Chapter 199: Enemy Dynasty

Chapter 199: Chapter 199: Enemy Dynasty

Two powerful Nascent Soul Realm Yin Corpses were slain by Yi Xiaoyao in a display of crushing power!

In truth, with Yi Xiaoyao’s current strength, killing a Nascent Soul Second Realm enemy was not a major issue, but slaying a Nascent Soul Third Realm opponent was still extremely difficult.

He had only been able to pull that off because these Yin Corpses had no Spiritual Power. They couldn’t use the powerful Spiritual Skills they possessed in life and could only manipulate Yin Qi to fight.

Furthermore, these two Yin Corpses had only reached the Nascent Soul Realm through the power of the Ancient Tomb Keys; their bodies did not actually contain a Nascent Soul. As a result, they couldn’t even perform the most basic ability of a Nascent Soul Realm expert: walking on air. If they had been able to fly away, Yi Xiaoyao would have been powerless to stop them.

But for the other nine people present, this was already a staggering display of power.

Yi Xiaoyao’s strength was so immense it made them question their own existence!

And to think, the young man before them was only at the Golden Core Sixth Layer!

"Do you know why Shangguan Tianjian couldn’t make it to the Ancient Tomb this time?"

Sword Wind Breaker glanced at Bo Hong beside him with a mischievous smile and remarked casually.

The question sparked a premonition in Bo Hong’s heart. ’Could it have something to do with Yi Xiaoyao?’

"Because that guy was killed by Yi Xiaoyao. And when he did it, Yi Xiaoyao was still at the Golden Core Fifth Layer."

Sword Wind Breaker let out a soft chuckle, eager to see Bo Hong’s reaction.

"What!"

Even though he had already witnessed Yi Xiaoyao’s power, Bo Hong couldn’t stop the corner of his mouth from twitching.

After all, he had previously declared that only Shangguan Tianjian was worthy of his concern. He had been dismissive and disdainful of Yi Xiaoyao the entire time, even claiming that Yi Xiaoyao wasn’t capable enough to stand against him.

At that moment, Bo Hong and the others finally understood why Wei Buzhan had told them to leave themselves an out.

Looking back now, their past words and actions toward Yi Xiaoyao had been utterly self-destructive, leaving them no room for retreat!

Fortunately, Yi Xiaoyao didn’t seem to take any of it to heart; he had just saved the lives of Chu Fei’Er and Bo Hong, after all.

With that, the members of the Great Chu Dynasty felt a wave of shame. Their hearts filled with gratitude and admiration for Yi Xiaoyao, and not a trace of their earlier contempt remained.

Just then, Yi Xiaoyao walked over to the gathered group of nine. He took out the two black, diamond-shaped fragments and smiled at them. "So, about these two keys... are we still splitting them?"

Everyone smiled wryly. The annihilation of Yinfeng Valley was almost entirely Yi Xiaoyao’s achievement. What right did they have to claim a share of the keys?

"We agreed beforehand: whoever kills the most enemies gets the keys."

Bo Hong spoke up. "Therefore, both keys belong to you. I have no objection."

As he said this, an embarrassed look crossed Bo Hong’s face once again. He had, after all, claimed that Yi Xiaoyao had no chance of getting a key, yet now Yi Xiaoyao had obtained both.

"Indeed, Junior Brother Yi," Sword Wind Breaker said, shaking his head with a sigh. "We’re all seriously injured. I’m afraid we can’t continue on in this dangerous Ancient Tomb Space. The keys would be useless to us."

Yi Xiaoyao paused, looking at them. "You’re planning to head back?"

"What else can we do? Surely you don’t intend to drag the nine of us, all seriously wounded, and look after us the whole way?" Wei Buzhan said with a note of resignation.

The others were also quite dejected, but they understood that surviving the self-detonation of a Nascent Soul Realm expert was already a great stroke of luck. As for the Creation within this Ancient Tomb, one had to be alive to claim it.

Yi Xiaoyao looked at the people before him. It was true; every single one of them was severely injured. And Yinfeng Valley wasn’t the only Yin Soul Power in this Ancient Tomb. For them to press on would indeed be suicidal.

"Alright then. Looks like I’ll have to go on alone," Yi Xiaoyao said with a shrug.

The others all rolled their eyes. If it were any one of them, they would never be able to brave the Ancient Tomb Space alone. But with the terrifying strength Yi Xiaoyao had just displayed, it wouldn’t be a problem for him at all.

Yi Xiaoyao beckoned to Little Hei and, after checking that it was uninjured, turned to the others. "In that case, I’ll escort you out first."

"You’re going to take us back?" The group was stunned.

Yi Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow. He figured that since danger could lurk anywhere in the Ancient Tomb Space, it would be difficult for this heavily injured group to handle any threats. Besides, they weren’t far from the exit, so escorting them wouldn’t be much of a delay.

The group thanked him gratefully, and they all left Yinfeng Valley together.

As the group made their way back through the cold, gray mist, they couldn’t help but marvel at Yi Xiaoyao’s power.

Yi Xiaoyao, feeling a bit embarrassed by their praise, just smiled faintly. It seemed the friction between the two teams had vanished completely.

Then, Su Xiang began recounting for Bo Hong and the others the story of the battle where Yi Xiaoyao slew Shangguan Tianjian. Chu Fei’Er and the others listened with rapt attention, occasionally casting admiring glances at Yi Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao, your Cultivation is clearly much lower than ours, so how are you so powerful?"

Bo Hong, who had already changed how he addressed him, asked Yi Xiaoyao, completely baffled.

The others also looked over, their expressions full of curiosity. They all desperately wanted to know the answer.

Yi Xiaoyao faltered, unsure of how to answer. But in the next instant, his gaze turned cold.

The others noticed the change in his gaze and stopped in their tracks, looking ahead.

There, in the gray mist a hundred zhang ahead of them, stood ten figures.

All ten of them had extremely relaxed postures, as if they had been waiting here for Yi Xiaoyao’s group for some time.

"It’s them."

"The people from our rival dynasties, the Great Yuan Dynasty and the Great Jin Dynasty!"

"It looks like they knew we entered Yinfeng Valley and were waiting here to pick up the spoils!"

Bo Hong and the others’ expressions turned ugly. No one enjoyed the feeling of being ambushed.

Yi Xiaoyao’s gaze hardened as he watched the ten figures slowly approach, a cold light glinting in his eyes.

"Haha! You lot from the Great Shang Dynasty and the Great Chu Dynasty! I bet you didn’t expect to meet us like this, did you?"

"What a pleasant surprise, eh?"

"Look at them! They’re so surprised their faces have all gone pale!"

Ten young men and women emerged from the mist, appearing before Yi Xiaoyao’s group.

Every one of them wore a smug, gloating smile as they brazenly pointed at Yi Xiaoyao’s group, jeering and taunting them.

The next moment, their eyes lit up, and their smiles grew even wider.

They had just noticed that among the ten people from the Great Shang Dynasty and the Great Chu Dynasty, everyone except for Yi Xiaoyao was seriously injured.

And the only one uninjured was just some guy at the Golden Core Sixth Realm.

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