Chapter 1435 - 1434: Is It You?

Chapter 1435: Chapter 1434: Is It You?

"Damn it!"

Fengmo Thirteen, Tu Yumen, and the others surveyed their surroundings and, upon realizing they had been transmitted out, their expressions immediately darkened.

They were actually sent out.

When they tried to re-enter the main hall, the grand door had already tightly shut. Around the temple, a barrier had clearly emerged, completely isolating the outside world.

"Those with fate enter, those without fate exit," it seems this saying came true. Ling Chen and his companions became the ones with fate, while these people all became the ones without fate, losing their chance to receive the Cloud Monarch’s legacy, being sent out instead.

"That brat actually got a huge advantage!"

Liusheng Zongyan became increasingly displeased the more he thought about it, his face turning a shade of iron blue.

"Everyone, don’t be too anxious. I don’t believe he can stay in there forever."

The one speaking was Ito Zhai, who looked ominously at the square-shaped temple in front and continued, "We will wait right here. When he comes out, we’ll team up to destroy him! By then, the Cloud Monarch’s legacy will naturally be ours."

Hearing these words, the other people’s eyes lit up. Ito Zhai indeed made sense—Ling Chen, even if he got the Cloud Monarch’s legacy, would eventually have to come out of this door. Once Ling Chen emerged, they could act and eliminate him, and it wouldn’t be too late.

With a plan formed, these top-level experts of Yingzhou each sat down in a place of their own, with not one leaving, staying on the plaza to calmly wait.

Everyone had nearly the same thought: for now, they’d recuperate and restore their state. Otherwise, when Ling Chen emerged, it would be a battle of epic proportions. Only by unleashing full strength would they have a better chance of gaining something from the impending chaos.

However, all their focus on Ling Chen meant they completely failed to notice that far away above the horizon, a dense black cloud was quickly moving towards their location, emanating an extremely fierce aura, causing countless birds and beasts to flee in terror!

...

Inside the Cloud Palace.

The moment Ling Chen entered the Cloud Palace, an overwhelming burst of Spiritual Qi greeted him. Seeing that the entrance shut after their trio entered and no one else followed, he sighed in relief, feeling more at ease.

This palace was as unassailable as a fortress; without the right key, no one could enter. So, Ling Chen wasn’t worried that those outside could break in.

Once settled, Ling Chen’s gaze landed on the figure of a person in black. The person wore a human skin mask, hiding their true face. Ling Chen narrowed his eyes and cupped his hands politely, "Thank you, senior, for your assistance. Might I ask how to address you?"

He remained puzzled in his heart about the identity of this person in black and why they would help him.

Without much said, the person in black suddenly shook, letting the outer black robe slip off, revealing a cyan robe underneath. Simultaneously, a very familiar aura emanated from the figure in cyan before him, leaving Ling Chen astonished, and his eyes lit up, "You are... the Cyan-robed Guest, senior?"

Never would Ling Chen have imagined that the one who helped him was the mysterious, enigmatic Cyan-robed Guest who had appeared several times before!

"I did not expect to run into you here, boy,"

The Cyan-robed Guest’s eyes glimmered with a hint of light, concealing his true thoughts.

"Why are you here, senior?"

Ling Chen was filled with curiosity, wondering how this person ended up here.

This was Yingzhou, after all. If not by chance, he wouldn’t have come to these Divine Palace Ruins, but why was this person also here?

"I came for something in this palace,"

the Cyan-robed Guest glanced casually around the palace’s interior.

"Something? What is it?"

Ling Chen remained puzzled.

The Cyan-robed Guest’s face stayed indifferent, "If you can obtain the Cloud Monarch’s legacy, you will naturally know what it is."

Upon hearing this, Ling Chen asked no more questions. It seemed the Cyan-robed Guest had a definite purpose for coming, and his assistance was just a trivial act.

What shocked Ling Chen the most was not why the Cyan-robed Guest was here, but rather his strength.

He remembered that back at the Huoshen Sect Relic, the Cyan-robed Guest seemed to be at an Early Stage Saint level or could only exhibit that level of power. But now, Ling Chen didn’t know his exact cultivation, yet his strength was intimidating.

Outside, those Yingzhou experts were almost all Saint level, with many Middle-rank Saints at the Fourth Realm and Fifth Level, yet the Cyan-robed Guest split their combined attack with a single sword.

Such power, even if not a High-rank Saint, was enough to rival one!

This person was truly the most mysterious and unfathomable character he had ever encountered!

Even so, Ling Chen was grateful to him, as the Cyan-robed Guest had saved him more than once or twice. The last time, they had even teamed up to suppress a Demonic Evil King Tower Master at the Huoshen Sect Relic, and now again, they met at the ruins of Ise Shrine.

Ling Chen always felt there was an indescribable bond between him and the Cyan-robed Guest. From Cloud Outland, it had always been like this, and it continued all these years later.

However, this bond was just a feeling for Ling Chen. The Cyan-robed Guest was so elusive and mysterious, what could possibly be between them?

The interior of the Cloud Palace, like the Cloud Fog Space outside, was filled with dense fog that made the trio almost blind, stumbling slowly in the haze.

The fog seemed endless, and as he moved through it, Ling Chen could feel it seeping through his pores into his body.

With each strand of this eerie fog entering his body, Ling Chen could sense his strength disappearing little by little. Though the drain was slow, he still felt his True Qi being steadily eroded by the strange fog!

At first, Ling Chen could resist slightly with his strength, but as he delved deeper into the mist, his resistance weakened.

"If this continues, this won’t end well,"

Ling Chen muttered, frowning, glancing at the pale-faced Hong Ye, who was breathing heavily, clearly also struggling with the fog’s erosion.