Chapter 135: Murong Yi
"Make way, or die!"
Dance Qingxue did not respond. She controlled the Gravity Gold Mountain, strolling forward, ignoring the three people.
The expressions of the three turned gloomy. One of them spoke with restrained anger, "Are you two really going to oppose the Dan Saint's Palace? If you disturb my young master, provoke a war, do you know if you can bear the consequences?"
The Dan Saint's Palace was one of the rulers of the Abyssal Shadow Territory, and even in the entire Nine Abyss, those daring to challenge them head-on were not many.
Even if these two came from some force, with such audacity, did they know the power behind them?
Moreover, this was the Abyssal Shadow Territory, the Dan Saint's Palace. How could they retreat because of two unknown individuals?
Otherwise, where would their face be?
"Give you one last chance, make way, or die."
Dance Qingxue's speed didn't decrease. The Gravity Gold Mountain unfolded to its peak, truly like a mountain, exuding a terrifying crushing aura, as if it could shatter the earth, frightening everyone.
The three also felt the intimidation of this Gravity Gold Mountain. As people from the Dan Saint's Palace, they were naturally familiar with the power of artifacts. They knew this was a peak imperial-grade mysterious weapon, something they couldn't resist.
It was precisely because of this that they showed some restraint, engaging in polite conversation instead of attacking again.
"Two, don't..."
One of them wanted to intimidate, but Ye Chen spoke.
"Kill!"
A simple word without any fluctuations, very decisive.
Time was limited, and he didn't want to waste too much time on these ants. If they refused to make way, killing them was the only option.
Dance Qingxue didn't hesitate. The Gravity Gold Mountain descended from the sky, carrying a surging and crushing force that shook the space with continuous shattering sounds, crushing everything.
The terrifying sound was like thunder, and the three warriors retreated at the first moment. However, two of them were a bit slower and were directly crushed. The other one, not daring to hesitate, fled in terror, leaving behind a harsh remark.
"Daring to kill the people of the Dan Saint's Palace, you will undoubtedly die."
For such rhetoric, Ye Chen didn't care at all. He just headed towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in a hurry, leaving behind a crowd of stunned onlookers.
"Heavens, did they really break through and kill people from the Dan Saint's Palace?"
"They actually dare to do such a thing!"
"They are really bold!"
"It seems these two also have a background; otherwise, they wouldn't be so arrogant."
"Murong Yi is ahead; I wonder what kind of sparks will fly in this clash?"
After a short silence, the crowd erupted into a commotion, following up to witness how this confrontation would end.
On one side was the young master of the Dan Saint's Palace.
On the other side were two individuals who showed no fear and directly engaged in bloodshed.
Who would prevail over whom?
At the same time, dozens of miles away in the front.
A vast area with flowing rivers and towering mountains was exceptionally serene.
At this moment, many warriors stood on the periphery, completely sealing off the entire open space. Not even a mosquito could fly in.
In the depths of this area, two figures were leisurely strolling.
The man was dressed in black, with a handsome face exuding a clean and sharp aura.
The woman wore a blue dress, with a slender figure and exquisite features. Her delicate face seemed to have received the favor of heaven, captivating and beautiful.
These two were none other than Murong Yi and Mo Qingqing.
"Qingqing, rest assured. Before I came, my grandfather repeatedly instructed me to save your grandfather. If I can't do it, he will personally intervene." Murong Yi's voice was clear, elegant, and composed.
Mo Qingqing looked somewhat weary, but upon hearing Murong Yi's words, her worried expression eased a bit, revealing a faint smile.
"Thank you, Young Master Murong."
"No need to be polite. Between you and me, our marriage has long been arranged. Your grandfather is my grandfather. How could I not do my best?" Murong Yi said with a calm smile, still maintaining his refined and gentle demeanor.
Mo Qingqing didn't respond but changed the subject.
"Have you heard about what's happening in the Lower Three Abyss?"
A glint of something flashed in Murong Yi's eyes, but it quickly returned to normal, and he smiled, "Of course, I've heard, but it's just some rumors."
Mo Qingqing asked, "Do you think it's just a rumor?"
Murong Yi shook his head and smiled, "It's said that this Ye Wuji is not even seventeen yet. He first destroyed the North Cold, then exterminated all the elites of the Purple Heaven Sect and Golden Cicada Sect, single-handedly dominating the Lower Three Abyss. Do you find it believable?"
A bitter smile crossed Mo Qingqing's face.
To be honest, she didn't believe it either.
Not yet seventeen, even if he was a monstrous genius, how powerful could he be?
Peerless among peers was already enough to be famous throughout the Nine Abyss. Furthermore, to be a supernatural genius capable of exterminating three sects, if it were true, why hadn't it been heard of before?
The news from the Lower Three Abyss was undoubtedly just rumors.
In the Nine Abyss realm, there couldn't be such a monstrous existence. Even in the entire Canglan Continent, it was difficult to find such a genius among geniuses.
It seemed that the conflict between the three sects in the Lower Three Abyss had given rise to rumors.
Just at this moment, a figure rushed over, causing Murong Yi to look sideways, revealing an unpleasant expression.
Didn't they see him walking and talking with Mo Qingqing?
Someone actually dared to disturb him?
"Young Master."
The warrior knelt down, extremely respectful.
"What is it?" Murong Yi asked calmly, but his tone was chilly, indicating that he was already displeased. If it wasn't something significant, whoever dared to disturb him would not be let off lightly.
"The perimeter has been breached, and someone is rushing towards us." The man responded cautiously.
The moment these words were spoken, Murong Yi's expression instantly turned cold and terrifying. The person delivering the news trembled, fearing the wrath of the young master.
"Why are you still kneeling?" Murong Yi coldly scolded.
"I understand. I will go and capture them. Young Master, you will handle them personally." The man hastily got up, accompanied by several eighth-level Imperial Martial Arts warriors, soaring into the sky like a storm.
Only then did Murong Yi conceal his cold intent and continued to converse with Mo Qingqing.
This time, he brought an elite group of people. No matter who dared to trespass, they would die.
"I heard that the Alchemy Hall has been searching for medicinal herbs recently. I wonder why." Murong Yi spoke gently.
The people from the Alchemy Hall had contact with them at the Dan Saint's Palace. They offered conditions that were too tempting, and the main hall even accepted them at a hundred times the price.
"If one could become the direct disciple of the Chief of the Pill Refining Hall, any power, even if it's just a small family, would immediately rise in prominence and join the ranks of the top powers in the Canglan Continent.
Unfortunately, what the Pill Refining Hall seeks is not something easily found.
Even the Pill Sage Palace can only watch as this opportunity slips away.
Not just them, but all powers on the continent can only watch as the opportunity slips away.
Mo Qingqing's brows flickered slightly, but quickly returned to normal.
As the grandchild of the sect master, she naturally knew some secrets, but dared not show any hint of it, at least not before the representatives from the Pill Refining Hall arrived. Otherwise, the Wan Dao Sword Sect might face immediate attacks and be in danger.
At this moment, not far away, there were bursts of rumbling, and the aftermath of the battle had already reached within ten miles, causing Mu Rongyi's expression to darken further, like the sky before a storm, gloomy and terrifying.
"Claws Piercing the Sky!"
Mu Rongyi coldly shouted.
Instantly, a martial artist at the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Imperial Realm shot out from the sky. His imposing aura was so strong that he could almost rival Snow Cloud Sail of the Northern Cold Palace, and he could even challenge the last place on the Imperial List."