Chapter 883: 883. Chapter 881: Suffocating

883. Chapter 881: Suffocating

Who?

Lu Yuan's mind and spirit shuddered, and he instinctively lifted his head to look ahead.

He saw an old man standing a hundred zhang ahead, with flowing white beard, looking somewhat aged.

But his eyes shone with piercing light, giving off an oppressive aura that made one unable to meet his gaze.

Huh? Someone actually a human martial artist has come here?

The white-robed old man was slightly surprised, but his expression remained calm, as if everything had been expected.

Lu Yuan frowned, and a deep sense of apprehension suddenly welled up in his heart.

Because the old man's nonchalant demeanor made him feel somewhat inexplicable.

May I ask which sect elder you are?

Lu Yuan asked cautiously, while secretly heightening his vigilance.

The fact that the other could approach him silently without alerting him proves that both his cultivation and courage are astonishing.

The white-robed old man slowly turned around, revealing an unfamiliar face.

Hehe, I don't belong to any sect; I merely happened to pass by here.

Huh? Lu Yuan was taken aback by the words, feeling doubtful.

This desolate mountain is already far from Cangjing; aside from the Canglanguo royal family and various clans, hardly any other martial artists come here, so why would he come here?

Since we've met, let me take care of this demon beast for you!

The white-robed old man slowly stepped forward to the open space ahead.

Thank you, senior!

Hearing that the other would take action, Lu Yuan naturally welcomed it and clasped his hands in thanks.

But before his words finished, a startling scene appeared: the white-robed old man lightly tapped his right foot on the ground, leapt up, and flew toward the midair.

Boom! In an instant, a matchless, thick pressure permeated the void.

What a terrifying aura!

Lu Yuan's mind and spirit trembled violently, his eyelids twitched nonstop, feeling a suffocating oppression.

After leaping up, the white-robed old man swooped down and fiercely struck out with two palms.

Bang bang... Boom! The violent explosive sound echoed through the mountains, violent gusts mixed with rolling dust sweeping across an area of tens of zhang.

Ow... howl!

A miserable cry rang out suddenly, and the Poison Dragon Python was knocked to the ground, its body convulsing as it fainted.

Is... is it already over?

Lu Yuan stared dumbfounded, waves of turmoil surged in his heart, and his mind was overwhelmed by shocking tides.

The scene just now was truly too shocking; even he couldn't help but feel a bit dazed.

Phew! That was close!

Lu Yuan gathered his thoughts, unable to help feeling relieved.

Had it not been for the sudden appearance of that white-clad old man, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Just who is that white-robed old man?

Gazing at the old man's back, Lu Yuan's eyes twitched, his inner turmoil unable to settle.

Although tens of zhang away, he could still clearly sense the terrifying aura emanating from the old man; such a fearsome existence had surely reached a higher level.

Lu Yuan felt a jolt of dread in his heart, daring not to be negligent.

After all, the opponent could slay the Poison Dragon Python in an instant; his strength must far exceed Lu Yuan's understanding.

He even vaguely guessed that the old man's cultivation might have reached some unfathomable stage.

Otherwise, how could he easily inflict heavy damage on the demon beast with just a single move?

That old man... just what kind of person is he?

Various thoughts flashed through Lu Yuan's mind, yet he could not guess the other's origin; at that moment, the old man leisurely turned and walked over slowly.

Thank you, senior, for your rescue; I will keep it in my heart and will surely repay the great kindness in the future!

Lu Yuan clasped his hands in a solemn salute, expressing his gratitude earnestly.

No need for thanks, it was just a trifling effort. The old man waved his hand and said casually.

Um! No matter what, you saved my life today; I will certainly not forget it!

Lu Yuan wore a solemn expression, his tone resolute.

He had never met this white-robed old man before, yet the latter risked great danger to resolve his deadly crisis; how could he just stand by and do nothing?

Hehe, I merely passed by here and casually disposed of this Poison Dragon Python; you needn't take it to heart. The old man waved his hand and said lightly.

So you were just passing by...

Lu Yuan let out a breath, about to bid farewell and leave, when his eyebrows suddenly rose: "Huh? Senior, your clothes... seem a bit odd!"

Lu Yuan stared at the bloodstain on the old man's chest, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes.

This bloodstain is clearly left by the Poison Dragon Python.

Earlier, when the Poison Dragon Python spat poison at the two, the poison splashed onto the white-robed old man's robe, dyeing it a deep red.

Although he also noticed this, the other's attitude left him quite puzzled.

The other hesitated not, swinging his sword to slay the Poison Dragon Python, appearing effortless, as if he didn't even care about the poison blood.

But upon reflection, this is not really something rare.

It is said that this mountain range harbors many demonic birds and beasts, poisonous insects and snakes run rampant, and the accumulated poisonous blood over the years has seeped into the soil and stone crevices, not something martial artists need to worry about specially.

And after the Poison Dragon Python's death, that bloodstain instead becomes the best tool for cleansing impurity.

The more poison the bloodstains on the old man's body absorb, the more severely they are corroded.

But once the bloodstained white robe is taken off, that patch of bloodstain will be quickly repelled and cleaned, together with the flesh and bones of the Poison Dragon Python corroding away, turning completely into a puddle of foul black water.

"Oh? Any?" the white-robed old man shook his head and smiled, utterly unconcerned.

"Haha! Senior, don't worry, this minor injury is nothing!"

Lu Yuan laughed heartily and kept shaking his head.

"No need for that!" the old man slowly shook his head, a faint cold smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Yuan's eye twitched; he suddenly sensed that the other party's words had a hidden meaning.

"Senior, if you have something to say, please speak."

"Hehe, actually I just wanted to tell you that from here to Cangjingcheng it is still over a thousand zhang away."

The old man arrogantly scanned the surroundings, as if reminding Lu Yuan that they were about to reach Cangjing.

"Hmm!" Lu Yuan furrowed his brows slightly, lost in thought.

He did not ask immediately, because he always felt that something was off.

But for a moment it was hard to judge the other's intention, so he simply set aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

"Senior, junior has a matter I do not understand; I hope you can instruct me!"

Lu Yuan took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.

"What matter? Go ahead." The old man nodded and smiled, his expression somewhat indifferent.

Lu Yuan frowned and said: "Not to hide it from you, senior, I am originally a person of Cangjing, but because my father fell ill and died, I ended up here."

"Cangjing, hum!"

Upon hearing that, the old man gave a cold smile, a flash of cold light passing through his eyes, and the smirk at the corner of his mouth turned into contempt.

"Hehe, I thought you had some problem, but it turns out you are just an ordinary wealthy young master from Cangjing!"

"Huh?" Lu Yuan's eye twitched; he felt a bit embarrassed, but still forced a calm smile.

He did not doubt the truth of the other's words, after all his cultivation and experience were there for all to see; he could not see through the depth of that white-robed old man's realm, and naturally the other had no need to deceive him. (End of chapter)