Chapter 066: Mysterious Youth

Clang! Clang! The crimson fist imprint shook the furnace body, a clear and lingering sound unceasing, like thunderclaps, the surrounding vacuum constantly exploded.

“Cough, cough…” Wang Long coughed blood continuously, his body limp on the ground, his internal aura withered to the extreme, on the verge of falling unconscious.

“Haha, what a small world.” Suddenly, a wild laugh rang out, filled with endless venom, resounding through the sky.

“It’s Huang Li.” The crowd was startled, their gazes instantly shifting to the source of the sound. When they saw a black-clad youth, they couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Do they have a grudge?” Some people whispered among themselves.

“Remember a few days ago… Huang Li was almost beaten to death by a black-robed man?” A sturdy youth glanced around, then chuckled.

“My god, it’s him.” Upon hearing this, the person beside him showed a look of sudden realization, deeply admiring Yang Tian.

“Big trouble.” Clenching his fists, Yang Tian’s face turned grave, his gaze quickly scanning the surroundings. He had no strength left to fight, only to find a way to escape.

Huang Li walked over, glanced at the unconscious Wang Long, and couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart. At that moment, the killing intent in his heart grew even sharper. His gaze swept over Yang Tian, and he said with a slight smile, “Heaven has been kind to me, letting me meet you here.”

“So what if we meet? Don’t hide in a turtle shell again like last time.” Hearing this, Yang Tian turned to look at him, then sneered.

“Sharp-tongued brat, die!” A shadow of gloom flashed in his eyes. Huang Li’s foot suddenly stomped, his palm abruptly curled, and a myriad of palm shadows swept toward Yang Tian.

“Bang, bang…” A willow catkin flew over, and the jade hairpin in her hand shot out, turning into countless jade shadows, shattering the incoming palm wind completely.

“Heh, it’s you.” Huang Li’s face suddenly turned cold. In the battle with Yang Tian a few days ago, if not for Yun’er’s interference, Huang Li wouldn’t have been left without the power to fight back.

“Today I’ll grant your wish and make you a pair of lovebirds.” Huang Li rubbed his hands, the Earth Spirit Ancient Bell suddenly hovering above his head, and a chilling laugh followed.

“Alas.” In the distance, the onlookers sighed. A favored son of heaven was about to fall before their eyes.

“Don’t be afraid.” Holding Yun’er’s arm, Yang Tian glanced at the space jade slip in the Ancestral Dragon Ring, and at the same time, a ferocious smile crept onto his face.

Boom! The Earth Spirit Ancient Bell vibrated, suddenly rising into the void, releasing a surge of overwhelming energy that struck down toward the two of them.

“How dare you!”

Suddenly, a sturdy figure charged from afar, endless fury bursting forth, the ground cracking continuously. Xing Hao, like a wild bull, rushed forward.

“It’s Xing Hao. Why is someone from the Thunder Cloud Sect here?” Instantly drawing the attention of the crowd, when they saw Xing Hao’s furious appearance, they couldn’t help but click their tongues.

“This black-robed man is saved. Xing Hao must have some connection with him.”

“Brother Yang, it’s Second Brother.” Yun’er patted her small chest, looking at Yang Tian joyfully. Xing Hao’s strength was far greater than hers, and stopping Huang Li was no problem.

“Heh.” Yang Tian smiled, his mind relaxing. If he used the space jade slip here, he didn’t know where he would be teleported.

“Damn it.” Seeing the newcomer, Huang Li’s face turned extremely gloomy. Gritting his teeth, he slapped the air with his palm, and the Earth Spirit Ancient Bell spun rapidly, releasing a fierce surge of energy that once again struck toward Yang Tian’s head.

“Huang Li, you have some nerve!” Xing Hao roared, and a gleaming long sword shot out. The patterns on the blade flashed rapidly, soon projecting a massive sword shadow that slashed at the Earth Spirit Ancient Bell.

Bang! Bang! Sparks flew from the Earth Spirit Ancient Bell, and piercing sonic booms frequently exploded. The massive sword shadow continuously struck the bell, like thunderclaps.

Xing Hao rushed over at extreme speed, tossing the long sword into the air. As his blood energy poured into it wildly, the divine patterns on the blade became clearer.

“Ha!” Xing Hao shouted, his hand suddenly clenching. The crystal-clear sword blade trembled, and with a buzzing sound, hundreds of sharp sword auras burst forth.

“Bastard!” Huang Li’s face was icy. The divine patterns on the Earth Spirit Ancient Bell blazed brightly, constantly shaking the void, shattering the sword auras.

“Let me show you my power.” Xing Hao sneered, releasing the long sword from his hand. A shocking sword intent suddenly erupted, and on the blade, gleaming sword qi continuously exploded the air, soon converging into a river of swords.

“Crimson Blood Sword Qi, Strike the Nine Heavens!” Xing Hao suddenly bellowed. Countless gleaming sword qi converged, gradually solidifying into a thirty-zhang sword shadow, towering like a pillar, sweeping through the air.

“Bastard!” Huang Li was greatly alarmed. He hadn’t expected Xing Hao to go all out from the start. He frantically activated the power of the Earth Spirit Ancient Bell, its divine patterns swirling rapidly.

“Absorb!” Huang Li suddenly shouted. The bell’s mouth suddenly enlarged, a tremendous suction force surging, actually drawing the sword shadow into the bell.

“Hmph.” Seeing this, Xing Hao suddenly sneered.

“Sever!” As the words fell, the bell body shook violently. The clang of metal clashing exploded continuously. The massive sword shadow suddenly turned into countless gleaming long swords, bombarding wildly inside the bell.

Boom! Boom! The Earth Spirit Ancient Bell vibrated incessantly, and Huang Li’s body was repeatedly knocked back, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth.

“Sss.” Seeing Huang Li injured, Xing Hao rushed over. When he saw Wang Long half-dead, he couldn’t help but twitch his mouth. Even he was evenly matched against Wang Long; their strengths were comparable.

“Are you two alright?” Rushing over and seeing the two unharmed, Xing Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

“It’s fine, thanks to your timely arrival.” Spreading his hands, Yang Tian smiled, then took a few pills to fully recover his injuries. Now that Yun’er had obtained the inheritance, leaving wouldn’t be easy; there were surely others in the shadows.

“Second Brother, look.” Yun’er walked over, extending her jade-like palm. A mysterious rune shone in her palm, emitting a strange energy fluctuation.

“This is?” Xing Hao frowned slightly, then widened his eyes, staring at the rune in Yun’er’s hand, and exclaimed, “Is this the inheritance mark? How did you get it?”

“I obtained the inheritance.” Yun’er smiled playfully, then withdrew the rune into her body.

“I never thought the sect ruins that caused such a stir outside would have its inheritance in your hands.” Rubbing his nose, Xing Hao laughed, hardly believing that the inheritance had fallen into their hands.

“Have you said enough?” Watching them chatting and laughing, Huang Li wiped the blood from his mouth, his face gloomy, and spoke coldly.

“Hmph, wasn’t the lesson just now enough? A few days ago, you were severely injured. Want to try again?” Turning to look at Huang Li, Xing Hao suddenly sneered. A Holy Son-level figure being forced into a turtle shell would be a topic of gossip for others.

“Bastard!” Clenching his fists, Huang Li’s face was icy cold, a hint of mad killing intent seeping out. He suddenly turned his head and said coldly, “Isn’t it time to come out?”

“Useless thing.” Not far away, a purple-robed youth walked out. With each step, his aura climbed, and the ground cracked with dense fissures.

“Li Hongtao!” Seeing the purple-robed youth, Yang Lin’s face instantly turned cold. His sharp gaze swept over Li Hongtao, a bone-chilling killing intent surging.

“It’s the Little Holy Son of the Li family.” In the distance, the crowd buzzed with discussion. Among their generation, Li Hongtao’s strength was among the top.

“Yang Tian, today is your death day.” Li Hongtao walked over, staring at Yang Tian with a condescending look, sneering.

“Want to kill me? You don’t have the fate for that.” Fully refining the medicinal power of the Heavenly King Treasure Heart Pill, Yang Tian said calmly.

“Heh, heh.” Sneering coldly, Li Hongtao’s gaze swept over Xing Hao and said with a faint smile, “Leave the inheritance and Yang Tian, and you can get lost.”

“Big talk.” Hearing this, Xing Hao stepped forward, then glanced behind Wang Long and said with a laugh, “What are you hiding there for? Come out.”

“Hmm.” Frowning slightly, following Xing Hao’s gaze, he looked at the rock behind him. When a white figure darted out, his face instantly turned ugly. With his cultivation, he hadn’t noticed someone hiding there.

That white figure moved extremely fast, arriving before Xing Hao in an instant. His speed was so great that the surrounding people couldn’t help but marvel.

A youth of fifteen or sixteen, with starry brows and sword-like eyes, but giving off a refined feeling. He seemed inexperienced, and noticing so many people staring at him, his face flushed slightly, and he scratched his head and ears.

“Who is he? Look at the large bow on his back.” In the distance, when some people saw the purple large bow on the white-clad youth’s back, they couldn’t help but click their tongues. This aura was no weaker than the Earth Spirit Ancient Bell, perhaps even stronger.