Chapter 383

As soon as he finished speaking, Baiyun kicked him in the butt with one foot, sending him flying far away.

Don't use that tone when speaking to me, or you'll easily get beaten.

Baiyun gave a hehe laugh.

Hearing Baiyun's words, the frost giant hated him so much his teeth itched, but since he couldn't beat Baiyun now, he could only endure.

Thinking this, he directly asked: "Are you ready to make a move?"

At this moment, the frost giant had already prepared for battle, even though he knew he was no match for Baiyun.

"I won't make a move; my disciple can do it. As long as you don't burn your origin, in this battle my disciple will surely win."

Baiyun gave a light smile.

"Is he really your disciple? He cultivates a technique belonging to that person; if he were your disciple, how could he possibly cultivate that person's technique?"

The frost giant's expression showed disdain.

Hearing the frost giant's words, Baiyun laughed hahaha and said directly: "Even what I cultivate is that person's technique; why can't he cultivate it?"

These words left the frost giant stunned; his eyes flashed with disbelief— that person actually passed the technique to Baiyun, which is too good for Baiyun.

The Nine Turns Primal Art is one of the most powerful techniques in heaven and earth; if one can cultivate it, it is absolutely a great opportunity. Even if not as extraordinary as the divine posture of Erlang Zhenjun, it is certainly not inferior, far surpassing ordinary Golden Immortals and even Great Luo Golden Immortals.

After taking a deep look at Baiyun, the frost giant sighed: "You truly follow a good master, or is your insight as sharp as a torch?"

Baiyun laughed hahaha and explained: "That person regards me as a brother, not a pet beast."

Hearing Baiyun's words, the frost giant fell slightly silent.

Both being ancient rare species, Baiyun is faring much better than him; although they are now in the mortal world, it's obvious Baiyun was arranged by that person, and Baiyun himself suffered no harm— with such strength in the mortal world he can walk sideways.

Unlike me, whose body has serious problems, I still have to guard Chiyou's remnant body, while the Heavenly Court hasn't sent me any news for hundreds of years.

What does that mean? The frost giant clearly understands; he's not like Ao Zhan, whose mind isn't sharp, unaware of the Heavenly Court's intent.

This shows the Heavenly Court has actually abandoned them.

Realizing this, the frost giant felt somewhat lost.

Just then, Qin Yang and company rushed back; upon seeing Baiyun, Qin Yang broke into a big smile: "Master, you've finally come."

"I'm not at ease; this guy is stubborn, I worry he'll use some forbidden secret technique to perish together with you, so I rushed here to stop him from courting death."

Baiyun said.

Hearing Baiyun's words, the frost giant snorted coldly; his icy-blue eyes fell on Qin Yang, carrying a hint of surprise.

His performance is in no way inferior to that of the divinely gifted Erlang Zhenjun; it's just that his cultivation hasn't reached a high enough realm. Once he attains the higher levels of the Nine Turns Primal Art, he will surely be like Erlang Shen, famous throughout the three realms.

"Still fighting?"

Qin Yang stared at the frost giant and asked.

Before the frost giant could speak, Qin Yang stood beside his master and said: "If you want to fight, then let my master accompany you."

The frost giant gritted his teeth and sneered: "You master and disciple are equally shameless."

Qin Yang and Baiyun showed no change in expression, and didn't even feel this was a humiliation.

The best strategy is to attack the enemy's plans; relying solely on strength is the act of a brute— isn't it better to have brains?

Whoever is called shameless, who among them doesn't have a particularly sharp mind?

In Qin Yang's view, this is just a roundabout way of praising his own cleverness.

Seeing that the two showed not a shred of guilt, but instead wore smug expressions, Bing Shuang Ju Ren realized his earlier words had been spoken in vain.

Xiǎng dào zhèlǐ, he let out a breath, knowing that today it was impossible to guard his so‑called "Mandate of Heaven", yet if he simply retreated like that, he would feel somewhat unwilling.

If we forcibly block them, there is only a dead end; don't look at Baiyun still chatting with him now—if I really insisted on making a move, Baiyun might just raise his hand and crush me.

Xiǎng dào zhèlǐ, Bing Shuang Ju Ren took a deep Xī le yī kǒu qì, saying: "I am not your match; I cannot stop you from taking Chiyou's remains, and I will not hinder you any further."

Having said that, Bing Shuang Ju Ren turned and left.

Seeing Bing Shuang Ju Ren depart, Chiyou and Qin Yang both flashed a hint of joy in their eyes.

Qin Yang directly Dòngshǒu to begin breaking those seals; not long after, another fragment of Chiyou's body returned, and having gathered three fragments, his strength had risen to the Golden Immortal level.

Chiyou beamed with laughter, saying: "Finally I have reached Golden Immortal strength! There are still two remnants of my body; if I can find them, I will be able to restore my former power."

Saying this, a flicker of doubt crossed his face: "What exactly is the Yellow Emperor up to? Why has he properly preserved my body, letting none of my remnants suffer even the slightest damage, and even nourished by the great formation, I feel my remnants are stronger than before; if the remnants unite and become whole, my strength could possibly surpass its former peak and reach even greater heights."

Hearing Chiyou's words, Baiyun's eyes flashed with thought; after pondering, he said: "I once heard people say that your battle with the Yellow Emperor might have been a scheme, but who the planner was, no one said."

Chiyou's heart stirred—who could be the one capable of scheming for him and the Yellow Emperor?

Back then he felt no hint of being set up; it was simply that he wanted to contend with the Yellow Emperor for supremacy under heaven, to seize the title of Human Emperor and help the Wu tribe rise.

Now hearing Baiyun's words, Chiyou's heart filled with doubts; if there truly is a hidden hand behind the scenes, that party's power is absolutely unfathomable, far beyond his imagination, and could even be an existence like the Three Pure Ones.

But the Three Pure Ones would have no need to do such a thing—so who could it be? Chiyou racked his brains, yet still could not find any answer.

"All right, no need to think so much now; when your strength recovers later, you can ponder then, or you could simply ask the one behind me—perhaps he will tell you directly."

Upon hearing Baiyun's words, Chiyou stopped dwelling on it, cast aside his doubts, and said with a smile: "Long Guo will face no danger now; if a powerhouse from Gaotian Yuan or the Western Heaven appears, I will strike them down directly."

Having reached the Golden Immortal level, Chiyou possessed absolute confidence in his strength; the masters of those two places were likely also only Golden Immortals, so even facing two or three opponents alone, he would not fear, as a large portion of his true form had returned, granting his combat power a qualitative leap—at this moment Chiyou already bore a hint of the demeanor of an ancient demon god.

"If that's the case, that's perfect—I needn't worry either." Qin Yang finally let out a breath.

At this very moment, Baiyun said: "You must not be careless; the two beings on Gaotian Yuan, together with the supreme Shénmíng of other nations, are all formidable—some have even approached the Daluo Jìngjiè, or are already Daluo Golden Immortals. Although Senior Chiyou has reached the Golden Immortal level, trying to block them completely is probably not as easy as one might imagine."

Upon hearing Baiyun's words, Qin Yang and Chiyou's expressions shifted slightly—could those foreign Shénmíng really be that strong?

A Daluo Golden Immortal is no ordinary being; it is not a level just anyone can attain.

One who attains Daluo Golden Immortal may be called a great adept with vast supernatural powers; beneath the Daluo Golden Immortal, all are as insignificant as ants.