Chapter 1670: Fatty Feng Arrives
Chapter 1670: Chapter 1670: Fatty Feng Arrives
The cemetery only separated from the Heavenly Curtain and entered the Void under the activation of the array. To set up this array, the Holy Master and Lu Guantian’s master didn’t know how much time and effort they spent, nor how much Outer Heaven Meteorite Gold they used. It’s unimaginable how immense the power contained within the array is.
And the Holy Master, relying on his own strength, could contend with that array and simultaneously deal with the chaotic currents of the Void. Such power, perhaps even their ancestor could not have anticipated.
Taking a breath, the Holy Master performed another set of hand gestures, and the Primordial Divine Blood Array began to operate again. Although the speed was much slower than before, the loss of everyone’s Qi power could not be stopped.
"Not good!" Mu Hanyan and the others’ hearts sank to the bottom.
Who could rescue them in this Void? Who could have the power of the Holy Master? Could it be that they were really going to die in the Void this way?
"Crack!" A light sound suddenly entered their ears, and the cemetery barrier cracked open.
The Holy Master had just unleashed several palms, and while stopping the cemetery from continuing its flight into the Void, he also shook the original barrier.
A huge suction force followed the crack and surged in. Shao Chengxiong, who happened to be nearby, was unprepared and was drawn out lightly.
Though his strength was formidable, if swept into the Void, he would inevitably die. Although Zhuang Ping’an and others were nearby, sensing the terrifying power of the Void, no one dared to rescue him.
"Nine Heavens, Star Fall!" Mu Hanyan’s voice rang, and a sword light fiercely slashed at the invisible Void power.
Ye Lanfeng also acted without hesitation. Together, they actually managed to ward off the power from the Void.
Mu Hanfeng made continuous hand gestures, and the dragon shape in mid-air became clear once more, hovering outside the barrier, and the damaged barrier began to repair itself.
Although the Holy Master’s teaching of the Dragon Ascending Nine Heavens array was to avoid arousing Mu Hanyan’s suspicion, the actual problem with the array wasn’t too severe. Indeed, it could form a strong defense; the real problem was with the final Primordial Divine Blood Array. Of course, even though there was a problem with the array, he couldn’t care much about it. In the Void, the operation of the Primordial Divine Blood Array was slow, giving them more time to live. If the barrier broke, they would only die faster.
"Why save me?" Shao Chengxiong asked Ye Lanfeng and Mu Hanyan with confusion.
Knowing his master’s intentions, despite the sadness and disappointment, he had actually given up on the desire to survive. Yet he didn’t expect that Mu Hanyan and Ye Lanfeng would act to save him at the crucial moment.
"After all, we are fellow disciples." Ye Lanfeng said calmly.
He could understand Shao Chengxiong’s feelings better than anyone. If it weren’t for Mu Hanyan, he might have lost the will to live like the other Saints.
But as they were fellow disciples, he would never watch Shao Chengxiong die in the Void.
"We are companions." Mu Hanyan said simply.
Although simple, this was her belief and her unwavering persistence.
"Thank you." Staring blankly at Ye Lanfeng and Mu Hanyan, he nodded slightly.
In eyes that were once lifeless, a glint of divine light flashed.
Next to them, Dantai Changqing and Wei Xiaotian’s eyes also brightened suddenly.
Though relying on the Dragon-shaped Guardian, the barrier rapidly repaired itself, and they narrowly escaped again. Yet seeing the Holy Master still casting hand gestures outside, everyone was helpless.
Since their fighting spirit had been ignited by Ye Lanfeng earlier, their desire to survive became strong again. No matter how desperate they were, no one sought death anymore.
Everyone looked to Mu Hanyan, and at least before she gave up, they would not give up either.
Seeing those expectant gazes, Mu Hanyan was also helpless. She knew the trust everyone placed in her, even their reliance, but at this moment, she also couldn’t think of any solution.
"Old fool, stop! How dare you harm my precious disciple, Feng Qingyu will fight you to the end!" At this moment, an earth-shattering roar came, and a middle-aged man as fat as a meatball charged at the Holy Master head-on.
Mu Hanyan’s spirits lifted; in this world, who else had such thick skin to always claim to be her master but Feng Qingyu? The fatty squinted slyly, without his usual lecherousness, only endless anger.
"Don’t be afraid, disciple. Your master is here to save you." Feng Qingyu swung his meaty palm and slapped toward the Holy Master.
Though he took advantage again, Mu Hanyan didn’t feel any resentment. Instead, she felt a deep affection, thinking how lovable this fatty was.
Anyone who could enter the Void single-handedly was definitely one of the continent’s top powerhouses. Seeing Feng Qingyu’s palm strike, the Holy Master dared not be careless. He withdrew his hand gestures and struck a palm to meet it.
"Boom" The Qi light exploded, and the entire barrier trembled again. One could imagine the power of this palm.
Both figures parted upon touching, taking a step back to stabilize themselves.
Seeing the two evenly matched, with Feng Qingyu not at a disadvantage, everyone felt a surge of spirit.
"As expected of the Holy Court Master, your strength is remarkable, but you’re not much stronger than me," the fatty said carelessly.
"Is that so?" The Holy Master smiled slightly.
"Old fool, we have both cultivated to this level with difficulty. A mutually destructive fight is of no benefit to anyone. As long as you let go of my precious disciple, I won’t hold it against you. I will pretend none of this happened today, and if others can keep their lives, they surely won’t reveal today’s secret. What do you say?" Feng Qingyu flaunted his big belly, adopting a profit-seeking trader’s demeanor.
Hearing his suggestion, everyone expectedly looked toward the Holy Master. If the Holy Master was willing to let it go, they would naturally be willing to keep today a secret.
Mu Hanyan frowned; such words didn’t seem like something Feng Qingyu would say.
"Hehe, you thought I couldn’t see you suppressing your injury?" The Holy Master smiled indifferently.
Everyone’s expressions changed, realizing the fatty was indeed a bit weaker than the Holy Master. That previous palm strike had already injured him, but he endured without showing it.
"Heh, so you saw through it," having his bluff called, Feng Qingyu didn’t persist stubbornly, spitting out a mouthful of blood and dissipating the congestion in his chest.
"Alright, my strength is a bit lacking compared to you, but you should know if I, Fatty Feng, fight to the death, you won’t gain much advantage either. So how about we let it go as I suggested?" Feng Qingyu wiped the blood from his lips, speaking brazenly.
"To be reputed as the greatest genius of Long Yan Academy in a thousand years, your strength exceeds my expectations. Had this been another day, I wouldn’t want to duel to the death with you." The Holy Master said with admiration, apparently having heard of Feng Qingyu for a long time. But then his tone shifted as he continued, "Unfortunately, today’s actions relate to the continent’s safety, the life and death of billions. I can’t let it go."