CHAPTER 532: CHAPTER 529 MO WUSHEN RETURNS_1

Qin Feiyang glanced at the guards, then looked down at the crowd.

Some familiar faces entered his view.

Liu Yunfeng, Pei Sanshi, He Jiu, Su Wei, Yu Lan.

Besides these five, there were some others he had seen, but whose names he did not know.

Simultaneously, when these individuals saw Qin Feiyang and Fatty appear, deep fear and awe immediately filled their eyes.

In fact, many instinctively began to step back.

Am I really that frightening?

Qin Feiyang was quite exasperated. He turned his gaze to the mountain range behind the entrance, a trace of bewilderment in his eyes.

Is this the Inner Hall? But it doesn’t quite seem like it.

SWOOSH!

He swooped down and landed next to He Jiu.

Now, every move he made seemed to tug at everyone’s nerves.

Wherever he was, that’s where everyone’s gaze was fixed.

Those standing near He Jiu also immediately retreated in fear.

He Jiu tensely watched Qin Feiyang, cold sweat beading on his forehead, and said, "Senior Brother Ma San, what instructions do you have for me?"

Qin Feiyang chuckled. "I feel a connection with you, so I thought I’d have a chat."

Connection? Go to hell!

He Jiu’s face twitched, and he immediately began cursing inwardly.

But he showed no outward sign of this, instead fawningly replying, "If you have any questions, Senior Brother, just ask. I will answer truthfully."

"Where is this place?" Qin Feiyang asked, his voice so soft that only the two of them could hear. "Why is everyone gathered here?"

He Jiu blinked in surprise, looked strangely at Qin Feiyang, and whispered, "Senior Brother, you haven’t lost your memory, have you?"

A glint of cold light flashed in Qin Feiyang’s eyes.

He Jiu clearly sensed this cold glint, and a chill permeated his body and mind. He hastily replied, "This is the entrance to the Spirit Cloud Mountain Range. Everyone is gathered here on the orders of the Palace Master."

"Why did the Palace Master order this?" Qin Feiyang asked in confusion.

"I don’t know either." He Jiu shook his head.

Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow.

Suddenly, He Jiu, as if remembering something, asked, "Senior Brother, I wonder, did you obtain the Pill Flame?"

This question, not deliberately concealed, was heard clearly by everyone in the crowd.

Immediately, all eyes focused.

Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi also stared fixedly at Qin Feiyang.

Even those ten guards looked at Qin Feiyang curiously.

Qin Feiyang just smiled and said nothing.

At this, everyone was perplexed.

What does that smile imply? Could he have actually snatched it? But that doesn’t seem right! No matter how strong he is, he’s only a War Emperor. How could he possibly snatch the Pill Flame from the hands of the three Kings?

SWOOSH!

Just then, a man and a woman appeared out of thin air above the plain.

Qin Feiyang looked up, a playful smile immediately touching his lips.

The two were none other than Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng!

Because of their arrival, everyone’s gaze finally shifted away from Qin Feiyang.

Since Ma San didn’t get the Pill Flame, then the Pill Flame must be with these two.

But what about Mo Wushen? Weren’t the three of them together? Why did only two return?

But soon, they noticed something else was very wrong.

Because Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan’s expressions were extremely grim; there wasn’t the slightest hint of joy on their faces.

What happened?

Everyone was puzzled.

"Oh my, if it isn’t Senior Brother Yan and Senior Sister Pan?" Suddenly, a mocking voice rang out. "Why the long faces? Who had the audacity to upset you two so badly?"

Everyone turned to look at Fatty with rather odd expressions.

Has he lost his mind? Daring to talk to them like that, does he really think he can act so outrageously just because he has Ma San’s protection?

Meanwhile, when Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng spotted Qin Feiyang and Fatty in the crowd, killing intent instantly erupted from their eyes.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, why are you looking at me like that? I haven’t offended you!" Fatty looked at them innocently, but his eyes were full of mischief.

"I’ll kill you both!" Yan Tianfeng’s towering rage, pent-up until now, could no longer be controlled and exploded forth.

With a wave of his large hand, Battle Intent surged, and an enormous earthen-yellow hand instantly materialized in the air!

BOOM!

Following that, the giant hand slammed down towards Qin Feiyang and Fatty!

The faces of He Jiu and the others changed dramatically. Like birds startled by a bowstring, they scrambled away in panic.

"Yan Tianfeng, no fighting here!" a guard at the entrance shouted.

However, Yan Tianfeng turned a deaf ear. Consumed by rage, how could he possibly pay heed?

"Lacking skill, yet instead of reflecting on yourself, you run around biting people. What’s the difference between you and a stray dog?" Qin Feiyang looked up at Yan Tianfeng, his expression full of mockery. Then, with a wave of his hand, he pushed Fatty aside.

Next, he activated the Counter Curse Manual and slapped his palm out into the air. A surge of brilliant golden light erupted, dazzling to behold.

"What? He dares to confront Senior Brother Yan?"

Seeing this, everyone present stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

BOOM!

Golden light, like a tidal wave, collided violently with the giant hand.

Instantly, Qin Feiyang spat out a mouthful of blood, and the ground beneath his feet cracked like a spider’s web.

Meanwhile, the giant hand was halted by the golden light in the void.

But the next moment, under everyone’s horrified gaze, the giant hand actually twisted in mid-air and charged toward Yan Tianfeng!

"Wh-what... what’s happening?" Yan Tianfeng paled, stammering.

In the blink of an eye, the giant hand reached Yan Tianfeng, smacking him away. His miserable screams echoed through the heavens.

Why did this happen? This is too bizarre!

People looked at Qin Feiyang in astonishment.

He was able to reflect an opponent’s attack? What kind of War Technique is this? Why have we never heard of it before?

Qin Feiyang glanced at Yan Tianfeng, then looked at the equally dumbfounded Pan Wuyan, and said coolly, "One should learn restraint. Don’t be as detestable as a fly."

BOOM!

Pan Wuyan’s eyes turned cold, and a frosty aura surged from her body.

Above her head, the vortex reappeared!

SHRIEK!

The next moment, accompanied by a loud, sharp cry, an Ice Phoenix, exuding a fierce aura, charged out.

"Ma San, I will ensure you die without a burial place!" Pan Wuyan roared furiously. The Ice Phoenix spread its wings, its fearsome might roiling through heaven and earth as it lunged toward Qin Feiyang!

"Hmph, I doubt you have the capability!" Qin Feiyang sneered and activated the Counter Curse Manual again.

This time, however, his arm was ripped open, flesh and bone shattering on the spot!

The earth beneath his feet instantly exploded, leaving a crater a hundred meters deep.

What the hell, is Ma San trying to defy the heavens? If it were anyone else, they would have long since turned to dust, but he only had an arm shattered?

The crowd was stunned.

Fatty, however, looked puzzled. He transformed into a streak of light, darted into the deep crater, and landed beside Qin Feiyang. Frowning, he asked, "Boss, what’s going on? Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng have the same cultivation level, so how can the injuries they inflicted on you be so different?"

"The giant hand Yan Tianfeng condensed earlier was just an ordinary attack," Qin Feiyang said in a low voice. "But Pan Wuyan’s Ice Phoenix is manifested from a superior War Technique. The fact that I could block it, shattering only an arm, is already quite remarkable."

"So that’s how it is." Fatty nodded in understanding, whispering, "In that case, don’t fight them head-on."

"What’s there to be afraid of?" Qin Feiyang smirked, a tangible killing intent also filling his eyes. "Don’t forget, I still have the War Technique. If things get really bad, there’s still Blue Snow. Killing those two would be incredibly easy."

"True." Fatty chuckled. "Alright then, do as you please." He then retreated from the crater, standing in the distance with his arms crossed, ready to watch the show.

Qin Feiyang took out a Rebirth Pill, tossed it into his mouth with lightning speed, then leaped up. He stood in the void opposite Pan Wuyan and said calmly, "Shall we continue?"

"You bastard! Let’s see how long your arrogance lasts!" Yan Tianfeng soared through the air, his body drenched in blood, landing beside Pan Wuyan, his eyes radiating boundless killing intent.

Qin Feiyang glanced at the two of them and said indifferently, "Both of you come at me together. Don’t waste time."

His words caused the entire assembly to burst into an uproar!

Whether it was the people of the Inner Hall or the ten guards, tumultuous waves of shock surged through their hearts!

Is this guy insane? He’s actually challenging two at once! Where did he get such audacity?

"Senior Brother Pan and Senior Brother Yan probably won’t agree," someone whispered.

"It’s not ’probably’; it’s ’definitely.’"

"Right. After all, they are both Kings of the Inner Hall; they can’t cast aside their pride."

However, Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng’s subsequent actions left them utterly dumbfounded!

The two exchanged a look, a grim, icy glint flashing simultaneously in their eyes.

"Ma San, you said it yourself," they said to Qin Feiyang, smiling, their smiles exceptionally radiant. "If you end up dead later, don’t blame us for bullying the weak."

What’s going on? As Kings, are they not concerned about their reputation?

The crowd was dumbfounded. They truly couldn’t fathom what Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng were thinking. Even if they won, they would undoubtedly become a laughingstock, perhaps even targets of scornful ridicule!

The great battle was about to erupt!

But just then, another white figure descended from the sky, landing above the plain.

This man had an imposing figure, a face like sculpted jade, eyes like brilliant stars, and a full head of white hair dancing in the wind. An air of transcendence radiated from him!

"It’s Mo Wushen!"

Immediately, the place fell into a deathly silence.

The disciples of the Inner Hall below looked on with faces full of admiration and awe.

Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng’s expressions, however, turned exceedingly grim!

Qin Feiyang and Fatty, on the other hand, wore expressions of astonishment.

Why isn’t he dead? We assumed Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng had already killed Mo Wushen. Considering Mo Wushen’s condition back then, he couldn’t possibly have escaped. But now, he’s appeared before everyone, alive and well?

What in the world is going on?

Could it be that Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng deliberately let Mo Wushen go?

Thinking this, Qin Feiyang’s gaze shifted, and he looked suspiciously at Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng.

Upon seeing their expressions, he decisively dismissed this speculation.

There’s definitely something suspicious about this!

"Such a lively scene?" Mo Wushen scanned the entire area, then looked at Qin Feiyang, and Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng, a faint smile on his face. "Why don’t I join in as well? I wonder if the three of you would welcome me?"

But deep within his eyes, a bone-chilling killing intent gleamed!

"Interesting," Qin Feiyang mumbled, then said with a faint smile, "I’m just a humble War Emperor; how could I dare to cross hands with Senior Brother Mo? However, Senior Sister Pan and Senior Brother Yan certainly have the capability."

With that said, Qin Feiyang took a few steps back, watching Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng with keen interest.