"I have such plans. What is the inner sanctum you mentioned?" Ever since he obtained the Netherworld tree's fruit, Yi Yun's interest in the Divine Perish Hall had been piqued.
The two linen-clothed men exchanged looks without leaving a trace. One of them said, "Fellow Daoist, you have asked the right person. The existence of the Divine Perish Hall is a secret to begin with. There is very little information regarding it. However, the two of us chanced upon an experience jade slip. According to the jade slip, the Divine Perish Hall is split into the outer sanctum, the inner sanctum, and the secret palace. The first entry is the outer sanctum, followed by the inner sanctum and the secret palace. However, the Divine Perish Hall has undergone an anomaly. Its danger has increased by ten times. The so-called inner sanctum is completely different from before. As for whether the secret palace still exists, it is also an unknown. "
The linen-clothed men tried to be as detailed as possible to stall for time so that they could set up the confinement array.
Yi Yun thought nothing of it. He knew that the experience jade slip the linen-clothed men had 'chanced upon' was likely obtained from killing a genius from a large faction. Only a large faction would have such a detailed jade slip.
Unknowingly, the two linen-clothed men had nearly finished setting up the array. At that moment, a girl suddenly shouted, "Senior, the two people you are talking to are the Nether Specter Twins. They will harm you!"
The girl was one of the people whose cultivation level had been restrained by the two linen-clothed men. They wanted to enjoy themselves for a while.
It was unknown when she had extricated herself from the linen-clothed men's restraints and shouted. She knew that she would not be spared today and did not wish for others to be implicated. Most importantly, she wished for Yi Yun to pass the news of their deaths to the Pale Snow Palace so that it could avenge them.
Upon hearing the girl's shout, the linen-clothed men's expression turned hideous. "Bitch, you have a nasty mouth!"
As the linen-clothed man spoke, a whip suddenly appeared in his hand. He raised his hand and lashed it at the girl. With her movements restrained, the whip would definitely lacerate her flesh if it landed on her body!
However, the man in linen had never imagined that his whip would turn into dust without any warning halfway through. The dust drifted down as if the whip had rotted through the passage of time and returned to dust.
What?
The linen-clothed man could not believe his eyes. The scene was just too strange.
What was happening!?
The linen-clothed man looked at Yi Yun in horror. The rotting of the whip naturally did not happen for no reason. And the only person standing here other than them was Yi Yun. However, he had no idea how Yi Yun had done it. He did not even sense any nomological fluctuations from Yi Yun.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
The scene of the whip rotting made him recall something. Back when he first entered the Divine Perish Hall, he had heard people describe the scene of the Netherworld tree being plucked. The River of the Netherworld near it was able to rot all things, including laws.
The way the whip had decayed was exactly the same as what people had described.
Could it be that the one who obtained the Yellow Springs Tree's fruit was this young man in front of him? He had already refined the Yellow Springs tree's nomological laws and could use them freely!?
The linen-clothed man knew that the three Divine Lords were helpless against the River of the Netherworld back then. Yet, it was said that Yi Yun could enter the River of the Netherworld without being harmed by the laws. The linen-clothed man would not be surprised if he had refined the River of the Netherworld's laws.
Upon coming to this realization, the duo broke out into a cold sweat. They were itinerant cultivators after all. Amongst Supremacies at the same realm, their strength was considered below average.
"Brother, that slut is slandering me. All I did was teach her a lesson. If you fancy this woman, feel free to take her and enjoy her. Look at her tender skin and pretty figure. She looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old mortal. She will definitely taste good," the linen-clothed man said with a trembling voice.
The hemp clothed man said with a trembling voice as he threw away the broken whip in his hand.
"Oh? Are you implying that this girl is giving me a favor? "said Yi Yun with a faint smile.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. I had a small conflict with them earlier, and that's why I restrained them …"
When the linen-clothed man said that, the girl interrupted him. "Senior, don't listen to their nonsense. They sneaked up on me and plotted against my Martial Uncle. Then, they snatched away our treasures and even wanted to … to us …"
When the girl said that, her voice trembled slightly. To her, being raped was more terrifying than death.
She did not know if Yi Yun's intentions were good or bad, but she had no other choice. Even if Yi Yun had ill intentions, it was better than ending up in the hands of the Nether Specter Twins.
Yi Yun ignored the girl and only stomped his right foot on the ground.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, the array formation set up by the two linen-clothed men exploded. The color in their faces drained as they grunted and took a few steps back. The array formation they had set up had been brutally destroyed by Yi Yun. They had already suffered a backlash and looked at Yi Yun with eyes filled with horror. Yi Yun had destroyed the array they had painstakingly set up with a raise of his foot. The huge difference in strength made them unable to muster any thoughts of resistance.
"You have no grudge with me, so there's no need for me to kill you. However, from the looks of it, you have robbed many people over the past few months. There must be quite a lot of things in your rings …"
When Yi Yun said that, the two linen-clothed men's expressions stiffened. He was going to turn on them! They had been using their late-stage Supremacy cultivation levels to kill and rob others for their treasures over the past few months. Now, it was their turn.
However, after considering the strength of both sides, one of the linen-clothed men clenched his teeth and said, "Don't attack. You can have my rings!"
Yi Yun never expected the Nether Specter Twins to be so pathetic. In order to live, they had even handed over the interspatial rings that warriors viewed as their second life.
Yi Yun immediately took the two interspatial rings and scanned the contents. He was pleasantly surprised.
Ignoring everything else, there were more than twenty Godly Monarch Immortal Annuli. This was the accumulation of the Nether Specter Twins' years of robbing. It was also the harvest from the past few months. Yi Yun had been searching for all sorts of natural treasures over the past few years. He had nearly spent all the savings he had inherited from the Myriad God Patriarch. This made him suddenly rich again.
"Fellow Daoist, we have given you the rings. Can you let us go?" said the Nether Specter Twins without any dignity.
Yi Yun fiddled with the two rings and said with a smile, "By giving me the rings, you must be filled with resentment towards me. I have already formed an irreconcilable grudge with you. I do not like to leave behind enemies who will seek revenge on me in the future. What if I were to be in trouble one day and you end up kicking me while I'm down?"
"You …" The eyes of the two linen-clothed men turned bloodshot. As bandits, they would sometimes spare the lives of the weak, allowing them to fatten up before robbing them in the future. But this person was even more ruthless than them.
They knew that Yi Yun would absolutely not spare them.
"Brother, let's fight it out with him!"
The eldest Nether Specter Twins roared as his Yuan Qi circulated. His linen clothes were torn apart by the Yuan Qi, revealing a sturdy body that was covered in scars and engraved with strange hex seals. At the same time, a steel trident suffused with a black aura appeared in his hand.
His sinister appearance made him look like a Shura from hell. He signaled to his second brother with his eyes, planning to attack together and fight with all their might. But at that moment, he suddenly smacked himself with a glowing talisman. His body transformed into a golden beam of light as he turned to flee.
He was planning on using his second brother to hold back Yi Yun while he took the opportunity to escape.
However, he never expected that the second brother of the Nether Specter Twins had the same thoughts. He was even more ruthless, burning his blood essence in exchange for extreme speed. The direction he fled in was completely opposite of the eldest brother's.
Yi Yun sneered. With a thought, the destruction laws that stemmed from time gathered from every direction like a yellow River of the Netherworld vortex. Just as the Nether Specter Twins flew out, they were enveloped by the River of the Netherworld vortex. They cried out tragically as their bodies corroded in the vortex. In moments, they were reduced to ashes.
Yi Yun did not even take a single step after killing two Supremacies in a blink of an eye.
Now, Yi Yun had experienced three months of seclusion. Although he had yet to break through to the late-stages of the Supremacy realm, his strength had undergone a qualitative leap. Yi Yun was eager to test his strength.
Behind Yi Yun, the girl who spoke previously gulped a mouthful of saliva. It was too terrifying. She had previously heard that Yi Yun, who plucked the River of the Netherworld fruit, was only at the mid-stages of the Supremacy realm. But was he really at the mid-stages of the Supremacy realm?
"All of you …"
Yi Yun turned to look at the youths from the Pale Snow Palace.
The girl's heart tightened. She did not know what was on Yi Yun's mind or what he would do to them. All she could say was, "Senior, thank you for killing the Nether Specter Twins. My senior brothers and junior sisters have been sealed. They cannot speak."
"Which direction is the entrance to the inner sanctum?" asked Yi Yun.
"There … there …"
The girl pointed in a direction.
Yi Yun nodded and casually produced a hand seal, cracking the seals on the youths. Then, his figure flashed as he flew towards the inner sanctum. In a blink of an eye, Yi Yun's figure vanished.
The Pale Snow Palace disciples exchanged looks. They had been saved just like that …
The life and death of a group of people depended on a single thought of an expert. This was the world of warriors. With power, one could dictate the fate of themselves and thousands of lives.
…
Along the way, the outer sanctum of the Divine Perish Hall no longer posed any danger to Yi Yun. He flew nearly five thousand kilometers like a hot knife through butter.
Finally, he saw the entrance to the inner sanctum that the Nether Specter Twins had mentioned. It was a gigantic door of light that floated ten thousand feet high in the sky.
The door of light covered more than half the sky as it slowly spun. It led to an unknown world. It was as though infinite starlight cascaded down from the door of light like thousands of silk ribbons. It was a beautiful and spectacular sight.
Yi Yun looked up at the door of light. He felt like he was facing the entire world. Just the immense energy pressure was enough to make many warriors shrink back. Although everyone knew that there were even greater opportunities in the inner sanctum, if they did not have enough strength to obtain them, they would become cannon fodder. They only had one life, and there was no way to start again once they died.
"Sou!"
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