Chapter 229 Master Huang Long appears

Tian Yunzi seized the opportunity to throw out the Tianyun Banner, shrouding the entire sky in dark incantations, seemingly wanting to directly eliminate Lin Che on the spot.

Sword Revered Ling Tianhou even conjured his innate immortal sword, with seventy-two sword lights forming a killing array, trapping Lin Che and the others tightly.

"It seems I really have to go all out now."

Hu Juan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the hairpin in her hand shone brightly as she and Wang Wei attacked simultaneously.

Two streams of light intertwined in the air, transforming into a brilliant galaxy. Wherever it passed, the ink-colored sword qi was annihilated, and the incantations crumbled inch by inch.

Lin Che seized the opportunity, and the Silver Dragon Magic Spear, imbued with Nirvana Fire and the Black Dragon phantom, fiercely struck the weakest point of the sword array.

"Break for me!"

With a loud bang, the sword array collapsed, and the residual sword qi ploughed dozens of deep ravines into the ground.

Seeing this, Tian Yunzi finally showed a solemn expression, apparently somewhat wary of Wang Wei and Hu Juan.

In order to obtain Lin Che, a trace of undetectable coldness flashed in Tian Yunzi's eyes as he formed a hand seal and chanted an obscure incantation.

In an instant, the sky became overcast with dark clouds, and countless purple lightning snakes coiled within the clouds, an overwhelming pressure that seemed to destroy the world surged forth.

"Oh no! It's the Heavenly Punishment Array!"

Wang Wei's expression changed drastically. He and Hu Juan quickly activated their Top-Grade Space Treasure with full power. The琉璃 barrier's light surged, but it also rippled under the impact of the lightning snakes.

Lin Che looked at the lightning tribulation about to descend from the sky and suddenly poured all his power into the Silver Dragon Magic Spear, preparing to unleash his strongest move.

The Black Dragon phantom roared to the sky, its body actually breaking through a hundred zhang, its dragon claws tearing through the clouds, colliding with the purple lightning snakes with a thunderous crash.

For a moment, lightning flashed and thunder roared between heaven and earth, and an energy storm swept across a thousand li.

Amidst this chaos, Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai secretly conjured a dark red magic treasure, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes. He even intended to take everyone's lives amidst the confusion and monopolize all the Top-Grade Space Treasures!

"Scram!"

As a cold voice suddenly resounded from the sky, Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai violently spat out a mouthful of crimson blood and instantly collapsed to the ground.

Even Tian Yunzi and Ling Tianhou, among others, directly prostrated themselves on the ground, raising their heads with unimaginable effort to look at the sky.

"Mere Sword Revered Ling Tianhou, Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai, with just you, you dare to harm my disciple? Get lost!"

A low voice suddenly rang out, as if exploding in the air. The voice was not loud, but the霸气 it contained made everyone's body tremble involuntarily.

This person wore a moon-white robe, its hem swaying gently in the wind, with a layer of ethereal immortal charm seemingly lingering around him.

His face was round, his skin fair with a faint luster, showing no trace of age.

His eyes were long and bright, with wisdom accumulated over years hidden deep within them, as if he could perceive all things in the world with a glance.

His eyebrows were thick and neat, like two unfurling willow leaves, adding a touch of gentle elegance to him.

His neatly tied white hair was smooth like a waterfall, every strand seemingly containing endless immortal power. The white jade hairpin holding his hair was crystal clear, emitting a soft glow.

His posture was tall and straight, his figure not particularly lofty yet his aura was powerful. Every gesture naturally exuded the majesty of a superior, and though he wore a slight smile, he made people feel an involuntary reverence when approaching him, as if facing an ancient mighty one who controlled the rules of heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Lin Che's face instantly filled with surprise: "Master!"

That's right, the person who arrived was none other than the fifth generation Vermillion Bird Holy Emperor of the Vermillion Bird Holy Sect, Huanglong Zhenren!

Huanglong Zhenren stood with one hand behind his back, burning this corner of the world like a blazing sun, making everyone feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Sword Revered Ling Tianhou was shocked in his heart: "This energy… this person's strength is in the Five Signs of the Celestial Decay!"

"No wonder Lin Che has a Top-Grade Space Treasure. So he has a master in the Celestial Human Realm. Today, I'm afraid I'm truly doomed to die here."

Huanglong Zhenren appeared in mid-air, hands behind his back, and said indifferently, "You also want to kill my disciple?"

Sword Revered Ling Tianhou hastily kowtowed again, fearing to offend the powerful figure before him: "Junior Ling Tianhou greets Senior!"

"Juniors Tian Mozi, Tian Yunzi, Wang Wei, Hu Juan, greet Senior!"

Huanglong Zhenren nodded slightly, then looked at Lin Che and smiled, "Lin Che, we meet again. I didn't expect that in a few hundred years, you would have already reached such a realm."

Lin Che cupped his hands and bowed towards Huanglong Zhenren: "Disciple Lin Che greets Master!"

Huanglong Zhenren stroked his beard, turned around with a smile, and then pointed at Ling Tianhou and the others, saying, "Lin Che, how do you plan to deal with these people?"

Lin Che looked coldly at Ling Tianhou and the others before him, and said indifferently, "Leave these fellows to your disciple. When your disciple breaks through to the Pure Nirvana stage, he will personally eliminate them all."

The God-Slaying System was like this; if one wanted to improve their strength, they had to personally kill them. Moreover, the Huanglong Zhenren before him should be a phantom body.

Presumably, the energy generated by the painting in the valley had arrived here; otherwise, with his understanding of his master, Huanglong Zhenren, his true body would not be able to come here directly.

Huanglong Zhenren stood with his hands behind his back, his body exuding a tangible immortal charm, and his gaze, sweeping over the crowd, seemed to pierce through their souls.

A faint smile played on his lips, but his voice was as cold as ice: "Today, seeing that no major mistakes have been made, all of you, scram."

Tian Yunzi's pupils constricted, and the veins on his hand gripping the Tianyun Banner bulged, but facing that gaze imbued with heavenly might, a sweet and metallic taste surged in his throat, and he ultimately dared not act presumptuously.

Sword Revered Ling Tianhou's face was ashen, his innate immortal sword hummed, but when met with Huanglong Zhenren's indifferent gaze, he forcefully sheathed his sword, and cold sweat trickled down his sword-like brows.

"Senior! Lin Che killed my sect's disciples…"

Ling Tianhou gritted his teeth, wanting to argue, but Huanglong Zhenren raised a hand to interrupt him.

An invisible wave of energy exploded, making everyone's eardrums ache, "Dare to make any more noise, and it won't be as simple as just 'scramming'."

Huanglong Zhenren's white hair moved without wind, and the white jade hairpin gleamed with a cold light. He spoke coldly, "Within three breaths, disappear from this Venerable One's sight."

Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai clutched his injured chest, scrambling backward, his eyes filled with unwillingness and fear.

Tian Yunzi gave Lin Che a deep look, flicked his sleeve, and hurried away, taking Tian Mozi with him.

Sword Revered Ling Tianhou stomped his foot fiercely, then soared into the sky on his sword. Before leaving, he didn't forget to throw down a harsh remark: "Lin Che, it's not a gentleman who doesn't avenge this grudge!"

Huanglong Zhenren watched the retreating figures of the group, letting out a soft scoff. When he turned to Lin Che, his eyes were filled with warmth: "Lin Che, are you injured?"

Lin Che's heart warmed, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Huanglong Zhenren condense a golden light on his fingertip and gently tap it on Lin Che's forehead.

"These clowns are not to be feared. It's not too late to settle accounts once your strength is stable."