120: Chapter 120 A Timely Return

The Black-robed Man licked his lips, the blood-red light in his eyes growing even more intense: "As expected of the shopkeeper of Wanbao Pavilion, your strength is truly extraordinary! To think you could take seven tenths of my power's Blood Fiend Demonic Palm."

"Who are you? Why are you helping the Zhang Family?"

Lin Xueying asked in a deep voice, her tone carrying a trace of wariness.

"No comment!"

The Black-robed Man sneered, a flash of contempt crossing his blood-red pupils,

"Miss Lin, you only need to know that we have no intention of making an enemy of you, and I ask that you do not meddle in the affairs of the Baili Family! Otherwise... Hmph!"

The moment the two of them were in a standoff, a miserable scream came from the other side.

"Ah...!"

Baili Xuanchen was struck squarely in the chest by a palm from Zhang Chengfeng, his figure flying backward like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily onto the stone pillar of the plaza.

That stone pillar instantly cracked, and rubble flew in all directions.

Fresh blood spewed wildly from Baili Xuanchen's mouth, staining his graying beard and lapel crimson. His entire body limp, he slid down to the ground, on the verge of death.

"Grand Elder!"

The members of the Baili Family split their eyes with rage, crying out in alarm one after another. They wanted to rush forward, but were blocked tightly by the members of the Zhang Family.

Zhang Chengfeng was like a blood-bathed demon god, walking step by step toward Baili Xuanchen.

His face was distorted and deformed from extreme anger, his wrinkles bunched together like dry, cracked tree bark.

Those blood-red eyes stared fixedly at the old man beneath his feet, his voice hoarse and resentful: "Tell me! Where is that little bastard Baili Yunche?"

Baili Xuanchen lifted his head with difficulty, blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, yet a mocking smile appeared on his face.

His gaze was calm and resolute, as if he had long since cast life and death aside.

"I will not tell you..." He coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, his voice weak yet every word resounding,

"The Clan Chief and Baili Yunche... will avenge us! You Zhang Family... colluding with the Demonic Path... will meet a bad end!"

He raised his head, gazing at the sky stained red by the aura of blood fiends, a look of calm acceptance toward life and death emerging on his aged face.

A century of cultivation, and life and death are merely Reincarnation.

Although his cultivation was not high, Baili Xuanchen's backbone was not weak.

Even if he died today, he would die standing!

"Old thing, you have a hard mouth!" Zhang Chengfeng's expression was ferocious as he raised the blood fiend demonic saber high, "Since you won't talk, then go to hell!"

The blood fiend demonic saber carried a piercing sound of tearing through the air, slashing fiercely toward Baili Xuanchen's head!

"Grand Elder!" The members of the Baili Family let out a desperate, hoarse roar.

Right at this moment.

"Clang!"

A crimson-gold stream of light sped over like a meteorite from beyond the heavens, blocking precisely in front of Baili Xuanchen.

A palm enveloped in crimson-red flames steadily gripped the blade of the blood fiend demonic saber!

Sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of metal clashing was deafening!

"Who?!"

Zhang Chengfeng's expression changed drastically, only feeling a vast and mighty force transmit from the blade body, shaking his powerful body and causing his figure to involuntarily retreat three steps backward.

The stream of light dispersed, revealing a youth dressed in a cyan longgown.

He had a handsome visage, sword-like brows and star-like eyes, and his entire body radiated a sharp yet scorching aura. It was unexpectedly Baili Yunche, who had rushed back from the Sunset Mountain Range!

"Baili Yunche!"

"The Clan Chief has returned too!"

Seeing that familiar figure, the members of the Baili Family instantly became so excited that their eyes welled up with tears, and their morale greatly soared.

Looking at the tall and straight back blocking before him, a trace of gratification and excitement flashed through Baili Xuanchen's cloudy eyes.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his injuries were too severe, and he couldn't catch his breath. His vision darkened, and he passed out cold directly.

"Grand Elder!"

Baili Yunche turned his head to look, seeing that Baili Xuanchen had only passed out and his life was not in danger, his heart settled slightly.

He gently laid the old man flat on the ground, then stood up, turning his gaze toward Lin Xueying on the side, and solemnly cupped his fists in salute.

"Many thanks to Miss Lin for stepping in to help."

Although he did not know for what purpose Lin Xueying had stepped in to save the Baili Family, the fact that Lin Xueying could stand forward at such a critical juncture meant he kept this sentiment in his heart.

"You are welcome."

Lin Xueying smiled slightly, a smile like melting ice and snow, and blooming flowers.

She took a deep look at Baili Yunche, and that sense of induction in her heart grew even stronger.

The Pure Yang Qi on this youth's body was even more intense when felt at close range, almost causing the Nine Yin Meridians within her body to tremble because of it.

"You are Baili Yunche?"

Zhang Chengfeng stabilized his figure, pointing the blood fiend demonic saber from afar at Baili Yunche, his voice carrying bone-deep hatred.

"Aren't you looking for me? And yet you still ask who I am?"

Baili Yunche slowly turned around, his gaze falling upon Zhang Chengfeng.

His eyes instantly turned as cold as a blade, filled with killing intent. Crimson-gold spiritual power slowly rose around his body, like an awakening god of war.

"Are you the one who killed my son and my grandson?"

Zhang Chengfeng's voice trembled with anger, and the aura of blood fiends surged crazily from within his body, dyeing half the sky scarlet.

"Yes, that's right! I killed your son and grandson!"

The corners of Baili Yunche's mouth lifted slightly, revealing an extremely calm smile, as if he were recounting a trivial matter,

"Oh! That's not right, there's also your granddaughter! I killed her in the Sunset Mountain Range too!"

"You... you truly deserve to die! Little beast, go die for me!"

Zhang Chengfeng completely fell into madness, the blood light in his eyes almost overflowing.

He let out an angry roar, raising the blood fiend demonic saber high above his head. A blood-red blade radiance over ten zhang long tore through the Void Realm, carrying world-destroying might as it slashed down directly toward Baili Yunche's head!

This strike condensed all of his cultivation of the Middle Stage of the Golden Core Stage, as well as monstrous resentment and killing intent, swearing to split Baili Yunche in two with a single strike!

However, Baili Yunche only sneered: "Ignorant!"

His figure shifted slightly, and his right fist slammed out fiercely!

"Myriad Phenomena Thunder Fist!"

Fists out like thunder, a roaring explosion sounded!

A crimson-gold fist aura wrapped in the momentum of a thunderbolt collided fiercely with that blood-red blade radiance!

"Boom!"

In front of the fist aura, the blood-red blade radiance shattered instantly, just like paper paste!

The remaining momentum of the pale blue fist aura did not diminish, slamming heavily onto Zhang Chengfeng's chest!

"Puff...!"

Zhang Chengfeng spewed fresh blood, his figure flying backward like a torn burlap sack. He spat three consecutive mouthfuls of blood mist in mid-air before smashing heavily onto the ground.

His chest caved in, several ribs broke, his complexion was as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with shock and utter disbelief.

"Impossible! Aren't you at the eighth layer of Foundation Establishment? How did you break through to the Golden Core Stage so quickly?"

He stared fixedly at Baili Yunche, his voice hoarse and trembling.

The intelligence clearly stated that this person was only at the eighth layer of Foundation Establishment!

There is a natural chasm between Foundation Establishment and Golden Core; how could he just break through whenever he wants?

"No comment!" Baili Yunche closed in step by step, the killing intent in his eyes growing even more intense, "You injured the Grand Elder, and even wanted to wipe out my entire Family. You have already brought about your own path to death!"

He slowly drew the chiyang sword. The sword body was crimson red as blood, wreathed in flames, emitting a scorching and fierce aura.

"Go to hell!"

Baili Yunche let out a cold shout, holding the chiyang sword high above his head. A crimson-red sword radiance several zhang long suddenly erupted, slashing fiercely down toward Zhang Chengfeng!

"No...!" Zhang Chengfeng screamed in terror, his eyes filled with despair.

"Lord Altar Master! Save me!"

"Trash!"

A cold shout came from mid-air.

The figure of the Black-robed Man flashed, instantly appearing in front of Zhang Chengfeng.

He casually struck out with a palm, and a dense aura of blood fiends transformed into a blood-red shield, blocking in front of him.

"Boom!"

The chiyang sword slashed against the blood shield, producing a loud explosion.

Baili Yunche only felt a chilly yet majestic power transmit from the sword body, jarring his arms numb and causing his figure to involuntarily retreat seven or eight steps backward before stabilizing his stance.

"Ninth Layer of Golden Core!"

Baili Yunche's heart tightened slightly, his gaze fixed tightly on the Black-robed Man.

He hadn't expected that the Zhang Family actually concealed an expert of the Ninth Layer of Golden Core!

Furthermore, this person's aura of blood fiends was so intense; he was definitely a core figure of the Blood Demon Sect!