Death Grip
Xing Chen had been cultivating in the secret chamber for over ten days, while the old man outside had also waited for more than ten days. Although he had tried multiple times to rush in and call out to Xing Chen, he had to suppress this impulse for the sake of his own plan.
It was not until the fourteenth day that Xing Chen finally emerged from the secret chamber, and his cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Soul Realm.
"If you hadn't come out, I would have gone in to find you," the old man said gruffly as he looked at Xing Chen.
He could naturally tell that Xing Chen's cultivation had improved, but he was not concerned about that. What mattered to him were his plans and the benefits he could gain.
From this perspective, Xing Chen's increase in strength was actually a good thing for him! After all, with Xing Chen's enhanced abilities, there would be a greater chance of success when passing through the area filled with thunder and fire.
"Where exactly are we going?" Xing Chen still did not know where the old man intended to take him and naturally wanted to clarify before they set off.
"Less talk, just follow me," the old man snorted coldly, reaching out to grab Xing Chen. With a slight movement of his feet, he shot forward at high speed toward the core area of Sword Mound.
The old man's speed was extremely fast, even much quicker than Xing Chen using Shadow Shift. The two traveled in silence, and Xing Chen did not resist. After about three or four hours, the old man's swift figure finally came to a stop.
They were now very close to the true core of Sword Mound. Under the relentless impact of Negative Power, even Xing Chen felt a momentary daze.
"Wait here for a moment; I will go find a few people," the old man said expressionlessly as he set Xing Chen down on the ground.
With that, the old man moved to leave, but at that moment, a powerful aura suddenly appeared in the distance. This aura was so strong that in Xing Chen's perception, it was not any weaker than that of the old man before him.
"It seems your trouble has arrived," Xing Chen said with a hint of schadenfreude as he looked at the old man. A powerhouse on par with this old rascal would definitely not be here looking for him; since there was no one else here but himself and this old rascal, it was clear that this person had come looking for him.
"Hmph, what do you know!" The old man snorted coldly as he gazed at two figures slowly appearing in the distance. The powerful aura emanated from a person who looked to be in their thirties or forties on the left.
"Lu Yunhe, I was just about to look for you; I didn't expect you to come here first," the old man said with a hint of a smile as he looked at the person opposite him.
"Haha, since you're here, I naturally won't fall behind. So, is this person your helper for breaking through?" The man named Lu Yunhe smiled as he looked at the old man and spoke slowly.
This person is one of the Five Great Powerhouses in Sword Mound. Although he has not established any forces within Sword Mound, he is undoubtedly one of its overlords.
As for the other four, besides the old man who approached Xing Chen, the others are Tan Jia Shi, Qiu Pengchi, and Zhang Mengning.
These five are the most powerful individuals in Sword Mound and do not belong to any faction. With two of them already present, it is very likely that the remaining three will also appear.
"Hehe, that's right, I can't compare to you, so I can only seek help from someone with lesser strength," the old man said with a smile.
"Brother Zhao, you are too modest! I don't think that's the case! If I'm not mistaken, this person is the Soul Realm youth who has been making waves recently. What was his name again...?" Lu Yunhe said with a hint of a smile, his gaze fixed on Xing Chen.
At this point, Xing Chen's reputation had spread throughout Sword Mound, and even the Five Great Powerhouses had heard of him to some extent. Therefore, Lu Yunhe recognized Xing Chen almost immediately.
After all, Zhao Yiming would not be foolish enough to seek help from a useless person; the only one capable of assisting him from the Soul Realm is indeed the much-talked-about Xing Chen.
"Since you are here, I suppose I don't need to call for the others. Let's just wait here for a while," Old Man Zhao Yiming said, shifting the topic away from Xing Chen.
Meanwhile, Xing Chen remained silent throughout, sitting cross-legged on the ground and quietly absorbing the surrounding Negative Power to consolidate his cultivation.
"You two arrived quite early! It seems you both came well-prepared!" At that moment, a man rushed over from afar. This man is one of the Five Great Powerhouses in Sword Mound and is named Qiu Pengchi.
"Oh? Brother Qiu has also arrived! I’m sure you have brought just as much as we have!" Upon seeing him arrive, Lu Yunhe said with a smile.
Although Xing Chen had been meditating with his eyes closed, he was still aware of what was happening outside. While these few Rascals appeared very polite on the surface, only they knew their true intentions.
In Xing Chen's view, although they were all smiles and courteous now, once they entered the place they mentioned, they would definitely turn hostile in an instant.
After several more hours passed, all Five Great Powerhouses in Sword Mound had gathered. Although Xing Chen did not know these individuals personally, he could sense their powerful auras and knew that they were indeed overlord-level figures in Sword Mound.
As Xing Chen lamented his misfortune, he anxiously thought about how to respond. With so many strong individuals gathered here, although he did not know what would happen next, it certainly wouldn't be trivial. The greater the event, the lower his chances of survival would be.
After all, these people would definitely not let the news leak out, so they would absolutely kill to silence anyone involved.
"Everyone, since we are all here, let's begin!" Zhao Yiming said as he glanced at the other four.
"Alright, let's start!" the other four responded simultaneously.
Then, the four of them acted at once, and an incredibly powerful Soul Power surged forth, striking against the thick mist in the air.
Boom!
A series of thunderous roars echoed, and the surrounding mist gradually began to disperse. Suddenly, beams of golden light shot out in all directions, illuminating the area. Then, a massive palace slowly emerged from the dense fog.
This floating palace was extraordinarily large; even just one of its doors was bigger than the Thunderfire Temple of the Thunderfire Deity from last time. As this palace appeared, an immense pressure descended instantly, making everyone feel as if they were being crushed by a giant mountain.
"What is this light? It can actually dispel the Negative Power in the Sword Mound?" Xing Chen felt the rapidly dissipating Negative Power around him and couldn't help but change his expression slightly. Facing this golden light, he instinctively felt uncomfortable.
At that moment, the Phantom of the Black Jade Pendant on his forehead flickered slightly, and a Black Radiance flashed in his eyes. The uncomfortable feeling he had also vanished at that moment.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yiming and the others took out their weapons. These Divine Weapons were all Earth-Level high-grade Divine Weapons. Although they were somewhat damaged and their power had decreased, after years of repairs, they were nearly restored. While they still couldn't compare to true Earth-Level high-grade Divine Weapons, they had surpassed mid-level Earth-Level Divine Weapons.
The only drawback was that these Divine Weapons contained too much Negative Power, so they were just right to use this golden light to dispel it.
As the golden light shone on their Earth Grade Divine Weapons, streams of black gas continuously emerged from these Divine Weapons. The Negative Power contained within them melted away rapidly under this golden light like snow under a blazing sun.
"Wasteful, truly wasteful! How precious these Negative Powers are! These people don't know how to utilize them, but... they shouldn't waste them like this!"
Seeing the Negative Power on the Divine Weapons in these people's hands dissipate quickly, Xing Chen's eyes turned green with envy. These people were simply too wasteful; if he could, he would really want to slap them all to death. Unfortunately, he currently didn't have that capability.
However, watching those dissipating Negative Powers made Xing Chen's heart ache significantly. At that moment, he had already cursed the ancestors of all five individuals several times in his mind.
How can one be so wasteful? Even if one is wasteful, it shouldn't be so blatant! Especially to waste like this right in front of him; isn't that clearly intended to provoke him?
About the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, the Negative Power of the Earth-Level Remnant Soldiers in the hands of Zhao Yiming and his group had completely dissipated. This scene made Xing Chen feel heartbroken; he really wanted to rush over and scold them fiercely.
However, fortunately, reason triumphed over impulse in the end. Xing Chen restrained this urge and suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Zi, come here quickly!" At that moment, Zhao Yiming suddenly looked at Xing Chen and shouted.
As soon as Zhao Yiming's voice fell, several golden beams of light cascaded down from the Golden Palace in the sky, enveloping the people below, and naturally, Xing Chen was also covered by these golden beams.
Immediately, Xing Chen felt his body lighten, and he began to float slowly upwards towards the enormous Golden Palace in the sky. The others also floated up, heading towards the massive palace situated among the clouds.
"What exactly is this palace? It possesses such power, and it's even sending down Guiding Light. Is it trying to bring us all into the palace?"
Xing Chen looked at the gigantic palace in the sky with some shock. The powerful force that this palace possessed would definitely not be allowed to appear in Sword Mound by those Vengeful Spirits within it.
However, it seemed that this palace had the power to suppress Sword Mound, allowing it not only to exist intact within Sword Mound but also to clear away the surrounding Negative Power.
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