642: Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free!

Yao Delong finally took a proper, careful look at Yun Ruoning, discovering that her Aura was smooth and full; she was truly only a thin veil away from the Soul Transformation Stage!

As expected of a peerless Genius with a Spiritual Power Affinity of 10 points!

This cultivation speed would definitely be considered shocking in the eyes of ordinary Cultivators!

Just as Yao Delong was marveling in his heart, a pleasant notification sound that only he could hear rang out in his mind:

【Ding! Target character detected: Yun Ruoning, generating strong emotions of appreciation and recognition! Favorability +10!】

【Current Favorability: 70 (Appreciation and Trust)】

The notification sound faded in Yao Delong's mind. He and Yun Ruoning smiled at each other, their mutual trust and appreciation deepening further.

Over the next few days, Yao Delong concentrated on healing his injuries within Yun Ruoning's luxurious and comfortable carriage.

At the same time, he silently circulated his Cultivation Technique to consolidate his cultivation Realm, which had become slightly unstable due to the successive fierce battles.

With the miraculous effects of the 'Xuan Soul Condensing Divine Pill' as a foundation, coupled with his own abnormal recovery power, his condition improved day by day.

On the seventh day, the massive White Cloud Merchant Guild caravan finally arrived at the final barrier of the Xuan Ye Dynasty's northern border—Black Stone Pass!

The pass walls were as towering as iron-cast behemoths, exuding a chilling Evil Qi. Two teams of Nine Nether Sect Disciples, dressed in black and red armor with sinister Auras, guarded the entrance.

A black-robed Elder with a gloomy Face at the Late Stage Soul Transformation sat in the center, his sharp eyes scanning the passing merchants.

Cang Bai stepped forward with a calm expression, holding a token engraved with auspicious clouds and a golden 'Bai' character, which emitted a soft yet undeniable glow of authority.

"White Cloud Merchant Guild, transit documents."

Cang Bai's voice wasn't loud, yet it entered everyone's ears clearly. At the same time,

the vast pressure belonging to the Void Refinement Mid-stage spread out subtly, like an invisible mountain,

causing those fierce Nine Nether Sect Disciples to subconsciously restrain their arrogance.

The black-robed Elder clearly recognized the White Cloud Merchant Guild token and Cang Bai, a stiff smile squeezing onto his Face:

"So it is the distinguished guests of the White Cloud Merchant Guild. This is a routine inspection, please forgive us."

He waved his hand, and several Disciples stepped forward, symbolically opening the tarps of a few cargo wagons. After a cursory glance, they respectfully retreated.

"Let them through!" the black-robed Elder called out.

The caravan slowly started moving, preparing to pass through the deep gateway.

Suddenly, a change occurred!

"Wait!"

A low shout containing a violent Aura exploded like a clap of thunder!

A surge of blood-colored Evil Qi soared into the sky, instantly enveloping the entire pass!

A figure tore through the void, crashing down in front of the caravan like a meteorite, blocking the path!

The newcomer was as burly as an iron tower, with a coarse and fierce Face, his bare upper body covered in hideous scars.

Tyranny and madness burned within a pair of blood-red eyes that were like copper bells!

It was precisely Yao Delong's old acquaintance—the Master of the War God Hall, Tu Wanxiong!

The fierce might of the Void Refinement Mid-stage spread out unscrupulously, instantly overpowering the Aura Cang Bai had deliberately restrained!

Seven consecutive days of frantic searching had yielded nothing; the Mad Extreme Old Devil and the mysterious Soul Transformation evil Cultivator he was pursuing seemed to have vanished from the Face of the earth!

A strong intuition bit at Tu Wanxiong' heart like a venomous snake—

These two were very likely hidden within this massive White Cloud Merchant Guild caravan! Especially inside those tightly covered carriages!

Better to kill wrongly than to let them escape!

Inside the carriage, Yun Ruoning, who was talking in low tones with the transformed 'Ordinary Wood Cultivator' Yao Delong, furrowed her elegant brows as a flash of icy anger crossed her beautiful eyes.

"Uncle Bai!" Her voice was cold as ice, penetrating the carriage walls.

"What blind fool is outside? Do they not know this Young Miss is inside the carriage? How dare they block the carriages of my White Cloud Merchant Guild?! Blast them aside!"

Boom!

The Aura belonging to the Void Refinement Mid-stage on Cang Bai's body was no longer held back, erupting like a dormant volcano!

The terrifying pressure formed a physical shockwave, slamming hard against Tu Wanxiong' blood-colored Evil Qi! The air let out an overburdened explosion!

"Hall Master Slaughter!" Cang Bai's voice was like clashing metal, filled with warning and anger.

"Inside this carriage is the Young Master of my White Cloud Merchant Guild, Young Miss Yun Ruoning! You block us without cause—have you considered the consequences?!"

"White Cloud Merchant Guild's... Young Master?!"

Tu Wanxiong' pupils shrank suddenly, a flash of uncertainty crossing his blood-red eyes.

He hadn't expected this 'Auntie' to be riding in this caravan!

The Young Master of the White Cloud Merchant Guild held a status that even the Nine Nether Sect Leader would have to give some Face to!

But the arrow was already on the string!

Intuition told him the opportunity was right before him! If that evil Cultivator truly was on the carriage and escaped because of this, he, Tu Wanxiong, would surely be severely punished by the Sect Leader and Vice Sect Master!

He might even lose his position as Hall Master of the War God Hall! He had to take a gamble!

"Enshrined Cang Bai!"

Tu Wanxiong suppressed the trace of apprehension in his heart, his voice hoarse but his attitude exceptionally firm.

"It is not that Slaughter does not give Face to the White Cloud Merchant Guild! It is that my Nine Nether Sect is pursuing two heinous criminals who killed a Hall Master of our sect!

This matter is of great importance; any suspicious group must be strictly investigated! Today, this caravan must be searched!"

"You!" Cang Bai was furious, his spiritual power surging as if he were about to strike!

"Good! What a fine War God Hall Master! What a fine Tu Wanxiong!"

Yun Ruoning's icy voice came from the carriage again, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

"It seems my White Cloud Merchant Guild is nothing more than this in the eyes of the Xuan Ye Dynasty and the Nine Nether Sect!

Uncle Bai, let him search! Aside from my carriage, let him check all vehicles, including the storage rings of you Enshrined! If he cannot find the person he wants... hmph!"

The final cold snort contained boundless fury!

Tu Wanxiong braved Cang Bai's murderous gaze and Yun Ruoning's icy pressure, hardening his heart to begin the search.

He personally inspected every carriage, his powerful Divine Thought sweeping through every corner like a fine-toothed comb.

He didn't even miss the hidden compartments in the cargo boxes, and even demanded that Cang Bai and several Nascent Soul Enshrined open their storage rings for him to probe their Auras.

However, he found nothing!

There was no Devilish Qi from the Mad Extreme Old Devil, nor the sinister Aura of that Soul Transformation evil Cultivator! There were only ordinary goods and guild personnel!

Tu Wanxiong' Face grew uglier and uglier, cold sweat seeping from his forehead.

He felt the gazes of Cang Bai and the others like sharp swords, and even more, he felt the anger emanating from the luxurious carriage that almost froze him solid.

Only Yun Ruoning's carriage remained!

Tu Wanxiong' eyes were fixed deathly on that luxurious carriage pulled by Cloud-Treading Beasts; intuition told him the greatest possibility was inside!

He gritted his teeth and, under immense pressure, said in a deep voice: "Miss Yun... this matter is of great importance, please forgive my offense! Your carriage, please also..."

"PRESUMPTUOUS!!!"

A roar like thunder from the Nine Heavens, carrying supreme majesty and terrifying Evil Qi, suddenly exploded above everyone's heads!

The sky above Black Stone Pass seemed to be violently torn open by an invisible giant hand, and a massive void rift snapped open!

Buzz!

A figure stepped out from within!

His black robes were like ink, his white hair danced wildly, his Face was gloomy, and his eyes were as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice!

It was precisely the Vice Sect Master of the Nine Nether Sect—Ye Wushang!