CHAPTER 523: CHAPTER 522: THE PERSON IN GREEN_1

The three great experts of the Demon Way were all defeated. Liu Feng quickly cleared the obstacles, his attention returning to Ling Chen.

With a cold smirk, Liu Feng pounced at Ling Chen, intending to kill him.

"Kid, it’s no use struggling. You’re bound for death!"

In mid-air, an aura, alternatingly cold and hot, yin and yang, flared around Liu Feng’s palms as he blasted an attack towards Ling Chen.

Just then, an Azure Treasure Sword suddenly thundered down from the sky above. It landed precisely between Liu Feng and Ling Chen. The impact instantly flung all three of them away.

"Who!?"

Liu Feng’s expression changed drastically. He looked up and saw a figure in cyan robes standing aloft on the top of a large tree, poised and seemingly weightless, balanced effortlessly on just two leaves.

Is it him? Ling Chen recognized the cyan-robed figure, his eyes narrowing slightly. This man was the Cyan-robed Guest he had encountered several times before.

"Who are you, daring to meddle? Are you seeking death?"

A cold glint flashed in Liu Feng’s eyes, yet a hint of apprehension surfaced. This person had repelled him with a single sword. He clearly possessed considerable skill.

"’The Liu Family Head likely only sent you to bring Ling’er back, not to take this young man’s life,’ the Cyan-robed Guest said, looking down from above, his tone indifferent.

Upon hearing this, Liu Feng was shocked. The Cyan-robed Guest’s words suggested that he might not be a native of the Five Country Territory. "Who are you?"

"Who I am is not important." The Cyan-robed Guest’s voice remained devoid of emotion. "Liu Feng, go back where you came from. Don’t do unnecessary things."

"Damn it! Do I need you to tell me what to do?"

Liu Feng’s expression darkened as he furiously channeled his True Qi. Whirlpools of True Qi seemed to form around his hands, drawing in shattered stones and flying leaves like a tornado.

The Cyan-robed Guest remained motionless. The moment Liu Feng lunged, he struck. With a wave of his hand, a strong gust of wind immediately swirled around him. The surrounding trees shook violently, and countless leaves were drawn towards him. The leaves rapidly sharpened, their edges becoming like numerous sharp swords.

Then, with another wave of his hand, the leaves swept out like a storm.

SHINK! SHINK! SHINK! SHINK!

The dense barrage of leaves struck Liu Feng’s attack, instantly riddling it with countless transparent holes. Simultaneously, strands of sword light landed abruptly on Liu Feng’s body, leaving bloody lines.

"Who exactly are you?"

His attack easily repelled, Liu Feng looked somewhat unsettled. This individual was no ordinary person; his cultivation was already at the Eighth Layer of the Sky Apex Realm. Could he be a Nine-fold Strong in the Sky Apex Realm?

How could that be possible? Cultivation at the Sky Apex Realm Ninth Level, even in the Nine Provinces, signified a prominent figure who could command respect in any region. Could it be that this cyan-robed man, who hadn’t even shown his true face, had reached such a level?

However, the Cyan-robed Guest paid him no mind. He waved his hand again, and the leaves quickly gathered before him, coalescing into a Long Sword that radiated an overwhelmingly sharp aura.

Seeing the Cyan-robed Guest about to strike again without a word, Liu Feng’s expression changed. After a moment of shifting expressions, he retreated, darting into the forest behind him.

He wasn’t confident he could defeat the Cyan-robed Guest. Even if he used all his abilities and trump cards, he might not succeed. Moreover, he couldn’t be sure if the Cyan-robed Guest had allies. If other experts were present, he might not even be able to escape.

Gazing at the cyan-robed figure before her, Xia Yunxin looked surprised. He actually repelled Liu Feng. She had never imagined such a terrifying expert existed in the Martial World. During their encounter at the Tienzong Ruins, he clearly hadn’t used his full strength. This level of power was enough to dominate the entire Five Kingdoms.

After Liu Feng retreated, the Cyan-robed Guest’s figure flickered and descended from the treetop, landing before Ling Chen and Xu Ruoyan. At this moment, Ling Chen looked up slightly, glancing at him. The guest’s face was completely hidden beneath a Bronze Mask.

Ling Chen had seen the Cyan-robed Guest multiple times, but the man had always been enigmatic, and Ling Chen had no real interaction with him. He never imagined that this time, he would be saved by this mysterious person.

"Follow me." A slightly hoarse voice came from behind the Bronze Mask.

"Senior..." Ling Chen began to speak, but the Cyan-robed Guest didn’t wait for him to say more. He grabbed Ling Chen, lifted him directly, and his figure darted into the forest, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Ling Chen!" Xia Yunxin cried out. She hadn’t even fully reacted before Ling Chen was taken away by the Cyan-robed Guest, both vanishing without a trace.

Even if she wanted to follow, she wouldn’t know which direction to start.

Never mind. If that Senior Qingyi had ill intentions towards us, he wouldn’t have just saved us. Ling Chen should be safe. Xia Yunxin calmed herself after a moment of thought and dismissed the idea of pursuing them.

"Saint Child!"

At this moment, several figures appeared in the distance. It was Elder Beiming, the Fire Crow Taoist, and the Black Swordsman. Although Liu Feng had injured them, he hadn’t killed them. Having recovered, they had naturally come looking.

"Yun Xin, where is the Saint Child?" Elder Beiming asked, his heart sinking as he saw only Xia Yunxin was left. Did something happen to Ling Chen?

"Rest assured, everyone. Ling Chen is fine. He was rescued by an expert," Xia Yunxin hurriedly explained, seemingly sensing Elder Beiming’s thoughts.

"Is that so? That’s good then." The three of them sighed in relief. However, they then asked again, "Who exactly was that person just now? To think there’s such a peerless expert in the Martial World is truly unexpected. By the way, where is the Saintess? Why haven’t we seen her?"

"I’m afraid Master won’t be back for some time." Xia Yunxin shook her head. After a moment of contemplation, she looked at Elder Beiming and the other two. "Let’s go. We should return to the Saint Witch Religion. From now on, I’m afraid we’ll have to rely on ourselves."

Now that Liu Xiling had left and Ling Chen had been taken by the Cyan-robed Guest, the Saintess Hall had lost its pillar of support. Difficult times were surely ahead. Nevertheless, she had to return. If she didn’t, the Saintess Hall would undoubtedly be annexed by Sikong Yi and fall apart. That was an outcome she was unwilling to see.