C11

"Let's leave this place for now. If you don't want to return to the Wang Family, then come with me to the Black Heaven Martial Palace. Our Martial House is almost at the point of accepting disciples."

Wang Mohen agreed without thinking. Just as he was prepared to rush out with his hand on Ye Hongtian's arm, he realized that Ye Hongtian had already disappeared from his field of vision.

"How can Hong Tian's speed be so fast? Even when I was at the 1st Stage of Qi Cultivating Stage, his speed was still incomparable."

Wang Mo Hen was slightly shocked, then he laughed out loud and ran towards Ye Hong Tian, in an instant he was beside Ye Hong Tian.

"Haha, Hongtian, your speed is quite good, but you are still far from being able to compare with me!"

Wang Mo Hen laughed, with one hand he grabbed Ye Hong Tian's arm and ran towards the exit.

Ye Hongtian had a bitter smile on his face. He just wanted to know how big of a difference there was between himself and a half-step Void Essence. However, he did not expect to be caught by Wang Mo Hen in an instant.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, they arrived at the mud-puppet palace. There was already no one there, the old man in black had not dried his blood stains, and there were also several new blood stains beside them. It was clear that after they had left, someone had taken the black-robed old man's Cosmic Bag and died here.

"These people are really overestimating themselves. Even I am extremely wary of these clay puppets, yet they actually want the Heaven and Earth Pouch that fell into this puppet array."

Wang Mo Hen looked at the blood stains on the ground, his eyes filled with disdain.

Ye Hongtian shrugged his shoulders and released his nether fire Qi. He walked to the center of the hall at a leisurely pace and picked up the few Cosmic Bag on the floor, then walked towards the cave entrance.

Along the way, he counted the items in a few of the Cosmic Bag's contents. Ye Hongtian let out a sigh of regret.

Amongst these Cosmic Bags, the most valuable one was the black-robed old man's Cosmic Bag. There were 100 medium-grade Source Stones and a high-grade human-step short sword. The rest of the Cosmic Bags only had low-grade Source Stones and silver notes.

Ye Hongtian packed all the useful things into one Cosmic Bag and used the Hellfire to get ready to leave the cave.

Suddenly, Wang Mo Hen stopped a few feet away from the cave entrance and stared ahead with a serious expression.

Ye Hongtian stopped his steps and looked at Wang Mo Hen in confusion, then he followed Wang Mo Hen's gaze and his pupils shrank.

There was an eagle-nosed old man at the entrance of the cave staring at them with a sinister expression. His eyes were filled with killing intent.

Being stared at by the eagle-nosed old man, Ye Hongtian felt like he couldn't breathe. Luckily, the Underworld Fire Qi had been released to offset the aura.

"Hong Tian, this old man is one of the two Niyuan experts chasing after me. Wait for me to hold him back for a moment, then you can use this opportunity to return to the Profound Heaven Martial House. As long as you leave safely, I will be able to escape."

Wang Mohen took a step forward, protecting Ye Hongtian behind him, turned his head and spoke to Ye Hongtian.

Ye Hongtian's heart warmed as he nodded seriously. However, he did not plan to leave Wang Mo Hen alone to face the enemy.

Ye Hongtian's mind moved, the Heavenly Transformation appeared in his hand like a blade, he threw it into Wang Mo Hen's hand and said, "This is a peerless Divine Weapon called the Heavenly Transformation, it is my life weapon, I will borrow it first, it is much better than the one you have on your waist."

Wang Mo Hen took over the Sky Transformation skill and waved it a few times. His eyes flashed and he praised, "Good sword!"

The eagle-nosed old man saw that the two of them ignored him and started to chat with each other. His face turned gloomy as he thought that they were going to die anyway so he didn't want to interrupt them.

When he saw Ye Hongtian throw a treasured blade at Wang Mo Hen, he finally could not hold it in and impatiently shouted, "Are you two done talking? Tell us how you want to die after that!"

The eagle-nosed old man pulled out a medium-grade earth-step treasure sword from his Cosmic Bag and faced it head on. The moment the two of them fought, the entire cave trembled, and they also realized that the cave might not be able to withstand the aftermath of their fight, so they both withdrew from the cave.

When they were outside, both of them let go of their hands and feet. Each time the shockwave of the battle would break a few trees around them. Watching the fight between the two, Ye Hongtian had gained a lot.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Wang Mo Hen was sent flying by the eagle-nosed old man, and landed right beside Ye Hongtian. The blood in his body was boiling, and when he turned around, he realized that Ye Hongtian had not left yet, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were bloodshot. "Why?!"

Ye Hongtian did not care about Wang Mo Hen, he stared at the eagle-nosed old man with hesitation in his eyes, no one knew what he was thinking.

"Brother Mo Hen, the voice that you are hearing right now is that I have used my soul force to send a true essence sound transmission to your mind. Do as I say, I have absolute confidence that I can kill this hawk-nosed old man. We'll do this, this, this …"

Wang Mohen wanted to remind Ye Hongtian again, but a voice suddenly sounded out in his mind. He looked at Ye Hongtian in shock, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Wang Mo Hen bit the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up. He stared at Ye Hong Tian with a serious expression and nodded his head, then he raised his blade and chopped at the eagle-nosed old man.

"Blood Extinguishing Slash!"

When the eagle-nosed old man saw that Wang Mo Hen had immediately used his strongest move, he was immediately startled and immediately raised his hand to parry.

Just as he raised the sword in his hand, a sharp pain suddenly came from his head, causing his hands to move. In the blink of an eye, Wang Mohen's saber had already come slashing down, the eagle-nosed old man biting the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to awaken to the side.

Ah!

This was the first time he was injured since the battle, and every time he was injured, it was because of the price of one of his arms. If not for the fact that he bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to wake up from the soul pain, he would have been cut in half by Wang Mo Hen.

The eagle-nosed old man looked around and saw Ye Hongtian kneeling down on one knee, staring at him with a pale face, and Ye Hongtian's eyes were like a vortex that could take one's soul.

"Little bastard, I want you dead!"

The eagle-nosed old man roared with a twisted expression, his eyes were blood-red as he rushed towards Ye Hongtian.

"Your opponent is me!"

Wang Mohen had already returned to Ye Hongtian's side, protecting Ye Hongtian behind him as he calmly said.

The eagle-nosed old man wielded his sword with one hand and slashed at Wang Mohen, but Wang Mohen blocked the sword with his other hand.

"Hahahaha, Wang Mo Hen, let's see how long you can last."