13: Chapter 13 Returning to the Void Divine Body, Traversing the Void

Just now, when Lin Feiyu launched his sneak attack, Yun Chenfei saw it clearly; Yi Kuhan's attacks had all landed into the Void Realm.

"Senior Sister, are you able to attack Lin Feiyu, who is hiding in the Void Realm?"

To be absolutely sure, Yun Chenfei secretly transmitted his voice to ask Yi Kuhan.

"So that figure in the Void Realm was him. I can, but if I can't see where he is, how am I supposed to hit him?"

Yi Kuhan replied via voice transmission as well.

"Hehe! You can't see him, but I can. That brat is currently hiding in the Void Realm about fifteen zhang away to your left."

"Don't act rashly yet. He shouldn't know that I can see him. In a moment, I will lure him into attacking again, and then you will..."

Yun Chenfei said in an icy tone.

Yi Kuhan cast a meaningful glance at her Junior Brother but did not speak.

Yun Chenfei's gaze couldn't help but drift toward Ye Qingshan's hands; he was extremely envious of his saints hand bone and thought to himself.

"Hehe, the saints hand bone will be mine sooner or later. I'll just let you use your essence blood to nourish it for me for a while."

He then flipped his palm, and a three-foot-long sword appeared in his hand.

With a gentle lift of his palm, the long sword soared into the sky and then began to revolve around Yun Chenfei's body.

To outsiders, this action of Yun Chenfei's clearly showed he was extremely wary of Lin Feiyu hiding in the Void Realm, and he had been forced to release his Flying Sword for defense.

"Hmph! Do you think a single Flying Sword is enough to stop my sneak attack?"

"The next sword strike will surely take your dog life!"

Lin Feiyu, hiding in the Void Realm, thought to himself.

The people from the surrounding Four Great Daoist Sects seemed very confident in Lin Feiyu's assassination ability.

They very tacitly stayed where they were to watch, none of them entering the Heavenly Origin Violet Flame Killing Formation set up by Hua Qianmo.

The people from the Three Great Demonic Sects also had no intention of leaving the formation.

Although the two sides were incompatible like fire and water, they had not yet reached the point of a full-scale conflict.

Yun Chenfei's muscles were tense, and his Flying Sword kept spinning around him.

Ye Qingshan and Zou Su stayed behind the crowd, watching Yun Chenfei with cold, sinister gazes, wondering what kind of trouble they were cooking up again.

At this moment, Lin Feiyu in the Void Realm moved.

He quietly used Void Shuttle to arrive not far behind Yun Chenfei.

Although Yun Chenfei did not look directly in the direction where Lin Feiyu was hiding, his peripheral vision was constantly focused on Lin Feiyu's movements.

At the moment Lin Feiyu disappeared, the Flying Sword happened to rotate in front of Yun Chenfei.

Through the reflection on the sword blade, he clearly saw a flash of purple in the Void Realm behind him.

"Senior Sister, now! Attack the Void Realm behind me."

While transmitting his voice, Yun Chenfei stepped on the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Demon and flashed to the side at high speed.

Yi Kuhan pointed her index finger behind Yun Chenfei, a small purple sphere of light condensing at her fingertip.

The moment she heard Yun Chenfei's voice transmission, the purple sphere shot out like a meteor, vanishing in a flash.

Lin Feiyu slashed his sword fiercely toward Yun Chenfei's neck.

The silver long sword suddenly emerged from mid-air, tearing through the Void Realm and sweeping across.

The sword in his hand sliced through Yun Chenfei's neck without any resistance, which made Lin Feiyu feel a bad premonition in his heart.

"An afterimage!"

Just as he was about to flee via the Void Realm, Yi Kuhan's attack arrived abruptly.

Lin Feiyu was shocked and hurriedly held his sword horizontally in front of him, while his body retreated violently within the Void Realm passage.

Half a breath later, the Void Realm several thousand meters away twisted, and Lin Feiyu's battered figure appeared from mid-air.

He was covered in blood, and the sword in his hand was reduced to only half a blade; he fell straight down from mid-air, his life or death unknown.

This was the first time Yun Chenfei had seen Yi Kuhan truly attack, and she had only casually fired a small purple sphere.

Looking at Lin Feiyu's miserable state, he immediately felt that his Senior Sister had been much gentler when dealing with him in the past.

"What a vicious girl, to be able to compress her True Qi to this extent!"

An Elder of the Haotian Sect picked up the blood-covered Lin Feiyu and said viciously.

"To not die after taking a hit from my Spirit Pellet, the people of the Haotian Sect really are thick-skinned."

Yi Kuhan frowned slightly, then said regretfully.

The Haotian Sect is one of the top Body Refining Sects on the Water Moon Continent.

Even their Saint was heavily injured and knocked unconscious by your single strike.

And you still complain that your attack power is low?

You still regret not killing him?

Do you really think the people of the Haotian Sect are made of mud and paper!

What kind of feed do the people of the Xuan Yue Sect grow up on? Not only is each one more abnormal than the last, but when they fight, they are all so decisive and ruthless!

The people from the Four Great Daoist Sects felt a mix of emotions upon hearing Yi Kuhan's words.

Many saw that Yun Chenfei had safely passed the Saint Body Heavenly Tribulation and had also suppressed the Purple Heavenly Thunder within his body.

Furthermore, the Haotian Sect Saint, Lin Feiyu, had failed in his sneak attack and was instead almost killed in retaliation, so they all began to harbor thoughts of retreating.

"The people of the Demonic Sect are indeed sinister and cunning; one used their body as bait, and the other launched a sneak attack!"

"They injured the Haotian Sect Saint; we must make them hand over Yun Chenfei!"

Seeing this, Zou Su hurriedly hid in the crowd and secretly used a long-distance voice transmission technique to shout.

"Wait, wasn't Lin Feiyu injured when he was the one sneak-attacking them?"

"It's fine when you sneak attack others, but when they sneak attack you, it becomes sinister and cunning?"

"The people of the Four Great Daoist Sects may not be very strong, but when it comes to being shameless, we, the Three Great Demonic Sects, bow down to you."

Some impatient Disciples of the Three Great Demonic Sects retorted without showing weakness.

"Hmph! You only dare to hide in the Heavenly Origin Violet Flame Killing Formation and rely on your sharp tongues!"

Zou Su kept changing his position in the crowd and secretly transmitted his voice.

"Zou Su, you old dog, if you have the guts, come out and fight fair and square! Why hide in the crowd like a rat and stir up trouble!"

Hua Qianmo looked coldly at Zou Su, who was hiding here and there in the crowd, and shouted angrily.

Upon hearing this, Zou Su's voice stopped abruptly, like a duck whose neck had been grabbed.

The onlookers were eager for more chaos, and the crowd all around burst into laughter.

Someone even directly suggested that Zou Su should fight as a representative of the Four Great Daoist Sects.

This made the colors on Zou Su's old face shift between red, white, and black.

If he could beat Hua Qianmo, or even just fight to a draw, he would have gone out to fight.

He would have taken the opportunity to show off a few moves and raise his reputation within the Four Great Daoist Sects.

The key was that he knew he was no match for Hua Qianmo; if he went out to fight, he would definitely be utterly defeated.

This would inevitably cause the Divine Firmament Sect and the Four Great Daoist Sects to lose face, and would make him even more embarrassed.

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned enough and understood the way of forbearance; he was willing to be a coward rather than puffing out his cheeks to fill his face and going out to make a fool of himself.

The people from the other small Sects around, seeing there was no more excitement to watch, dispersed one after another.

The people from the Four Great Daoist Sects and the Three Great Demonic Sects in the arena also all slowly dispersed.

Glancing at a white figure in the distance, a faint look of sadness flashed across Yun Chenfei's eyes.

After turning around, a gentle smile returned to his face.

Two months later, the Saint-grade attack technique in the Misty Forest, huh.

Sorry, it's mine!