But! He simply couldn't believe that Yang Feng, who was only at the Xuan rank, had the strength to break into the Yang family in Yanjing and even kill so many people from the Yanlong Sect.
"Boss, what are you thinking about?" At this moment, Long Fu walked in from outside, looked at Ye Aotian's cold back, and smiled slightly.
"It's nothing, just thinking about an opponent I once had," Ye Aotian glanced back and replied casually.
Upon hearing this, Long Fu had just sat down on the sofa when he suddenly sprang up as if by reflex, shouting:
"Damn! You have no rivals in this world?"
"Yes, but it's just him alone. The others are really boring. Oh! By the way, the target we're hunting is called Yang Feng. He's quite strong, and he reminds me of myself back then. If given time, he might have a chance to become my opponent."
Ye Aotian nodded slightly, gazing at the cotton-like white clouds on the horizon. The mention of Yang Feng reminded him of his former lover, and that last photograph…
A long-lost sense of loneliness flashed deep in his eyes...
I've gained everything, enjoyed all the riches and honors, but lost you. What good are all of that now?!
That's why he accepted the last mission to kill Yang Feng. After that, he would stay in his homeland of China forever, living in seclusion in the city and slowly spending the rest of his life there.
But he saw her face again, and perhaps it was fate. So, he decided to first find out where Yang Feng was, and then ask him what his relationship with that girl was.
Who exactly is she?
Is she his lover...?
"By the way, boss, I've recently hit a bottleneck in my cultivation, stuck at the peak of the Profound Rank. Could you give me some experience so I can break through this realm quickly?"
Long Fu asked.
“Cultivation is something that cannot be rushed; it must be done slowly. If you really want to break through quickly, you can go into battle and spar with martial artists of the same level. This can help you break through,” Ye Aotian replied after regaining his senses.
"No way, a battle against someone of the same level? You're not asking me to go fight them in those sects in China, are you? I'm afraid I'll just die there!"
Long Fu's lips twitched, and after a moment of speechless silence, he replied.
Ye Aotian turned his head, glanced at him, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. He said, "With me here, you won't die so quickly. Don't worry."
"Yes, yes, I know you're amazing, boss! By the way, boss, you're already at the peak of the Earth Rank, right? Is it possible to break through to that next level? I still want you to take me flying in the sky!"
Long Fu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he spoke.
That's right. Above the Earth Rank, the Heaven Rank has the ability to fly like an immortal. However, flying through the air will quickly consume the energy in the body, but flying on a sword will reduce it by a lot.
"Soon, just one opportunity and I can break through to the Heavenly Rank!" Ye Aotian replied, his eyes gleaming.
………
Flame Dragon Gate!
At this moment, in the vast plaza of the Flame Dragon Sect, all the disciples, numbering over a thousand, were gathered, all wearing the disciple robes of the Flame Dragon Sect.
Sect Master Yanlong and several elders stood in front of the disciples.
The atmosphere was extremely heavy!
Because a cold, indifferent figure appeared faintly in the distance.
The next moment, a figure shot over like a cannonball...
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 294 The Intent to Slaughter!
"thump……"
A figure crashed heavily in front of the disciples. The person was in a terrible state, bleeding profusely, and barely breathing. It was estimated that he would die soon!
"Ling Tian!"
Upon seeing the person clearly, Yan Longzhi's pupils constricted sharply, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.
The elders and disciples behind them were all stunned, and then their eyes revealed deep surprise.
"Master... your disciple is useless and has disgraced you..."
As soon as Yang Lingtian finished speaking, his gaze went unfocused, his breathing suddenly stopped, and his heart stopped beating.
Fallen!
"Tian'er, Tian'er..." Yan Longzhi held Yang Lingtian tightly with both hands as he grew colder, calling out to him repeatedly. His trembling hands frantically took out a healing pill from his robe and stuffed it into Yang Lingtian's mouth.
That's right, these are pills from the Alchemy Hall.
However, it had no effect whatsoever; the person was already dead, and their soul had been scattered, so no amount of rescue could bring them back to life.
His eyes turned bloodshot, and blood vessels bulged out, as if they were about to overflow.
This was his most prized disciple, his only disciple, a gifted individual with a physique unmatched by ordinary people, yet he had died right before his eyes, and he was powerless to stop it.
"Garbage pills! What garbage!"
Yan Longzhi's face was ashen, as black as charcoal. Seeing that Yang Lingtian still didn't react at all, his heart was filled with anger and pain.
"Ahhh!!"
Yan Longzhi refused to let go, roared to the sky, and his aura suddenly burst forth, causing the disciples and elders behind him to retreat involuntarily, because the aura of a Grandmaster of the Earth Rank was too terrifying.