As those words drummed into Gu Fengâs ears, his legs grew soft and buckled down.
âYoung Noble, I, I, I made a momentarily mistake, itâs, itâs actually close to forty thousand years!â Gu Feng quivered.
âA momentary mistake?â Huang Xiaolong sneered.
Exactly at this moment, the sound of sharp whistling wind came from outside the hall. In a flicker, a group of people led by an old man in red robes and a head full of gray hair appeared in front of everyone in the hall.
âMister Luo Yun!â The look of despair, fear, and hopelessness on Gu Fengâs face vanished like the sun coming out behind the clouds the moment he saw the old man.
Gu Feng felt like he had just run a lap around deathâs door.
Needless to say, Luo Yun was a Xiantian realm expert.
Luo Yun was secretly relieved seeing that Yang Ying was unharmed when he arrived, âMiss, are you alright?â
âIâm fine.â Yang Yingâs heart calmed down as if she found her pillar of strength.
Gu Feng, who was kneeling in front of Huang Xiaolong, turned over in Luo Yunâs direction. Then he swiftly getting up to his feet, seeking safety at Luo Yunâs side, âMister Luo, you must save me.â
The Archaic Peak Appraisal Firm and Aowu Shop had always maintained a good business cooperation. In these hundred years, it was only due to Archaic Peak Appraisal Firmâs assistance that Aowu Shop was able to amass its amazing wealth.
Luo Yun nodded at him before turning to Huang Xiaolongâs group. But when he noticed the two giant puppets among the group, he paused for a second, revealing a contemplative expression.
In this short span of time, sounds of rushing wind continued to echo as Aowu Shopâs line-up of Elders arrived one after another.
This scene made Yang Ying and Gu Fengâs worries disappear completely.
Yang Ying said to Luo Yun, âMister Luo Yun, just now this lowly commoner insulted me with vulgar words, help me cut off his tongue as punishment!â Those beautiful eyes shone with anger as her finger pointed at Huang Xiaolong.
Luo Yun and all Aowu Shop Eldersâ attention focused on Huang Xiaolong. However, as if having Huang Xiaolongâs tongue cut off wasnât enough to vent Yang Yingâs anger, she added another sentence in a sharp voice: âThen dig out his eyes!â
Despite that, Luo Yun looked as if he didnât hear Yang Yingâs words, the contemplative expression remained on his face.
âMister Luo Yun!â Noticing that her words seemed to fell on deaf ears, Yang Ying increased her voice another notch.
This time, Luo Yun was pulled out from his thoughts.
Still, Luo Yun did not act upon Yang Yingâs request immediately. Organizing his thoughts, he said to Yang Ying, âMiss, I have already sent people to inform the Castellan. He will be arriving shortly, let us wait for the Castellan to decide on this matter.â
Yang Ying was stunned, half thinking that her ears must have heard wrong. As South Oblast City Castellan Manorâs Chief Steward, Luo Yun had always acted decisively and ruthlessly. In the past, if something similar to todayâs events happened, Luo Yun wouldâve made a move by now, annihilating the other side down to the very last one! But this time, Luo Yun dared not act?!
Dare not act?
But, before Yang Ying could speak again, Huang Xiaolongâs voice sounded: âKill them!â
The two giant puppets behind Huang Xiaolong moved. One cornered Luo Yun, while the other faced the entire group of Aowu Shop Elders.
Luo Yun was greatly shocked, the speed of the giant puppet was way faster than his reaction speed. The giant puppet had already raised its palm, striking Luo Yunâs chest.
âSpirit Ape Steps!â At the very last moment, Luo Yun was jolted to his senses. His body spun away, agile like a spirit ape, exerting all his effort to dodge the attack. At the same time, Luo Yunâs palm aimed at the giant puppetâs torso.
âDemon King Shaking Heaven Palm!â
The palm attack howled in the air, exuding a whelming demonic aura.
The Spirit Ape Steps was a movement technique that Luo Yun found in an ancient cultivation cave, a unique technique belonging to a God Realm master.
However, just as Luo Yun executed the beginning of his Spirit Ape Steps, a tyrannical power surged toward him as the giant puppetâs palm struck his chest. Simultaneously, Luo Yunâs palm landed on the giant puppetâs torso.
Two resounding blasts rang out in the air, followed by a tragic wail. The present people saw the mighty Castellan Manor Chief Steward Luo Yun fall from the air, akin to a broken kite, whereas the giant puppet merely wavered slightly, retreating two steps.
Yang Ying, the Archaic Peak Appraisal Firmâs Boss Gu Feng, and the others around watched as Luo Yunâs body flew passed them, crashing into the opposite side of the street. Luo Yunâs entire chest sunk in a gruesome manner as blood spurted out from his mouth uncontrollably.
Another scream resounded in the hall as another human figure was sent flying. From his robe, it was clear that person was one of Aowu Shopâs Elder. The strongest amongst these Aowu Shop Elder was merely peak late-Xiantian Tenth Order, how could they resist against a Tenth Order Saint realm puppetâs attack?
In front of Yang Ying, Gu Feng, and everyoneâs horrified eyes, these Aowu Shop Elders that rushed over were swiftly dealt with by the two giant puppets in a few breathsâ time.
Once again, the spacious hall fell into a restless silence.
A raspy voice broke the silence, coming from Luo Yun as he struggled to stand up, his eyes staring fixedly at the two giant puppets with undisguisable fear.
âMid-level Saint realm?!â His voice was shaky. That hit he took from the giant puppet definitely contained the power of a mid-level Saint realm expert.
He had spent the last few hundred years practicing the Spirit Ape Steps and enhancing his physical bodyâs defense. By now, it was much stronger than average experts on the same level, comparable to Second Order Saint realmâs physical toughness. Only Fourth Order Saint realm experts were capable of injuring him to this extent.
Fourth Order Saint realm! Yang Ying, Gu Feng, and the rest felt their minds hum staring at the giant puppets, dumbfounded.
In the next moment, a question struck them. If these two giants were that black-haired young manâs guards, then that black-haired young man...?!
Huang Xiaolong stood up at this time, approaching Luo Yun in slow unhurried stride. When he passed Yang Ying and Gu Feng, both of them stiffened in fear, not even a hair dared to move.
âWho are you really?â Seeing Huang Xiaolong coming at him, Luo Yun staggered back.
âWho I am is not important.â Huang Xiaolong shook his head. At the end of that sentence, he raised a finger. The Absolute Soul Finger shrouded with true essence fire burned a hole through the center of Luo Yunâs eyebrows.
Luo Yunâs eyes widened as if he never imagined that Huang Xiaolong would kill him, more precisely, would be able to kill him.
Vitality slipped away form Luo Yunâs body and he tumbled down heavily.
With a casual wave, Huang Xiaolong kept Luo Yunâs body and his spatial ring into the Linglong Treasure Pagoda. Knowing that the Poison Corpse Scarabs could evolve, he planned to put Luo Yunâs Saint realm corpse to good use.
Huang Xiaolong turned around, his attention on Yang Ying and Gu Feng.
âNo, donât kill me!â Yang Yingâs delicate face turned pallid, shaking her head as she pleaded in fear.
Huang Xiaolong raised a finger again, the force instantly penetrated Gu Fengâs temple. Blood splattered all over Yang Yingâs face. Watching Gu Fengâs body falling in her direction, her shrill scream rendered the hall.
âLetâs go.â Huang Xiaolong said to Zhao Shu, Zhang Fu, and Lilâ Tian.
Go? Zhao Shu and Zhang Fu were baffled. They assumed that Huang Xiaolongâs initial plan was to lure South Oblast Cityâs Castellan, Yang Liang, and the person behind him, Yang Qing over, then kill both of them once and for all. Why did Sovereign change his mind all of a sudden?
Despite their doubt, neither asked anything, merely complied with respect.
In a flicker, Huang Xiaolongâs group disappeared from view.
Not long after they left, the space in the Archaic Peak Appraisal Firm rippled violently as several dark silhouettes emerged from the void.
The new arrival was Yang Liang, and the backing behind him, White Phoenix Houseâs Grand Elder Yang Qing.
âYingâer!â The first thing Yang Liang saw was Yang Yingâs blood-drenched face, sending him into a fright. He reached Yang Yingâs side in an instant.
Whereas Yang Qing and several others spread out their spiritual sense, searching every inch of space in the proximity.
By now, Huang Xiaolongâs group had already left South Oblast City. A few hours after that, the group appeared above a small mountain range.