Chapter 22

A torrential downpour, with lightning and thunder.

Looking at the small hill, due to Zhao Yun's mental exertion, it had become a gathering place for lightning and thunder.

Clang!

Amidst the rumbling, a clang resounded.

It was the sound of a sword.

Zhao Yun stood up, took the Purple Dawn Sword, and moved with the lightning and thunder. His moves were not exquisite, but each sword stroke carried the power of lightning and thunder.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Even the Moon Goddess, with her serene mind, couldn't help but click her tongue, marveling at Zhao Yun's talent. This young man at the Condensation Essence realm was not only using the Primordial Heavenly Thunder Technique to draw lightning but also using the Bone Washing and Muscle Changing Classic to refine his body. While dancing the sword, he was also comprehending the Wind God Steps. Such multi-tasking not only prevented him from going astray but also refined his skills to the extreme. In the Condensation Essence realm, she couldn't recall a second person in her memory.

"He will surely become a great talent."

The Moon Goddess smiled and glanced at the forest, clearly seeing someone hiding there, secretly watching.

The rain came and went quickly.

Zhao Yun was not yet satisfied, but the lightning and thunder had already dissipated with the rain.

"Seventh level."

Zhao Yun smiled, clenched his fist, and lightning swirled between his fingers. His eyes, burning with heat, flashed with lightning. A thunderstorm was a creation, and by absorbing the lightning, he not only refined his body but also advanced his cultivation to the seventh level.

"Xiu'er, see how awesome I am."

"I don't want to see." The Moon Goddess said casually.

Zhao Yun's lips twitched, and he glanced at the Moon Goddess. No wonder you're just a wisp of consciousness; you must have crashed your car too many times. How did you not die?

Just for this, when I become powerful, I will definitely rebel, and even if I have to beg, I will snatch the emperor's jade seal and properly crack a walnut for Xiu'er to eat. You are too excellent.

Hmm?

As he spoke, Zhao Yun suddenly turned his gaze.

There was movement in the darkness, with faint footsteps, and a blurry figure could be seen.

"Such a strong aura."

Zhao Yun took a step back, or rather, was forced back by the overwhelming aura.

So powerful, it must be the Profound Yang realm.

Without much thought, he immediately took a black cloth to cover his face, not wanting to be recognized.

He also glanced at the Moon Goddess, knowing that if there was someone in the dark, she must have known but didn't warn him, clearly on purpose.

The Moon Goddess remained calm, sitting on the moon, holding a virtual small mirror, and combing her virtual hair.

"Drawing lightning with your body, truly domineering."

A faint voice echoed.

Before the words were even finished, a young man stepped out of the darkness, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

"Yan Laogui."

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes, recognizing him. In Wanggu, he knew most of the prominent figures.

Yan Laogui was one of them, operating an underground casino in Wanggu City. Despite his youthful appearance, he was actually an old man, likely using youth-preserving elixirs to hide his age.

"Hand over the lightning-drawing technique, and I'll spare your life." Yan Laogui said calmly, his hand extended, greed evident in his eyes. Having lived for fifty years, he had never seen such a domineering technique, one that could draw heavenly lightning into the body.

"Wife, someone is bullying me."

Zhao Yun ignored him and looked in the direction behind Yan Laogui, his eyes sincere.

Wife? You even have a wife?

Yan Laogui instinctively turned around.

But there was no one behind him, not even a bird. When he turned back, Zhao Yun had already leaped down the hill and darted into the dark forest.

"Very good."

Yan Laogui sneered and pursued, feeling embarrassed to be tricked by a mere Condensation Essence realm practitioner.

Rustle!

In the forest, Zhao Yun used the Wind God Steps, fleeing without even looking back. If it were a peak True Spirit realm, he might have been able to exchange a few blows, but for the Profound Yang realm, forget it. A single palm could shatter his bones and kill him. It wasn't that he wasn't impressive; it was that the other was too strong.

"Brat."

Yan Laogui sneered, his aura overwhelming, and he indeed had the qualifications. With a wave of his sleeve, several sword auras shot out, cutting through trees.

Zhao Yun's heart trembled, feeling a chill down his spine. Even before the sword auras hit, he felt a piercing pain. If he were hit, he would be split in two.

Earth Escape!

At the critical moment, he used the Earth Escape technique, and the sword auras slashed through empty air.

"Can you even use Earth Escape?"

Yan Laogui's eyes grew even hotter, feeling like he had struck gold. The lightning-drawing technique was already enough to make him happy, but to find out that this mere Condensation Essence realm practitioner also knew the long-lost Earth Escape technique was a pleasant surprise.

"Faster, faster."

Zhao Yun gritted his teeth, moving underground as fast as he could. A moment's delay could mean death.

"Come out."

Yan Laogui roared and stomped the ground.

Pfft!

Zhao Yun spat blood, instantly being thrown out. His entire body, organs, and meridians were in severe pain, almost breaking. This was the Profound Yang realm, incredibly powerful.

"Capture."

Yan Laogui said calmly, waving his sleeve again. A black net descended from the sky, treating Zhao Yun like a fish to be caught and studied.

"Capture your sister."

Zhao Yun didn't even look, turning to escape. In the moment of life and death, his potential was unleashed, and his Wind God Steps became incredibly refined, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him.

Oh?

Yan Laogui raised an eyebrow, underestimating Zhao Yun. He could draw lightning, use Earth Escape, and even had such a smooth body technique.

"All mine."

Yan Laogui's sinister laugh, filled with joy, was unexpected. He had done many killings and thefts, but never had he encountered someone with so many extraordinary skills like Zhao Yun.

In a few moments, he caught up again, true essence surging out of his body, forming a large, ethereal hand, a special technique to capture Zhao Yun alive.

"Wall Penetration."

Zhao Yun's lips bled, and he coldly commanded. A rock wall blocked his path, but he didn't slow down, crashing into it and using the Wall Penetration technique.

"Another strange technique, very good."

Yan Laogui's hand missed, his eyes growing even hotter, almost burning. Two strange techniques! Both long-lost, and he had found them tonight. As the saying goes, it's better to be in the right place at the right time.

"Xiu'er, all my skills are out."

Zhao Yun called out, his face pale. Yan Laogui's cultivation was absolutely overwhelming, and even the most profound techniques seemed insufficient. The chance of escaping from a Profound Yang realm was almost zero.

The Moon Goddess remained silent, still relaxed, her demeanor clearly saying: Run, run for your life, I believe in you.

Pfft!

Zhao Yun spat blood again while fleeing, unsure if it was from injury or frustration. Did he not know that was a Profound Yang realm? Was he joking?

"Southeast."

The Moon Goddess stretched and finally spoke, casually giving Zhao Yun a way out.

Zhao Yun didn't hesitate and changed direction.

Crack! Bang! Boom!

Behind him, chaos reigned. Various sounds mixed, and Yan Laogui's aura was so strong that many ancient trees were broken and rocks shattered. In the forest, even beasts roared, but the Profound Yang realm ignored them.

Zhao Yun glanced back and saw a massive fire wolf being crushed into meat paste by Yan Laogui. If it were him, he would have been crushed into a meat patty.

The cultivation of martial arts, each realm was a different world, not to be taken lightly. Not to mention, he was two major realms below Yan Laogui.

"You can't escape."

Yan Laogui sneered, shooting out a thread of true essence.

The true essence formed a sword aura, incredibly sharp.

Zhao Yun was on high alert, narrowly avoiding it. Even so, his left arm was cut by the residual power of the sword aura.

"Good boy."

The old man's lips curled, mocking and playful. He wondered where Zhao Yun had learned such profound body techniques. A mere Condensation Essence realm practitioner could avoid his attacks one after another, which was very surprising.

Whoosh!

Taking a moment to catch his breath, Zhao Yun leaped, trying to jump onto a thick tree trunk for leverage.

However, before he could land, a black shadow came at him, looking like a door at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it was a coffin lid.

Indeed, a coffin lid.

Zhao Yun cursed inwardly, unable to avoid it, and was hit squarely, flipping out.

Damn, today is not my day.

At the same time, Yan Laogui arrived.

The same black net descended from the sky, and Zhao Yun, just as he stood up, was caught. The net was strange, able to contract and bind him tightly.

"Running, why aren't you running now?"

Yan Laogui walked over, his smile sinister, his eyes burning with greed. In his eyes, Zhao Yun was no longer a person but a treasure, and all the treasures inside would be his.

"Damn."

Zhao Yun's true essence surged, and he struggled fiercely, but the net was made of special material, both flexible and hard, making it difficult to break.

"You are no ordinary person."

Yan Laogui smiled faintly, casually pulling off the black cloth covering Zhao Yun's face.

Upon seeing him, he was momentarily stunned.

This young man, he recognized, was known to everyone in Wanggu City, the Ouyang family's waste of a young master.

"Boy, you've been hiding deep."

The old man sighed, not believing it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. The well-known waste was actually a brilliant martial artist.

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