537: Chapter 537 The Mystic Guards Appear!

Xing Yu deliberately kept his voice very low and changed his tone, not wanting Qin Yan to recognize his true identity.

He had been brooding over the fact that Qin Yan had defeated him that day and taken his title as the Gold Medal Arena Defender!

From childhood to adulthood, he had always been a favored child of heaven, a rising star of the Tianxu Sect. When had he ever suffered such an insult?

Being defeated in public by someone with a lower Realm than him, and losing so humiliatingly—he couldn't swallow this grievance!

So, for the past few days, he had been leading people to lie in wait outside for Qin Yan.

While the other party was inside the Tiangang Arena, he had no way to act; after all, the arena had rules against causing trouble inside.

But once the opponent came out, they would no longer be under the protection of the Tiangang Arena, and he could make his move!

However, considering that Qin Yan was also a Special Grade Disciple of this term's Taixuan Holy Land, a sensitive status, he decided to keep his identity hidden to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Do you two have a grudge against me?"

Qin Yan spoke, his voice calm.

But his mind was racing—who exactly had he provoked during this time?

Was it those monstrous prodigies from the Taixuan Holy Land?

Or was it the Martial Artists who had lost their bets in the arena?

"No grudge."

Xing Yu sneered, his voice raspy.

"But your grandpa here just doesn't like the look of you. Now, come over and let me give you a good thrashing, and I'll let you leave."

He didn't have any deep-seated hatred for Qin Yan and had no intention of killing him.

He just couldn't let go of that resentment and wanted to take revenge and humiliate the other man.

He wanted Qin Yan to kneel before him and beg for mercy.

Hearing this, Qin Yan sneered inwardly.

Who was he trying to fool?

The fact that the two of them could accurately block him here meant they had been monitoring him all along.

After going to such great lengths, how could they possibly let him leave so easily?

"Fine, you said it. No going back on your word."

Qin Yan spoke, a submissive expression appearing on his face.

Hearing this, Xing Yu looked delighted.

This kid was quite sensible!

"Good, you're a smart one. Just wait..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Qin Yan stomp his foot. True Qi instantly swirled around him as he transformed into a streak of light, bolting away into the distance!

That speed was astonishing; in the blink of an eye, he had already run dozens of meters!

Seeing this, Xing Yu's face instantly turned ashen!

Qin Yan had actually played him for a fool!

"Elder Qin, I'll have to trouble you."

Xing Yu gritted his teeth and spoke to the black-robed old man beside him.

Since the opponent wasn't going to be sensible, then don't blame him for using force!

The old man named Elder Qin nodded faintly upon hearing this.

"Young Master, no problem. Leave it to me. That kid won't get far."

His voice was aged and calm.

After speaking, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body!

That aura was like a mountain collapsing or heavenly might descending, instantly sweeping toward Qin Yan!

Qin Yan, who was running frantically, suddenly felt a powerful pressure surging toward him from behind!

That pressure was as vast as the sea and as grand as the heavens, making it almost impossible for him to breathe!

Qin Yan was greatly shocked!

This person is definitely not a Sixth Rank!

A Sixth-Rank Martial Artist could never have such a terrifying aura!

The opponent is likely a Grandmaster!

Only a Grandmaster could give him such a terrifying sense of oppression!

However—

Just as he was feeling anxious—

He suddenly felt the pressure behind him abruptly lighten!

It vanished!

That terrifying sense of oppression receded like a tide, disappearing without a trace!

Qin Yan didn't understand why.

But he didn't have time to overthink it.

At this moment, he had only one thought—

Escape first!

He continued to run frantically into the distance without looking back.

Meanwhile, in front of Elder Qin and Xing Yu, a figure appeared out of thin air.

It was a man wearing a black robe, the hem embroidered with dark gold patterns that shimmered with a faint light under the sun.

He wore a cyan mask on his face, its design ancient, revealing only two deep eyes.

Those eyes were cold as iron and indifferent as frost.

He just stood there quietly, with no aura leaking from his body, yet he gave off an unfathomable sense of oppression.

It was as if his standing there made him a mountain, a sea, an insurmountable chasm.

When Elder Qin saw the mask on the man's face, his expression changed violently, his pupils constricted sharply, and he cried out in alarm:

"You are a Holy Land Mysterious Guards!"

His voice was full of fear and disbelief.

He hadn't expected to encounter a Holy Land Mysterious Guards in this desolate wilderness!

Although Xing Yu beside him had never heard of the Mysterious Guardss, he could feel how terrifying this person was!

That invisible sense of oppression was ten times more terrifying than when Elder Qin had broken out with all his strength!

He could only stand silently to the side, not even daring to breathe loudly, hoping not to cause trouble for Elder Qin.

The black-robed man—Mysterious Ink—glanced indifferently at the two of them, his voice cold as iron:

"Intending to insult a Prodigy of my Holy Land, according to our Holy Land's rules—"

He paused, his voice suddenly turning a few degrees colder.

"Punishment is due."

As his voice fell, a black Dharma Idol Golden Body appeared out of thin air behind him!

It was a massive phantom, several zhang tall, its entire body as pitch-black as ink.

The face of the Golden Body was blurred, its features indistinct, with only two deep eyes emitting a faint glow.

Black mist swirled around its body like living things, circling and entwining the Golden Body, emitting a heart-palpitating aura of death.

This was the hallmark of a Seventh-Grade Grandmaster—the Dharma Idol Golden Body!

"Netherworld Sword Domain!"

Mysterious Ink shouted in a low voice.

Black light suddenly erupted from the Golden Body!

The black light was like ink entering water, instantly spreading in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding space underwent a sudden change!

A pitch-black Sword Domain condensed, completely enveloping the area!

Within the Sword Domain, the sky and earth changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Countless black Sword Intents hovered in the air, dense and innumerable.

They hovered quietly, like countless pairs of eyes, coldly watching Elder Qin and Xing Yu.

With just a thought from Mysterious Ink, these Sword Intents would pour down like a torrential rain, piercing their hearts with ten thousand swords!

Under this terrifying Sword Domain, Xing Yu and Elder Qin felt an immense pressure throughout their entire bodies!

The pressure felt substantial, surging from all directions, squeezing their bodies and suppressing their True Qi, making it difficult for them to even move!

Xing Yu collapsed directly onto the ground, slumped there like a pile of mud, his whole body trembling.

Elder Qin was half-kneeling on the ground, his hands propped up, struggling to endure!

Veins popped on his forehead, sweat poured down like rain, and his entire body was trembling slightly, as if he could be crushed at any moment!

Elder Qin's face was full of fear; this Mysterious Guards's strength was so terrifying! He was completely outmatched!

Although he was a Seventh-Grade Grandmaster, in front of this Mysterious Guards, he was like an ant, with no power to fight back at all!