Chapter 13: Big Black Dog, in Danger!

The stone door opened, and as Yang Zhu stepped out, he saw Jiang Yi Fei not far away.

Jiang Yi Fei wore a white robe, his right hand behind his back; upon seeing Yang Zhu emerge, his face lit up with joy.

The former kept his word, truly staying by the altar without leaving.

"Brother Yang Zhu, I knew you'd be safe; nothing happened down there, right?"

An underground formation was set up that could isolate all sound and movement; Jiang Yi Fei was outside, knowing nothing of the situation inside.

"It's fine, going smoothly."

After gesturing that it was fine, Yang Zhu took out the spoils he had obtained; the two had a clear division of labor, agreeing to share the treasures.

"I only need this; you can take the rest."

He merely glanced at the stone tablet and heavenly plate; Jiang Yi Fei took only some Divine Nether Soil.

As for the One Qi Transforms into Three Purities, after Yang Zhu had memorized all its contents, when he looked again the ancient characters had already vanished, leaving only a blank golden page.

This must be the method of the Morality Heavenly Venerable, ensuring the completeness of the Shen Gong, so it wouldn't be split into many parts like some techniques.

"Have you heard any news about a big black dog during this time?"

"Black Dog?" Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi Fei's face showed a hint of

change, and he nodded slowly.

Seeing this, Yang Zhu could already guess the general situation.

"Recently there's been a black dog that has turned this place upside down."

Indeed, just as he had thought.

"Four days ago, that guy robbed a group of people, looting their treasures clean."

"Three days ago, he schemed to deceive dozens into entering a cave, using them to attract savage beasts, then stole the guarded Divine Medicine."

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One after another, these deeds made it known to all; the big black dog thus became famous far and wide.

All cultivators who came here, regardless of race or cultivation level, utterly hated that guy, wishing to flay him and pull out his tendons.

"How so, do you know him?"

"Yes."

Yang Zhu somewhat embarrassedly rubbed his nose; this guy never let him down.

"How is he now?"

"Just now I heard people say he clashed with the Separating Fire Sect's members; perhaps they're fighting again."

Yang Zhu thought it over, indicating this was his own affair; Jiang Yi Fei could stay out of it to avoid bringing him trouble.

"Since we've become acquainted, how could I stand by and do nothing when something happens?"

Jiang Yi Fei is not only low-key and humble, but also values relationships, making him worth deep friendship.

Yang Zhu did not decline; he is not one to hold grudges. After clarifying the situation, the two turned into a divine rainbow and rushed out.

In the deepest part of the small world, it is now extraordinarily lively.

Hundreds of cultivators gathered, encircling a black dog in tight formation.

These people were mostly just spectators; the ones truly ready to act were the Separating Fire Sect contingent.

Other cultivators, though they also hated the black dog intensely, after several days likewise knew this guy was not to be provoked.

The Black Emperor was as sturdy as a young calf, with iron muscles and bones; ordinary magical artifacts could hardly wound him.

Furthermore, this guy was versed in formations, spinning his opponents around and thereby slaying many, his ferocious reputation spreading far.

Most people, when their endeavors fail and they stir up trouble, even if they hate him, choose to endure.

After all, this guy is notorious for holding grudges! Facing over ten members of the Separating Fire Sect, the black dog showed no fear, still arrogantly sizing them up askance.

"Damn beast, I swear I'll tear you to pieces!"

An elder of the Separating Fire Sect glared fiercely at the black dog, gritting his teeth and saying.

"Pah! You old thing, still stuck in the Divine Bridge Secret Realm at your age, ashamed..."

"You... you deserve to die!" The man, upon being said that, his face flushed red with anger, his body trembling. "And your core disciple, with such strength, is not even fit to be a pet for this emperor!"

The Black Emperor's verbal assault was extraordinary, drenching the opposition in dog blood, leaving them utterly battered.

Wang Xiao was mocked before all those people, his face darkening terribly.

"Fine, fine, fine, we won't argue with you; let's see how we take you down!"

That Zhang Lai spoke, spitting out a ray of red light, that was a bracelet, like agate refined through sacrifice, vivid beyond compare.

The red jade bracelet enlarged to two meters wide, descending from the sky, attempting to bind the Black Emperor.

The Black Emperor merely glanced, leapt up, revealed his sharp black claws, and swiped at the red jade bracelet.

That bracelet was the precious treasure of one who had practiced sacrifice for years, its power terrifying, yet he happened to encounter this black dog.

His jet-black fur was smooth as silk, as if coated with oil, gleaming.

His huge claw was about the size of a human head, possessing boundless strength, his momentum not at all inferior to the opponent's.

With a bang, the two collided violently.

Unexpectedly, the Divine Bridge cultivator's natal magic treasure not only failed to wound the black dog, but was flung away by one of its claws! "Hah, this emperor knows not how many supreme treasures I've consumed; with your broken trash, you still hope to wound me?"

Having blown away the opponent's treasure with one strike, the big black dog landed, limbs exerting force to pounce and kill; the tremendous force beneath its feet shook the ground into cracks as wide as an arm.

Besides being cunning, the black dog's attacks are no joke.

He raised his hand and lay down; that elder could only control the bracelet to block in front of his body.

When the massive black claw descended, that person's face changed, as if a small mountain smashed down; his body suddenly sank, his feet scraping backward.

Not giving a chance to breathe, the black dog's attack followed immediately; the opponent could only passively defend.

The Black Emperor was no pushover; after more than ten attacks, he seized the opportunity and dealt the opponent a solid claw.

Splash!

That elder had several long, thin gashes carved across his chest, blood gushing out, white bone exposed, extremely horrifying.

"Damn it! This guy isn't simple; let's all attack together and take him down."

Feeling the pain, he realized something was wrong and shouted at the others to attack together.

Heihuang's energy circulated, his aura surged greatly; he gave the opponent no chance and launched another cunning attack.

His speed was much faster than before; before the others could react, with a slap, he smashed that elder's skull with one palm.

Such a bloody scene instantly made the watching cultivators suck in cold air; indeed, as the rumors said, this guy's strength is formidable.

"And you few trash, dare to plot against this king? Just watch how this king slaughters you."

Having said that, he was about to continue attacking, but his heart tightened, intuition warned him of danger, and he quickly stepped back.

The next moment, a huge stone hammer smashed the spot where he had just been; if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been hit squarely.

"You haven't forgotten that we're still here, have you?"

A contemptuous voice came, and seven figures arrived riding divine rainbows; they were from the Yin Yang Sect.

Compared to the Separate Fire Sect, the Yin Yang Sect's fame is much greater; they are capable of standing among the top-tier forces in the Central Province, their strength terrifying.

The Separate Fire Sect is actually a branch of the Yin Yang Sect; having suffered a loss, the Yin Yang Sect naturally won't ignore it.

After all, this somewhat concerns their reputation; for that reason, taking action is inevitable.

The Yin Yang Sect's strength is far beyond what the Separate Fire Sect's group can match; among the seven, the strongest is actually a Perfected Shore cultivator.

Even the weakest among them is at the early stage of the Divine Bridge.

Such a lineup would basically let them run roughshod over the small world, with hardly any dare to provoke them.

"Elder Li, the dragon beard grass we've been painstakingly searching for is on this guy!"

Seeing the reinforcements arrive, Wang Xiao's group immediately gained confidence, pointing at Heihuang and saying.

"Understood, this black dog is arrogant; today we'll give him a taste of his own medicine, let him know the consequences of opposing us."

The so-called Elder Li, nonchalantly stroking his beard, exuded an air of certain victory.

(End of chapter)