Chapter 1143: Chapter 1143: Transcending Tribulation Ahead of Time
"I was brought back by Elder Dugu of the Ancient Abyss Sect. At that time, the place where I was, is what you call the Forgotten Land..."
Then Yang Yan twisted the story of how Elder Dugu rescued Hidden World and took him away into a mission where Elder Dugu led a team and coincidentally found him as a great talent.
Because Yang Yan couldn’t leave his family and was unwilling to follow Elder Dugu to the Ancient Abyss Sect, Elder Dugu, in a fit of rage, killed everyone he knew, and isolated the Forgotten Land.
Helpless, Yang Yan followed them to the Ancient Abyss Sect, biding his time patiently, hoping for revenge one day!
"My home was destroyed, and a massive formation was set up, preventing those inside from coming out and those outside from getting in!"
"The sect claimed they punished Elder Dugu with a thousand years of meditation! They said it would wear him out, but I know this is merely a guise to placate me, as Elder Dugu is clearly in seclusion to break through in cultivation!"
Yang Yan’s voice, originally growing softer, suddenly became brilliantly clear, turning sharply, a sinister look of hatred flashing across his eyes.
Though it was quick, it was clear enough to the black-clad men who saw it from the side.
"What do you think, Lin Zimu?!"
One of the black-clad men immediately asked Lin Zimu nearby.
"I didn’t expect you to remember that, are mere mortals more important than seeking immortality?"
Lin Zimu gritted his teeth as he spoke.
His words, paired with such an expression of intense fury, brought a smirk to the hearts of the black-clad men.
The grand steward and disciples of the Ancient Abyss Sect all showed bitter expressions.
Could it be that the Ancient Abyss Sect really used such means to bring in their Saint Son?!
Then how could this Saint Son be loyal to the Ancient Abyss Sect?!
Elder Dugu, how foolish!
As for Lin Zimu, a senior apprentice brother from the Inner Courtyard, a distinguished genius, he knew the truth of the matter.
With his intellect, understanding Yang Yan’s motives was not difficult!
Thus, he responded to the previous question in this way, to cooperate with Yang Yan.
"Haha! Good, good! It’s truly wonderful. Ancient Abyss Sect, you’ve played a good game! If not, how could my Yizheng Sect stand to gain?"
After hearing Yang Yan’s words, the black-clad man laughed uproariously after confirming the truth of Yang Yan’s story.
No one noticed how Yang Yan’s and Lin Zimu’s cold eyes grew icier upon hearing the three words "Yizheng Sect."
A murderous aura began to slowly emanate from Yang Yan.
It was as though a Death God had come to the world with his Soul Hooking Scythe, exuding a chilling air that sent shivers down the spine of all present.
"Yang Yan, since you hold such a grudge against the Ancient Abyss Sect, why don’t you kill all these stewards and disciples of the Ancient Abyss Sect today?"
"With the Ancient Abyss Sect losing such a batch of elite disciples, even if it takes a few decades or hundreds of years, what will they have to contend with us?!"
The black-clad man laughed even more savagely.
"I don’t think that’s necessary."
Yang Yan coldly replied, taking step by step forward.
Step by step, slowly advancing.
The two black-clad men looked straight into Yang Yan’s eyes and felt an inexplicable sense of danger arise.
That wildly laughing black-clad man ceased his mirth.
By this time, the truce between the Ancient Abyss Sect and the black-clad men had lasted a while, all because of Yang Yan’s talk of "betrayal."
The Snake Demon beside him glanced at Yang Yan with considerable wariness, its mouth opening to speak human words:
"Hua Sheng, don’t be deceived. This kid is clearly the most cunning among the human race!"
The black-clad man named Hua Sheng glared fiercely at the Snake Demon, and the Snake Demon dared not speak again.
It was a demon, or rather, the Mountain Guardian Demon Beast controlled by the Yizheng Sect with Secret Techniques after capture.
In status, it was inferior to these five black-clad men of equivalent realm.
"Yang Yan, what do you mean by that?"
Hua Sheng, having achieved Foundation Establishment, was not a fool without insight.
What was Yang Yan saying?
Not necessary!
Moreover, the tone, the look in his eyes, seemed to make Hua Sheng realize Yang Yan’s true intention.
Yet, for the moment, he found it somewhat hard to believe and wanted to make one last struggle.
A disciple with the Celestial Flood Dragon Saint Body was truly too valuable for the Yizheng Sect.
Going through all this pains and setting up this situation, wasn’t it all for this young man before them?
"I said it’s not necessary," Yang Yan lightly raised his eyes, looking calmly at him, before continuing, "I am a disciple of the Ancient Abyss Sect, the sect holds no grudge against me."
"Then why?!"
Finally realizing his efforts were in vain, Hua Sheng shouted furiously.
Now, the grand stewards of the Ancient Abyss Sect beamed with joy.
This was still their saintly disciple!
Both of them readied themselves.
They were prepared, even if they perished here today!
Even if every person in the Ancient Abyss Sect died here today!
Yang Yan must not die!
"What about me? Want to see what it feels like to be struck by Celestial Thunder?" Yang Yan suddenly smiled brightly and said.
"You!"
Hua Sheng nearly gritted his teeth to dust, pointing his forefinger firmly at Yang Yan, unable to utter a single word.
Just when he was about to take action himself to kill Yang Yan, he suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, his expression changing dramatically!
In that instant, all starlight disappeared, and overhead, unknown when, dark clouds gathered densely, layering upon each other.
As if all the thunderclouds within eight hundred miles converged here.
"Hoo—"
Just a normal night’s breeze blew through, yet it caused everyone to clench their fists secretly.
Above their heads, lightning flickered in the sky.
"Tribulation cloud, it’s the Thunder Tribulation! This kid is mad! He’s triggering the Thunder Tribulation early. He’s attempting Perfect Foundation Establishment!!"
One of the black-clad men cried out, his face distorted with fear.
"Yes indeed!"
Yang Yan smiled nonchalantly, speaking as if it was no big deal, as if he wasn’t the one about to undergo the tribulation.
"If I remember correctly... during the Thunder Tribulation, there should be no one within several kilometers of the person undergoing it, and certainly no one should shield the tribulation taker from the lightning."
"Otherwise, it will not only increase the power of the Thunder Tribulation, but others will also be targeted by the Thunder Tribulation for attack."
"Why, do you fellow disciples of the Yizheng Sect also want to perish with me?"
When Yang Yan mentioned the words "fellow disciples of the Yizheng Sect," Hua Sheng finally understood what the Snake Demon meant by calling Yang Yan the most cunning of the human race.
He could only grind his teeth and curse, "Damn kid, truly detestable! Detestable!"
Boom!
The gathered dark clouds suddenly vibrated.
"Swish!"
A bolt of electric serpent struck over Hua Sheng’s head, and just as it was about to dissipate above his head, it surged forward again like it had eyes, spitting out a flash of lightning.
Crack—
The thunderbolt exploded above Hua Sheng’s head, frightening him into stepping back involuntarily.
Glaring coldly at the tribulation cloud, Hua Sheng said gloomily, "Big snake, you guard outside the tribulation cloud’s range, I want to see the living or dead! The rest of you, follow me and kill all the people of the Ancient Abyss Sect!"
