Chapter 66: with translation of chapter title

As expected, the gazes of Xiao Feng and Nan Zhongyi simultaneously fixed on Chen Yi He.

Their eyes were venomous, and they openly revealed killing intent.

Chen Yi He panicked; the last desperate counterstrike from the two elders just before they died had left him somewhat injured.

Although Xiao Feng and Nan Zhongyi's injuries were worse than his, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse, so subduing Chen Yi He still seemed easy for them.

The Thousand Gates had become a ruin, a historical relic, and the air still reeked of the bloody smell of death.

Chen Yi He's body was splattered with the blood of the two elders.

Xiao Feng stepped closer to Chen Yi He, asking in an unavoidable tone, "Yuer, where is the person?"

Nan Zhongyi's eyes were about to overflow with fury; his son had died at Chen Yi He's hands! "Hahaha! I never thought this grudge could be avenged! My son, in heaven, watch as your father takes revenge for you!"

How could Chen Yi He not be afraid? He struggled to rise from the nine-tiered white jade steps, demanding, "You... what do you intend to do?"

Tie Gang and Ouyang Zhuo also chose to leave; everything here was no longer relevant to them. Dragging their severely wounded bodies, they hurried to find a safe place to heal.

"Why didn't Yuer come out with you?" Xiao Feng stood before Chen Yi He, half a head taller than him.

Xiao Feng knew what the underground world was like and its horrors. He just didn't understand why everyone else had emerged while Xiao Xiaoyu hadn't; most likely, she had met with harm.

"Heh, you ask me? How would I know?" Chen Yi He replied; he truly didn't know, and in the underground world he had not found Xiao Xiaoyu.

Xiao Xiaoyu had vanished, just like the Dragon King.

"Don't force me!" Xiao Feng's face was as cold as frost; he looked at Chen Yi He just as he looked at the grand elder, filled with hatred and even more contempt.

Wu Rong stepped forward to explain for Chen Yi He, "We truly don't know; we haven't seen her at all!"

"Who knows if you've colluded? If not, then come back with me to Clearwater City so I can interrogate you properly!" Xiao Feng said mercilessly.

Nan Zhongyi interjected, "Go back with you to Clearwater City? Brother Xiao, he killed my son—shouldn't I be the one to handle him?" In their eyes, Chen Yi He was nothing but a lamb awaiting slaughter.

Xiao Feng was thinking.

"Who are you? Why should I go with you?" Chen Yi He asked irritably; he had just escaped one hell, only to possibly fall into another—if Xiao Feng took him back to the Xiao family fortress, his treatment would be tens or even hundreds of times worse than in the underground world, and falling into Nan Zhongyi's hands would essentially be a death sentence…

"Clang!" Nan Zhongyi's spear nailed into the ground beside Chen Yi He's head!

If Chen Yi He hadn't dodged quickly enough, that spear would have shattered his skull!

What a Nan Zhongyi, striking unexpectedly!

Even Xiao Feng hadn't reacted yet; he rebuked Nan Zhongyi, "If we kill him now, how will we get news of my daughter?"

"What about the revenge for my son?"

"After I judge him and learn Yuer's whereabouts, I'll hand him over to you to deal with!"

Chen Yi He knew today would not end peacefully; he absolutely could not fall into the hands of either Xiao Feng or Nan Zhongyi. Not knowing where this confidence came from, he felt he could fight them!

Better to fight his way out than wait passively for death!

Xiao Feng struck down with a palm, sending white true qi toward Chen Yi He's head. Just as before, he aimed to cripple Chen Yi He's cultivation! He pressed Chen Yi He, "If you won't speak, then await judgment!"

"Heh, bullying the weak with strength—what skill is that?" Chen Yi He sneered, "You're nothing but spent arrows!"

Chen Yi He's words only strengthened Xiao Feng's resolve to cripple him; Xiao Feng must make him an incapacitated cripple unable to resist.

"Will you speak or not?" Xiao Feng refused to believe his woman had come to harm.

Chen Yi He appeared frightened, stammering, "Speak... I'll speak! Listen up!"

"Quick!"

"She's dead!" Chen Yi He blurted, "She died horribly!" Not caring about anything else, he simply provoked Xiao Feng to create an opportunity for himself.

Xiao Feng staggered back two steps, then threw his head back and shouted, "Yuer!"

But he quickly recovered, glaring at Chen Yi He and snarling ferociously, "Then I'll send you to accompany Yuer in burial!"

"On what grounds?" Dongfang Xing had intended to point out Chen Yi He's falsehood, but Xiao Feng's sudden change of expression made her reconsider, "As an elder, how can you be so shameless!"

"Shameless? Stealing another's internal cultivation method is a major taboo in the martial world; he stole my Xiao family's 'Withering and Flourishing Heart Sutra'—that alone is enough for me to kill him!"

"Who the hell would want to learn your family's useless heart method?" Chen Yi He retorted, "Basically, he just hasn't encountered any other methods; sooner or later he'll discard the 'Withering and Flourishing Heart Sutra'!"

Chen Yi He gripped the Purple Tempered Sword tightly, his gaze firm, expression resolute, "Since you're so eager to kill me, come and try!"

"Oh? You little brat, your tone isn't small!" Nan Zhongyi said.

"You're both seriously injured; don't be careless and lose your lives!" Chen Yi He assumed a sword stance, preparing for battle.

"We've all been in the underground world; why are you putting the blame solely on him?" Dongfang Xing also readied herself to step forward, but Chen Yi He's gaze dissuaded her, "My own affairs—don't drag me into them."

"Overestimating yourself, do you know what a Fourth Heaven expert is? An unparalleled master would regard you as an ant!" Nan Zhongyi slowly gathered true qi, raising his spear, the shaft brimming with force!

Even a Fourth Heaven expert, though seriously wounded, can still crush a Third Heaven cultivator!

Chen Yi He didn't move, but his sword did—the Purple Tempered Sword flew from his hand, stabbing toward Nan Zhongyi! At the same time, Chen Yi He actually took the initiative to engage Xiao Feng in combat!

Sword against Nan Zhongyi, person against Xiao Feng. As soon as Chen Yi He made a move, everyone was shocked!

A mere Third Heaven cultivator actually dared to think he could take on two Fourth Heaven experts single‑handedly!

"Heh, kid, are you crazy? Since you're in such a hurry to die, I'll oblige you!" Xiao Feng unleashed a palm strike—the Xiao family palm technique, swift as a shadow, leaving no trace! Its momentum was overwhelming, its power pressing down on heaven and earth!

Chen Yi He was not lagging behind either; using one form of the Cloud‑Repelling Palm, "Wind Rolling Residual Cloud," he transformed soft force to meet the opponent! No matter how strong Xiao Feng's palm strike, landing on the Cloud‑Repelling Palm would dispel most of its force, leaving it feeble and limp!

Chen Yi He wasn't rushing the palm duel with Xiao Feng; he only needed to hold Xiao Feng off, while on the other side quickly subduing Nan Zhongyi!

During his fight with the grand elder, Nan Zhongyi had already taken several blows, suffering internal and external injuries; he was gritting his teeth to avenge his son and take down Chen Yi He. But now the Purple Tempered Sword blocked him! It was utterly humiliating—being stopped in his tracks by someone's sword‑control technique, and for a moment he couldn't decipher the sword moves!

By rights, such a tactic is used by a higher‑realm cultivator against a lower‑realm one, but now it's him who is one realm above Chen Yi He!

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!" No matter how fast Nan Zhongyi thrust his spear, the Purple Tempered Sword always steadied blocked it!

The key is that the Purple Tempered Sword poses no mortal danger to Chen Yi He—it's merely his defensive line—whereas Nan Zhongyi's life is at risk; just now the Purple Tempered Sword nearly sliced his thigh!

Nan Zhongyi, unable to prevail in the prolonged fight, grew vexed, which directly triggered the outbreak of his suppressed internal injury!

"Pfft!" A mouthful of old blood spurted out!

The imposing General who stood as one against ten thousand, who once alone roared at tens of thousands of enemy troops, the enemy of ten thousand, the gate deity of South Heaven Gate! Actually got into trouble here!

The Purple Tempered Sword's blade spun wildly, white-purple sword qi surged forth, then another move 'White Rainbow Piercing the Sun'! Straight for Nan Zhongyi!

Dongfang Xing looked at everything before her, feeling incredulous. Is that still the weakling Chen Yi He? How in just half a year he's become this strong! Half a year ago on the Returning Geese Tower, Chen Yi He's progress already gave her surprise; now needless to say, his swordsmanship is practically divine assistance!

Chen Yi He knew clearly, there's no divine assistance helping him; it's the Seventh Elder who helped him, transferring his entire cultivation to him. Although it couldn't achieve the additive effect of one plus one equals two, it still let him reach a higher level!

Otherwise, how would he dare to act arrogantly before two peerless masters?