Even though he is currently in a life and death battle with the opponent, right now the black-clothed man's attention is no longer on the seven foundation establishment stage cultivators. It's not that he doesn't care, but right now all of his attention is placed on the person in mid-air.
The black-clothed man completely ignored the seven foundation establishment stage cultivators, it's not that he doesn't care, but right now all of his attention is placed on the person in mid-air.
The opponent did not reveal even the slightest bit of mana fluctuations, but it's precisely because of this that he's scary. One has to know that he's completely relying on his own mana to float in mid-air, below his feet is a bottomless abyss.
That's a middle-aged man, fair and fat, he has a friendly smile, even fatter than Fatty Zhu who came looking for trouble with Zhu Yi before. After this person appeared the seven foundation establishment stage cultivators of the house of the Marquis no longer attacked.
The black-clothed man is still in a state of shock, he also doesn't dare to act rashly.
The fair and fat middle-aged man smiled as he looked at Zhu Yi in the crowd, saying warmly: "Young master Yi, I've come to take you home."
Facing this middle-aged man who came to save him, Zhu Yi's expression was even uglier than the black-clothed man and the others, clenching his fists he didn't say a word.
The black-clothed man took a deep breath: "May I ask your name?"
The middle-aged man faintly smiled: "You might have heard of my name before, my surname is Huang, many people are used to calling me Huang San."
Fatty Huang San still had a friendly smile, but the faces of the cultivators of the Society of the Strong Gale were like dead ashes.
Huang San, the third steward under the Marquis of Xuanji Zhu Hongwu, a close confidant who specializes in dealing with some private matters for the Marquis of Xuanji. He's vicious and merciless, his reputation is outstanding, but he keeps a low profile, very few people have seen his true face, they didn't expect him to be a fair and fat middle-aged man.
Right now the black-clothed man's entire body felt like it fell into an icy cavern, because he knows that this fatty in front of him who seems like a friendly businessman is a solid golden elixir period cultivator!
But the hatred of the destruction of his country, the hatred of the extermination of his family, his dignity, his hatred, his fury, all of them make it impossible for him to yield to the person in front of him.
The faces of all the cultivators of the Society of the Strong Gale revealed a determined expression, even if their bodies were slightly trembling out of instinctive fear, they still stood shoulder to shoulder, facing the powerful enemy in front of them who can destroy them with just one finger.
Huang San leisurely sighed, "Snowgale Country … no, it is now my Great Zhou's Snowgale County. If it were up to me, we should kill off all the natives, and then immigrate from within the Great Zhou. That way, there won't be any trouble."
The black clothed man flew into a rage, manipulating the hurricane formation, immediately dozens of tornadoes whistled out, attacking Huang San from different angles and directions.
Huang San laughed, his eyes narrowing so much that they almost couldn't be seen. "You guys still don't understand the situation."
Before he finished speaking, Huang San raised his hand slightly, and a gust of cold wind that seemed to come from the depths of hell instantly swept through the entire underground palace!
Almost in an instant, the underground palace turned into a world of ice and snow. The stone walls were covered with a layer of crystal clear ice. When the fluorite shone on it, it actually flickered with a dazzling radiance. The entire space became bright.
In the blink of an eye, the underground palace had completely turned into an ice cave.
The raging tornadoes were forcibly frozen in the pillars of ice, still maintaining their previous shape. But looking at it now, they looked incredibly laughable.
This was only the beginning, what was frozen by the ice was far from just the tornadoes.
Starting from the black clothed man, a layer of snow white frost formed out of thin air on the surface of the bodies of all the cultivators of the Society of the Strong Gale. The frost became thicker and thicker, in the end, it looked like they were going to be frozen into ice sculptures.
And Zhu Yi who was standing in the middle of them was safe and sound. Not only was there no invasion of ice and snow, Zhu Yi didn't even feel any change in the surrounding temperature.
The black clothed man's expression changed drastically, clenching his teeth, he raised his hand and threw out a talisman.
In midair, Huang San's gaze flashed: "Golden Elixir talisman?" The talisman that the black clothed man threw out was impressively a Golden Elixir talisman, made by a Golden Elixir period cultivator. Its power was equivalent to a full powered attack of a Golden Elixir period cultivator.
The talisman exploded in midair, transforming into rolling lightning. Countless snakes of lightning shot out in all directions, instantly tearing apart Huang San's mana blockade.
Countless cracks appeared on the surface of the ice, densely packed like a spider web. The blinding lightning reflected on the ice surface, illuminating the underground palace as if it was daytime.
Countless pieces of ice shattered, falling down into the abyss below like rain. In the midst of the earth quaking and the mountains shaking, the entire underground palace was like the end of the world had arrived.
Even the expressions of the six foundation establishment stage cultivators who came with Huang San changed, doing their best to stabilize their bodies. But they could still be considered calm, their gazes all turned towards the sky, the most direct target of the lightning's attack, Huang San.
Huang San's expression was as usual, he even had the leisure to smile: "A final struggle before death." Raising his two palms, at this moment a vigorous mana was revealed for the first time. The vast space seemed to have solidified, at this moment the raging cold air actually froze the raging lightning!
Within the snow white cold air, the wildly dancing lightning was like a bound flying dragon, but under the confinement of the cold air, its movements became more and more rigid.
The previously earthquake-like cavern also stabilized at this moment, the tragic sight of the world collapsing was calmed down by Huang San's laughter.
Huang San smiled: "Both in the golden elixir period, there are still differences in cultivation level."
The hearts of the cultivators of the Society of the Strong Gale were even colder, a talisman that possesses the power of a golden elixir period cultivator's attack, Huang San doesn't take it seriously at all.
The black-clothed man glanced at Zhu Yi, not daring to have the slightest hesitation, grabbing him and directly throwing him into the abyss below his feet, then charging towards the teleportation formation in the depths of the tunnel without even turning his head back.
Huang San smiled, splitting out a strand of mana to catch the falling Zhu Yi, but a thick foul air suddenly surged up from the bottom of the abyss.
This foul air is like a slumbering monster, suddenly awakened by the changes from before.
When Huang San's mana came into contact with this foul air, he actually instantly lost control and was directly swallowed up by the foul air.
"Hm?" Huang San's eyes that had already narrowed into a slit suddenly widened, his fat body disappeared from where he stood and in the next moment he was already in front of Zhu Yi, personally catching Zhu Yi and at the same time also coming into contact with that foul air.
Cold air curled around Huang San's body, a lot of it was corroded by the foul air, but he still used his powerful mana to suppress the foul air.
But in this moment of distraction, the black-clothed man and the cultivators of the Society of the Strong Gale already took the opportunity to escape into the tunnel and open the teleportation formation.
The smile on Huang San's face disappeared, he raised his hand and formed a spell sign. The cold air instantly rose sharply, wanting to freeze even the teleportation formation.
The black-clothed man can also be considered to be very decisive, in order to buy time he just threw away Zhu Yi that he took so much effort to catch. It's just that Huang San's cultivation level is too high, even if he first blocks the golden elixir talisman and then saves Zhu Yi, in the end he still has the ability to intercept and kill them.
Unfortunately at the crucial moment that ball of strange foul air that rose up from the abyss helped the black-clothed man. With this delay Huang San was still a step too slow in the end.
The teleportation formation has already been activated, under the influence of Huang San's mana the space split open by the formation is crooked and twisted, even tearing the body of a cultivator of the Society of the Strong Gale in half. But in the end it still broke open a path in space, allowing the black-clothed man and the others to escape.
Huang San chuckled saying: "A few rats, they're pretty slippery. But after being disturbed by your master San there's no way you guys can teleport to the predetermined location. You can count yourselves lucky that you didn't die in the space vortex."
Zhu Yi who was caught in his hand didn't say a word.
Huang San looked at Zhu Yi, smiling so much that his eyes couldn't be seen: "These thieves are pretty smart, finding such a place with mixed spiritual energy, normal people wouldn't be able to search at all if they came in. But people who come from small places are really ignorant, they didn't know that cultivators of the golden elixir period can still locate their targets in this kind of environment."
"The heavens have mercy and didn't let young master Yi fall into the hands of those thieves, otherwise the Marquis's face would have been completely thrown away by you."
The other seven foundation establishment stage cultivators all looked at Zhu Yi with a playful smile on their faces, like a cat playing with a mouse.
Zhu Yi felt bitter in his heart, with just a glance he recognized these cultivators, they're all cultivators who rely on the Marquis of Xuanji's main wife, Madam Shao.
Even Huang San in front of him, even though he's the Marquis of Xuanji's trusted aide he's also Madam Shao's trusted aide. He often comes out to help Madam Shao deal with some shady matters.
For example right now Zhu Yi believes that he doesn't mind getting rid of him along the way and then pushing the blame onto that group of people from the Society of the Strong Gale.
This is truly leaving the tiger's den and then entering the wolf's den.
Sure enough, Huang San said with a smile: "No matter what the living young master Yi can't fall into the hands of thieves and then be used by them to threaten the Marquis. Of course it's impossible for the Marquis to compromise with a group of thieves, but if this matter gets out then the Marquis's face will be completely thrown away."
"However, if young master Yi doesn't want to make things difficult for his father the Marquis for the sake of filial piety and thus commits suicide and vows to die unyieldingly, if this matter gets out it would instead be a beautiful story right?"
While speaking Huang San's pair of small eyes stared closely at Zhu Yi, his entire body emitting a dangerous aura.
Zhu Yi instantly felt his heart being gripped tightly by an invisible large hand, rubbing non-stop. All the blood in his body gathered in his heart, wanting to explode his heart!
Zhu Yi's pupils gradually dilated, his eyes starting to lose their light.
"I … Am I going to die here?"
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