Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 895 - 894: Xiao Leng

"Tsk tsk tsk, I actually saw Hu Yuwei today, she truly lives up to her legendary beauty. I wonder who will be lucky enough to win her favor!"

"Today's battle has embarrassed the Heaven-Fighting Alliance. With the relic just about to open, they won't act rashly, but once inside the relic, a fierce clash between the two forces is inevitable!"

"That's just perfect. Let them fight, so we wandering disciples have a chance to fish in troubled waters!"

"Speaking of the Sacred Artifact in the relic, I wonder if it's true or just a rumor!"

"According to some insider info, this relic is specifically designed by the Nine Elements Dao Palace to provoke conflict among the freshmen!"

Only after Hu Yuwei and her two companions left did the surrounding young talents dare to speak loudly, discussing fervently!

Whoosh!

Chu Ming glanced slightly at the place where Hu Yuwei had left, then turned and flew towards the depths of the Blood Moon Secret Forest. The relic was in that direction!

...

Shortly after Chu Ming left, a group of Sealed King Level talents descended awkwardly from the sky, entering the Blood Moon Secret Forest's area. Leading them was a man dressed in white, his face pallid, and a faint trace of illness seemed to linger around him!

Vice-President of the Wild Dragon Association, Li Yi!

This group was precisely the Wild Dragon Association team that had been robbed by Chu Ming midway!

However, compared to before, the team now had injuries on everyone, their faces full of anger!

"The Seven Swords Association bastards really bullied us. They tried to kill us when we didn't have weapons. If we hadn't escaped quickly, we'd have probably died there today!"

A member of the Wild Dragon Association said through gritted teeth!

Indeed, after being robbed by Chu Ming, they encountered the Seven Swords Association, also one of the Five Great Powers. Initially, they were weaker than the members of the Seven Swords Association, and with their Storage Ring already taken by Chu Ming, they lost their Healing Elixirs and Weapons as well!

Upon clashing, the Seven Swords Association killed a few of them, and the remaining immediately fled, barely saving their lives!

A trace of gloom flashed across Li Yi's face. This time, they not only lost their Storage Ring but also several members. If the President blamed them, even as Vice-President, he couldn't escape responsibility!

"We must find that Sealed Saint Level talent. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be in such a miserable state!"

Another Wild Dragon Association member said angrily. Indeed, if Chu Ming hadn't taken their Storage Ring, they would've had weapons to fight against the Seven Swords Association members and wouldn't have been so wretched!

"Naturally, I've contacted the Fourth President. He told us to wait here. He will come to support us!"

Li Yi said coldly, his eyes as sharp as blades!

A group stood at the edge of the Blood Moon Secret Forest, waiting quietly. The surrounding silence was ominous, but the Wild Dragon Association members were used to such an atmosphere, so their faces remained unchanged!

After a while, a rustling sound emerged from the air, approaching closer. A chill swept from afar, making some of the weaker Martial Artists shiver!

"The Fourth President is here!"

Li Yi opened his tightly shut eyes and said calmly!

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow shot out from the depths of the Blood Moon Secret Forest. The speed was extreme, leaving countless afterimages in the air!

Boom!

"Greetings, President!"

The newcomer was a young man in a black robe, his demeanor cold, eyes icy blue, with pointed ears unlike human ears. His brow bore a terrifying plum blossom Demon Pattern!

This was the Sealed Saint Level talent of the Wild Dragon Association, Iron-faced Young Master Xiao Leng. Xiao Leng was not of the Human Race but belonged to the Ghost Spirit Race, one of the subjugated races of the Human Race!

"Hmm, follow me. Li Yi, report your experiences on this journey to me in detail!"

Iron-faced Young Master Xiao Leng said indifferently. He was called Iron-faced Young Master because of his cold nature and expressionless face. He's never shown other emotions; no one has ever seen him smile!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Figures darted about as members of the Wild Dragon Association followed Xiao Leng, flying deeper into the Blood Moon Secret Forest. All the while, Li Yi stayed half a step behind Xiao Leng, respectfully explaining everything that had happened!

"Oh? A Sealed Saint Level talent proficient in Sword Dao?"

Upon hearing Li Yi mention that Chu Ming had taken their Storage Ring, Xiao Leng's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and the temperature in the air dropped a few degrees. Normally, the Wild Dragon Association was the one robbing others, never the other way around!

"That's right, the Sealed Saint Level talent wore a Blood Robe. Though he didn't use a Treasure Sword, during his attack on us, it contained terrifying Sword Dao Power!" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Li Yi replied respectfully, relying on his memory!

"Not a member of the Seven Swords Association?"

Xiao Leng asked. The Seven Swords Association, though the smallest among the Five Great Powers, was the most formidable. While its members were diverse, swordsmen made up nearly ninety percent of them!

"No, I recognize all seven Sword Leaders of the Seven Swords Association. It's definitely not them!"

Li Yi answered confidently. The Seven Swords Association also had four Sealed Saint Level talents. Together with three top-tier Sealed King Level talents, they formed the Seven Swords Association, becoming Sword Leaders in control of the entire association!

"Since he's not from the Seven Swords Association, this makes things easier. When the relic opens in three days, he'll undoubtedly gather at the entrance. Then, the Third President and I will naturally deal with him!"

Iron-faced Young Master Xiao Leng calmly analyzed!

As he spoke, they had reached the main camp of the Wild Dragon Association!

In the main camp of the Wild Dragon Association, there were several hundred meticulously laid-out tents of various sizes, with many young people moving around inside!

At the center of these tents were four especially luxurious and spacious ones. Rather than tents, they resembled four small palaces!

This is the dwelling of the four Presidents of the Wild Dragon Association!

"Greetings, President!"

"Greetings, President!"

Along the way, members of the Wild Dragon Association seeing Iron-faced Young Master Xiao Leng greeted him respectfully, their expressions filled with subtle fear!

In the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm, Iron-faced Young Master Xiao Leng was an unrelenting Godslayer. Among the talents he's slain, there are at least seventy or eighty Sealed King talents, not to mention Sealed Marquis talents!

"Fourth Brother, you've returned!"

Xiao Leng dismissed Li Yi and the others, entering the third luxurious tent alone. As soon as he stepped inside, a calm voice quietly echoed!