101: Someone has red eyes! The Spirit Boat is surrounded!

Others might not know.

Ageless Elder Yuan Delong is Yang Yucheng; how could Lin Fan not know this?

And previously.

Lin Fan was only able to unleash the power of a Half-step Spirit Venerable because his master possessed him. Yang Yucheng could also unleash such power, but he would certainly have to pay a price!

His price was his master falling into slumber; it was only natural that the other party's price would be a backlash from the secret technique!

"Then pray well, Sect Master Martial Nephew Yang Yucheng, that you can overcome this ordeal. Don't you dare die on the way back to the Sect."

"Otherwise, I, your good Junior Brother, would be very unwilling!"

"In this Northern Region, the one who can kill you, Senior Brother, must be me, and can only be me!"

Lin Fan's gaze was profound, his resolve as firm as a rock; no one could change it!

...On the spirit boat!

Inside the room, Yang Yucheng was recuperating from his injuries.

As time passed, day by day, his injuries were gradually healing, and the paleness on his face was diminishing.

The backlash from the Cultivation Technique was not a particularly severe or untreatable injury.

As long as Yang Yucheng was given some time, he was confident he could fully recover!

Even at this moment, although Yang Yucheng could not use the secret technique again to unleash the power of a Half-step Spirit Venerable, a Spirit King was still not his opponent.

Unless it was a Spirit King Realm expert like Chen Qiuyun, who could unleash the combat power of a Spirit Emperor, it would be impossible to cause Yang Yucheng any trouble!

In a word.

Although he was currently injured, he was not a cripple!

But just then.

A commotion came from outside the spirit boat, and Yang Yucheng frowned.

According to his usual temperament, he would not have cowered in his room, allowing such a ruckus outside!

"Those who come with good intentions don't make a fuss; those who make a fuss probably don't have good intentions!"

Yang Yucheng said.

Leaving the room, Yang Yucheng once again resumed his usual composed demeanor, as if even the sky falling would be a minor matter in front of him.

As long as Yang Yucheng was present, the sky would not fall.

Even the biggest problems could be handled cleanly!

Taking a step, Yang Yucheng left the room and also arrived on the deck of the spirit boat, appearing before everyone.

"What happened?"

Yang Yucheng's casual voice slowly echoed in everyone's ears.

As the saying goes: a gentleman does not stand under a tottering wall.

But at this moment, Yang Yucheng absolutely could not show fear; only with a more forceful posture could he dispel external doubts!

No matter how true the news from Tianji Pavilion was.

However, before the suppression and decisive kill of powerful combat strength, most people would still cherish their lives and not dare to offend him, let alone the Fengyun Sect!

If nothing went wrong, some Spirit Emperor Elders should also be sent!

Others!

Yang Yucheng might not have much confidence, but within the Fengyun Sect, the Elders who originally supported him.

Besides Sixth Elder Xu Cheng, there were also Grand Elder Bai Yuanqi and Fourth Elder Zhang Song. These two would certainly arrive, and Yang Yucheng had the most confidence in them.

And among them.

Whether it was Grand Elder Bai Yuanqi or Fourth Elder, their strength was Late Stage Spirit Emperor and Middle Stage Spirit Emperor Peak respectively, not far from Late Stage.

With these two Protectors, Yang Yucheng would naturally be able to return safely.

However, before that, Yang Yucheng still had to personally deal with some petty scoundrels.

When everyone came to their senses, the Divine Phoenix Guard members cupped their hands, showing deference, each kneeling on one knee, and loudly shouted: "Members of the Divine Phoenix Guard, greetings, Hall Master!"

Yang Yucheng was still the Hall Master of the Ninth Hall, so this address was fine.

Moreover.

With external enemies attacking at this time, such an address could also boost morale and strengthen their own momentum!

Yang Yucheng looked up.

Only to see that at this moment!

Outside the spirit boat's Formation, a group of enemies were confronting the Divine Phoenix Guard members.

The situation seemed a bit grim.

Yang Yucheng sat down in a large chair on the deck, silently watching the situation outside the Formation, not making a move immediately, like a reclusive master, free from worldly concerns.

Or like a supreme expert, completely uninterested in the battles between these Spirit King Realm cultivators outside.

Instead, he treated each of them as a good show, like characters in a play on a stage.

Outside the Formation, the two sides confronted each other.

No one immediately engaged in a chaotic battle; each had a probing intent.

But among them, there were indeed people fighting.

There were two people, both in the Spirit King Realm. The Ninth Hall did have some elite experts, so having Spirit King Realm cultivators was not uncommon.

And at this moment, the two people fighting moved like phantoms.

One held a sword, while the other wielded a blood-colored great saber. It didn't look like a Demonic Path Cultivation Technique, but rather a wild, unorthodox style.

Usually referred to as: Loose Cultivator!

With a bang, Sword Qi scattered, turning into four cold lights that lunged directly at the person in front.

Crack!

The person's lower body was cut in half, and everything from the knees down directly fell from the high altitude, completely gone!

"Hehe!"

The Spirit King Realm cultivator of the Divine Phoenix Guard sneered.

He held his sharp sword, his expression even more disdainful: "Just you lot, daring to come and trouble my Young Master, you truly have a death wish!"

Yang Yucheng glanced at the two of them, then looked one by one at the other Spirit King Realm cultivators outside the Formation.

And being looked at by Yang Yucheng like that.

Even if those Spirit Kings had considerable confidence in their hearts, they still involuntarily lowered their heads.

Yang Yucheng was a Spirit Emperor expert after all, and for these Loose Cultivators, he was definitely invincible among those of the same cultivation level.

Being stared at by such a powerful expert.

In the past, they would have fled as far as possible. Right now, they were merely taking advantage of someone else's misfortune, which was why they could muster a bit of courage.

But in essence, they were still cowards!

"Do I have to come out for these guys?"

Yang Yucheng's expressionless voice, tinged with anger, slowly sounded.

He raised his right hand, then lowered it again, lightly tapping the red wooden chair beside him.

"What?"

Yang Yucheng sneered, "Could it be that even Sixth Elder here is doubting something? Or are you saying that you think I, your Sect Master Martial Nephew, am injured and therefore useless?"

"So, you also plan to come and watch me, your Sect Master Martial Nephew, make a fool of myself?"

Yang Yucheng's expression was playful.

His scrutinizing gaze, slightly raised, fell upon Xu Cheng on his left.

Xu Cheng shook his head repeatedly, like a rattle-drum.

He hurriedly spoke in reply.

"Sect Master Martial Nephew, please don't misunderstand. Right now, I will go and deal with them!"

Saying this, Xu Cheng turned around and rushed out of the Formation, seemingly intending to go on a killing spree.