Whoosh!
Seeing this, the crowd that was squeezed together immediately dispersed in an uproar. Then, they stood in the distance and watched the scene in fear.
Only Ye Chen and the Patriarch of Hell stood where they were and watched coldly.
"Little girl, come with me!"
The gray-robed old man looked at the flustered woman with a cold smile and approached her step by step, "As long as you tell me the whereabouts of the others, I can spare your life!"
Tap, tap, tap …
The woman took a few steps back abruptly until she was next to Ye Chen and the Patriarch of Hell. She mustered her courage and looked at the former hatefully, "Don't even think about it. Ning 'er won't tell me where Grandpa Lei and the rest are even if I die!"
"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"
The gray-robed old man's gaze turned cold as he snorted, "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being merciless. After I capture you, I'll naturally have a way to force you to tell me where that old thing, Lei Yunzi, is!"
Boom!!!
In an instant, a green claw mark attacked the woman at lightning speed.
At that moment, the woman felt an extremely powerful pressure coming at her, causing her to be unable to move. She could not even commit suicide. She could only remain motionless, her eyes filled with fear.
However, in the next moment, the gray-robed old man's expression changed because he realized that his attack had instantly collapsed when it was about to land on the woman.
At that moment, he noticed Ye Chen and the Patriarch of Hell next to the woman, "It's you. Were you the ones who attacked just now?"
His gaze suddenly turned extremely cold, "Brat, you're simply courting death!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a blur in front of him. Then, a wide arm grabbed his neck and lifted him into the air.
The Patriarch of Hell looked at him with a faint smile, "How dare a piece of trash like you yell in front of me?!"
"Who are you?!"
The gray-robed old man's face was filled with fear because the black-clothed young man before him had captured him easily. One had to know that he was a perfect-stage God Transformation Stage cultivator.
"Let go of Elder Wu!"
At the same time, the disciples who were in charge of guarding the teleportation formation surrounded them. They looked at Ye Chen and the Patriarch of Hell with killing intent.
Ye Chen acted as if he did not see it. He looked at the lady who was petrified calmly and said while smiling, "Can you tell me grandpa's name?"
She looked at Ye Chen timidly and then at the gray-robed old man who was lifted into the air by the Patriarch of Hell. Eventually, she bit her lip and said, "My grandfather's name is Lei Yunzi."
Although she did not know Ye Chen, she could tell from the situation that Ye Chen was not hostile towards her.
"Lei Yunzi..."
Ye Chen's eyes lit up slightly as he said while smiling, "Good, very good!"
He had learned from Old Man Black Ice about the internal strife of the Xuanyuan Eight Families and Lei Yunzi's betrayal. If it wasn't for Yang Tian, he would've gone looking for Lei Yunzi.
Who would have thought that he would hear about Lei Yunzi here? How could he not be pleasantly surprised?
Ye Chen looked at the lady again as he thought to this point, "I'm grandpa's friend. Can you bring me to him?"
The woman looked at him suspiciously.
Ye Chen frowned slightly and said, "Do you know Taoist Priest Beiyan?"
"Are you talking about Grandpa Beiyan?"
The woman nodded immediately and said, "Grandpa Beiyan treats Ning 'er very well."
"Fellow Beiyan is also my friend!"
Ye Chen could not help but say with a smile, "You should believe me now, right?"
"What about them?" The woman looked at the gray-robed old man and the rest weakly.
Ye Chen said without turning his head, "Kill them all!"
"Alright!"
The Patriarch of Hell laughed sinisterly. Under the gray-robed old man's terrified gaze, he forcefully crushed his body and primordial spirit.
Then, he took a step forward, and the cultivators surrounding the two of them turned into bloody mist on the spot.
Dead silence. The world was as silent as death.
Many people standing in the distance saw this scene, and they seemed to have been petrified. Their faces were filled with shock and fear.
Even the woman was stunned.
Ye Chen looked at the woman as if he did not see anything, "Let's go. Bring me to grandpa. Only I can protect grandpa!"
It was unknown if she was frightened or if it was for some other reason, but the woman nodded subconsciously and walked in front in a daze.
"Follow me …" Ye Chen glanced at the Patriarch of Hell.
Only after the three of them left did the crowd, who had sunk into a petrified state, react. Soon after, waves of gasping sounds erupted.
"Elder Wu of the Great River Sect is dead. This matter has blown up!"
"…"
In less than the time it took for an incense stick to burn, at a mass grave in Moli City.
The woman brought Ye Chen and Ye Chen all the way there. Then, she pointed weakly at the mass grave, "My grandpa and the rest are inside!"
Ye Chen could not help but look around. All he saw were weeds and rotten corpses that were exposed outside, "Thank you, Ning 'er!"
If he had not sensed Lei Yunzi's aura, how could he believe that one of the eight giants of the Xuanyuan Eight Clans, a Void Refinement old monster, Lei Yunzi, would hide in this place?
"Who is it?!"
At the same time, a cry of alarm came from the mass grave. Then, countless figures shot over. They attacked Ye Chen and the Patriarch of Hell without saying a word. They were filled with intense killing intent.
"A bunch of little bastards!"
The Patriarch of Hell's gaze turned cold. He was about to kill them with a slap when Ye Chen stopped him, "Patriarch, don't hurt them!"
Plop!
In an instant, the four figures that shot out fell to the ground, revealing the appearances of four young men and women. However, the four of them were looking at the Patriarch of Hell with fear in their eyes.
"Brother Xiaowu, it's a misunderstanding!"
Ning 'er, who had reacted, immediately went up and helped a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes up. He explained, "They're here to save grandpa."
"Ning 'er, don't be fooled by them. They're definitely here to capture us …" The young man wanted to say something but hesitated. Apart from fear, there was more hatred in his eyes when he looked at Ye Chen again.
"Fellow Ye?!"
At this moment, a trembling voice came from afar.
Whoosh!
Then, an old figure shot out, revealing the face of an old man in a tattered daoist robe with an extremely dispirited expression.
It was Daoist Beiyan.
The young man called Xiaowu and the others hurriedly said, "Greetings, Senior Beiyan!"
"A bunch of silly children!"
Daoist Beiyan sighed softly and looked at Ye Chen, "This person is the genius that appears once in 10,000 years in China, Mad Southern Ye. He's also the idol of you brats!"
"What? He's Mad Southern Ye?! "
Everyone, including Ning 'er, was shocked when they heard that. Their eyes were filled with shock when they looked at Ye Chen again.
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