Chapter 1066
Continuing Forward
The four continued their journey, encountering numerous obstacles and challenges along the way. However, thanks to their outstanding abilities and seamless teamwork, they overcame danger time and time again.
Finally, amidst desolate ruins, they discovered the black-robed man's hiding place. It was a dilapidated ancient temple, exuding an eerie atmosphere.
"This is it," Master Qingyang said, pointing to the ancient temple. "Everyone, get ready, let's go in and investigate."
The four cautiously pushed open the ancient temple's door, only to find it pitch black inside, so dark that they couldn't see their own hand in front of their face. However, relying on their cultivators' keen senses, they gradually adapted to the darkness.
Suddenly, a strange laugh echoed in the darkness: "Hahaha, you've finally arrived! We've been waiting for you for so long!"
As the laughter subsided, a group of men in black robes emerged from the darkness. Their faces wore ferocious grins, as if they were eager to begin the battle.
"You scum of the cultivation world!" Yang Ling roared, pointing his longsword at the man in black robes. "Today is your end!"
"Hmph, quite the boast," sneered a leader in black robes. "But do you really think you can defeat us?"
Master Qingyang stared coldly at them: "We will not only defeat you, but also expose your conspiracy! We will make you receive the punishment you deserve!"
A battle was about to break out, the air thick with tension and the smell of gunpowder. The four stood side by side, facing a group of men in black robes, their auras instantly reaching their peak.
"Haha, you think you can stand against us with just a few of you?" the leader of the black-robed men mocked.
"Hmph, numbers don't equate to strength," Master Qingyang retorted dismissively. "Today, I'll show you true power!"
The leader of the black-robed men's faces darkened: "Oh? Is that so? Then don't blame us for ganging up on you!"
As the leader of the black-robed figures finished speaking, the battle officially began. The four quickly entered combat stance, engaging in fierce combat with the black-robed men. Swords flashed, spells intertwined, and the entire battlefield was enveloped in the power of both sides.
"What exactly is the purpose of you black-robed men?" Bai Yunzi asked while fighting.
"Hmph, our purpose is beyond your comprehension," the leader of the black-robed men sneered.
"Whatever your purpose, you will not succeed today!" Yang Ling said firmly, slashing at the man in black robes with his sword.
As time went on, the men in black robes gradually lost ground. Their conspiracy was also exposed one by one by the four.
"You bastards, using the power of the Netherworld to subvert the order of the cultivation world, how despicable and shameless!" Qingyang Zhenren angrily rebuked.
"How...how did you know?" The leader of the black-robed men looked terrified.
"If you don't want anyone to know, then don't do it in the first place," Bai Yunzi sneered. "We already know your plans."
"Now, it's time to pay the price for your crimes!" Yang Ling brandished his longsword, pointing it at the man in black robes, his voice revealing an undeniable authority.
In the dark ancient temple, sword light and magical power intertwined to create a dazzling yet dangerous scene. Qingyang Zhenren, Baiyunzi, Yang Ling, and Dan Yan, each unleashing their ultimate techniques, engaged in a breathtaking battle with the black-robed figures. Qingyang Zhenren's figure was elusive, moving like a ghost among the black-robed men. His longsword moved like a dragon emerging from the sea, each swing bringing a flash of cold light. His eyes were calm and sharp, as if they could pierce through all illusions and lies.
"Heavenly Dao Sword Technique!" Master Qingyang shouted, and his longsword instantly burst forth with dazzling light as he slashed towards the leader of the black-robed men.
A flicker of panic crossed the black-robed leader's eyes, but as one of the elites of the Netherworld, he quickly regained his composure. He dodged Qingyang Zhenren's attack with a swift movement, simultaneously striking Qingyang Zhenren with a backhand palm strike.
"Hmph, trying to hide?" Master Qingyang sneered, his figure shifting unpredictably once more. He swept past the black-robed leader like a gust of wind, simultaneously flicking his longsword and accurately piercing the man's shoulder blade.
"Ah!" the leader of the black-robed men cried out in pain, his body staggering back several steps. His face turned grim and terrifying, like the sky before a storm.
Meanwhile, Bai Yunzi, Yang Ling, and Dan Yan were also engaged in fierce battles with the black-robed men. Bai Yunzi continuously waved his staff, unleashing powerful spells; Yang Ling wielded his longsword like a dragon, each swing bringing with it a storm of blood and gore; Dan Yan silently chanted incantations, occasionally throwing out talismans that triggered bursts of explosions.
The ancient temple was filled with the sounds of fierce fighting, the roar of spells, and the explosions of talismans. The two sides exchanged blows, each displaying their unique skills, creating a breathtaking scene.
"You cultivators are truly stubborn and incorrigible!" the leader of the black-robed men roared. "Do you think you can stop our plans?"
"Hmph, you scum of the Netherworld are truly courting death," Qingyang Zhenren sneered. "Today, I'll show you the power of the cultivation world!"
As he spoke, Master Qingyang flashed forward and launched another attack on the leader of the black-robed men. His longsword sliced through the darkness like lightning, aiming straight for the man's throat.
The leader of the black-robed men's expression changed drastically. As he retreated rapidly, he pulled out a black magic weapon from his robes and threw it at Qingyang Zhenren. The magic weapon quickly grew larger in the air, transforming into a gigantic black ghost claw that reached out to grab Qingyang Zhenren.
"Hmph, a mere trick!" Master Qingyang sneered, and with a swing of his longsword, he shattered the black ghost claw into pieces. At the same time, he instantly appeared in front of the black-robed leader, thrusting his sword towards the man's chest.
"Ah!" the black-robed leader cried out in terror, but it was too late to dodge. He could only watch helplessly as Master Qingyang's longsword pierced his chest, ending his life.
With their leader in black robes fallen, the remaining men in black robes lost their will to fight. They were forced to retreat under the combined attack of the four and were eventually annihilated.
After the battle, Qingyang Zhenren, Baiyunzi, Yang Ling, and Danyan gathered together.
"Brother Qingyang, we really owe a great debt to your Heavenly Dao Sword Technique this time," Bai Yunzi exclaimed sincerely. "A single sword strike can decide the fate of the world; it is truly breathtaking."
Master Qingyang smiled slightly: "This is all thanks to everyone's cooperation. If you hadn't restrained the other black-robed men, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to unleash that sword strike."
Yang Ling dusted himself off and replied, "Yes, all four of us are indispensable. We were able to successfully defeat the man in black robes this time entirely thanks to everyone's concerted efforts."
Dan Yan silently cleaned up the mess left by the battle. He looked up and said, "These black-robed men are only a small part of the Netherworld's power. We must not let our guard down."
"Dan Yan is right," Master Qingyang said solemnly. "Although we have achieved victory this time, the black-robed man's conspiracy will not end here. We must be more vigilant and prepare for future challenges." (End of Chapter)