was covered with a thick layer of hay. After a short probing at the door, Cold Cliffs did not discover the existence of anyone other than the two people, and without hesitation, he rushed in.
These cells were used to imprison people in the Northern Emperor Sect who had not committed too big of a crime. For these experts who possessed the Flame Spirit Technique, there was no difference between iron windows and wooden doors. As long as they wanted to, they could easily break free. And as long as they were imprisoned here, it meant that they were only reflecting on their mistakes, and only had their freedom restricted. They would not suffer any torture, so no one would be stupid enough to escape, or else they would be punished even more severely. Because of this, the cells here did not need to be made of iron. And those who had committed big crimes, or those who were captured from outside the sect, would be imprisoned in the eastern dungeon, where the real traps were.
Stepping on the thick hay, there was a slight "sha sha" sound. He carefully walked forward for a while, but still did not see anyone. Beside his ear, there was a vague conversation between a woman and the two people just now. He stood quietly for a while, feeling his surroundings, and slowly walked towards the source of the voice.
The conversation stopped, and Cold Cliffs's footsteps also stopped at the same time. With a light tap of his feet, his body soared into the air, and like a black gecko, he firmly stuck to the wooden roof above, motionless.
Immediately, the sound of feet stepping on hay came closer, and the two people muttered in dissatisfaction as they walked out. This prison was very high, and they did not notice Cold Cliffs's existence until they were directly below him. They walked away from Cold Cliffs's line of sight, and then turned two corners, walked out, and stood guard on both sides of the door.
Cold Cliffs's gaze moved back, and turned to the direction where the two people had just gone. It was also a wooden cell, and the wooden door was closed by the two people before they left. There was no lock, and he could not see the person inside. Cold Cliffs's heart raced. That room had a woman locked, and he could not not pay attention. Taking a light breath, he stuck his hand to the wall, and tightly stuck to it. Just like that, he silently moved forward on the roof, all the way to the wooden door, and then his palm loosened, and he lightly floated down from above.
However, just as his body was about to land, the unlatched wooden door suddenly opened, revealing a slightly short girl dressed in light yellow clothes. She was about to take a step forward when she suddenly stopped. Her eyes widened as she stared blankly at the black figure that had suddenly landed in front of her. She could not help but let out a shriek.
"Ah — —"
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