Volume 4: Hidden Battles – Chapter 278: Unfazed by a Single Strike

With a “boom,” the massive airflow generated by the collision of two streams of energy forced Zhan Tian, Zhan Yupeng, Yu Ji, and the others, who were about to close in for an encirclement, to fly backward. Those with weaker martial skills immediately spat out blood.

The Zhan family father and son certainly understood the immense power resulting from the collision of natural energies. But the observers led by Yu Ji knew very little about the mysteries of such energies. They were utterly shocked by the strength displayed by both sides and felt an overwhelming sense of inferiority.

“Is this… still the power that humans can produce?” Yu Ji asked himself with a bitter smile, staring at the several-zhang-wide crater formed by the energy collision.

Compared to Yu Ji’s shock, the woman’s reaction went far beyond simple astonishment! She had gathered the energy of dozens of skilled fighters behind her for that sudden attack, yet it failed to even shake the opponent slightly. On the contrary, the rebounding energy disrupted her internal energy so severely. If those dozens of fighters had shared the force together, it was hard to imagine what would have happened to her!

The opponent’s power was simply terrifying. So many of their people were utterly helpless in his face—unfazed by a single strike!

She had launched the ambush after analyzing the Zhan family’s reports and concluding that this man was likely a Sky Illusionist capable of using natural energies to their fullest extent. At the very least, he was a quasi-Sky Illusionist at that level; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to slaughter the Holy Blood disciples of her sect so easily.

Could it be that the people of “Netherworld” truly intended to break the contract and cause chaos once again? Would our Sky Saint bloodline have to reopen the Gate of Bloodthirst? The cost of that…

At these thoughts, a complex glow appeared in the woman’s eyes again. She forgot about her injuries and the formidable enemy ahead, her mind in chaos as she stood frozen in place.

Chu Tianyu, who had taken the strike, was also surprised. He hadn’t expected that the woman’s method of gathering the energy of many people could withstand nearly 70% of his power—she was quite skilled.

Moreover, such a collision of energy levels gave Chu Tianyu a thrilling sensation he hadn’t felt in ages! So, after that strike, he prepared to press forward further, clenching his fist and channeling true energy into it, ready to launch another attack.

But the dull expression and absent-minded look on the middle-aged woman’s face, along with the resentful gaze from Aoxue, made Chutianyu immediately halt his attack. Given his current skill level, he didn’t deem it necessary to strike now and take advantage of others in trouble. Yet, at this delicate moment when the two sides had temporarily ceased fighting, a shrill scream suddenly came from afar, piercing the sky as if the person was in extreme pain, sending chills down everyone’s spine. Everyone’s expression changed instantly, and even Chutianyu had no idea what had happened again. The middle-aged woman also regained her senses at the same time and followed everyone’s gaze toward the direction from which the sound came, her expression changing drastically as a badpremonition arose in her heart. Could they have fallen into an ambush? Sure enough, more screams followed one after another, and in no time, the cries kept coming in succession. It was clear now—those screams were coming from disciples lurking in the periphery, as well as hidden experts brought by the middle-aged woman. Thus, the gazes of those led by the middle-aged woman, Zhan Tian, Yu Ji, and others instinctively turned toward Chutianyu, filled with undisguised anger and sorrow. Facing their gazes, although Chutianyu remained calm and composed, he was puzzled inside, knowing this surely wasn’t any of his helpers or a counter-encirclement tactic. Moreover, such childish tricks were utterly unnecessary—for Chutianyu, such a situation could be resolved with just one punch! After recovering from her shock, the middle-aged woman quickly regained her sanity and realized the opponent had other plans. The situation was now extremely perilous—tigers in front and wolves behind, and it seemed their opponent intended to capture them all at once. At this point, the only option was to gather their forces, use secret weapons, and focus on dealing with the person before them first, before dealing with those unknown enemies lurking in the shadows.

After making up her mind, the middle-aged woman hurriedly signaled the troops of Zhan Tian and Yu Ji to abandon their current encirclement strategy, telling them to gather around her. At the same time, she waved her hand backward and made several gestures with her fingers in the air. Almost instantly, a faint musical tone arose behind her. At first glance, it seemed nothing special, but upon closer listening, one could hear a metallic clanging sound, as if vibrating at a particular frequency—extremely harsh.

As the sound started, bursts of wind-cutting noises soon filled the air. Dozens of dark figures appeared from all directions in the warehouse, with more continuously pouring in from the outside. The large warehouse courtyard was soon filled with Zhan family members.

However, the commander now was not the Zhan family but that mysterious middle-aged woman.

Chu Tianyu remained smiling throughout this change, as if it weren’t him who was now surrounded. Seeing his expression, the middle-aged woman grew even more puzzled. She had fully recalled the situation after their earlier clash and was confused by Chu Tianyu’s sudden halt in fighting. Given the circumstances, one more strike would have surely secured victory for her!

Not to mention what had happened earlier, even now, seeing him still so calm and seemingly unconcerned about the crisis, she felt no confidence at all in facing him. It seemed that if Chu Tianyu wanted to take her life, it would still be effortless for him!

Although she still had a trump card—the Blood Rain Arrows hidden among her subordinates, each possessing immense power. If used in the chaos, not even a true Tian Huan could escape this powerful weapon forged from sacred blood…

With mixed feelings and lost confidence, the middle-aged woman hesitated to issue the attack order. Her hesitation worried Zhan Tian, who had already gathered around her.

Failing to act decisively in the face of a formidable enemy is a grave mistake. So, Zhan Tian waved his hand, issuing the attack order on her behalf.

In an instant, blood rain poured from the sky. Each drop of blood seemed to burn fiercely, enveloping Chu Tianyu in the center…

The blood rain surrounding Chu Tianyu was instantly transformed into a mass of blood mist, swirling around him and emitting intense heat waves that forced those nearby to retreat. Even Zhan Tian, the one who initiated this, was filled with shock—he never expected the blood rain arrow tubes provided by the Tian Sheng Sect to be so powerful. At first glance, they merely appeared as dull black cylinders, nothing particularly notable.

As Zhan Tian acted on his own initiative, the middle-aged woman also stepped back while staring intently. She hadn’t expected the Tian Sheng Sect, which had remained hidden for so many years, to have servants so bold as to issue orders beyond their authority.

Though angry, the middle-aged woman realized now was not the time to argue. Zhan Tian, for his part, pretended not to notice her dissatisfaction. Over the years, he had grown accustomed to giving orders. If not for the ancestral rules and the need to avenge his grandson, he wouldn’t have cooperated so eagerly, obeying the so-called “sacred blood” commands of this woman.

Although both the middle-aged woman and Zhan Tian had their own motives, one person was filled with extreme anxiety and worry. If not for the mask covering her face, her emotions would have been obvious—this person was Ao Xue.

Watching Chu Tianyu’s situation, her body trembled violently. The intensity of the tremors was even noticed by the middle-aged woman, who thought she might be unable to withstand the intense heat waves. Concerned, she glanced at Ao Xue and sent a pulse of true energy her way, allowing her to calm down temporarily. Ao Xue then shot her a grateful look and signaled that she was fine.

Only then did the middle-aged woman turn her attention back to Chu Tianyu. The blood mist grew denser, appearing to boil. Strangely, it didn’t evaporate at all but remained clustered around Chu Tianyu, creating a puzzling sight—completely different from previous uses.

Chu Tianyu himself was also feeling the energy of the blood mist. At first, he paid it no mind, simply spreading his own true energy throughout his body. When the blood arrows arrived, his true energy acted like a plaster, sticking to the surrounding area. It gradually transformed from liquid to gas, emitting heat waves while remaining clustered around him, neither dissipating nor disappearing.

It was then that Chu Tianyu noticed something strange. He thought to himself, “No wonder the Zhan family appears so unafraid—they have such a powerful trump card. It seems these blood arrows share a similar mechanism to the Qilin Bloodline of the Zhan family; both are living entities. The situation right now is eerily similar to when he and Qin Nianran absorbed the Illusory Flame True Pulse.”

Realizing this, Chu Tianyu understood the power of these blood arrows: they absorbed the essence of heaven and earth within their range through the blood mist they created, thereby boosting their own energy—just like how the Illusory Flame True Pulse took shape through concentration. To be able to use such natural energy to create tangible “arrows” for defeating enemies must mean the inventor was a genius, someone who possessed pure energy from heaven and earth and could wield it skillfully.

However, this attack posed no threat to Chu Tianyu—even the imperfect blood mist, let alone the purest and hottest Illusory Flame True Pulse, couldn’t harm him in the slightest. After understanding the situation, Chu Tianyu calmly used his energy sense to search for the essence of heaven and earth within the blood mist, planning to absorb it back. After all, a free meal offered on a platter was one he wouldn’t pass up!

To his disappointment, after searching thoroughly, he found no core in the blood mist—only traces of energy scattered throughout it. Under the pressure of his own external energy, these traces were completely suppressed and concentrated on the outermost layer of the mist. Now, not only could the blood mist no longer cling to Chu Tianyu and absorb his energy, but it could barely even protect its own essence!

It wasn’t surprising that Chu Tianyu hadn’t found a core—the blood mist itself was composed of several blood arrows. Its power was more than enough to deal with ordinary possessors of heaven and earth energy. Moreover, this attack had been carried out with great effort; under Zhan Tian’s command, at least a dozen arrows had been released…

Thus, any disciple of the Sacred Blood Sect who knew the power of blood arrows was utterly shocked by the current situation. Logically, Chu Tianyu should have long since turned into a dried corpse with all his essence drained, reduced to ashes by the high temperature of the blood mist. Yet, the reality was quite different—Chu Tianyu was unharmed, while the outer blood mist seemed to have had its essence absorbed, its blood color fading, and the surrounding temperature dropping significantly.

Seeing this, Zhan Tian was filled with horror, his face twisted in panic. He waved his hand again, issuing an order to launch more blood arrows, and signaled his men to use any hidden weapons they had—must kill him before his reinforcements arrived! His plans sounded perfect, but reality was cruel. Just as his men fired nearly all their blood arrows, two figures descended from above, one on each side of the warehouse. Without pause, as their forms vanished, they already held several bloody heads in their hands. Wherever they appeared, headless corpses fell to the ground. By the time the two stopped moving, at least twenty of Zhan family’s experts were dead… “Who are you?” Zhan Tian shouted angrily, but the panic in his voice was evident from his trembling tone. The two newcomers wore gray robes, were emaciated, with skin so thin it resembled paper covering their faces. From afar, they looked like two skeletons, sending chills down one’s spine. The cold aura they emitted, contrasting with the earlier heat, made it feel like being trapped between fire and ice. Not to mention the shock, even just the physical sensation was unbearable. In response to Zhan Tian’s question, the newcomers said nothing. Instead, they assessed the situation, then mechanically turned to look at each other. Suddenly, they moved again, stepping into the crowd and attacking from the periphery of Zhan family’s forces, causing a wave of carnage wherever they went. Zhan family’s disciples were caught off guard. With such a huge disparity in strength, they were helpless against them, and any resistance was futile. The terror of death spread quickly across the warehouse square. Though Zhan family’s disciples were known for their fearless spirit, they couldn’t hide their fear in the face of such overwhelming slaughter. They retreated or scattered, unable to stop the two invaders. Zhan Tian and the middle-aged woman were completely stunned by this turn of events. The woman muttered, “It’s over… They’re truly Sky Illusionists…”

At this very moment, Yu Ji of the Heavenly Dao Sect finally realized the truth. All those talks about seeking guidance from a master or being a century-rare talent of the sect were merely ways for Zhan Yu Peng to use the identity of a sect disciple and the power of the righteous path to strengthen his own status as a dragon soul. In terms of cultivation and strength, not only Zhan Yu Peng but even any random member of the Zhan family was far stronger than them. Especially that disciple with the Qilin bloodline—his strength was beyond their reach…

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the Zhan family’s disciples in the field had been killed, and the remaining ones scattered, clearing a path for the core members like Zhan Tian and the middle-aged woman.

By then, Zhan Tian and the middle-aged woman had also reacted quickly, raising their respective powers. A blood-red glow enveloped Zhan Tian and Zhan Yu Peng, their eyes turning increasingly red as they stared intently at the two figures ahead, ready to fight to the death at any moment.

Although the middle-aged woman recognized their identities and knew the huge gap in strength, she couldn’t just sit back and wait to die. Even if it meant fighting to the death, she would do it!

So while using a secret technique to gather the energy of those behind her, she sent a message to Xue: “Xue, when your master attacks, take the opportunity to flee in chaos. No matter what happens, don’t look back. After joining Ning Shuang, return to the mountain immediately and shatter the ‘Pine Shell Snow Jade.’ Someone will come for you then…”

Facing her master’s serious and resolute gaze, Xue wanted to say “no,” but she knew clearly that the crisis before her was beyond her control. Staying meant nothing but serving as a sacrifice.

“Haha, truly disciples of the Heavenly Saint Sect. Thinking we can’t hear your messages? It’s not that easy to leave, haha~~~” With a wild laugh like that of a defeated beast, two figures appeared, blocking Xue’s escape routes from both front and back.

“You’re indeed Illusion Weavers. I didn’t expect you to be unable to bear loneliness and return to the world. But do you know the cost of breaking the agreement?” the middle-aged woman said coldly.

The Illusion Weaver in front snorted and said, “Stop trying to scare us with that. You’d only say such things if you had the chance to open that Blood Devouring Gate. But sadly, today, you’re trapped—your weak strength isn’t even enough to withstand a single strike.”

Before his words faded, a surge of dark energy enveloped the man’s entire body. His eyes gleamed with an eerie light, and he drew a half-circle in the air with his hand, as if absorbing even the darkness of the night. A soul-stirring sound of wind tearing through the air followed as he charged at the middle-aged woman. Yet his attack covered everyone, including Zhan Tian, Zhan Yupeng, and the helpless audience members of Tiandao.

A fierce wind blew, and in this life-or-death moment, everyone fought desperately. The middle-aged woman emitted waves of white light from her hands, drawing on the energy already gathered behind her to resist. Zhan Tian and the others also summoned their blood-colored qilins to confront the violent force rushing toward them.

However, all these efforts were like a mantis trying to stop a train. Aside from the middle-aged woman’s resistance, which managed to hold back the attack slightly, the rest were instantly blown away by the immense energy. Even she, who was at the forefront, fared poorly. She had already been weakened from her earlier confrontation with Chu Tianyu, and this time she could only barely gather energy, using up all her strength in a desperate bid for mutual destruction. The members of the Sacred Blood Sect behind her could barely resist under such intense pressure, their energy nearly depleted. Though they weren’t blown away, their bodies were completely soaked in blood, with blood seeping from their skin as they lay there, exhausted and helpless.

“Gah, really no match at all!” Another Sky Illusionist who was blocking the escape route sneered as he dealt with the Zhan family disciples who had fallen to the ground.

Just as the middle-aged woman was about to collapse, the attacking Sky Illusionist retracted his energy. The dark clouds rushed back into his body, and his eyes returned to their normal state. The moment the pressure vanished, she could no longer hold on and spat out a mouthful of black blood—clearly accumulated in her chest for a long time. She had barely held back thanks to her strong willpower.

With that spurt of black blood, she collapsed to the ground, along with Ao Xue and the members of the Sacred Blood Sect behind her. All of them lay there, utterly exhausted and defenseless.

At that moment, shadows shifted. After dealing with the remaining Zhan family members, the person from behind returned to the front and stood side by side with the one who had launched the attack.

Now, whether they had lost their ability to move or still retained some strength, everyone was utterly disheartened, with no hope left of escaping. For in the face of the two Sky Illusionists’ formidable power, any action was pointless, and any thought was futile…
“What should we do next? I only used 50% of my strength just to temporarily disable them,” one of the Sky Illusionists said coldly.
“Just keep that woman from the Heavenly Saint Sect. Kill the rest!” the other said indifferently and cruelly.
Hearing their conversation, those injured on the ground were shocked instantly, a chill creeping up from deep within them.
But as soon as the two Sky Illusionists finished speaking, a slow, deep voice rang out: “You two are quite rude, deciding others’ lives and deaths just by talking. Are you the King of Hell? Or the Bull and Horse-faced demons?”
Including the two Sky Illusionists, everyone present heard this voice. Though not loud, it carried great impact, especially with its deliberate, slow delivery, which added to its force. It stirred an inexplicable emotion in everyone’s hearts, drawing their gazes involuntarily in that direction.
There stood Chu Tianyu, who had earlier been wrapped in a blood mist, now smiling lightly as he tossed a flaming red ball back and forth in his hands, walking slowly toward them. In no time, he arrived in front of them, forming a triangular confrontation with the two Sky Illusionists and the members of the Heavenly Saint Sect.
Although the two Sky Illusionists’ gaunt faces showed no expression, the sharp glint in their eyes clearly revealed their surprise at Chu Tianyu’s sudden appearance and speech.
“Who are you? How is it that someone can emerge unharmed from the Sacred Blood Mist?” The Sky Illusionist who had been about to attack temporarily halted his attack and turned to ask Chu Tianyu.
The fact that this Sky Illusionist could speak such words meant they must have noticed the blood mist surrounding Chu Tianyu from the start, understood its nature and power, and realized that once trapped in it, a person was practically as good as dead.
Moreover, given their usual temperament, they would never speak so much. Normally, anyone they wanted to kill or who dared to hinder them would be killed without hesitation.

But facing Chu Tianyu, the two seemed to sense some danger, instinctively filling their hearts with wariness and apprehension. That’s why one of them took the initiative to speak, which also reflected from one aspect that this world was ultimately a matter of strength—whose fist was stronger could dominate everything!
“Is this the so-called Holy Blood Mist you mentioned?” Chu Tianyu weighed the red ball in his hand as he spoke slowly.
The two Illusion Masters obviously couldn’t answer this question. After all, in their minds, Chu Tianyu should have been dead long ago. As for how he escaped and whether the Blood Mist was the red ball in his hand, they had no idea!
Chu Tianyu didn’t expect them to answer. He simply glanced at the two of them and scanned the entire group of Zhan family members lying on the ground before continuing, “It’s a pity. I had hoped that this so-called Holy Blood Mist could bring me some unexpected energy. But the spiritual artifacts here are far too weak. Their power is only sufficient to deal with ordinary cultivators with natural energy. For me, they’re nothing more than firewood to keep warm in cold weather!”
“Arrogant!” Faced with Chu Tianyu’s words, the Illusion Master who had asked the question snapped angrily. He transformed his form and instantly threw a punch at Chu Tianyu…
In response to the attack, Chu Tianyu remained calm. He timed the opponent’s punch perfectly and sent his internal energy through his arm to meet it head-on.
A loud crash erupted as the energies collided. The Illusion Master was sent flying back to where he stood, his body trembling violently. Even his dry, sallow face turned red—clearly suffering heavy losses.
The other Illusion Master, alarmed, rushed to his companion’s side, placing his hand on his back. A dark aura emanated from his palm as he checked on him, his expression full of wariness. His eyes stared fixedly at Chu Tianyu, afraid he might do something else.
To be honest, the strength of this Illusion Master surprised Chu Tianyu greatly. He had used 60% of his strength in that punch just to assert his dominance, yet it only managed to push him back. This “person’s” strength was definitely not inferior to that of Archbishop Thorne of Europe—truly formidable.
Calling him a “person” was actually a courtesy on Chu Tianyu’s part. In fact, from these two Illusion Masters, Chu Tianyu couldn’t sense any trace of humanity at all. In his eyes, they were merely two corpses with immense energy.

To be precise, they should be energy entities—entities of the Illusory Flame True Pulse and the Ink Dragon Aura. Somehow, through some secret technique, that energy parasitized their bodies while preserving their brain nerves, allowing them to possess human speech and behavior. If it weren’t for someone like Chu Tianyu who could communicate purely through energy pathways, ordinary people would never be able to discern the mystery behind this. Although both of them already resembled monsters in appearance, by conventional thinking, people would at most assume it was the result of practicing some extraordinary martial art. Moreover, such examples are abundant in the realm of cultivation! Especially since their speech and behavior are indistinguishable from those of humans, who would ever think of something else? It’s unclear whether Ao Xue’s master knows the true nature of the Tianhuan Sect. From their conversations, it’s not hard to tell that their factions are long-time enemies. They used to coexist peacefully, and from their tone, it seems they had some kind of agreement restricting the appearance of the Tianhuan Sect. But judging from the current situation, it’s clear that Lord Qin’s faction, along with the Tianhuan Sect behind him, was the first to break that agreement by attacking Ao Xue’s master’s Tiansheng bloodline. Although the strength disparity between Ao Xue’s master’s side and the Tianhuan Sect is enormous, as if they’re not even on the same level, Ao Xue just mentioned that her side seems to possess some mysterious power capable of restraining the Tianhuan Sect, though it requires certain procedures first. Thinking of this, Chu Tianyu realized that the emergence of the Tianhuan Sect and its current violation of their agreement—leading to the brutal massacre of the Zhan family—must be due to his own recent fierce attacks on both sides, which have made the forces behind them restless. Many reclusive experts have emerged, and given the current trend, it seems the emergence of the leaders behind both factions is not far off. The true reasons behind their mutual grudges will also gradually come to light. As Chu Tianyu pondered this, the red ball he had been tossing in his hand gradually became transparent, with a layer of mist forming on its surface, moving faintly as if it had come to life.

This red ball is actually the essence energy formed by refining that mass of blood mist. For Chu Tianyu, however, this amount of energy isn’t even worthy of being absorbed by him. Yet through it, Chu Tianyu managed to grasp some secrets of the Heavenly Saint bloodline—that is, whatever extraordinary beasts or natural energies they possess must all be artificially created, similar to the concept of transmitting skills as understood by ordinary people. What’s puzzling, though, is that this skill transfer seems to be merely an energy transformation. Not to mention the energy consumption during the process, even by that method, it’s impossible to create so many people, let alone give rise to something like the Heavenly Saint Sect, with each person having different energies—such as the Qilin bloodline of the Zhan family, the natural energies of the Ao Xue and Ning Shuang sisters, and the ability of the middle-aged woman to gather natural energies.

Thinking of this, Chu Tianyu casually glanced at the red ball enveloped in smoke in his hand. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and a bold thought emerged in his mind.

First, Chu Tianyu glanced at the two Heavenly Illusionists across from him. They still maintained one in a vigilant stance and the other in a healing posture, not daring to take any rash actions. So, he immediately acted on his idea, using his internal energy to propel the red ball toward Zhan Tian, Zhan Yu Peng, and the middle-aged woman.

As the red ball flew out, it kept expanding until it turned into a mass of red mist, enveloping all the injured people on the ground except for Ao Xue.

A strange sight appeared—the expanding red mist, as if alive, began to penetrate into the bodies of the people on the ground consciously. If anyone were watching at that moment, they would surely think those people were intentionally absorbing the energy, rather than the mist entering on its own.

Even Yu Ji of the Heavenly Dao Sect and the six elders were surrounded by the red mist, which gradually penetrated their bodies. Not only were their injuries instantly healed, but their dantians also seemed to gain a pure and refined natural energy. Years of cultivation bottlenecks were broken, allowing them to enter a completely new realm—a wonderful realm they had never dared to imagine before.

As for Zhan Tian and the middle-aged woman, who already had a solid foundation, the penetration of the red mist further enhanced their abilities, lifting their natural energies to another level. All of them were filled with disbelief as they sensed the changes within their bodies, their hearts brimming with joy.

Their changes fully confirmed Chu Tianyu’s speculation. The success of this “experiment” filled Chu Tianyu with immense joy. Of course, he wasn’t happy because of their improved skills, but because he had finally discovered the source of the cosmic energy within them. Now it could be determined that behind their Tian Sheng Sect must be someone who could refine the essence of heaven and earth—and just like Chu Tianyu, truly possessed the aura of heaven and earth. It seemed that the Blood Rain Arrow Tube was his masterpiece. Moreover, he could even transform that cosmic energy into a form that could be directly absorbed by humans, thus creating an entire sect or family—truly incredible!

Based on his deductions, the situation with Lord Qin was likely similar. It seemed less like a struggle between two forces and more like a battle between the two “people” behind them—two individuals who truly possessed the aura of heaven and earth. As for what grudges or motives drove them to become enemies, it no longer mattered!

Chu Tianyu, having made such bold deductions, saw all his earlier doubts dispelled. Feeling enlightened and refreshed, he secretly waved his hand, guiding the nearly transparent red mist into Ao Xue’s body. This not only healed her wounds but also elevated her skills by several levels.

Since the experiment had succeeded, he certainly wouldn’t let others reap the benefits. As for people like Zhan Tian and Zhan Yupeng, once those two Tian Huan cultivators were dealt with, they would surely experience the pain of losing what they had gained—along with settling the blood feud with the Qin family! Anyway, they no longer had any value, so it was sufficient to follow the clue led by Master Ao Xue from now on!

“Qing, the Holy Lord of Qiantian! Are you… are you really the Holy Lord of Qiantian? This humble servant, Yun Qing, pays respects to the Holy Lord…” The middle-aged woman, now fully healed, did not stand up but remained kneeling, asking with devout excitement.

Chu Tianyu wasn’t surprised by Yun Qing’s bowing. This only further confirmed his earlier thoughts—so the one who had granted them power was called “Qiantian”!

Ao Xue, who had just regained consciousness, was filled with confusion upon hearing her master’s words. She looked at Chu Tianyu in bewilderment, her mind in chaos, as if she were in a dream, feeling everything to be unreal.

But Chu Tianyu ignored the middle-aged woman who called herself Yun Qing. Instead, he turned to the two Tian Huan cultivators and said coldly, “You two, attack together! I want to see if you’re even worth a single strike!”