129: Chapter 129 Brothers Fighting, Three Dragons Battle the King

Having learned at the Hundred Herbs Hall that the youth in the green robe had already departed after purchasing medicinal ingredients.

"Big Brother, Yun Tian has already left. Should we continue to pursue him?"

The gray-haired elder who spoke felt his aura surge violently, the surging energy like a crashing wave, his gaze flickering like lightning as it enveloped the entire city.

"Ren Longzi, pursue him. The Pavilion Master has ordered: bring him back alive if possible, or bring his corpse if not..."

The leader, with pure white hair and beard, wore a perfectly tailored gray robe that fluttered without wind, radiating a fierce and oppressive aura.

"Understood, Big Brother." Ren Longzi grinned, his hideous face displaying a cruel expression.

Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh...

Suddenly, the three of them unfurled their Dou Qi Wings, flapping them slowly. Their vast and powerful Dou Qi rose and permeated the air, causing the surrounding space to distort slightly. Like giant rocs spreading their wings, they soared into the high sky, turning into streaks of light as they chased into the distance.

However, the three of them pursued in different directions, searching for traces of Hun Tiandi.

Pop... Pop...

A hundred miles away, a pale yellow flame burned the firewood, crackling as it went. A magical beast's carcass was being roasted over the flames, filling the air with the aroma of golden-brown meat.

It was enticingly colored, and translucent grease dripped onto the firewood, creating a continuous crackling sound.

A youth in a green robe squatted on the ground, his back against a tree, leisurely sipping spirit wine, his pitch-black eyes fixed on the flames in deep thought.

The injuries sustained in the great battle seven days ago had gradually recovered after consuming medicinal pills and spirit wine.

"Teacher, upon returning to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion this time, the Pavilion Master will surely formally accept me as a personal disciple. Given the factions in the Central Plains I have provoked, becoming an apprentice is definitely not a good choice."

"Once experts from the Starfall Pavilion, Burning Flame Valley, the Xiao Family... come to force the issue, the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion will absolutely be unable to withstand the pressure from these factions."

Hun Tiandi said softly, his expression calm, yet his true inner thoughts remained unreadable.

"There is no need to worry. Even if the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion cannot protect you, this old man can still take you away..."

Elder Dan drifted out from the storage ring. After circling a few times, his aged voice carried an unquestionable firmness.

Hun Tiandi looked at Elder Dan and nodded solemnly.

"Teacher, how can your soul body be restored to its peak?" Changing the subject, Hun Tiandi asked.

"Sigh, this old man's soul origin has dissipated quite a bit. It requires heaven-sent treasures related to the soul for nourishment, but such medicinal ingredients are extremely rare and can only be found by luck."

Elder Dan nodded in gratification; Hun Tiandi had not forgotten this teacher.

However, finding such items required destiny.

Hun Tiandi flipped his hand to take out a small knife, performed a mid-air turn, and a slice of golden-colored meat fell into his hand, which he placed in his mouth to chew.

Sipping the spirit wine with delight, he felt this little life was something he wouldn't trade even for a saintess of an Emperor Clan.

"Someone is coming..." Suddenly, Elder Dan spoke before drifting into the purple ring. In the blink of an eye, a tyrannical figure flew over from the sky.

Energy surged from his body, and a pair of gray-white Dou Qi Wings were on his back, but his entire being faintly radiated an inexplicable pressure, as if even the air had slightly solidified.

That figure wore a gray-white robe, his gray-white hair scattered casually, and his eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life.

Strangely, his skin was like that of an infant, which created a somewhat illusory impression.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his sharp gaze fixed on Hun Tiandi. At this moment, the surrounding wind seemed to have stopped.

Hun Tiandi's eyes were grave as he looked at the figure in the sky...

"Senior, what is your business?" Hun Tiandi broke the silence and asked indifferently.

"You are... Yun Tian?" The gray-white figure smiled faintly.

Hun Tiandi's expression tightened upon hearing this, and he stood up to ask: "Who are you?"

"Starfall Pavilion, Ren Longzi." The elder spoke. He was an elder of the Starfall Pavilion; judging by the Dou Qi Wings on his back, he was at least at the Dou Wang realm.

He came so fast.

Hun Tiandi's complexion became exceptionally ugly, and his gaze held a hint of alarm. Facing an expert like Ren Longzi, without the help of the Red-Gold Puppet and Elder Dan...

relying solely on his own Great Dou Master level strength, he was simply not enough; he was like an ant.

His palm, hidden within his sleeve, clenched tightly, and anxiety welled up in his heart.

This Elder Ren Longzi held a prestigious position and would certainly not appear easily. Since he had appeared, it meant that some matters probably could not be easily resolved...

"I wonder, Senior Ren Longzi, what business do you have with me?" Hun Tiandi, having already made up his mind, asked.

"For killing Ling Yuan and over a dozen disciples, your crime deserves death..."

Ren Longzi said coldly.

"Heh, I killed them, so what? What is there to be afraid of? You only dare to show off your might in front of me, a Great Dou Master..."

Since they had torn off the mask of civility, Hun Tiandi did not hold back. Being humble would definitely not make them let him go, so he might as well show some backbone.

"Hehe, what you say is true. Even I dare not act recklessly in the Central Plains, but killing disciples of my Starfall Pavilion... you deserve to die."

Ren Longzi chuckled, his gaze fixed on Hun Tiandi, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Whoosh...

Hun Tiandi's pitch-black eyes were cold and chilling. With a slight movement of his body, surging energy erupted. Silver light shone brilliantly on his feet, and he transformed into a streak of lightning, darting into the distance.

Using the dense forest to obstruct, Ren Longzi, from high in the sky, sneered, watching the fleeing Hun Tiandi with playful eyes.

Like a cat catching a mouse, he followed incessantly.

Swoosh...

Hun Tiandi pushed his movement technique to the limit, nearly turning his entire body into a streak of lightning. With a casual flick of his finger, a ray of red-gold light shot into the forest.

Moving quickly, he continuously flicked out rays of red-gold light, until finally, Hun Tiandi was forced into a valley.

"Brat, why aren't you running anymore... Also, where did you learn the Three Thousand Lightning Movement?"

Hun Tiandi's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Ren Longzi. Under the latter's cold gaze, it seemed as if he could see through his soul.

"Those who knew this secret have already gone to hell. Do you want to know too..."

Hun Tiandi said coldly.

"Your killing intent is too heavy. Come back to the Starfall Pavilion with me to properly suppress it, and then let the faction behind you come to collect you."

Ren Longzi smiled.

Hun Tiandi said nothing and crooked his finger. This act of provocation completely enraged Ren Longzi, who descended from the sky.

He retracted his Dou Qi Wings and said with a hideous expression: "Provocation? This old man is going to crush your bones inch by inch... making you unable to live and unable to die."

A smile appeared on the corner of Hun Tiandi's mouth. Behind Ren Longzi, nine Red-Gold Puppets stood, having sealed off the surroundings of the valley at some unknown time.

This smile, landing in Ren Longzi's eyes, caused his rage to soar to the heavens.

"You arrived just in time... Do you want to look behind you?"

In his pitch-black eyes, light surged as Hun Tiandi spoke indifferently.

"Don't think you can deceive this old man..." Ren Longzi did not believe him and did not turn around to look.

"Attack." With a thought, the nine Red-Gold Puppets darted out, each throwing a punch at Ren Longzi's back. Feeling the energy behind him, Ren Longzi was shocked, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Bang...

One could only hear the bang, bang sounds ringing out in the valley, accompanied by continuous screams, kicking up waves of dust.

"Stop!" Hun Tiandi said indifferently, stepping forward and speaking in a cold voice.

"You..." Ren Longzi had been beaten by the group. Hun Tiandi spoke: "If you want to live, open your soul."

"I absolutely will not..." Thump, thump, another round of loving touches, and immediately, Ren Longzi cooperated very well by opening his soul.

Hun Tiandi planted a Blood Spirit Mark within Ren Longzi's soul, and transmitted some matters that required attention along with it.