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443. People in the Night
Under the cover of night, this subtle and dark aura seemed to blend perfectly into the darkness, remaining unnoticed by anyone.
The commotion Xiao Yan caused during the day was too great, and in a short time he became the biggest focus in Saint Pill City. This aura was obviously one of the people who were paying the most attention to Xiao Yan and his group.
Just as the owner of the aura was about to continue, a faint rumble of thunder quietly sounded behind him.
"It is extremely impolite to visit late at night without greeting the host."
A figure gradually became clear; it was Xiao Yan, who should have been in the room.
"Yao Chen's disciple does have some skill." Knowing that his whereabouts had been exposed, a figure completely shrouded in black gradually emerged as the space twisted strangely.
"But I'm curious, when did you find me?"
Xiao Yan stared at the figure, and from the black-robed man, he also sensed a familiar yet strange aura: "Your concealment of your soul power is indeed well hidden, but it is ultimately limited."
The black-robed man's eyes, which gleamed eerily in the darkness, showed a hint of surprise: "Your eyesight is indeed quite good."
The black-robed man's tone then changed, as if he were expressing some regret: "He was just a little too arrogant..."
A surge of soul energy emerged, and Xiao Yan realized that the space he was in had lost contact with the outside world, and he had been taken into control.
Xiao Yan glanced around warily and said in a deep voice, "Sealing off the space, you're pretty quick."
"You know the power of my soul, yet you remain unprepared, hah... arrogance will cost you dearly!"
The man in black robes also threatened, "Your companions are all strong. I don't have much time to waste. Hand over the Burning Technique and the Strange Fire, and I'll spare your life."
"How do you know about the Burning Blade Technique?" A chilling killing intent was already brewing in Xiao Yan's heart. The Burning Blade Technique was his greatest trump card, and anyone who tried to touch it would be regarded as Xiao Yan's greatest enemy.
"You know? Little brat, the Burning Scripture should have been mine all along! Your teacher went to great lengths to steal it from you back then, and now you've returned it to me—it's truly a blessing from heaven."
"Oh?" Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow. "So you're my estranged martial uncle whom I've never met before?"
"Hehehe, not bad, I didn't expect a junior like you to know me." The man in black robes smiled sinisterly, "It seems Yao Chen hasn't forgotten me, Mu Gu."
"Of course I haven't forgotten. My teacher also gave me one more thing." Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "If possible, I will show you absolutely no mercy when I encounter you."
"You are just as foolish as your teacher!" The man in black robes stretched out his rough, withered hands with lightning speed, and wisps of black flame shot out from under his hands, whistling towards Xiao Yan.
The man in black robes knew that Xiao Yan had several powerful companions with him, including one from the Thunder Clan. He had planned to leave after his reconnaissance, but Xiao Yan had unexpectedly detected his presence. Fortunately, those companions were young and inexperienced, and this young man had been stalled by his words, leaving him trapped here.
At this moment, he attacked without holding back, striving to capture Xiao Yan and leave as quickly as possible. Black flames crisscrossed, completely obscuring Xiao Yan, while a long-accumulated soul power lurked in the shadows.
Xiao Yan naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die. His purplish-red flames surged out and collided directly with the black flames, producing a hissing sound. The two flames began to violently and directly erode and merge.
Looking at Xiao Yan surrounded by flames, the man in black robes felt disdain: He had seen many arrogant geniuses like Xiao Yan, some of whom were far more talented than Xiao Yan, but they all had the bad habit of being arrogant. A truly shrewd person could accurately handle them.
"You think you're so great just because you've just advanced to the Dou Zun level? Today, let me teach you a lesson on behalf of Yao Chen. There are differences even among Dou Zun."
The black-robed man gripped the center of the black flames with his withered hand, and a burst of soul power erupted instantly. The incomparably sharp soul power pierced through the black flames, and neither the black flames nor the purplish-red lotus heart fire could stop this sudden attack of soul power.
"Arrogance comes at a price, perhaps even—the price of life!" A mocking voice slowly rose.
At the center of the flames, Xiao Yan's chest was pierced, and his upper body was shattered, yet no blood flowed. The black-robed man actually sensed the aura of soul power emanating from the dying Xiao Yan.
"Not good!" A sense of crisis surged into the black-robed man's heart, followed by a surge of battle aura above his head.
"Imperial Seal Technique!"
Seals for opening mountains, overturning seas, covering the earth, and annihilating the heavens.
The four seals overlapped, and the four-colored light seals pressed down on the head of the black-robed man with overwhelming force.
After Xiao Yan truly advanced to the Dou Zun level, he was finally able to successfully unleash the fourth seal of the Emperor Seal Technique. The one pierced by the black-robed man's attack was Xiao Yan's Three Thousand Thunder Illusionary Avatars; Xiao Yan's figure, concealed by the Red Lotus Heart Flame, had already already evaded detection. The fusion with the strange fire made it almost impossible for the black-robed man to detect his presence, so Xiao Yan's attack was decisive!
The four-colored light seal suddenly shone brightly, and four powerful energies condensed, directly crushing the black-robed man's aura.
A mountain of pressure descended upon him instantly, causing the black-robed man's aura to falter, letting out a muffled groan. The next moment, he transformed into a wisp of black smoke and fled in another direction. However, even during his escape, a portion of the black mist was directly shattered by the Emperor's Seal Technique.
The black smoke had barely moved a short distance when crimson flames transformed into fiery pythons, attempting to strangle it. Without a moment's hesitation, Xiao Yan's eyes flashed. The massive black ruler was already in his hand, a sharp aura emanating from it.
Xiao Yan had just advanced to the Dou Zun realm and needed to test his strength. The martial uncle he was meeting for the first time was probably already at the five-star Dou Zun realm, making him a perfect whetstone!
The black smoke reformed, and the man in black robes looked at the purplish-red flames with a hint of resentment in his eyes: "So what if it's a strange fire?"
Black flames roared out, completely engulfing the purplish-red fire python. The black-robed man's soul power then reformed into a tangible, tailless black spear.
"Looks like I have to teach you a lesson today."
The black spear charged towards Xiao Yan, while the aura of the great ruler in Xiao Yan's hand reached its peak. With a swing of the ruler, a dazzling purple-red light emanated from it. The two energies collided violently, distorting the space around them.
The moment the collision ended, the black-robed man retreated, preparing to leave. Xiao Yan's combat strength had exceeded his expectations; having just advanced to the Dou Zun level, he was able to hold his own against him for a short time, proving he couldn't be defeated quickly. Furthermore, Xiao Yan's purplish-red strange fire was truly troublesome, too much of a counter to him. Although he had lost the initiative, it was better to wait for the Pill Gathering and find another opportunity to attack Xiao Yan than to fight him for a long time.
As the enveloping force receded, the man in black robes attempted to slip away.
Three figures had already surrounded him. The three auras—purple-gray, clear blue, and crimson—each possessed the power of a Dou Zun!
"Uncle-Master, don't rush off!"
Xiao Yan, his bracelet adorned with purplish-red flames, stared intently at the man in black robes, his gaze unwavering.