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Chapter 175 An Unexpected Joy?
Just as the prodigies were vying for the five great inheritances, Zhang Yun's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
He finally figured out what that familiar feeling was when he stepped into the cave.
When facing the system holder in the inner world, and when probing the spiritual stones of Flower Fruit Mountain in the Journey to the West world, this kind of aura is faintly present.
Even though it was very faint, with Zhang Yun's extremely keen mental perception, he could vaguely sense it when he got close.
Killing intent!
A sharp killing intent flashed in Zhang Yun's dark eyes.
His gaze seemed to pierce through the chaotic battlefield of the prodigies, fixing directly on the cave wall in front of him.
Following Zhang Yun's gaze, a strange light flashed in Ye Qianzhi's beautiful eyes.
There seems to be something there.
"So many years have passed, countless years have gone by, yet someone has managed to discover my existence without me showing myself."
Just then, an old and ethereal voice came, and a phantom, almost transparent figure of an old man in a gray robe suddenly appeared.
He simply stood there, yet he gave off an aura of supreme power. However, his eyes were deathly gray, radiating a faint aura of death, yet they were exceptionally powerful, as if a single glance could pierce through the bodies of every prodigy present.
With a flick of his wrist, he stirred up a gentle breeze that seemed utterly powerless. Yet, after the light breeze passed by, most of the fiercely battling prodigies present were sent flying, bleeding profusely, their screams filled with agony. In the blink of an eye, they were taken from their lives.
The reaction was extremely fast, and the few remaining prodigies were terrified and shaken to their core.
Even though the gray-robed old man was just an illusory figure, he exuded an aura of majesty that was ingrained in one's very bones, as if he were the overlord of the world, possessing supreme divine power, which made the geniuses who had not yet won the inheritance dare not make any rash moves for a moment.
"The waste is eliminated. Those who are still alive, continue to compete for the inheritance." A calm voice came from the gray-robed elder, whose arrogant gaze slowly fell on Zhang Yun: "Young man, you didn't even try to compete for the master's inheritance?"
The gray-robed old man seemed to have no idea why Zhang Yun and Ye Qianzhi looked at each other with such indifferent eyes.
"Such a low-quality inheritance is better off without."
Zhang Yun's attitude was not as respectful as the gray-robed elder had imagined; on the contrary, it was quite impolite, as if there was some kind of grudge between them.
"Inferior inheritance?"
The gray-robed old man's eyes were like torches, revealing a deathly sharpness that made people tremble with fear, as if it could devour people's souls. At the same time, a terrifying aura of pressure rushed towards Zhang Yun, making Ye Qianzhi feel breathless for a moment.
"How dare you call the Lord's legacy despicable!"
The gray-robed old man was furious, as if he wanted to kill Zhang Yun on the spot.
Despite the onslaught of deathly aura, Zhang Yun remained unfazed, extending his right palm and drawing a circle in front of him.
Instantly, pure light shone brightly within the cave, domineeringly dispelling the dark and eerie aura of death in an instant. Its pure and flawless aura was like the embodiment of light, causing the geniuses who dared not make a move to show expressions of astonishment.
Before this, they all knew that Zhang Yun's strength must be extremely strong, but they did not expect that he was so strong that he could be on par with the gray-robed old man.
You should know that just now, the gray-robed old man casually waved his hand and instantly killed many of the geniuses present!
“You…” The gray-robed old man frowned slightly. This white-robed youth, who looked no different from the others, actually possessed light-based abilities, and was even slightly no weaker than him, which made him somewhat suspicious.
This doesn't seem like the kind of extraordinary talent that a small holy sect could cultivate.
Even so, the gray-robed old man's eyes remained extremely sharp and terrifying.
"With your talent, you shouldn't give up the legacy."
The gray-robed elder softened his attitude towards Zhang Yun, willing to give him another chance because of Zhang Yun's exceptional talent.
“There’s no need for that,” Zhang Yun replied coldly, taking a steady step forward.
In an instant, an ancient bell exuding an aura of vicissitudes appeared above Zhang Yun's head, emitting a deafening roar.
The sound of the bell echoed in the air, causing the gray-robed old man's expression to freeze for a moment. Then his expression changed drastically, because he was actually affected. His illusory figure began to tremble, and he immediately showed a painful expression.
The ancient bell that Zhang Yun summoned possessed extremely strange power, as if it were specifically designed to deal with souls, seemingly capable of slaying spirits and piercing souls!
The Soul-Suppressing Ancient Bell vibrated continuously, emanating a mysterious aura, as if it contained boundless and terrifying killing power. This caused the gray-robed old man to suffer even more pain, and he could no longer control his screams, becoming increasingly miserable and powerless to fight back!
The effect of the Soul-Suppressing Ancient Bell was somewhat beyond Zhang Yun's expectations; its soul-destroying power was surprisingly strong.
However, he was not careless. While suppressing the gray-robed old man, a Soul-Suppressing Gu appeared in his palm, complementing the Soul-Suppressing Ancient Bell.
Clearly, his goal was not to completely kill the gray-robed old man, but to absorb him into the Soul-Suppressing Gu.
The gray-robed old man is very likely connected to some kind of system within his inner world.
The various system holders within the body do not possess much information, at least they are unaware of the system's installer and purpose.
But the gray-robed old man was clearly different from the system holder.
At least from what he said, we can know that there is a superior figure above him.
Therefore, the gray-robed old man cannot die; he must possess some useful information.
Perhaps we can follow the clues from the gray-robed old man and uncover the mastermind behind it all!
"You..." The gray-robed old man exuded endless dark death energy as he struggled against the Soul-Suppressing Ancient Bell. This temporarily eased his condition. At this moment, his eyes flashed with sharpness, and his fierce and terrifying gaze was fixed on Zhang Yun, as if trying to see through him.
"Understood!"