Chapter 1136
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Who is it!?
High Ambassador Tianshu turned wary. He saw the youth clearly. He had torn through space to appear. Could that be the location of the Clarity Pool Sword Sect's spatial node?
"Haha! You actually told me the location of the spatial node. That's equivalent to telling me the way to crack the array! "
High Ambassador Tianshu roared with laughter. This person was extremely foolish and had sent the Clarity Pool Sword Sect to the netherworld.
But after two laughs, High Ambassador Tianshu found it difficult to continue laughing. He saw the youth approach with a sword in hand. For some reason, the youth's aura left him feeling a chill out of nowhere.
"Who are you?" High Ambassador Tianshu asked with a frown. He guessed that the person was from the Clarity Pool Sword Sect. In that case, he was probably one of the upper echelons of the Clarity Pool Sword Sect. Although he looked young, he was likely an old monster.
"Your Seven Star Dao Palace is pursuing me, but as a High Ambassador of the Seven Star Dao Palace, you don't know me?"
Yi Yun said sarcastically. He had already appeared within two hundred feet of High Ambassador Tianshu. Upon hearing Yi Yun's words, High Ambassador Tianshu was stunned.
"You are … Yi Yun!?"
High Ambassador Tianshu was alarmed. He had obviously heard of Yi Yun's looks, but as he was certain that Yi Yun would die in the Sun Burial Sandsea, he did not think too much about it. What he was truly concerned about was the Clarity Pool Sword Sect's ancient array. He wanted to crack the array to raise his array formation standards.
He never expected that Yi Yun would return safely after a year in the Sun Burial Sandsea. What was even more bizarre was that he suddenly possessed such a powerful aura.
At that moment —
Shoo! Shoo!
Shoo! People constantly flew over from the Seven Star Dao Palace. They had sensed the situation. The four deputy palatial lords of the Seven Star Dao Palace had all gone to the Sun Burial Sandsea. Under such circumstances, the only ones left to guard the Clarity Pool Sword Sect were the Seven Star High Ambassadors and Dao Palace Elders.
"Someone is actually willing to send himself to his death. I thought your Clarity Pool Sword Sect was filled with old turtles at the top and young turtles at the bottom. What Clarity Pool? It's clearly a pool used to rear turtles. "
A person flew over with a loud laugh. However, the moment he landed in front of Yi Yun, he choked on his words. He was none other than Yi Yun's old acquaintance — High Ambassador Yu Heng.
"Yi Yun!? You … "
High Ambassador Yu Heng was taken aback. As the Seven Star High Ambassador who had interacted with Yi Yun the most, he understood Yi Yun's situation the best. He could clearly sense that after a year, Yi Yun's aura left him shuddering. Just a sweep of his eyes, which were burning with gray flames, nearly froze him.
Could it be …
High Ambassador Yu Heng suddenly realized that for Yi Yun to have such an increase in strength, he had probably encountered some sort of situation. He could not help but link it to the phenomenon in the Sun Burial Sandsea. He had reaped great rewards in the Sun Burial Sandsea?
"You actually escaped the pursuit of Deputy Palatial Lord Liu and company?" High Ambassador Yu Heng probed. Logically speaking, it was impossible for Yi Yun to survive an encounter with four deputy palatial lords.
"Escaped their pursuit?" Yi Yun sneered. He did not want to waste his breath on these people. "You can ask them that question in hell."
"What?" Before High Ambassador Yu Heng could react to Yi Yun's words, he saw a pure Yang sword beam tear through the void and appear in front of High Ambassador Yu Heng in a blink of an eye.
"Little bastard, do you think you are my match?"
High Ambassador Yu Heng had a ferocious expression as his whisk flew out from his sleeve. Thousands of silver threads clashed with Yi Yun's sword.
Cha! Cha!
Cha! The silver threads twined around Yi Yun's sword beam.
Yi Yun's expression did not change. With a swipe of his right hand, he conjured his Destruction Dao Domain, devouring the thousands of silver threads!
Peng Peng!
The whisk's silver threads were torn apart!
High Ambassador Yu Heng felt a jolt through his heart. He was alarmed and furious. Yi Yun's strength was more terrifying than he imagined.
"I do not know what opportunities you encountered, but even if you obtained all the benefits in the Sun Burial Sandsea, you are still no match for me!"
High Ambassador Yu Heng bellowed as his body fused with the whisk, transforming into a stream of light that shot straight at Yi Yun's throat.
Seeing High Ambassador Yu Heng's aggressive strike, Yi Yun flicked his finger, sending a gray flame plume towards High Ambassador Yu Heng.
The tiny flame plume looked inconspicuous, but its appearance seemed to make the world lose its temperature. It was as though all the pure Yang and fire powers in the surrounding space had been devoured by the tiny flame plume.
"Burn, Heretical God Fire Seed."
With Yi Yun's soft voice resounding, the tiny flame plume suddenly expanded!
The flame that surged into the sky was like a gray star crashing into the mortal world!
"This is!"
High Ambassador Yu Heng and High Ambassador Tianshu were instantly enveloped by the gray flame. They desperately conjured their Yuan Qi shields to withstand it, but it was useless. Their protective Yuan Qi was being burned away.
Immediately following that, tragic cries sounded one after another. The Seven Star Dao Palace disciples that had rushed over were burned to ash!
"Ah, ah, ah!"
High Ambassador Yu Heng let out a hoarse roar. He finally understood that he was no match for Yi Yun at all. Thinking back to Yi Yun's words about going to hell to question them, he finally realized a terrifying possibility —
Perhaps the four deputy palatial lords of the Seven Star Dao Palace had been killed by Yi Yun!
How was it possible for four deputy palatial lords to be killed by Yi Yun alone?
But now, the terrifying flame that Yi Yun had released had killed these people like slaughtering chickens. He had no choice but to believe it!
He gritted his teeth and desperately crushed a voice transmission charm to transmit all the information he had received. At the same time, he requested for reinforcements. But at that moment, Yi Yun had already arrived behind High Ambassador Yu Heng.
"Whew!"
Yi Yun stabbed out with his sword. This strike was completely condensed from the Heretical God's flames. The terrifying Heretical God flames tore through High Ambassador Yu Heng's chest and burned his organs!
High Ambassador Yu Heng spat out black ashes as his eyes gradually lost their luster. What sort of fire was this …
"Peng!"
High Ambassador Yu Heng was reduced to ash!
As for High Ambassador Tianshu, whose strength was inferior to High Ambassador Yu Heng, he was enveloped by the Heretical God flames. His Yuan Qi shields were burned through as his flesh cracked. He was in excruciating pain.
"Wait! I have the thirty-six scrolls of array formations. They were obtained from an ancient ruin. I can give them to you, as long as you … "
High Ambassador Tianshu's voice came to an abrupt halt. The pure Yang broken sword swept past him, beheading him.
Two of the Seven Star Dao Palace's High Ambassadors were dead!
And at that moment, Jian Wufeng, Jian Buyi, and Jian Xiaoshuang had passed through a spatial node and arrived outside the battlefield. As Jian Wufeng's attainments in spatial dimension laws were inferior to Yi Yun's, the speed at which he passed through the spatial node was rather slow. When he appeared, he happened to see this scene.
The scene of the Seven Star Dao Palace disciples that had besieged the Clarity Pool Sword Sect for many days being burned by the sea of fire was too shocking. It left Jian Wufeng and Jian Buyi dumbfounded. The gray flames were too terrifying.
Could it be … that this was the Yang spirit that Yi Yun had obtained from the Sun Burial Sandsea?
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