Chapter 35: The Envoy of Youlu (Part 1)

  "Ah, big brother..." Little Xian Shuang stared at Ye Chen with wide eyes, opening her small mouth but unable to speak, clearly frightened by Ye Chen's sudden change.

  "Roar!"

  Ye Chen's muscles bulged, emitting a low growl that shook the dilapidated houses. His eyes flashed with fierce light as he strode towards the black-robed man.

  "Roar!"

  Both of them were almost frenzied, their massive bodies colliding with each other, fists clashing, and using brute force to overwhelm. Under the Crazy Fist Technique, Ye Chen's strength increased by a factor of two, giving him an overwhelming absolute advantage over the black-robed man.

  Each fist weighed several tens of thousands of kilograms, hitting the black-robed man with a series of painful cries, constantly retreating, and his body was even more cracked open, with blood flowing horizontally.

  "What kind of person are you, and why have you come here!" Ye Chen struck out repeatedly, almost bursting the black-robed man.

  "Hmph, you dare to oppose us, the Youluo Temple? Even if you're a million times stronger, there's only one path for you - death!" The black-robed man sneered in a cold, muffled voice.

  "Fine, I'll let you die first!"

  Ye Chen raised his hand and punched the black-robed man's chest, sending him flying six or seven meters away. Before he even landed, Ye Chen rushed over, palm open, and slapped him with a loud crack, almost splitting his skull in two.

  The black-robed man flew out again, spitting out a mouthful of broken teeth and blood, but before he could get up from the ground, Ye Chen appeared in front of him once more. A large foot came down heavily, crushing his chest almost completely with a loud crack.

  "You're here for her, aren't you?" Ye Chen pointed at Xiao Xianfeng standing in the distance and said coldly.

  "Hmph..." The black-robed man sneered, showing no fear of death. In a low, ominous tone, he said: "Whether it's you or that little girl, neither of you can escape your fate. Our Youluo Temple will eventually capture her and turn you into an undead puppet."

  Ye Chen's eyes flashed with cold light, too lazy to say more. For this kind of fool who still had a hard mouth before death, he kicked his head heavily with one foot.

  "Bang!"

  The man in black rolled out several meters away, and a good head suddenly burst like a broken watermelon, **exploded, and died miserably.

  Ye Chen got up and walked in front of Xiao Xianfeng, covering her eyes with his hands: "Xian'er, do you think big brother is cruel?"

  Xiao Xianfeng shook her head, reached out to brush away Ye Chen's hands covering her eyes, and gazed at the distant corpse with its skull shattered. There was no fear or disgust in her eyes as she said, "Big brother, that black-robed person is a bad egg, so big brother did the right thing."

  Ye Chen smiled, but was somewhat surprised by Xiao Xianfeng's reaction. He rubbed her hair and said, "Xian'er, we can't live here anymore. Tomorrow, your brother will take you and your mother to another place to live, okay?"

  "Hmm." Xiaoxian Frost nodded.

  "Go inside. I'll take you away at dawn." Ye Chen said, things having come to this point, he couldn't just abandon Little Fairy and her mother.

  Ye Chen pulled Xiao Xianfeng just as they reached the door, a dark and icy aura suddenly emerged, enveloping the entire courtyard in an instant.

  "Go inside and don't come out!" Ye Chen pushed Xiaoxian Shuang into the broken house with a wave of his hand, while he himself quickly turned around, holding a large knife upright, coldly staring at the surroundings.

  The dark night sky, with an unparalleled dimness of light, was followed by a gust of cold wind that carried a gloomy atmosphere, making one shiver without being cold.

  Ye Chen's face was calm, but his heartstrings were already tightly strung. This aura brought him an undeniable pressure that made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.

  "Dead?" A hoarse voice rang out in the desolate night sky, so abrupt, like metal scraping, "Anyone who dares to move my Youluo Temple will surely regret coming into this world."

  Ye Chen gripped the large knife tightly, his eyes suddenly gazing in the direction of the sound. In the middle of the small courtyard, a black figure floated in mid-air, as if it had no weight at all.

  Another black-robed figure, but this one's aura is several times stronger than the previous one. A faint, dark mist floats around his body, enveloping him in an eerie shroud that makes him appear like a specter at first glance.

  Such a powerful cultivator, Ye Chen saw for the first time, his heart couldn't help but tense up, his muscles tightened, all his strength accumulated together, ready to burst out with the strongest blow at any moment.

  The black-robed man's gaze fell on Ye Chen, making him feel like he was falling into hell. The icy and desolate eyes seemed to be able to snatch away a person's soul.

  "A cultivator of the fleshly realm, not even worth a tiny ant, dares to provoke the dignity of my You Luo Temple?" The black-robed man's voice was devoid of any fluctuation, as if it came from a corpse's mouth. Suspended in mid-air, he gazed down and said, "Come forward voluntarily to receive You Luo's baptism, offer your soul to me, and become my undead puppet for eternity. This will mitigate your guilt."

  "What the, did your head get pinched by a door?!" Ye Chen's heart slightly stirred, his mouth curled up in a cold smile, and his eyes rolled slightly as he intentionally glanced outside the courtyard before refocusing on the black-robed figure in front of him. "Your words have insulted my intelligence, your crime is unforgivable. I, sir, shall grant you death. Go ahead and take your own life to atone for your sin."

  "You ignorant ant!" The black-robed man's voice was clearly emotionally agitated, apparently enraged by Ye Chen. As his voice rang out, a dark aura suddenly enveloped him, transforming into a large, ink-black hand that descended from the sky and grabbed Ye Chen.

  Almost at the same time as the black giant solidified, Ye Chen moved, his toes tapping fiercely on the ground, and he flew back several meters. The large knife in his hand gleamed with a snowy light, striking with all his might to slash and kill.

  Bang!

  The giant blade chopped down with great force, heavily slashing onto the black giant hand. The two collided and exploded in a loud crash, simultaneously transmitting a terrifying counter-shockwave. The knife body buzzed and trembled violently, Ye Chen only felt his arm go numb, instantly losing all sensation. The giant blade flew out with a "ding" sound, stuck upside down several meters away in the ground.

  "Pffft!"

  A large mouthful of blood spurted out, Ye Chen stumbled back more than a dozen steps, the blood and gas in his body churned, and his five organs were all displaced.

  "The struggles of the ants are insignificant, now offer your soul." The black-robed man's body suddenly moved forward in mid-air, and the hand hidden in the wide black robe stretched out, waving empty space, and a stream of black air shot out from his hand, forming a ribbon-like shape, like a black silk strip, coiling towards Ye Chen's body.

  Ye Chen was greatly shocked, constantly dodging, but the black air followed him like a shadow, no matter how he tried to shake it off. The black-robed figure stood still in mid-air, unmoving, savoring the sight of Ye Chen's desperate struggle.

  Ye Chen desperately dodged, several times almost being entwined by the black air, those few strands of black air emitted a breath that made him fearful, to the point where his soul was somewhat dazed, this black air really had the ability to intimidate people's souls.

  Ye Chen cursed inwardly, and now he had fallen into a desperate situation. If he was entwined by the black air, the consequences would be unthinkable.

  "It's the middle of the night, and you're still making a racket. Don't you have any sense of public decency? You've disturbed Master Tao's sweet dreams. The two of you are guilty of a grave sin."

  A voice suddenly sounded, coming from outside the small courtyard, as if it hadn't woken up yet, with a hint of drowsiness still mixed in.

  Ye Chen felt a sense of relief in his heart, that guy had finally appeared. Earlier, he had deliberately provoked the black-robed man because he had heard Yin Daoren's transmission, so he had done it on purpose to let Yin Daoren implement the assassination. However, the damned Daoist had walked away with a swagger, if he had known this would happen, why bother taking the risk?

  The man in black robes slightly trembled, a hint of surprise flashing across his face shrouded in black robes. Someone approached him without being detected, so the newcomer's strength was absolutely not to be underestimated.

  The man in black turned around and looked out of the courtyard, a Taoist wearing a gray robe with a yin-yang taiji diagram on his chest was slowly approaching, he too was walking on air, sleepy and dazed, yawning and stretching.

  "Two fellow Taoists, it's the middle of the night and you're not sleeping, but instead coming here to spar, your enthusiasm is truly thick." Yin Dao Ren glanced at Ye Chen who was rolling on the ground avoiding the soul-snatching black energy, stretched out his index finger and drew several strokes in the air. In a flash of light, a spiritual energy talisman appeared in mid-air, and with a soft "whooshing" sound, it flew towards Ye Chen.

  The Lingqi Dao symbol flew to the front of Ye Chen's body, lightly shook, and suddenly exploded. The several black auras let out a hissing sound, as if they were being burned by fierce flames, emitting a few wisps of dark smoke, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

  "You'd better not interfere with the affairs of our Youluo Temple." The black-robed man stared intently at Yin Dao Ren, his dark and gloomy eyes gleaming like two clusters of ghostly fire.

  "Hahaha!" Yin Daoren burst out laughing, looking at the black-robed man and saying: "Youluo Temple, I've heard of it. I have a question for you, if you tell me, I'll let this matter go."

  The man in black twitched his facial muscles a few times, he didn't have the confidence to deal with the Taoist priest in front of him, took a deep breath and said coldly: "If it's not about something that concerns the secrets of this temple, I'll be happy to enlighten you, Daozhang."

  "Hmm..." Yin Daoren heard this and chuckled, rubbing his hands together, a sly look in his eyes, and asked with an expectant face: "What's your sister's cup size? What color are her panties?"

  The air within a hundred meters suddenly dropped, and in an instant it became extremely cold and desolate.

  "Are you looking for trouble?"

  The man in black was enraged, raised his hand and pointed, a black sharp thorn broke through the air and rushed straight to Yin Dao's throat. At the same time, another hand reached out, grabbed at the empty space, and a cluster of black gas condensed into sharp claws, which were about ten meters away from Yin Dao.

  "I'm relying on your sister's black wood ear, Master Dao. I was kind and intentional in discovering your sister's beauty. You didn't appreciate it, that's fine, but you actually dared to lay hands on Master Dao? Master Dao is very angry, the consequences will be severe."

  Yin Daoren narrowed his eyes, a smile on his face, unmoved by the black-robed man's attack. Just as the black spikes and sharp claws were about to reach him, he raised his hand in front of him and wiped it once. A flash of spiritual light appeared, and a spiritual force wall materialized in front of him.

  Two loud crashes, the black sharp thorn and sharp claw collided with the spiritual power wall, the spiritual power wall trembled slightly, a huge counter-shock force burst out, and the black sharp thorn and sharp claw exploded open with a loud crash.

  At the same time, Yin Daoren bent down and took off a smelly shoe, suddenly appearing in front of the black-robed man. With a loud crack, the sole of the shoe was fiercely printed on the face of the black-robed man, and the huge force directly pulled him from the air to the ground.

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