Chapter 551

The man in the red robe glanced at the scene and said coldly, "It's utterly nauseating! Blue Sky, bring me the Ghost Wolf Blade—so long as you hand it over, I guarantee not a single hair of your Blue family will be harmed."

"Dream on!" Blue Sky roared, his eyes blazing red as he glared at the man in the red robe.

"Dad, what exactly is the Ghost Wolf Blade?" Lan Lan Siluo asked, confused—he'd heard his father mention the Ghost Wolf Blade but had no idea what it was.

"Enough chatter. Attack together and eliminate them," the man in the red robe snapped, waving his hand irritably.

Instantly, a multitude of piercing whistles filled the air as a group of black-clad figures surged toward Blue Sky and Lan Lan Siluo.

"Get back!"

At the critical moment, Hearing Guan Yu suddenly appeared, his Green Dragon Blade slashing down with a flash of cold light over a zhang long, blasting all enemies backward—none had time to dodge, all collapsing to the ground.

Seeing this, the man in the red robe stared in confusion at the sudden arrival of Hearing Guan Yu; he had seen the scenes transmitted from the Tower of Heaven, but back then, Hearing Guan Yu had not been nearly this powerful.

"You people are such a nuisance!" Wang Yase held his Stone Middle Sword, standing beside Wang Da Dong as they encircled the man in the red robe and the two men in gray robes.

"Hah, you have no chance of handling this matter," the two men in gray robes exchanged glances and revealed cruel smiles.

"No one leaves here today," Wang Da Dong unveiled his Dragon Pattern Cauldron, his combat power surging instantly to forty thousand—the aura was terrifying, making hearts pound.

"Hah, we'll see whose combat power is stronger," the gray-robed man sneered, not the least afraid—instead, he assumed a fierce battle stance, as if Wang Da Dong didn't even exist.

Wang Da Dong's face darkened, for he sensed the opponent's aura matched his own—his total combat power was certainly greater.

Wang Yase gripped his Stone Middle Sword, gazing solemnly at the man in the red robe; the gray-robed man was already a formidable foe—if he fought him alone, he'd suffer a crushing defeat.

"Stone Middle Sword? Interesting. I never expected today to obtain both the Stone Middle Sword and the Ghost Wolf Blade—Heaven itself aids me!" the man in the red robe sneered, clearly treating Wang Da Dong and the others as nothing.

Despite their formidable auras, they stirred not a spark of battle lust in him—defeating them would be easy.

"Hmph, come then!" Wang Da Dong let out a low grunt, deciding to strike first—his Dragon Pattern Cauldron blazed with blinding light as he hurled it at the nearest gray-robed man.

The gray-robed man's pupils contracted; he swiftly retreated, dodging the Cauldron's edge, a cold smirk forming on his lips: "Just cheap tricks!"

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Speaking, the black-robed man swung his right hand, drawing a short dagger—deadly sharp, gleaming with cold light—as it lunged straight for Wang Da Dong.

Wang Da Dong reacted instantly, stomping the ground and launching himself into the air with the recoil, moving like lightning as he charged the black-robed man.

Seeing this, the black-robed man dodged nimbly and thrust his short dagger again toward Wang Da Dong.

At this moment, Hearing Guan Yu also refused to stand idle, unleashing his full combat power as he attacked the man in the red robe; meanwhile, Wang Yase began his assault on the black-robed man.

The man in the red robe casually evaded Hearing Guan Yu's strike and mocked, "Guan Yu, I've seen you—the strong one from the Silver Dimension. I advise you not to meddle."

Hearing Guan Yu's eyes flashed with cold light as he replied coldly, "Demons and monsters, only know how to terrify others."

The man in the red robe laughed. "Do you really think you alone can accomplish this? Where are the other Five Tiger Generals?"

"I cannot promise to defeat you, but I can certainly hold you off," Hearing Guan Yu said calmly—he made no grand claims, for the man in the red robe's combat power was high, not easily overcome.

"If you insist on this, I'll play with you properly," the man in the red robe grinned wickedly. "I'll use your blood to open the Xukongda Sect!"

No sooner had he spoken than the man in the red robe unleashed overwhelming combat power—his aura shifted violently, growing chaotic, even chilling the air.

Simultaneously, a powerful aura engulfed Hearing Guan Yu, making it hard for him to breathe.

Hearing Guan Yu's demeanor turned grave; he exhaled slowly, gathering strength within, his Crescent Moon Blade flashing with icy, lethal light.

【405】 Loss of control over the Stone Middle Sword

"Fireflies dare rival the moon? Seek death!" The man in the red robe advanced with a sinister grin, his fist unleashing countless forces as he slammed into Hearing Guan Yu.

Hearing Guan Yu's expression turned solemn; he met the blow head-on with his Green Dragon Blade—there came a dull boom, sparks flying everywhere. He felt as if he'd struck iron—the recoil forced him to stagger backward repeatedly to dissipate the force.

"This power…" Hearing Guan Yu's heart tightened—his enemy's strength was extraordinarily immense, leaving him unable to withstand it.

Before Hearing Guan Yu could devise a counter, the man in the red robe closed in again, kicking out violently toward him.

Hearing Guan Yu's face changed instantly—he unleashed the Heaven-Traveling Art at full power, his combat power skyrocketing from "757" to 54,000 points, his aura surging several-fold; as he raised his arm, the Green Dragon Blade shifted unpredictably, slashing ceaselessly.

The man in the red robe showed no expression; his power surged forth, thick black mist spreading outward, coalescing into a pitch-black blade that clashed repeatedly against Hearing Guan Yu's Green Dragon Blade, producing a clanging din.

Dark Touch!

This strike carried immense force, directly knocking Hearing Guan Yu's Crescent Moon Blade from his grasp.

Hearing Guan Yu was flung backward, his hands numb, his entire body throbbing from the recoil.

The man in the red robe's assault did not cease—he moved to crush the fallen Hearing Guan Yu with his fist—when suddenly, Lan Lan Siluo, closest to Hearing Guan Yu, rushed forward and took the blow for him, being blasted away and collapsing unconscious.

"Siluo!" Blue Sky roared in fury, his eyes blazing red as he stared at the man in the red robe like a mortal enemy.

"You bastard!" Blue Sky clenched his fists, sprinting toward the villa, then emerging before everyone's stunned gaze with a black box in hand.

"Old sir, I'll hold it for you temporarily!" Lan Lan Sichun, seeing the black box Blue Sky carried, grew ecstatic—her Li family had long sought to obtain it.

Yet she froze, trembling at Blue Sky's piercing stare, her neck stiffening, unable to approach further.

"Hahahaha!" The man in the red robe laughed loudly upon seeing the black box in Lan Lan Siluo's hand: "This belongs to me now!"

He reached out to seize it—but the next instant, a terrifying killing intent suddenly erupted from the box, affecting everyone, especially Wang Yase, who felt his Stone Middle Sword slipping from his control.

Blue Sky suddenly raised the black box and shouted to Wang Yase: "Wang Yase, you can wield the Stone Middle Sword—I'm certain you can control the Ghost Wolf Blade too. Today, I entrust you with the Blue family's greatest treasure!"

Instantly, all eyes turned to Blue Sky—they never expected him to say such a thing.

Before anyone could comprehend what was happening, Lan Lan Sichun launched an attack from behind Blue Sky—but Blue Sky had anticipated it, dodged her strike, and hurled the black box toward Wang Yase.

"Grab it!" the man in the red robe shouted, ordering the two black-robed men to charge Wang Yase, while the third tried to seize the Stone Middle Sword.

The man in the red robe moved with astonishing speed; Wang Da Dong and Hearing Guan Yu were close, yet utterly unable to catch him. Just as his hand neared the black box, it suddenly radiated even fiercer killing intent.

A wave of black mist swept across all directions, engulfing the man in the red robe.

The man in the red robe screamed in agonized pain—his arm, shoulder, and abdomen now bore horrific wounds, blood gushing forth.

His face turned ghastly as he roared, "Cough—what is this thing?!"

Immediately, the black box shattered, and the Ghost Wolf Blade, wreathed in eerie demonic energy, soared into the air, radiating a chilling, bone-chilling light.

"Hahahaha!" Lan Lan Sichun burst into laughter: "The old fool's truly brainless! How could he make such a decision?!"

"You ungrateful traitor! You brought outsiders to steal the Ghost Wolf Blade!" Blue Sky roared at Lan Lan Sichun, heartbroken and furious: "I was blind to see you as my own son!"

"Hmph, do you really believe your own words?!" Lan Lan Sichun glared venomously at Blue Sky, then turned her gaze to the hovering Ghost Wolf Blade, her face filled with triumph—she knew her scheme had succeeded.

"What happened?"

At that moment, Wang Yase suddenly felt the Stone Sword in his hand trembling to escape, as if linked to the Ghost Wolf Blade in the air. He tried to control it, but the force was far too powerful—he couldn't hold it.

Wang Yase's eyes flared as he unleashed all his combat power, determined to fully seize control of the Stone Sword.

Even so, beads of sweat broke out on his face, revealing the immense pressure he was under.

"Damn it, I can't hold on much longer!" Wang Yase clenched his fists, pouring all his strength into suppressing the Stone Sword's resistance—but the effect was minimal, for the Stone Sword possessed a soul of 4.6 and was slowly slipping from his grasp.

"Hey, Self-Obsessed, you okay?" Wang Da Dong asked urgently, sensing the Stone Sword's agitation growing stronger, as if it would break free from Wang Yase's control any second.

"Stop that bastard!" Wang Yase shouted, uncertain whether those people might launch a surprise attack once he regained control of the Stone Sword.

At that instant, the Ghost Wolf Blade floating high above suddenly launched an attack, hurtling straight toward Wang Yase. In that moment, Wang Yase lost all control of the Stone Sword—it shot away, the two weapons seemingly poised to settle their superiority in midair.

【406】 Mysterious

"Perfect opportunity—seize the Stone Sword and the Ghost Wolf Blade!" The Red Robe Man saw the scene above and ordered the two Black Robes. He no longer cared about Lan Tian and Lan Tianchun; the most important thing now was to obtain the Stone Sword and the Ghost Wolf Blade.

"Get out of the way!"

Just as the Red Robe Man and the Black Robes were about to touch the Stone Sword and the Ghost Wolf Blade, a cold voice rang out—and a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, its immense energy instantly sweeping across the entire area.

The next instant, the Ghost Wolf Blade and the Stone Sword were snatched away by a man, his body radiating black qi, his aura as unfathomable as a bottomless abyss—the newcomer was Lin Yu.

At this moment, Lin Yu held the Ghost Wolf Blade in his right hand and the Stone Sword in his left, lightning swirling around him like a god of annihilation, his presence overwhelming.

He stepped forward, each step cracking the ground beneath him, sending up countless tiny shards.

【Lin Yu's internal power surges: 33000… 35000… 40000… 60000… 90000… 120000… 130000…】

Lightning encircled Lin Yu's entire body, like a celestial deity descending, causing everyone present to hold their breath.

Wang Yase stared at the suddenly arrived Lin Yu, a look of confusion on his face as he muttered softly: "How come this guy using the Stone Sword feels more suited to it than I do?"

"Big Brother Yu, you really know how to time it—we were just about done." Wang Da Dong saw Lin Yu and all his worries vanished. Though he didn't know Lin Yu's true combat index, it was certainly far higher than Guan Yu's, whose power was restricted.

Lin Yu scanned the surroundings, then fixed his gaze on the Red Robe Man and said calmly: "You heretics of the Zaili Society, using the power of the Demon Realm to wreak havoc in the Golden Time-Space—you think no one can stop you, don't you?"

After hearing Lin Yu's words, the Red Robe Man first froze, then burst into loud laughter, as if hearing something hilarious. He looked at Lin Yu with disdain and spoke in a flat tone.

"You dare say that? Based on the power of your blades? Do you think exceeding a combat index of 100,000 means you truly possess 100,000 power? How much of it can you even unleash?"

Lin Yu, hearing this, replied coldly: "How can you know unless we fight?"

"Fine, you want to fight? Then I'll fight you." The Red Robe Man sneered. His several Black Robe followers echoed his contempt, treating Lin Yu as if he were nothing.

After all, if blade power cannot be fully unleashed, there's no point in even attempting to suppress an opponent.

"Hmph, you're asking for death!"

"Mysterious!"