Chapter 67: Yun Yi: Ancient Clan Envoy, What Imposing Might!

Northwest Continent, Jia Ma Empire.

Yun Lan Sect.

The current Yun Lan Sect has already become the undisputed hegemon of this region.

Even though it has not actively conquered and expanded across this land, the surrounding forces large and small have all tacitly taken the initiative to attach themselves, seeking the Yun Lan Sect's protection.

In merely two years, Sect Master Nalan Yanran has climbed from a One-Star Dou Huang to an Eight-Star Dou Huang.

In the surrounding regions, for a time her limelight had no equal.

However, everyone knows that relying solely on her own bit of strength, wanting to control the massive Yun Lan Sect, still appears insufficient.

But Nalan Yanran's confidence lies in her Ancestral Master.

Venerable Yun.

He is the publicly acknowledged strongest expert of the surrounding several dozen empires!

Originally, everyone felt this was still a peaceful day.

However, a strongman suddenly descended upon the Yun Lan Sect.

A powerful aura that made one suffocate instantly enveloped the entire Yun Lan Mountain.

This aura was overbearing and sharp, instantly making everyone inside the Yun Lan Sect feel an invisible heavy pressure.

Pressing down on them until they could not breathe.

"Who is this person, his aura actually surpasses the Ancestral Master of those years by much!"

Nalan Yanran detected this abnormal aura, her eyes full of shock.

As the Sect Master of the Yun Lan Sect, her first reaction was that this might be an enemy/rival come to seek revenge.

After all, releasing pressure so unscrupulously, the visitor's intentions were obviously not good.

She took a deep breath and swiftly headed toward the outside of the hall.

At the same time, Yun Shan, who was in secluded cultivation, was also startled by this powerful aura into abruptly opening his eyes.

His thoughts were the same as Nalan Yanran's.

If it truly was such a powerful enemy/rival attacking, then right now it would very likely concern the Yun Lan Sect's life and death survival!

Not daring the slightest delay, he immediately circulated his full body Dou Qi, forcibly broke off his seclusion, and flew out at the fastest speed.

"Senior, what matter brings you to my Yun Lan Sect?"

After Yun Shan arrived, enduring the unease in his heart, he respectfully cupped his fists and inquired toward the old man in the sky.

His voice tried its best to remain calm, but the slightly trembling tone still leaked his inner nervousness.

However, the old man treated his inquiry as if unheard, a trace of mocking smile instead rising on his face.

His eyes carried disdain, and in his heart he secretly thought, "Such a weak sect, the Young Lady actually also made me come this trip, it truly somewhat disgraces my Ancient Clan's invitation..."

"What figure worthy of attention could this remote place of the Northwest Continent have."

Seeing the old man so arrogant and rude, turning a deaf ear to Yun Shan's inquiry, Nalan Yanran's beautiful brows tightly knitted.

Without another word, she quickly took out a token from her storage ring.

Immediately after, her hands danced like phantoms, rapidly forming seals.

Streaks of strange light flew out from her slender fingertips, imprinting onto the token.

In an instant, above the Yun Lan Sect's palace complex, a layer of purple-green interwoven energy shield appeared.

This energy shield's light flowed and turned; it was precisely the Wind Thunder Barrier that Yun Yi specially left for the Yun Lan Sect.

"Not bad, this formation actually has a bit of interest..."

"However..."

"It's still too weak!!"

Seeing this, the old man slightly raised his brows, the corner of his mouth curling up, still laughing disdainfully.

Then he raised his hand, casually pressing a palm lightly toward the energy shield.

This seemingly casual palm contained extremely terrifying power.

"Bang!!!"

A huge sound.

As if heaven and earth trembled for it.

The Wind Thunder Barrier, like fragile glass, instantly shattered apart, turning into countless lights that dissipated in the air.

The people inside the Yun Lan Sect seeing this, instantly fell into a panic.

The disciples' faces were full of terror, the elders' expressions even more despairing.

"Could it be... our Yun Lan Sect's fate is exhausted?"

Nalan Yanran stared wide-eyed in horror, her face instantly turning deathly pale, as if all blood had been drained away.

Even Yun Shan's expression was grave.

"One palm shattering the grand formation... such a strongman, looks like he really has come to exterminate my Yun Lan Sect."

In his heart, he had already made preparations for a fight to the death!

Nalan Yanran at this moment tightly gripped a spatial jade tube in her hand.

This was the life-saving treasure Yun Yi left her for critical moments.

However, she did not use it.

She felt this old man's strength far far surpassed the Ancestral Master.

If she used it rashly, it would only drag the Ancestral Master into danger as well.

The current situation: only if the Ancestral Master lives will there be an opportunity in the future to avenge the Yun Lan Sect!

She bit her lip, enduring the fear and anger in her heart, her eyes revealing a trace of determination.

"Heh, don't be nervous."

"This old man just wanted to test the power of your array; who would have thought it would be so vulnerable to a single blow."

"But that's normal, after all, it's a barren land; what strongmen could possibly come out of it..."

The old man wore a look of indifference.

He patted the nonexistent dust off his body, his tone filled with disdain.

Then, he shook his wrist and flicked out a translucent jade slip.

The jade slip turned into a streak of light shooting toward Nalan Yanran, stopping steadily in midair before her.

The jade slip emitted a soft glow, with ancient runes faintly carved upon it.

"This is an invitation..." the old man said lightly, his tone carrying a sense of superiority.

"Senior coming to deliver an invitation is simply too arrogant!"

Nalan Yanran gritted her silver teeth, sparks of anger flashing in her eyes as she spoke loudly.

She simply could not tolerate the old man's arrogant attitude.

Mocking their Yun Lan Sect as weak on one hand, then delivering an invitation on the other...

Is this an invitation? It's clearly an insult.

"Heh, little girl, your Yun Lan Sect receiving an invitation from my Ancient Clan is already a great honor."

"You should know, many major powers in Zhongzhou can't even get one..." the old man sneered, his eyes still full of disdain.

He looked down at Nalan Yanran from above, as if looking at an insignificant ant.

"What Ancient Clan, my Yun Lan Sect doesn't want your invitation..." Nalan Yanran stubbornly raised her head, speaking firmly.

She could not accept the old man's act of trampling on the dignity of the Yun Lan Sect.

Smashing the sect-protecting array with one palm, then telling them you're here to deliver an invitation?

"If you won't drink the toast, you'll drink the penalty wine..."

The old man's expression darkened, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

"Then all of you kneel down for me!!"

He waved his hand fiercely, instantly releasing powerful pressure.

This pressure covered the sky and earth, as if it would crush the entire Yun Lan Sect.

Everyone in the Yun Lan Sect, whether ordinary disciples or elders, even Yun Shan had weak legs, almost unable to resist this powerful force.

Everyone's bodies trembled involuntarily, large beads of sweat rolling down from their foreheads.

But all members of the Yun Lan Sect had their own pride; they would rather die than kneel before this insulting old man.

However, the body's endurance is limited.

Just as many could no longer bear it, their knees began to bend, about to kneel on the ground, the sky suddenly twisted violently.

A tall figure slowly stepped out from the twisted space.

It was Yun Yi.

"A person from the Ancient Clan, such great airs!"

Yun Yi glanced indifferently at the old man.

Just one glance.

The pressure released by the old man instantly dissipated into nothingness.

Not only that, the old man seemed to be struck by an invisible force, his entire body uncontrollably shaken back many steps under Yun Yi's indifferent gaze.

He flipped several times in the air before barely stabilizing his figure.

Before he could catch his breath, a huge blood-red palm suddenly appeared out of thin air, pressing down fiercely on the old man.

The space around the blood-red palm was all twisted.

The vast pressure even imprisoned the old man in place.

The old man no longer had his previous disdain and mockery; his face turned deathly pale instantly, his eyes full of fear.

"Earth Covering Seal!!!"

Only to see the old man quickly form seals with both hands, light flashing all over his body, a huge seal carrying powerful energy fluctuations meeting it.

However, this Earth Covering Seal, before Yun Yi's blood-red palm, could not even slow down the speed of the palm coming down, directly shattering.

Then, the blood-red palm fiercely slapped the old man onto the ground.

"Boom!"

The ground was instantly smashed into a huge deep pit.

Dust flew, shattered stones scattered in all directions.

The entire Yun Lan Mountain trembled, as if an earthquake had occurred.

"Ancestral Master!"

"Junior Brother!"

"Ancestor!!"

Seeing this, everyone in the Yun Lan Sect exclaimed in surprise, their faces full of joy.

Nalan Yanran's eyes immediately welled up.

Yun Shan also laughed with delight.

And that old man, at this moment, crawled out of the pit on the ground with difficulty, his face covered in dust.

His clothes were tattered, his originally neat hair now disheveled, and his body was covered in wounds, blood constantly gushing from the wounds, staining his clothes completely red.

At this moment his pupils shook, his face full of shock.

It's hard to imagine that in this small Northwest Continent, there is actually someone who could so easily inflict heavy injuries on him!

The old man propped himself up with trembling hands and struggled to his feet.

He looked at Yun Yi, his eyes full of fear.

Judging from that palm strike just now, the Strongman before him had still held back; otherwise he would have died long ago!

At this moment Yun Yi also gazed indifferently at the bedraggled old man.

Were it not for the Ancient Clan backing him, with Yun Yi's former temperament he would have cut him down on the spot long ago.

It was a pity, Yun Yi had matured compared to the past...

He knew that killing required bearing a price.

Although his strength had increased somewhat now, he still could not directly contend against the Powerful Ancient Clan.

If he killed the Ancient Clan's envoy, he might be able to escape, but what about those close to him?

Was he to let them all wander the ends of the earth with him?

Thinking of this, Yun Yi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed that Killing Intent.

(Chapter End)