Chapter 26: The Blazing Venerable

  Frosty wind and icy cave, a huge icicle with iron chains linked together, Ye Yang was tightly locked on the icicle, cold air overflowing, piercing chill permeating his body, ancient runes' glow faintly appeared on Ye Yang's right arm, which was a sign of blood awakening.

  "Still no good?"

  Ye Yang took a deep breath, the glow on his arm gradually dissipated, and after completing the transformation into the Fire God Warrior for the first time, he tried again but failed to transform successfully. It seemed that this required extremely strong spiritual power to complete in general. In short, Ye Yang's current wretched state was fundamentally unable to accomplish it.

  Most importantly, he was both hungry and thirsty, his physical strength had been exhausted to the extreme, and the Fire God's power within him was as still as a dead lake, not stirring up even a single ripple.

  Moreover, while severely injuring Peng Cheng, Ye Yang was also injured by the opponent's powerful aura backlash. Adding to that, after being hit by Peng Feng's ruthless attack, Ye Yang's body had actually become covered in wounds. This state was truly unable to support his Bloodline Transformation, because that state was extremely exhausting for both true energy and physical strength. This point, Ye Yang deeply felt.

  Suddenly, he hung his head, and his mind was filled with a mixture of confusion, resentment, and anger. All of this was due to Peng Feng's actions, who was worried about being retaliated against, so he would inevitably put himself in a life-or-death situation at any moment. This situation made Ye Yang worry endlessly, but he was powerless to do anything, unable to muster up even a bit of strength, let alone take revenge.

  Just then, voices were heard outside the ice cave——

  "Two venerables, you have arrived!"

  That was the voice of the guard, in order to imprison Ye Yang, Peng Feng dispatched high-ranking members from his clan to serve as guards, each with at least a third-level Earth Realm strength, showing how much importance they placed on Ye Yang.

  With a "whooshing" sound of the door opening, two old men wearing black cloaks walked in, who were exactly the top-notch masters within the Peng clan that Feng had taken in!

  Ye Yang could clearly feel that the strength of the two men was unfathomable, and even surpassed his own!

  Look up and see, on the chest of two old men's shirts, there were seven gold stars hanging from their collars!

  A 7th-level Earth Realm expert!

  In an instant, Ye Yang's heart turned cold, he never thought that Peng Feng would be so ruthless and send two Grandmaster-level experts to end his life, truly looking down on himself!

  Without batting an eyelid, Ye Yang exerted himself to gather his last bit of Fire God's True Qi, condensing it into the power of Tai Xu, ready to defend against the enemy with the Qian Kun shield at any moment.

  Two venerable men strode in, their eyes coldly fixed on Ye Yang. One of them, an old man with fiery red hair, glared at Ye Yang and said icily, "Youngster, lift your head!"

  Ye Yang slowly raised his head, and his heart skipped a beat. He had long heard that the two strongest cultivators in Peng Feng's mansion were Lian Yan Zun Zhe (Flame Emperor) and Bing Shuang Zun Zhe (Ice Emperor). One cultivated fire god power, while the other cultivated ice god power. Without a doubt, the two powerful individuals before him, one with fiery red hair and the other with icy blue hair, were indeed the legendary duo!

  Ling Yanzi gazed at Ye Yang, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "I didn't expect that you would actually trigger the awakening of the Fire God's bloodline. The annals of the Fire God clan should have been rewritten for you, but unfortunately, you shouldn't have offended the master of Pengfeng Sect. Now, your path has only one outcome - death!"

  His opponent's eyes were full of murderous intent, and Ye Yang already knew that he was in a precarious situation.

  At this time, the Frost Lord beside him revealed a hint of a sly smile and said: "Let's get started, let him suffer less! Old Fire, are you coming or am I?"

  Ling Yan Zun laughed coldly: "Killing a newly born Fire God Warrior, what's more thrilling than this? Of course it's me who came!"

  As he spoke, Lie Yan Zun stepped forward, his palms open, with clusters of flames swirling within, emitting a scorching aura that was frightening to behold. It was hard to imagine that in this extremely cold ice cave, he could still make the intensity of the fire god's power so fierce.

  "Brush!"

  The flames spread, and surprisingly condensed into a flame long knife held in the hands of Lie Yan Zun. This nearly perfect control over fire elements left Ye Yang speechless, sighing that he was inferior.

  The fierce flames master sneered, suddenly raised the flame long knife, against Ye Yang's face, gloomily smiling: "Youngster, accept your death! No matter if you are a fire god warrior or not, today, you must die at my hands!"

  "Boom!"

  A fierce flame descended, a strike as swift as lightning, and struck Ye Yang's skull straight on.

  However, in the flash of lightning, Ye Yang suddenly lifted his left leg, a blue乾坤盾 instantly condensed, and it was wonderfully swung onto the opponent's flame long knife. Immediately afterwards, he kicked the abdomen of Lie Yan Zun with great force!

  "Boom!"

  A solid blow, containing almost all of Ye Yang's remaining true energy.

  Ling Yan Zun's face turned red as he took a few steps back, and a thread of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. However, his smile grew even more intense. He wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly: "Good kid, your dying struggles are quite fierce! You truly live up to being someone with the awakened bloodline of the Fire God. In that case, I'll give you a quick death!"

  Saying that, Lie Yan Zun once again condensed the Flame Blade, this time even more intense, with an overwhelming momentum slashing down from top to bottom!

  ……

  Facing a full-force blow from a Seventh-Grade Grandmaster, Ye Yang knew that this time he couldn't block it no matter what. However, he still raised his face and looked at the Flame Long Knife chopping down, wryly smiling: "Heh heh, didn't expect..."

  Just then, Lianhuo Zun's movements seemed to freeze, and his face instantly turned a deathly pale!

  "How...how is this possible?"

  Ling Yan Zun was desperately pressing down on the Flame Blade, but he couldn't move an inch. He had already sensed that he had fallen into someone else's oppressive range!

  "Boom!"

  A massive force emerged, the starry sky flickered, a huge light-quality palm print appeared, and heavily slammed into Lie Yan Zun's chest. The next moment, Lie Yan Zun suddenly threw his head back and flew out, with fresh blood spraying wildly in mid-air, his ribcage shattered, his heart meridians already shattered, and by the time he hit the ground, he had lost all signs of life!

  "What?!"

  Bingfeng Zunzhe's face changed greatly, and with a single swing of his arm, an icy long spear appeared in front of him. He shouted: "Who is it? Get out here!"

  A figure emerged in front of Ye, gradually taking shape as an old man in a green robe. His palm was slightly open, and the power of the stars twinkled within it. The majestic energy that flowed like the heavens and earth was extremely characteristic of a top-notch master. It was none other than Qin Fang, who had hastily returned from Liang City!

  Ye Yang narrowly escaped death and couldn't help but let out a violent cough, laughing as he said: "Grandfather Qin Fang..."

  Qin Fang showed a hint of affection and said, "You hurry back to your quarters, I'll take care of things here!"

  ……

  His face ashen, Bingfeng Zun looked at the starry energy encircling Qin Fang's arm and trembled with his voice: "You... are you a Starry Sky strongman?"

  Qin Fang smiled coldly: "If you know, then get out of here quickly!"

  The Frost Lord was like a great amnesty, hastily withdrawing and disappearing without a trace.

  "Grandpa, how..."

  Ye Yang was surprised and just about to ask why, but found that Qin Fang's expression was filled with fatigue, his body gradually transformed into starlight and dissolved into the Qian Kun bag.

  At this moment, Ye Yang suddenly woke up. Qin Fang's soul power was too weak and could only kill a fierce flame master. Now it was just the last resort. If that ice frost master wanted to take action, he would surely die!

  His heart filled with gratitude, Ye Yang smiled slightly, closed his eyes and entered the realm of hundred refinements. He had to speed up his recovery, otherwise he could dodge the first assassination but not the second. This cold wind icy cave was indeed extremely treacherous!

  ……

  The Peng Mansion is brightly lit.

  In the grand hall, Peng Feng's face was full of spring breeze, and he entertained his guests with a big feast.

  Seated at the head was none other than Wang Dian, the Imperial General who had appeared on the Fire God's altar in broad daylight. Beside Wang Dian, with a flushed face, was Pang Jing, the lord of Liang City.

  Peng Feng raised his cup and smiled respectfully, saying: "Today, General Wang Wei and Lord Pang Jing have come to my humble abode, I am overwhelmed with gratitude. I hope the two esteemed guests won't despise this humble residence of mine!"

  Pang Jingpi smiled and said, "Master Peng is being too polite. The Huo family is a renowned clan in Liang City, and the Wu Feng Chamber of Commerce under the Peng family's name is the most prestigious business house in Liang City. Today, I am honored to be treated to a grand feast by Master Peng!"

  Wang Yun smiled faintly and said, "Today, Peng Zong's move on the Fire God Altar was indeed impressive. It seems that a precious sword never gets old. Even Guo Shi couldn't defeat him, yet he can't even withstand one of our sect leader's moves."

  At this moment, Wang's lukewarm words made Peng Feng's face burn with anger. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that at that time, Ye Yang had already awakened his bloodline, but he was severely injured and had been ambushed, greatly discounting his strength. As a strong ninth-level cultivator of the Earthly Realm, Peng Feng naturally found it unchivalrous to win in such circumstances.

  Pang Jing asked: "By the way, what does the Sect Master plan to do with Ye Yang?"

  Peng Feng's face was solemn, and he said: "Ye Yang has fallen into the demonic path. I will seal him in the Cold Wind Ice Cave for observation. No matter what, he is a child of the Fire God clan, and I will do my best to help him escape the demonic path."

  Pang Jing smiled slightly: "The Sect Master is indeed broad-minded!"

  Wang Dian also let out a cold laugh and didn't say anything.

  ……

  Inside the hall, guests filled the room.

  Suddenly, Peng Feng and Wang Dian were both startled at the same time, and they looked towards the outside of the door together. A chill ran down their spines as they simultaneously felt a powerful aura approaching, as if it was going to crush people's souls. However, only these two great land ninth-level masters could sense it, while Pang Jing, who possessed great land eighth-level strength, remained calm and composed, without any discomfort.

  "General Wang Duan, what's wrong?" Peng Jing also sensed something.

  Wang Dian didn't say a word, but his face, which was full of scars, revealed a hint of fear. The wine in the cup in his hand was boiling due to the surging energy, and with a loud "bang", the cup shattered. Wang Dian suddenly stood up, drew out the sword at his waist, and shouted: "Who's there?"

  Peng Feng stood up like a storm, his sleeves shaking violently, the Fire God's power roaring to life. In an instant, he had entered a state of peak combat readiness. The Fire God's power had been pushed to its limits, but it was still far from enough. His expression was as if he were facing a great enemy, his veins bulging, even the muscles on his face began to twitch, his hands trembling with the intense heat of the Fire God's power.

  At this time, everyone finally understood that a group of Peng family disciples took out their swords and faced the dark night outside the hall, no one knew how many dangers were hidden in it.

  "Dad, what's wrong?"

  Peng Yue'er, whose cultivation was not considered high, looked bewildered, watching the reactions of Peng Feng, Pang Jing and Wang Dian, three peak-level experts, and for a moment, she was at a loss.

  A pair of eyes stared fixedly at the outside of the door, and more than a hundred people in the hall drew their swords from their scabbards, taut bows watching the outside.

  ……

  "Shasha..."

  A gentle breeze blew in a few fallen leaves, and the next moment, a faint red color appeared in the night. Quickly, a slender figure wrapped in a thick cloak stepped into the grand hall, one step at a time. The demeanor was not arrogant, but the hidden killing intent made everyone hold their breath.

  "Halt! What kind of person are you?" Pang Jing shouted in a low voice.

  "Me?"

  Someone lifted the cloak, revealing a beautiful girl's face. She smiled slightly: "The moon is really good tonight, it's rare for you to be in such a good mood, I'd like to join in and add to the excitement. By the way, my name is Zhen Xuan."