Chapter 742: Flood-Dragon Four, Roc Six and Centipede Eight
Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
“Is he the sword genius from the Yin and Yang Sect?”
Chen Kai and Chen Tianpeng immediately set their eyes on the young man beside Huang Yanchen in astonishment.
Could it be possible?
Chen Kai, the strongest, was just sure that he could triumph over Dragon Three. But as for Snake Two, a species left over from the primitive time, he had just a 50-50 shot at defeating it.
So, Chen Kai did not believe that this was the Lin Yue who had defeated Snake Two and Dragon Three.
Zhang Ruochen swept his eyes around the three heirs and warlords behind them and remained composed and calm. “Your Highness, let’s go to the banquet!”
For some reason, Huang Yanchen felt something familiar about Lin Yue, and it gave her confidence in him.
How could a stranger give her such feelings?
Huang Yanchen was befuddled, but she still followed Zhang Ruochen step by step on her way to the pathway at the foot of Scroll Mountain.
“Is he really the Lin Yue from the Yin and Yang Sect? Could they just share the same name?” Chen Tianpeng swallowed in disbelief that a superior like Lin Yue would be willing to be Huang Yanchen’s royal guard.
Walking by his side, Huang Yanchen’s dark blue eyes were contemplative. After a moment of silence, she finally sent a sound to Zhuang Ruochen. “Who are you? Why are you helping me?”
Zhang Ruochen’s Change of 36 Forms was at an advanced stage. It could change not only his appearance but also his demeanor.
Unless he gave himself away on purpose, even a Psychic Sage like the Saint Lady could not recognize him.
As long as he was careful, Zhang Ruochen was sure that he could hide himself from Huang Yanchen.
With his left hand behind his back, Zhang Ruochen held the Golden Snake Divine Sword in his right hand. He looked unruffled and twitched his lips. “Don’t ask or say anything. I will tell you when the time comes. To be frank, I do have a history with you.”
Lin Yue’s words made Huang Yanchen feel relieved somehow. She thought inwardly. “He finally admitted he has a history with me. What’s the history? When the Kunlun Heir’s Banquet is over, I must ask Master to get to the bottom of the matter.”
On Scroll Mountain, all was chaos.
In the vicinity, Monks were all fighting through the melee to take the staircase.
Upon seeing Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen, a Monk in the Fifth Change in Fish-Dragon Realm even took a black Scaled Pike and thrust it at Zhang Ruochen.
“Boom!”
As the power was too strong, the tip of the long spear met strong resistence against the air and formed an arc.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and mouthed two words, “Step aside.”
Out of his mouth ran a strong wave of sound that was visible.
There was a loud roar.
The Monk with the pike, and dozens of other Monks in front of Zhang Ruochen, were swept high up into air by the sound wave like fallen leaves, leaving a clearing.
“Bang! Bang!”
A number of Monks fell down on the ground one after another, their robes in rags and their bodies covered with bloody streaks. While they were not badly hurt, they certainly looked dishevelled.
Such a strong strike left everyone dumbfounded, and many Monks stopped fighting and turned to look at Zhang Ruochen.
“Who is this man? How can he be so powerful?”
“A wave of sound can quash dozens of superiors in the Fish-Dragon Realm. The profound holy Qi is comparable to that of first-level Half-Saints.”
“He must be versed in controlling his power. He just sent them flying away, rather than hurting them badly.”
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The three heirs of the Eastern Region Saint Mansion and the warlords behind them were all rendered astounded.
Until now, they had been sure that Huang Yanchen’s bodyguard was Lin Yue—the sword genius from the Yin and Yang Sect.
“How could…it be possible?”
Chen Laner gnashed her teeth, unable to accept the fact.
What about Huang Yanchen was superior to her?
In the past, Zhang Ruochen, the Time and Space Descendent, had lavished his love on her and saw her as a pearl in his palm. He gave her lots of treasure, and he even helped her become the heir of the Eastern Region Saint Mansion.
After Zhang Ruochen died, Lin Yue emerged, humbling himself to be just one of her royal guards.
Zhang Ruochen and Lin Yue, which one was not an elite among a galaxy of elites? And which one was not a rare breed under heaven?
Chen Laner considered herself superior to Huang Yanchen in every aspect, and she wondered why she was not as lucky as Huang Yanchen to meet a man like Zhang Ruochen or Lin Yue.
“A crowd of idiots. Don’t you know that he is Lin Yue—the sword genius of the Yin and Yang Sect? Even Snake Two and Dragon Three of the Demonic Sect were not his matches. You dare to block his way.” Qin Yufan shouted.
Qin Yufan was a genius of the Yin and Yang Sect, too. He was ranked second at the Sword Technique Conference for Monks in the Eighth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm, behind only Qi Feiyu.
Of course, after refining a Glaze Pellet, Qin Yufan had improved his cultivation to the Ninth Change in the Fish-Dragon Realm.
Qin Yufan did not know that Zhang Ruochen would not attend the Kunlun Heir’s Banquet. He stared at Lin Yue and smiled. “Junior Fellow Apprentice Lin Yue, I will go to Scroll Mountain first. I must take at least one of the King Seats and flex our muscles.”
“In that case, you go ahead.”
Zhang Ruochen smiled faintly and gestured him forward.
Qin Yufan turned around and headed to Scroll Mountain. His smile turned to scorn, and with his Purple Sword, a holy weapon, in hand, he bellowed, “Back off!”
He swung his sword forward and a current of purplish sword Qi unfolded like a long river.
“Rumble!”
The sword Qi extended all the way to the staircase. A path was hacked out through the crowd, and nobody could do anything to stop it. Everyone moved to the side.
The strong power proved that he was qualified to compete for one of King Seats.
With a swoosh, Qin Yufan appeared at the entrance of the staircase in a moment.
Qin Yufan climbed hundreds of meters at a stretch. He arrived at the second level of Scroll Mountain, where he could see the Conquer Seats placed halfway up.
There were 3000 Conquer Seats, and they were obviously more respected than Talent Seats.
On the way, Qin Yufan also met some superiors on Talent Seats. Their efforts to block him were in vain when faced with his strong power.
Qin Yufan looked up, and the Conquer Seats were just right there. As long as he would like, he could easily take one. But he wanted to move up to the higher level of King Seats.
In a flash, three large shadows loomed above his head like three mountains blocking his way.
It was Flood-Dragon Four, Roc Six, and Centipede Eight—three of the 36 Palace-Keeping Beast Guardians of the Demonic Sect.
Centipede Eight had eight arms and legs, and poisonous air wafted from his huge body. He looked down on Qin Yufan from high above and snorted. “The Divine Son issued an order that all disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect must stop here.”
Then, Centipede Eight looked down further and said arrogantly, “If you want to take part in the banquet, go and take one of the Talent Seats.”
Flood-Dragon Four and Roc Six laughed coldly, casting hostile glances at Qin Yufan.
“You are so conceited in the sphere of influence of the Yin and Yang Sect. Are you going to humiliate them?”
As Qin Yufan mobilized holy Qi inside his body, colored glaze surged out of his body and ran into the Purple Sword.
The inscriptions on the sword immediately emerged, one after another, and they covered the blade all over like a cobweb.
“Swoosh!”
The Purple Sword shot out a purplish light spindle which struck against Centipede Eight.
“He is so strong…”
Centipede Eight never expected that Qi Yufan could be that powerful, so he set his eight arms and legs in motion to step back quickly.
Meanwhile, he spat up a bolt of lightning that was trained on Qin Yufan.
With a bang, the purple sword went through the lightning and cut off one the centipede’s arms.
“How dare you!”
Flood-Dragon Four and Roc Six charged at Qin Yunfan from both sides, and they were about to strike him with their own powerful martial techniques.
Flood-Dragon Four and Roc Six were descendants of Mythical Beasts.
The ancestor of Flood-Dragon Four was the mythical beast “Six-Clawed Ghost Dragon.”
Roc Six was descended from the mythical beast “Giant Bird.”
Though they had little blood of mythical beasts, they were far superior to other savage beasts, and they could challenge human Saintly Beings.
“Flood Dragon Hollow Claw.”
“Golden Roc Strength.”
The two Palace-Keeping Beast Guardians were using skills unique to their ancestry. A sea of holy Qi was gathered behind them, and in the middle of it raised up an illusory shadow of a giant black Six-Clawed Ghost Dragon and a Giant Golden Bird.
“CLANG!”
“CLANG!”
The man and the two beasts exchanged a number of movements to attack each other.
At last, Flood-Dragon Four and Roc Six broke Qin Yufan’s defensives, and they struck Qin Yufan miles away. Eventually, he dropped to the ground with a thump and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Qi Yufan hit the ground at the foot of Scroll Mountain, making a large crater on the ground and splashing dust up in the air.
His robe had been dyed red with his blood and dozens of bones were broken. He failed to get to his feet after several abortive attempts.
An indomitable God’s favored son was laid down like this.
Flood-Dragon Four stood in the middle of Scroll Mountain and wiped at the blood stains on his body, snorting. “The Divine Son ordered that this is the sphere of influence of the Yin and Yang Sect, and that we should give them some respect. So today, I might as well spare your life. You will not be so lucky if I meet you somewhere else.”
Scroll Mountain echoed with the provocative voice of Flood-Dragon Four.
“SWOOSH!”
Zhang Ruochen appeared by the side of the crater in a flash. He helped Qin Yufan to his feet and gave him a pill to heal his wounds.
In a moment, Qin Yufan gradually opened his eyes, but his face remained white. Seeing Lin Yue, he clutched his wrists tightly, with a greater force than he thought he could muster from his weak body. He gritted his teeth and said, “The Demonic Sect is going too far. Junior Fellow Apprentice Lin Yue, you must give them a lesson on behalf of the Yin and Yang Sect.”
Then, he went lethargic again.