Chapter 649 541: The Name of the Cold Sun Sword Immortal

His aura was as immense as a mountain, his gaze as sharp as a blade. He had a natural, commanding presence.

The man looked familiar to Yao Feng, who immediately clasped his fist in respect. "It's Sect Leader Zhang of the Tianya Blade Association!

I am Yao Feng, the Young Master of the Blood Shadow Sect. I've heard so much about you!"

The Tianya Blade Association was an organization of Loose Cultivators, and its leader, Zhang Qulai, was famous for having achieved the Dao through the blade, reaching the Mahayana realm. He was an idol to Loose Cultivators everywhere.

Even someone as arrogant and unruly as Yao Feng wouldn't dare show disrespect to this man—a true dragon among men who had clawed his way up from the lowest ranks of Loose Cultivators.

'If our Cultivation levels were suppressed to the same realm, Sect Leader Zhang could probably kill me in five moves or less!'

Sect Leader Zhang glanced at him and gave a slight nod, causing the tense atmosphere to ease slightly.

During their conversation, Yao Feng learned that Sect Leader Zhang and his group had also been forced here by the blood mist.

Yao Feng's expression darkened as he gazed at the deep, branching path. "It seems the blood mist has sealed off all our escape routes. In less than an hour, it will flood this area. Our only choice is to press forward."

Sect Leader Zhang tightened his grip on his blade's hilt, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

"Then let's go. I was heading deeper into the Abyssal Sea Palace anyway. Young Master Yao, would you care to join me?"

As the saying goes, a large tree provides the best shade.

Faced with Sect Leader Zhang's invitation, Yao Feng thought of the powerful White-clothed Sword Cultivator at Shang Miaoyan's side.

'Perhaps Shang Miaoyan chose to rely on him in the Abyssal Sea Palace precisely because of his strength.'

'Now that I've found a backer of my own, why wouldn't I take advantage of it?'

'I might even get a chance to use Sect Leader Zhang's power to snatch an opportunity meant only for those old monsters!'

Yao Feng nodded and joined Sect Leader Zhang's party.

After some deliberation, they chose the path lined with the Beauty Jade Statues.

Sensing instinctively that something was amiss, Sect Leader Zhang ordered his men to destroy the Beauty Jade Statues.

Unexpectedly, this shattered the Restriction in the area, causing all the Beauty Jade Statues to go berserk and attack them frantically.

At the same time, countless others were overcome with a strange lust, becoming enslaved puppets to the statues and turning on the remaining survivors.

"This is bad! There's something wrong with the music! Block out the sound! Don't get bogged down fighting—retreat, now!"

...

「Inside the Stone Gate.」

Pei Yuhang sensed the commotion outside and knew someone was likely approaching. He silently tightened his grip on the hilt of the Silent Sword as the warmth in his eyes faded, leaving behind only an icy glint.

A moment later, sounds came from outside.

It sounded like a few people were sprinting past the Stone Gate. Because its location was concealed and further hidden by an Array, they didn't notice it.

Pei Yuhang didn't let his guard down, for he could sense a much stronger presence drawing near.

"Sect Leader Zhang, there's a secret chamber behind a Stone Gate here. Do you think there might be treasure inside?"

"We'll know once we open it."

'So, they found it after all...'

Pei Yuhang rose, pushed the Stone Gate open, and stepped out with a calm expression.

His sudden appearance surprised Sect Leader Zhang, who stood outside the Stone Gate. 'I didn't sense anyone else in here. If I'd gone in rashly, he could have ambushed me...'

"Who are you?"

Sect Leader Zhang's expression was grim. His Blade Qi was restrained but ready, and his aura pressed down like a mountain.

Beside him, Yao Feng and the others felt their hair stand on end, shaken by the terrifying Blade Qi.

But Pei Yuhang remained impassive, meeting his gaze with calm eyes.

"Pei Yuhang of the Xuanyuan Dao Sect."

The White-clothed Sword Immortal stated his name coolly.

"Sir, my friend is recovering from their injuries inside this chamber. They are at a critical point in their healing and cannot be disturbed. Please leave at once."

'A friend? Recovering?'

Sect Leader Zhang fell silent for a moment but didn't leave.

'A secret chamber suddenly appearing in the outer regions of the Abyssal Sea Palace is no small matter. What if there's treasure inside?'

'How could I just leave after a few words of warning? If this White-clothed Sword Cultivator before me weren't so strikingly imposing, I would have already forced my way inside.'

Seeing Sect Leader Zhang's hesitation, Yao Feng glanced from him to Pei Yuhang, a venomous glint flashing in his eyes.

He recalled how Pei Yuhang had suppressed him with Sword Qi right in front of Shang Miaoyan, and the thought of 'borrowing a blade to kill a man'—of getting his revenge—instantly took root in his mind.

'Under the suppressive effects of the Abyssal Sea Palace, everyone's Cultivation is restricted to the range between Foundation Establishment Perfection and Golden Core. No matter how strong you are outside, White-clothed Sword Immortal, how big can the gap between you and Sect Leader Zhang really be in here?'

'And with my help, we can definitely kill you today!'

He immediately sent a surreptitious voice transmission to Sect Leader Zhang.

"Sect Leader Zhang, the Saintess of the Yin Yang Sacred Land is also with this man. She's not here now, which means she might be deep inside this chamber, gathering treasure..."

"The longer we wait, the more likely they are to make off with everything!"

Upon hearing this, Sect Leader Zhang's hesitation vanished, replaced by a ruthless glint in his eyes.

SHIING—!

A flash of blade light—the Spiritual Blade was unsheathed!

In an instant, a torrent of Blade Qi surged forth, transforming the entire space into what felt like a mountain of blades, making one's skin prickle and breath catch in the throat.

"Young friend, if there's truly no treasure in the chamber as you claim, why not let us take a look for ourselves?"

"If we find your friend inside healing... we will naturally take our leave."

"If there is treasure, I won't harm you. Simply hand it over. It is the natural order for the strong to claim what they find."

Sect Leader Zhang said in a low voice, his eyes narrowed.

Pei Yuhang's expression remained unchanged. He simply tightened his grip on the Silent Sword and drew it an inch from its sheath.

The blade's cold edge reflected his own frosty eyes.

"Sir, let's put aside the fact that there is no treasure. Even if there were... I was here first. It is not fated for you."

"Since you insist on forcing your way in, I'll have no choice but to draw my sword."