Chapter 841: Blood Refining Sect Remnants

Chapter 841: Chapter 841: Blood Refining Sect Remnants

The black-robed old man sneered, "Want to leave? Too late!"

He raised his hand and swung it, and the secret chamber’s door slammed shut. The runes on the iron door lit up with a dark red glow, sealing the chamber tightly.

Yang Cheng’s heart sank, but he did not hesitate, controlling the Moon Golden Wheel to swiftly charge forward towards the iron door.

Clang!

The Moon Golden Wheel slashed at the iron door, sparks flying, but the door did not budge. The runes on it flashed and bounced the Moon Golden Wheel back.

"It’s useless."

The black-robed old man took a step forward, the runes beneath his feet lighting up with a dark red glow with each step, "This chamber is cast from refined iron, inscribed with sealing runes. With your Foundation Establishment Realm skills, you can’t open it."

Yang Cheng grit his teeth, turned to face him, shielding Feng Jiuge behind him.

"Senior sister, can you still move?"

"Yes."

Feng Jiuge took a deep breath, suppressing her internal injuries, and drew another short blade from her waist.

Two short blades, one in each hand, gleaming coldly.

The black-robed old man gazed at the two of them, a hint of appreciation in his eyes, "Two little brats with decent talent. It’s a pity you don’t know what’s good for you. I’ll give you a chance; submit to me, and I’ll spare your lives."

"In your dreams!"

Yang Cheng sneered, and the Moon Golden Wheel flew out again, this time not aiming at the iron door but directly at the old man’s face.

Simultaneously, Feng Jiuge flickered into motion, attacking from the side, her short blade aiming for his waist and abdomen.

The two cooperated seamlessly, one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right, sandwiching the old man in between. Unfortunately, the difference in strength couldn’t be bridged by cooperation alone.

The black-robed old man thrust out both hands, one palm sending the Moon Golden Wheel flying, and the other striking away Feng Jiuge’s short blade. At the same time, he kicked towards Yang Cheng’s chest.

Bang!

That kick landed on the Sun Golden Wheel’s shield, causing it to tremble violently. Cracks spread like a spider web, on the verge of shattering.

Even with the Sun Golden Wheel’s protection, Yang Cheng felt a deep pain in his internal organs, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"Yang Cheng!"

Feng Jiuge exclaimed, wanting to rush over, but the black-robed old man struck her with a palm, sending her crashing into the wall again.

This time, she was hurt even more severely, blood gushing from her lips, staining her clothes red.

The black-robed old man stepped towards Yang Cheng, a cruel smile on his lips, "Little brat, your magic artifacts are not bad, but your cultivation is too weak to unleash their true power. Why not hand them over to me, and I’ll let you die a bit more comfortably."

Yang Cheng wiped the blood from his mouth, staring coldly at him, "In your dreams."

He took a deep breath, injecting all his remaining True Qi into the Sun and Moon Golden Wheels.

The Sun Golden Wheel burst into dazzling golden light, the shield coming alive once more, while the Moon Golden Wheel spun rapidly in his palm, red and green lights intertwining.

Yang Cheng’s lips curled into a mad smile as he released the Moon Golden Wheel. This time, instead of a straightforward attack, it cut a strange arc in the air, heading for the old man’s back from the side.

At the same time, his figure flickered as he charged head-on, unleashing the Nine-Layered Heaven-Burning Palm with all his might.

The black-robed old man snorted coldly, raising a hand to block.

But at that moment, the Moon Golden Wheel reached behind him, its blade spinning, aimed directly at his back.

The old man’s face changed slightly, his body flickering to avoid it.

But Yang Cheng gave him no chance, forcibly using the wind from the Nine-Layered Heaven-Burning Palm to block his retreat. The Moon Golden Wheel attacked from behind, leaving him no way to escape.

Boom!

The wind from the palm and the Moon Golden Wheel hit the black-robed old man simultaneously, forcing him to stagger back several steps. His black robe was torn open, revealing the grayish-blue skin underneath.

Unfortunately, this strike didn’t cause much damage, only leaving a wound on his aged skin.

"The power of ants."

The black-robed old man sneered, waving a hand, a black mist emerging from his palm and forming a giant ghost claw, reaching for Yang Cheng.

At this time, half of Yang Cheng’s True Qi was already depleted, but he remained calm, watching the ghost claw approach, even smelling its putrid stench.

Just then, a figure suddenly rushed over, standing in front of him.

"Senior sister!"

Yang Cheng exclaimed, seeing Feng Jiuge form seals with her hands, her True Qi surging out, forming a barrier in front of her.

Bang!

The ghost claw struck the barrier, causing it to tremble violently, cracks spreading, but it managed to withstand the attack.

Feng Jiuge gritted her teeth, her voice trembling, "Go quickly, I can’t hold on for long!"

"You two really have deep bonds!"

The black-robed old man sneered, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in his back. He couldn’t reach it, sensing with True Qi, only to discover his flesh was being corroded.

Seeing his gloomy expression, Yang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. During the Moon Golden Wheel’s attack, he also used the Poison Control Skill. Although it couldn’t kill the old man, it could disrupt his attacks.

Taking advantage of the old man’s distraction with his wound, Yang Cheng grabbed Feng Jiuge’s wrist, and the Moon Golden Wheel flew out once more, this time not for attack, but heading directly upwards.

Boom!

The Moon Golden Wheel struck the ceiling, debris flying, creating a large hole.

Yang Cheng activated the Snake Shedding Skill, his body transforming into a mass of light. Holding Feng Jiuge, he leaped up, escaping through the opening.

Behind them, the black-robed old man’s furious roar echoed, followed by black mist surging from the hole, forming countless ghost claws reaching for them.

Yang Cheng didn’t look back, urging the Sun Golden Wheel to shield them as they pushed upward with all their might.

Behind, the sinister energy grew distant, finally vanishing into the night.

...

Kong Family Villa.

Yang Cheng supported Feng Jiuge, stumbling through the gates, both covered in blood and in a sorry state.

Kong Lingwen gasped, rushing over to support him, "Yang Cheng! Where are you hurt? I’ll take you to the hospital right away."

"It’s okay, I won’t die, the hospital can’t treat our wounds."

Yang Cheng waved his hand, helping Feng Jiuge onto the sofa.

Feng Jiuge leaned against the sofa, her face pale as paper, breathing weakly, clearly severely injured.

"I’ll get the medical kit."

Kong Lingwen quickly turned to fetch the medical kit.

Yang Cheng sat beside Feng Jiuge, checking her pulse to assess her injuries. Confirming there was no damage to her organs, he finally relaxed, "Thanks to the Sun Golden Wheel, it’s nothing serious. I’ll heal you later."

Feng Jiuge nodded, speaking weakly, "He cultivates the Blood Refining Skill, so my guess was right. The remnants of the Blood Refining Sect are indeed hidden in the world."

"Perhaps there are more remnants. Near the blood pool, several corpses were definitely innocent people harmed by that old thing using the Gong Family’s influence."

Yang Cheng clenched his jaw, his eyes filled with cold fury.

"That old thing is very strong. What do we do now? Will he hunt us down?"

Feng Jiuge appeared slightly panicked. That black-robed old man was the strongest opponent she had encountered so far. She was almost killed.