Chapter 1184: Chapter 1184: Traitor?
Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...
A series of sky-breaking sounds descended, startling Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi clearly felt the overwhelming aura of the newcomers and quickly moved away to maintain a distance.
"Huh?" Qing Lin also reacted instantly, moving to Xiao Yi’s side.
The surrounding mountain bandits were already few in number.
Yet the sudden appearance of these dozens of people made both Xiao Yi and Qing Lin furrow their brows.
These dozens of people were clad in black.
This black was not like ordinary black; it was more like a sinister, eerie shade of black.
On the black clothing, a blood-colored flower was exceptionally striking.
"Boy, who is Hui Wushi to you?" The old man instantly fixated on Xiao Yi.
In fact, at the sudden appearance of these dozens, Xiao Yi and Qing Lin’s first reaction was to be vigilant.
But now, Xiao Yi felt inexplicably baffled.
"Hui Wushi? Never heard of him." Xiao Yi shook his head.
"Never heard of him?" The old man’s expression turned cold immediately, followed by a sinister smile.
"If you don’t know him, how can you use the Blood Realm Slash?"
"Blood Realm Slash?" Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Hui Deacon?"
His first thought was naturally of Hui Deacon.
Xiao Yi looked towards Qing Lin.
Qing Lin shook his head, "Don’t look at me, I don’t know either."
"Speaking of which, for all these years I’ve been calling him Hui Deacon, I never knew his full name."
Xiao Yi nodded, then looked back at the group of black-clothed figures, "Is there something you need?"
Regardless of Hui Deacon’s real name or whether he knows this so-called Hui Wushi,
it was clear that these people in front of him had ill intentions.
"Something you need?" The old man sneered, "So Hui Wushi has been in hiding for years, secretly training a disciple."
"Come with us."
"Where to?" Xiao Yi asked.
"Stop playing dumb," the old man coldly smiled, "naturally back to where your traitorous master once was."
"Traitorous master?" Xiao Yi’s brows furrowed.
"Still pretending? Come back with us to the Heavenly Nether Mansion," the old man roared, "I refuse to believe we can’t draw out that despicable traitor."
"Who are you talking about? Mind your words." Qing Lin already showed an unfriendly expression.
"I think you’ve got the wrong person." Xiao Yi shook his head.
"Such a deep schemer," the old man sneered disdainfully, "it seems that over the years, that old crook Hui Wushi not only taught you the art of killing but also a deep sense of cunning."
"Yet, as a disciple, you don’t even dare to acknowledge your master?"
"Ridiculous." Xiao Yi’s face instantly turned icy.
Though he found these black-clothed martial artists baffling, it didn’t mean Xiao Yi had a good temper.
Holding the Cold Flame Sword, he slashed out a wave of sword qi.
"Overestimating yourself," the old man yelled coldly, a palm fanning out from a distance, shattering Xiao Yi’s sword qi in an instant.
"Half-step Saint Emperor." Xiao Yi’s eyes narrowed.
In his perception, the old man in front of him had definitely reached the peak of the Saint King Realm, half a step into a Martial Arts Emperor.
"No, he’s suppressing his aura," Xiao Yi’s brows suddenly furrowed.
He clearly perceived the old man before him was suppressing his aura.
The real aura is surely stronger; this old man is a Martial Arts Emperor.
Moreover, the skill of suppressing his aura is very strong, proving that this person is a martial artist who frequently hides his aura and moves in the shadows.
Xiao Yi glanced at these black robes, his brows furrowing once more, "You are assassins from the Heavenly Nether Mansion."
He hadn’t had contact with martial artists from the Heavenly Nether Mansion before, so he didn’t recognize their attire at first glance.
But looking at this group, their breathing seemed instinctively restrained, their overall presence flickering.
And the killing intent in their eyes was extremely intense.
So Xiao Yi instantly recognized them as assassins.
In a vast Central Region, such an accomplished assassin force was rare.
Along with their attire, Xiao Yi recognized them at once.
The Central Region Eighteen Mansions were renowned as eighteen great overlord forces in the Central Region.
Especially the Heavenly Nether Mansion, the foremost assassin force in the Central Region.
The assassins within the mansion were feared by many.
The Central Region Eighteen Mansions, among them, the Heavenly Nether Mansion was the most dreaded and untouchable.
There were even rumors that anyone targeted by them, even the sect master of a significant force, even a supreme genius renowned in a region, would not escape.
The Heavenly Nether Mansion, vast though the world may be, anyone targeted by them must descend into the nether and face certain death.
"They’re assassins from the Heavenly Nether Mansion." Qing Lin also realized, recognizing their attire.
"Boy, are you ready to acknowledge it?" The old man sneered, "Obediently come back with us to the Heavenly Nether Mansion."
"Never expected, we just came to the Four-direction Domain for a mission but encountered a disciple of that traitor."
"Could it be, Hui Deacon was previously from the Heavenly Nether Mansion?" Qing Lin looked at Xiao Yi in astonishment.
"I don’t know." Xiao Yi shook his head.
"Still denying it," the old man showed impatience on his face, "it seems you refuse to surrender obediently."
"Take him down, this disciple of a traitor."
"If he dares resist, disable his limbs and leave his life."
"Yes." Instantly, the dozens of black-clothed martial artists made their move.
"Courting death." Xiao Yi’s eyes turned icy as he too made his move.
"Hmph, so what if it’s the Heavenly Nether Mansion," Qing Lin shouted fiercely.
The battle between the two sides erupted instantly, and just as quickly, it ended.
Starlight fell swiftly.
The starlight surged and swept over.
Clang... a cold white sword light, filled with immense sword intent, ravaged the scene.
The sharpness of the sword light was such that, except for the old man and a young man, everyone else couldn’t fully open their eyes to look.
When the sword light fell, everything returned to calm.
Standing proudly at the original spot, Xiao Yi grasped his sword.
Ahead, the dozens of black-clothed martial artists all had their chests pierced, blood flowing profusely.
Though not dead, their injuries were severe.
"You’ve got some skill," the old man squinted, "seems Hui Wushi hasn’t spared any effort on you over the years."
"Tsk tsk," the old man suddenly sneered coldly, "It looks like that traitor values you immensely."
"If you get captured, he will definitely come to rescue you."
The old man’s icy gaze was fixated on Xiao Yi.
"I’ll say it one last time, you’ve mistaken me for someone else." Xiao Yi was utterly unafraid of this gaze, only his face remained impassively cold.
The injuries of those dozens of black-clothed martial artists served as his final warning.
The old man heard this and shook his head, "Indeed, like teacher, like disciple."
The old man said this, and the few middle-aged men behind him chuckled playfully, "That crafty old thief Hui Wushi; the disciple isn’t too bad either."
"If the master can be a traitor, naturally, the disciple can too."
"However," the old man shook his head, a trace of malice flashing in his eyes, "your master, like a coward, has been hiding for decades."
"This disciple, however, seems a bit more stubborn."
Those cold words spread to Xiao Yi’s ears.
The cold and icy demeanor on Xiao Yi’s face suddenly vanished, replaced by a sinister grin.
"Qing Lin," Xiao Yi glanced at Qing Lin, smiling, "looks like our training ends here."
"After this matter, head back to the academy first."
"What do you mean?" Qing Lin was taken aback.
Xiao Yi chuckled grimly, "The Heavenly Nether Mansion should feel the pain of losing a Martial Arts Emperor."
"I want to experience what it’s like to be hunted by the Heavenly Nether Mansion."
As his words ended, clang... a piercing clang erupted, ravaging the entire area.
A terrifying blood-colored killing intent instantly engulfed the surroundings.
The sharp sword tip stabbed directly at the old man.
In Xiao Yi’s eyes, this was already a dead man.
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The second update.
