Chapter 546 556: The Black-Robed Person from Taiyi Pavilion

Zhou Kongkong let out a great shout, stomped his foot, and charged directly at Wuu Lie, the Hall Master of the Celestial Thunder Hall.

Wuu Lie took out a Token and sneered at the approaching Zhou Kongkong before roaring.

"Thunder, come!"

BOOM!

Following Wuu Lie's thunderous roar, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, and within them, faint arcs of purple light flickered.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled! The sound of thunder shook the heavens!

Jiang Chou's eyes were gloomy as he stared at Bai Xu before him. "I never thought that after so many years, we would meet again like this."

Bai Xu laughed heartily. "Hahaha! Come on! Let me see just how strong the heaven's favored son, praised even by my own master back then, has become."

A massive cyan ruler appeared in Bai Xu's palm, surrounded by a drifting white airflow that was ethereal and hazy.

At that moment, the black-robed man's eyes fell on Wen Qingye. He then spoke to the dozens of Heaven-Burying Sect experts around him, "Everyone, cover for me. That Wen Qingye is mine."

The black-robed man's finger stabbed towards Wen Qingye, and a pair of eyes, glinting with an icy chill, were revealed from beneath his hood.

"Young Master, rest assured. Leave this person to us."

"We will cover for the Young Master!"

"Kill—!"

The experts from the Heaven-Burying Sect roared one after another, their eyes glowing with a blood-red light as they charged madly toward the experts of the three sects.

They shrieked wildly. This time, they had only one objective: to provide cover for the black-robed man before them.

The experts of the three sects were also fearless, and they all met the charge head-on.

Instantly, explosive booms echoed through the clouds. Boulders shattered, the ground caved in, and the soaring Primordial Qi blasted the clouds apart for dozens of miles in every direction.

Xia Qianhe, Wuu Lie, Bai Xu, and the others were all slightly stunned. 'Who on earth is this black-robed man? His cultivation isn't that high, so why do the people of the Heaven-Burying Sect treat him with such respect? What is his true identity? To have so many people cover for him, just to kill a single Wen Qingye?'

Wen Qingye and the black-robed man faced each other silently in mid-air amidst the exploding Primordial Qi. The members of the three sects tried to reach them but were all blocked by the Heaven-Burying Sect's experts.

The black-robed man sneered at Wen Qingye. "Wen Qingye, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death. Dying in your homeland can be considered a blessing."

"It seems you know me quite well," Wen Qingye said with a faint smile. "I'm just wondering, if you were to die here, wouldn't it defile this pure land?"

Although Wen Qingye was smiling, his brows were tightly furrowed in his mind. 'If Shen Junru and Huangfu Tian from the Taiyi Pavilion find out I'm from the Celestial Martial Country and connect that to Zhang Xiaoyun, they will definitely investigate me. Once they find out the truth about Xiaoyun and me, they will stop at nothing to kill me.'

'Therefore, this person from Taiyi Pavilion must die.' Intense killing intent surfaced in Wen Qingye's heart.

'But...' Wen Qingye looked at the black-robed man's cultivation—Life and Death Realm Second Layer. 'Can I really kill him?'

Wen Qingye's own cultivation was profound, and with his Dragon's Might Primordial Qi, his strength was roughly between the Half-Step Life and Death Realm and the Life and Death Realm First Layer Heaven.

Against an expert at the Life and Death Realm First Layer Heaven, Wen Qingye was confident he could slay them. But this black-robed man before him was at the Life and Death Realm Second Layer, and he was certainly no ordinary person.

"Wen Qingye, say goodbye to your loved ones! Hahahaha!"

The black-robed man laughed wildly, his voice carrying a strange, piercingly sharp fluctuation, like thousands of flying needles rushing toward Wen Qingye.

"I'd advise you not to bother with such petty tricks. It's a waste of time," Wen Qingye said, shaking his head.

PING PING PING PING PING PING PING!

As he spoke, Wen Qingye waved his sleeve. Pale golden Primordial Qi shot from his palm and collided directly with the thousands of flying needles, which were shattered by the impact and dissipated into the sky.

"Fine. Then let's see what you've really got."

After speaking, the black-robed man's aura began to climb continuously. The surrounding Primordial Qi formed halos of light that emitted a strange, tyrannical fluctuation.

Although everyone was still fighting, their gazes were all drawn here out of the corners of their eyes. The people of the three sects were extremely anxious, while the members of the Heaven-Burying Sect were the opposite, their faces filled with fervent anticipation.

It was as if Wen Qingye's death was imminent.

VMM!

Under the focus of countless gazes, the black-robed man's palm tensed. In the next instant, his eyes turned chillingly cold, his body trembled, and he vanished into thin air.

BANG!

Wen Qingye's expression was calm as he unhesitatingly threw a punch forward. This Fist Force was imbued with the Swift Wind Law, making its speed astonishingly fast.

BOOM!

The pale golden Primordial Qi surged madly. The majestic energy gathered and roared out like an enraged dragon, carrying a terrifying force capable of heavily injuring a Half-Step Life and Death Realm expert with a single blow.

From the Void Space, a massive fist tore through. Red light surged, and its domineering heat caused the void itself to distort. The Fire Fist streaked past, its tyrannical might colliding head-on with the pale golden fist at lightning speed.

CRACK!

The sound was like a battering ram striking a city wall during a siege, a deafening noise that shook one to their very soul.

A terrifying gale of force swept out from the point of impact, spreading in visible ripples.

Wen Qingye's body didn't move an inch. He gazed forward where the void was slightly distorted, and the black-robed man's figure slowly materialized.

"Stop testing the waters. Show me your true strength."

Wen Qingye's face was devoid of expression. He abruptly threw another punch. It was like a bolt of lightning streaking across the sky, striking the empty space with indescribable speed and thirty thousand jin of force, making the very air tremble.

"Hmph."

The black-robed man's eyes were cold and merciless. He let out a cold snort, but a look of utter gravity finally appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his palm, and boundless Primordial Qi began to surge madly from his Qi Sea, pouring into his meridians.

Then, from his back, countless rays of red light erupted.

"Luo Fire Dao! Heaven and Earth Fire Descent!"

Following the black-robed man's cold shout, the red light began to undergo an Illusion Transformation. It actually turned into the flames of Burning All Heavens, roaring as they blazed. The fire was incredibly hot and had a strange crimson hue. It was like an ancient beast roaring and bellowing madly, faintly possessing an aura that could sweep through the world.

Everyone around felt the temperature continuously rising and were shocked. 'Who on earth is this person? This Martial Arts Level is definitely not low. It's not something an ordinary person could learn, nor master.'

The hearts of the three sects' experts tightened. 'Is Wen Qingye a match for him?'