CHAPTER 567: CHAPTER 567 DECEPTION

White-Eyed Elder sneered and said, "How could Ben Eld know you deceived him?"

"No, no, absolutely not!" the disciple quickly replied.

But before he could finish speaking, he saw the bandit behind Old White Eyes extend his hand in front of him.

Immediately, the disciple seemed to be grabbed mid-air by an invisible hand, struggling in terror.

"No..."

When Murong Yan saw this, it was as if she understood something and cried out.

However, apparently, within her region, the cries of one disciple under Yuan Ying meant nothing to the bandits.

The bandits were utterly ruthless.

BOOM!

The disciple who had just been speaking burst like a balloon filled with blood and water, exploding into a cloud of blood in mid-air.

At this point, the White-Eyed Elder didn’t bother to look, continuing to say, "Ben Eld has always believed in taking action, so saying no won’t help. Ben Eld will slowly eradicate your Divine Sword Sect. Before you can act on your promises, your Divine Sword Sect will be erased!"

Erased?

The disciples of the Chenjian Sect who heard Old Bai Mei’s words were completely stunned.

They had never considered that the Shenjian Gate, as a hegemon of the Northern Region, could be destroyed by the Ghost Emperor without any negotiation.

For a moment, under unclear leadership, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect seemed to lose their minds completely. They immediately sacrificed their magic weapons or used their Shen Body techniques, hastily thinking of escape!

Unfortunately, they were up against Elder Bai Yan of the Ghost King Sect.

He was not only a powerful figure among their ranks but also a man of iron will who viewed them as mere ants.

All that could be heard was Old Bai Mei’s icy snort. Suddenly, the disciples of Shenjian Gate who fled to the skies dropped down like dumplings.

As for Old Bai Mei and the two people behind him, they slowly stood up again, looking down at the utterly despairing Murong Yan and the disciples of Shenjian Gate.

"Will Little Xue and I have to die this way? Will the Divine Arrow Sect have to be annihilated like this? Will... will I ever see him again?"

As Bai Yan Elder prepared to strike the final blow, Murong Yan’s heart filled with an overwhelming fear, but involuntarily, an image of someone flashed in her mind.

Yet in the end, everything transformed into a sigh. She slowly closed her eyes, awaiting death’s arrival.

But a long time passed, and Murong Yan felt no pain at all. Even the suffocating breath from Elder Bai Yan and the three bandits that had weighed on her moments ago seemed to dissipate gradually.

"I’m back!"

The familiar voice prompted Murong Yan to slowly and doubtfully open her eyes, her expression beginning to change.

First disbelief, then surprise, and finally, excitement!

For it was a man in black clothing, with black hair and an impassive expression, someone who had haunted Murong Yan’s thoughts countless times. This man had once stood proudly in the skies above Tianyuan City, across mystical lands, and even within the Divine Sword Sect!

"You... you’ve finally returned. Yang... Yang Tian!"

Murong Yan’s beautiful eyes suddenly filled with tears, almost unable to stop herself from rushing into Yang Tian’s embrace.

However, she controlled her emotions well and quickly bowed to the Old Swordsman beside Yang Tian, saying, "I... I’ve seen Master."

"You’re in pain!"

Elder Jian slightly nodded and angrily glanced towards Elder Bai Mei in the sky.

In the boundless sea, their encounter with the Ghost Elder had shown the Elder infinite reverence for the appearance of the Three Emperors.

At this moment, Shenjian Gate was controlled by the Ghost King Sect, Elder Bai Yan, and others, and the resulting scene before them was as it appeared. The image of the Ghost King Sect had plummeted to rock bottom.

If Yang Tian hadn’t sensed Chen Xue’s danger and brought her back in time, Chenjian Sect might no longer exist at this moment.

Thus, Elder Jian roared almost in fury at Elder Bai Mei: "Ghost King Sect! My Divine Sword Sect will have conflict with you!"

"Both sides won’t?"

Initially watching Yang Tian, Elder Bai Mei immediately redirected his gaze and sneered upon hearing Elder Ling Jian: "Ling Jian, you’re so weak—are you even worthy?" I’m far more interested in that young man beside you than in you!

Speaking, Elder Bai Mei’s eyes fell directly upon Yang Tian, coldly saying, "Though it seems you’re only at early Divine Separation, you were able to block an elder’s palm. Are you the Heavenly Ghost Venerable?"

But Yang Tian appeared not to hear him. He crouched down to look at Chen Xue, who lay in Murong Yan’s arms, and directly fed her a pill.

"Ah... Yang... Brother Yang, you... you’re back?"

After swallowing the pill, Chen Xue’s previously pale face gradually grew rosy, her complexion recovering as she immediately woke up, smiling sweetly.

Seeing this, Yang Tian gently stroked Chen Xue’s beautiful hair, softly saying, "It’s alright, I’m back." I just feel bad about the hardships you’ve endured while I was away."

"Xue... Xue hasn’t suffered!" After all, Shenjian Gate is considered... my own family!" Chen Xue responded promptly.

Perhaps drained from her energy, she began to doze off again moments later.

Murong Yan grew worried when she noticed, quickly saying, "Xue, she... Little Xue fought to defend against the Ghost King Sect’s attack, all alone during the Dragon Sword battle. But the Dragon Sword was broken apart, leaving her severely injured, and even Bai Mei said... he said that Little Xue might not be able to cultivate anymore!"

"Don’t worry, she’ll be fine!"

Yang Tian laughed again.

With his transcendent powers, it was plain to see Chen Xue’s injuries were indeed severe; however, Yang Tian possessed the ethereal alchemy of the universe and countless immortal medicines.

Moreover, the pill Chen Xue just took was the rarest of treasures in the universe—a Hundred Spirit Continuation Pill, as luminous as the stars!

This pill had been specifically crafted to repair damaged meridians, and Yang Tian had managed to return just in time. Now, Chen Xue suffered no impediments whatsoever.

Only Yang Tian knew the true potency of the Hundred Spirit Continuation Pill, leaving others oblivious.

Especially the three Ghost Kings standing in the sky—they all wore icy smirks.

A man standing behind Elder Bai Yan heard Yang Tian insist that Chen Xue was fine, immediately laughing aloud: "What? Severed meridians are ’fine’? Haha, looks like this little girl’s luck is truly miserable. To think her awaited savior turned out to be a fool!"

As he spoke, seeing Yang Tian remain unresponsive, the man shouted aloud, "Boy, this elder is speaking to you! Did you hear me?" White-Eyed Elder asked you not to meddle, and now this elder commands you the same. Wait and see when we destroy everything you have."

The Ghost King Sect stood as one of the peak clans in the Spiritual Cultivation Domain, among the top three in the domain.

Not to mention their unmatched divine strength with in-depth experience over the past years—whenever it was known disciples of the Divine Sword Sect encountered members of the Ghost King Sect, they had to kneel with utmost respect.

Or else, death was always a possibility!

This was precisely like the Divine Sword Sect, considered the hegemon of the Northern Regions, instilling fear among all clans in the area!

Now, with Elder Bai Mei’s Ghost King Sect leading forces into the Chenjian Sect, even Shenjian Gate’s disciples fell into complete despair upon seeing their arrival.

After all, even Ye Wudao himself wouldn’t dare disregard the Ghost King Sect.

If only one Dragon Sword fight sufficed to deter the Ghost King Sect, then even Ye Wudao’s lofty arrogance would hardly stand against them?

Thus, no one could have imagined that there might come a day when Yang Tian could make the elders of the Ghost King Sect so easily kneel before him.