Monster
"I don't know the exact cultivation of the puppets and ghostly corpses, but I can sense a trace of peak Yin-Yang Realm aura from them."
When the middle-stage Yin Yang Realm martialist's words rang out in the area, Han Yong's face was filled with shock.
Puppets and ghost corpses at the peak of Yin-Yang Realm?
If that was the case, then why the hell would they go? They would be courting death even if they went in.
Although they had the advantage in numbers, their cultivations were not too high.
The other seven martial artists were only at the middle stage of the Yin Yang Realm. His cultivation was slightly higher, but he was only at the late stage of the Yin Yang Realm.
With their combat strength, even if they encountered a peak Yin-Yang Realm specter corpse, there was only death awaiting them.
"Could it be that the man in red is from the Zhang family?"
Suddenly, Han Yong seemed to have thought of something, his nervous expression easing up slightly.
This was the forbidden area of the Zhang Family, so the red-robed man on the other side of the golden stone door was most likely someone from the Zhang Family.
Thinking up to here, Han Yong said to the cultivator beside him, "Go talk to that red-clothed man and do your best to probe out his true identity."
"Eh."
The mouths of the cultivators beside Han Yong gaped, and their faces were filled with bewilderment.
If Chen Qing were to use a sentence to describe what he was feeling at this moment, it would be: Why did I have to be the one who got hurt?
Chen Qing had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter the golden stone door.
"There are still nine minutes left of the ten minutes we agreed on with Ning Yue."
Seeing a middle-stage Yin-Yang Realm martial artist enter the stone door, Hong Mo's expression was as calm as an ancient well. He said in a deep voice, "Who dares to trespass into the Zhang Family's forbidden grounds? Leave now, and I can spare your life!"
As he spoke, the Red Fiend used the Red Fiend Sword to quietly emit a pinnacle Yin-Yang Realm aura.
"Senior, we didn't mean to offend you." Sensing the aura of the peak of the Yin-Yang Stage emitting from the body of the Red Devil, Chen Qing quickly said, "We are here to look for Xiu …"
At this point, Chen Qing chose to stop.
"No, we can't expose Shura and Sha Sha. Since Shura Sha Sha sent us a distress signal, it means that he is in danger in the forbidden area." Chen Qing rolled his eyes and changed his words, "The main reason we are here is to look for the Zhang Family Patriarch."
"Humph! I'll give you one last chance. Leave with the seven martial artists outside as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite! "
Hong Mo snorted coldly and controlled the puppet to approach Chen Qing step by step.
"Yes, yes, I will leave now."
As he was afraid that the red-robed man would attack him, Chen Qing did not dare to use his perception to probe the puppet. He could only leave in a sorry state.
After Chen Qing left, the Red Fiend looked back at the crystal door and muttered, "I don't know how long I can deceive them. I can only take one step at a time."
Chen Qing naturally did not know what the Red Fiend was thinking.
He'd just walked out of the golden stone door when Han Yong's voice resounded out by his ear, and it even carried a slight tone of reproach.
"You came out so quickly. Do you know the real identity of the red-robed man?"
"Know, know my ass." Chen Qing grumbled in his heart, but he said, "He is from the Zhang family, and his cultivation should be at the peak of the Yin-Yang realm."
"Peak of Yin-Yang Realm?" Han Yong raised his eyebrows and shifted his gaze to the two martial artists who entered the stone door for the first time.
"Han Yong, the red-robed man really only had the aura of the early-stage Yin-Yang realm." The two martial artists said at the same time, "Chen Qing might have seen wrongly and didn't see clearly."
"Who are you calling wrongly?!"
Chen Qing was originally very displeased. When he heard the two martial artists' mockery, he said angrily, "It was obviously the two of you …"
"Enough, let's not stay here. Let's go back the way we came!" Han Yong was a little annoyed and berated, "Retreat to the first fork and find Han Ke and the rest."
Inside the golden stone door.
Feeling the aura of Han Yong and the rest gradually getting further away, the Red Fiend heaved a sigh of relief.
If the eight martial artists outside barged in together, it would indeed be difficult for him to stop them.
"There are still seven to eight minutes left. I hope Ning Yue can hurry … Oh no!" Before the Red Fiend could finish his sentence, his expression changed drastically. He quickly controlled the puppet and the Specter Corpse to block in front of him. At the same time, he held the Red Fiend Sword in his hand and stared at the golden stone door.
Creak!
The next moment, the golden stone door was pushed open from the outside.
Then, a group of eight martial artists walked in side by side.
The Red Fiend gripped the Red Fiend Sword tightly and said in a cold voice, "You guys actually dare to trespass the Zhang Family's forbidden area. Are you tired of living?!"
"Hand over Asura and Ghostfiend, and we can spare your life."
Han Yong said sinisterly.
Han Yong was not someone Chen Qing could compare to. His cultivation was at the late-stage Yin-Yang Realm and was abnormally sensitive to auras.
He did not sense the slightest peak Yin-Yang Realm aura from the red-clothed man. Instead, he sensed a trace of terrifying aura from the red flying sword in the red-clothed man's hand.
"King Tier flying sword! And the quality is very high. "
Han Yong almost instantly determined that the flying sword in the Red Fiend's hand was not simple. The quality was at least King Tier.
"I completely don't know what you are talking about. Asura Ghostfiend?" The Red Fiend knew that his mission was to stall for time and wait for Ning Yue to recover to his peak state.
Since the martial artists in front of him did not attack immediately, he would not expose his true strength either.
"Haha, you still dare to be stubborn when death is at hand." Han Yong smiled faintly and immediately said to the many martial artists beside him, "All of you, go up and take him down."
"If I didn't guess wrongly, as long as we take him down, we can find Asura and Ghostfiend!"
Han Yong's first sentence did not arouse the many martial artists' impulses, but his second sentence made everyone excited.
Finding Asura and Ghostfiend meant that they could extend their lives and not die without knowing why.
After all, they were poisoned, and the antidote was on Asura and Ghostfiend.
Crack!
Before the seven middle-stage Yin Yang Realm martial artists could attack, the wall on the other side suddenly cracked.
Crack! Crack!
Crack! Furthermore, the speed at which the wall cracked became faster and faster. In the end, even the entire wall shattered.
Swoosh!
Within a minute after the wall cracked, this area was abnormally quiet.
A minute later, a huge figure dashed out from behind the cracked wall.
This huge figure was extremely fast and arrived in front of Chen Qing in the blink of an eye.
"Damn it!"
The sudden change caused Chen Qing's expression to change drastically. He cursed in his heart and immediately retreated.
Chen Qing's retreating speed was clearly slower by half a beat.
The huge figure's fist brought along a violent gale as it ruthlessly smashed into Chen Qing's chest.
Boom!
The force that came from his chest caused Chen Qing to spit out a mouthful of blood as his body fell backwards.
Swish!
The huge figure clearly did not want to let Chen Qing off. His hands tore through the void and entered.
When it appeared for the second time, the huge figure was already beside Chen Qing.
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