Chapter 65

Chen Yi He stands on the nine-tier white jade steps, completely unaffected by the battle before him, he enjoys the breath of life, the southbound wild geese in the sky, the lush trees before him, the murmuring stream in the distance.

Half a year of underground life made him lose his sense of direction in life; in a daze, everything seemed unreal, but indeed, he had left that inhumane tomb of imprisonment.

However, Chen Yi He had no time to comprehend the truth of life before being swept into this "punitive war"!

Chen Yi He recognized Xiao Feng; Xiao Feng and another person wielding a long spear and clad in armor were fiercely fighting the Grand Elder.

Also there was that burly iron-worker whose attire differed in size but matched the style of the iron armor.

Also there was that elderly person holding a long sword, with white hair flowing.

Also there was that middle-aged person holding a knife in one hand and striking with a palm in the other.

Their opponents were precisely the four elders of the Qianzhong Sect!

The nine of them are now in a state of extreme tension; their strength has been mostly expended! Especially the five on Xiao Feng's side, each is at the end of their tether. The four elders' strength is utterly genuine!

In the distance stood a group of people in black clothing, holding bows and arrows, eyes fixed on the battlefield, bows drawn taut, awaiting a lethal strike. Judging by their aura, they are certainly no ordinary lot!

Xiao Feng evidently also saw Chen Yi He; stunned, he took a palm strike from the Grand Elder and fell from midair, crashing a hole in the ground! He did not see his daughter, Xiao Xiao Yu.

Including the four elders, nobody could have imagined that four young people would walk out from the nine-tier white jade steps!

"How could someone walk out alive?" the Second Elder exclaimed in disbelief.

"It must be Lao Qi!" the Grand Elder cried out in anguish, his qi and blood surging, he spat a mouthful of old blood. However, the enemies had not yet noticed that their sect master had successfully escaped; they were not merely bound to defend this path—they might still have a chance to retreat!

Now is not the time for both sides to be shocked and enraged; being able to survive is the only principle!

The Palace Master stood in place, blinked, and a silver needle shot straight toward the distant four elders!

"Whoosh!"

The Fourth Elder was fully focused on fiercely fighting Ouyang Zhuo; who would notice such a detail!

"Sizzle!"

The silver needle precisely pierced the Fourth Elder's heart and lungs from behind!

The Fourth Elder instantly lost combat ability!

Subsequently, Ouyang Lie struck down with a single blade, cleaving the Fourth Elder at the waist!

The hot-tempered Fourth Elder got a boxed lunch.

"Old Four!" the Third Elder roared heart-wrenchingly; he struck a palm onto Tie Gang's iron armor!

This palm strike was heavy and forceful, directly leaving a palm print on the iron armor; shaking off Tie Gang, he charged toward the Palace Master!

"Scum! Die!" the Third Elder exerted himself, gathering his utmost strength in a single palm strike aimed at the Palace Master's life!

Only saw the Palace Master not dodging; moreover, the red mark on her brow suddenly brightened, a strong light shot out from it, clashing with the Third Elder!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" two powerful true qi collided!

Chen Yi He, Dongfang Xing, and Wu Rong were forced to retreat; the main hall of the Qianzhong Sect's palace was overturned! The artificial mountain shattered! The stream dried up! Plants withered!

Everyone's gaze lingered on the Palace Master and the Third Elder!

The Third Elder is usually silent and reserved, yet his strength is not to be underestimated; otherwise, how could he stand on equal footing with the Second and Grand Elders?

"Hehe!" the Palace Master gave a cold smile, pointing both hands at her own temples; thunderous power continuously emanated from her palms, stimulating her temples!

No longer a prolonged standoff!

The light emanating from the red mark on her brow surged intensely in an instant!

It devoured the Third Elder's true qi, irresistibly charging toward him!

"Ahhh!" the mighty Third Elder of the Qianzhong Sect, unexpectedly defeated by a disciple! He was enveloped by the Palace Master's boundless true qi and finally exploded in midair!

Everyone was shocked!

What kind of reasoning is this!?

The Palace Master flicked her sleeves, withdrew her hands, and coldly said, "Is that all you've got, still an elder?" Having spoken, she leapt away before everyone's eyes.

She was like a red rose swaying in the wind! Dissipating in the breeze.

The Palace Master, having struck twice, although not ruling out the exhausting hard battles of Ouyang Lie and Tie Gang, she can kill with a single move! At such a young age, will she still be alive in thirty or fifty years?

"If only my son were like that..." watching the Palace Master, Nan Zhongyi shook his head in embarrassment, ashamed that his son falls short of another's daughter.

Such sentiments are not limited to Nan Zhongyi alone.

Witnessing the gruesome deaths of the Third and Fourth Elders, the Grand and Second Elders stared at each other; now they are trapped in a dead end, with the bows and arrows of the West Depot's eighteen horsemen awaiting in the distance, while Xiao Feng, Nan Zhongyi, Feng Yichu, Tie Gang, and Ouyang Lie surround them, and behind them are three disciples who share an irreconcilable enmity with them! At this moment, they truly have no way to heaven or earth!

"Seventh Elder... no, Grand Elder, long time no see!" Xiao Feng rose from the pit, brushed off the dust on himself, pointed at the Grand Elder, and greeted him.

"You still remember me, not bad." the Grand Elder said lightly, having already given up on fleeing; he had not forgotten his two disciples, Xiao Feng and Nan Zhongyi.

"Old demon, you have no tomorrow!" Xiao Feng declared righteously to the Grand Elder, as if passing judgment, sentencing the two elders to death.

"Hehe, good disciple, even if the two masters die today, they'll still drag a few down as cushions!" the Grand Elder coldly smiled, then abruptly turned and lunged at Chen Yi He and the other two!

The Second Elder adopted the same action!

Chen Yi He was greatly startled! He never expected these two old foxes to be so cunning, picking on such fresh meat as them! He instinctively unleashed a sword strike!

A white silhouette flew out from the Purple Tempered Sword!

Dongfang Xing's palms were shrouded in black qi, striking while retreating!

Wu Rong's "Hellfire Hand" unleashed, burning heaven and earth!

The three youngsters each displayed their divine abilities! So much so that the five venerable seniors nearby forgot to act!

"That... is Lao Qi's... Lao Qi's sword qi!" the Grand Elder punched back the three disciples, yet he was still startled! For he sensed the Seventh Elder's sword qi! sensed from Chen Yi He's sword qi!

Chen Yi He was shaken to spit a mouthful of blood! Yet he was satisfied; he never imagined he could withstand such a tremendous impact in his lifetime! This is all thanks to the Seventh Elder's gift!

"Release the arrows!" Upon timing, Zhang Gonggong gave the order, and the iron arrows shot from the bowstrings they were gripping!

These iron arrows are specially made, further infused with the strong inner power of the West Depot's eighteen horsemen; a single arrow can explode a person's body!

The two elders did not manage to subdue Chen Yi He and the other two in the first moment! Behind them, Xiao Feng and the five others also caught up, intending to beat them to death!

"Pfft!" the Grand Elder took a palm from Xiao Feng! Then took a spear thrust from Nan Zhongyi!

"Pfft!" Second Elder almost had his head and body split apart by Tie Gang! But immediately after, Feng Yi Chu and Ouyang Zhuo rushed over again! He was beaten into a sorry state!

Can only be described with the two words "pitiful"!

Iron arrows came flying; the two elders' bodies were tough, they didn't explode, but were nailed to the nine-tier white jade steps! They died with eyes open, a miserable death!

The seven elders of the Thousand Layer Gate all perished, buried together with their mission within the Thousand Layer Gate.

Chen Yi He and his three companions were utterly exhausted, while Xiao Feng and his five companions were also covered in wounds; in this battle, their opponents were the previous few elders—no easy feat!

The destructive power was also great; the entire Thousand Layer Gate was blasted into ruin! If they hadn't each deliberately held back, the opposing Returning Goose Pavilion might have been blown apart!

The Western Depot's Eighteen Riders have already vanished without a trace.

"Son! Father has avenged you!" Tie Gang collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down his face, his tears "drip-drip" falling onto his iron armor, his sorrow deeply moving.

Ouyang Lie, too—how could it be otherwise? His only son, whom he had cherished for over twenty years, died just like that in the Thousand Layer Gate's conspiracy, leaving him without an heir; his heart was filled with grief.

Chen Yi He sensed something amiss; Xiao Feng was staring at him, and the spear-wielding, armor-piercing general also glared at him! He vaguely saw a familiar shadow on the general's person……Wasn't that the shadow of South Mountain?