928 Before the Doors of the Misty Illusory Manor

As they watched the seven Saint Emperors disappearing into the distance, the black robed men finally stopped. As they exchanged a look with each other, they suddenly burst out in loud laughter. One person hugged his stomach and said with satisfaction, "After today's matter, I'm afraid the three Holy Lands and Misty Illusory Manor will become mortal enemies. Young Master's plan is truly sinister."

"It might not be that simple… After all, both sides still have higher level leaders controlling them. But although they might not reach a level of wanting to fight each other to the death, there will definitely be no possibilities of them having an alliance like before anymore!" Another person stoked his chin and said.

"Apart from that, those seven Saint Emperors from the Misty Illusory Manor are truly strong. They were in such an unfavorable position, and they still had to face the combined attacks from the 10 of us. To think that under our combined attack, they were actually able to break out successfully, even dealing heavy injuries to a few of our guys! The impressive name of the Misty Illusory Manor is indeed well deserved."

The black robed man who was speaking took off his mask and revealed a cold smile. If Cao Guo Feng could see this person now, he would certainly exclaim with shock: how could it be you?

This person was actually the Hurricane Swordsman Feng Juan Yun!

There was no need to talk about it; these were naturally Jun Mo Xie's people.

The entire ambush this time had all been a part of Jun Mo Xie's plan. For a Free and Natural Physique youngster to just drop out of the sky without any sinister trap following it was truly too suspicious. Who would believe such a good thing like a pie dropping out of the sky?

So Jun Mo Xie had meticulously arranged this ambush operation to justify the entire thing. Of course, it was mostly just an elaborate show. No matter what, it was necessary to go easy on them… If all seven Saint Emperors were killed… Jun Mo Xie wouldn't even have any tears to cry even if he wanted to cry…

"That's true… one must know that we have 11 Saint Emperors on our side ah!" The others also began to discuss with astonishment. One by one, they took off their masks. Who else were these people if not the same few who had been watching the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master?

At this time, the people from inside the cave also came out. Although there were quite a number of them, it did not make much of a difference in a battle between Saint Emperors. These people were all soldiers of the Heaven Destroyer and Spirit Devourer troops. The strongest among them were Fourth level Saints. Such a force was already exceedingly powerful. But against Saint Emperors like Cao Guo Feng… they were not too threatening. If they clashed together, they would only be gifting away their lives!

It was no wonder that they'd only been shouting madly at the back, not having intentions of charging forward…

That was simply too unrealistic…

"Alright, mission accomplished! Come, this daddy will treat everyone to a drink!" Solitary Eagle's voice rang out as he beckoned.

"Brat, how old are you? To think that you have the face to call yourself this daddy in front of us?!" This person was Saint Emperor Lu. He rolled his eyes and looked at Solitary Eagle, seemingly quite dissatisfied.

Solitary Eagle pursed his lips and swallowed, not daring to retort. This person who was addressing him as a 'brat' was an existence who'd lived for over a thousand years. As for himself, he was only 60, 70 years old. Calling himself 'this daddy' in front of him was no doubt a joke! On the other hand, it was completely reasonable for the other party to call him a brat!

"Little fellow, for your punishment, this daddy will use my true form to drink with you this time!" Saint Emperor Lu announced arrogantly. The other Tian Fa Saint Emperors also chorused their agreement as they rubbed their palms together excitedly, swearing to drink to their heart's content!

Solitary Eagle and Feng Juan Yun both exchanged a glance, completely speechless with disbelief. If these guys used their huge, original bodies, they likely would need at least several ten thousand jins of wine to feel drunk?

Solitary Eagle touched his slightly parched wallet as his lips twitched uncontrollably…

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Three days later.

"We're finally reaching. Once we crossed this mountain in front of us, we'll be at the front doors of the Misty Illusory Manor." Bai Qi Feng pointed with a relaxed face. Although the injuries he'd received previously were not light, but with a few days of recuperation, it was already nothing serious. The strong recuperative abilities of a Saint Emperor were still rather useful.

Ever since he'd led everyone out of the deadly situation while bearing a great amount of the pressure, Bai Qi Feng no longer felt as guilty. However, he still felt somewhat embarrassed in his heart. But the group did not bring the matter up at all, saving him quite a bit of awkwardness.

At this moment, Jun Mo Xie was being carried in the arms of another Saint Emperor and was still in an 'unconscious state'. Throughout the journey, he'd already been swapped around five, six times.

This kid's lifeforce was truly somewhat strong, causing the seven Saint Emperors to all feel quite surprised. Everytime they looked at him, he seemed like he would breath his last at any second. However, his lifeforce somehow managed to endure all the way stubbornly until now, maintaining the same half dead half alive state.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.novelhall.com for visiting.

It seemed like giving him Xuan Qi and not giving him Xuan Qi were the same thing. His situation did not improve, but it did not deteriorate either. At the start, the group was still exceedingly worried that this kid would just suddenly die once he couldn't endure anymore. But at this point, they were feeling much more relaxed…

From the looks of it, he was not going to die this time.

Jun Mo Xie had also been quite worried the past few days. F*ck, why are these fellows walking so slowly? Did you think lying down everyday is such an enjoyable matter? This brother's butt is almost going to drop off…

Finally, they were almost going to reach the entrance of the Misty Illusory Manor! Jun Mo Xie loose a sigh of relief, thinking that his ordeal was finally going to be over soon. Later on when the Illusory Manor's doctor tends to me, I will definitely give him lots of face for sure… Once the medicine is administered, I will immediately crawl up and thank him a thousand times…

Alas… Facts had proven many times that there were always many setbacks before success.

Just as the Saint Emperors were excitedly discussing their course of action after returning to the Misty Illusory Manor…

All of a sudden—

"The seven of you actually dare to dream about returning to the Misty Illusory Manor? This Young Master has been waiting here a very long time for you fellows!" A creepy voice rang out. "How would it be this easy for anyone who harmed this Young Master to get away? Where will this Young Master put my face if the people who hurt me can get away without paying a price?"

As soon as the icy voice rang out, a figure materialized soundlessly and without warning in front of everyone.

This person was dressed completely in black. He'd suddenly appeared like a malignant spirit, and although it was broad daylight right now, everyone felt a chill travel down their spines when they saw him.

This person had a head full of long black hair, divided in the center and reaching all the way to his waist. His body was tall and slim, and his legs were long and straight. Although he was standing right in front of everyone, no one could see what his true appearance was. Only that pair of cold and electric eyes shone with endlessly frigid killing intent. As his gaze swept through the group, everyone felt as if they'd angered a divine being!

He couldn't be matched!

No one was capable enough to match him!

This person who'd suddenly appeared was naturally the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master!

The moment this voice rang out, Jun Mo Xie cursed vehemently in his heart. Motherf*cking Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master! Couldn't you have looked for trouble some other time? Why must you come out at the most critical juncture? If you spoil my plan, this Young Master will grind you into dust!

When Cao Guo Feng and the others saw the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master this time, they had the feeling as if the latter had 'changed'. Although the previous Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master was also very ruthless and cruel, he didn't seem to be this scary!

The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master now like a living walking hell!

Unfathomable and boundless.

Without question, the injuries he'd received before were now completely healed! Including all the energy that had been sealed for so long, as well as all his external and injuries… He'd completely recovered!

The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master right now was undoubtedly at his peak strength!

Cao Guo Feng and the rest exchanged a glance as the same thought appeared in their hearts. But at the same time, a look of hopelessness appeared in all of their eyes.

The last time, the three Holy Lands, Heaven Saint Palace, and seven people from the Misty Illusory Manor had all ganged up to deal with the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master who'd just broken out of the seal, having only 20 to 30 percent of his strength left. In the end, the latter had completely routed their forces, killing and wounding numerous people, before leaving with heavy injuries!

At this time, there were only these seven Saint Emperors left among the initial 20 something Saint Emperors at that time! The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master in front of them was also at his full strength this time! How were they supposed to fight this battle?!

Cao Guo Feng's face was as pale as the color of ash. Stepping out, he said in a light manner, "Since Brother Fourteenth is here to collect the debts, us debtors will naturally not run away. How do you wish to settle this debt? Us people of the pugilistic world are destined to sooner or later die by the blade. The seven of us have been prepared for this day a long time ago! To be able to die in the hands of the famed Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master is no doubt better than dying on quilted mattresses of old age and sickness! Come!"

The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master smiled strangely and said, "Did you think that this act of looking death calmly in the face, fully embracing and not fearing for your life would cause this Young Master to appreciate your heroism and thus let you off? Let me tell you, whether you knelt down and begged today, or if you fought bravely with your lives, or if you tried employing schemes to get away, the results would still be the same! Today, no one can save the seven of you!"

He stared sternly with his eyes as he continued, "Today, this Young Master is intent on slaughtering the seven of you!"

Everyone's faces were instantly filled with rage. No matter what, all of them here were Saint Emperor level experts. How would they be willing to suffer such humiliation? Losing their lives was one thing, but this abuse was too much!

The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master snorted coldly and drifted forward expressionlessly…

Just at this time, a faint voice that sounded like a mosquito's buzzing surged into his ears. "… Holy f*ck, can you please not toy with me like this… It wasn't easy for me to trick them to take me into the Misty Illusory Manor, and you're here to mess things up for me. Do we have such a great enmity between us?"

Hearing this, the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master instantly froze! His eyes slowly travelled down to the source of the voice and immediately saw Jun Mo Xie who was wrapped up tightly and delicately like a rice dumpling. In the moment, he could not help but chuckle bitterly in his heart!

Why the f*ck is it this kid again? Just how long does this Young Master need to continue repaying the favor owed to your old master and you ah… How utterly vexing…