Chapter 98

Su Yuanying, with his demonic appearance and arrogant smile, said, "Please step back a bit, everyone."

Standing atop this remote small mountain peak, besides the reincarnated beings, were three mysterious figures shrouded in black robes. Under their hoods, dark and evil auras rose, making them look extremely bizarre.

Facing Su Yuanying's attitude, Yun Tingfeng remained calm, waving for Hongxiu and Yingsha to step back. Xiaozǐ continued to smile and observe from the side, not uttering a word, clearly having anticipated this.

Su Yuanying raised his right hand, and his aura suddenly changed, transforming from weak and demonic to sinister and imposing, with a majestic and overwhelming presence that made people involuntarily want to worship and offer everything.

In a short moment, he seemed like a different person.

Yun Tingfeng was initially stunned, then realized, a smile of both mockery and caution appearing at the corners of his mouth.

He subconsciously glanced at Xiaozǐ, finding that the other party was unperturbed, still smiling, clearly having anticipated this.

At this moment, Su Yuanying's aura reached its peak, and a crack appeared on his forehead, from which a vertical, emerald-green, demonic eye grew. Just seeing it made one feel their mind being seized.

The emerald-green light from this vertical eye grew increasingly intense, and the sandstorm in the semi-desert area suddenly intensified, with rolling sand and wind, as if the end of the world had arrived.

The previous sandstorm had blown from the desert, seemingly terrifying but actually just an aftereffect, posing no significant danger. However, now, with the wind's momentum, this place seemed to become the center of the sandstorm, spreading out, engulfing the old temple, the surroundings, and rolling forward, enveloping everything, completely severing the connection between the main force of Fengyun Manor and the scouts.

Under such overwhelming power, everyone in the sandstorm would lose their sense of direction, unable to see clearly or hear nearby sounds, making rescue, ambush, and encirclement impossible.

"Alright, we have completely isolated them. We can now split up and kill them, without fear of Gukongshan coming to their aid," Su Yuanying said, his lips bright red as if he had just drunk someone's blood. His face was rosy, and he no longer coughed.

The sandstorm was a natural phenomenon, and he had merely intensified it, not fearing that Gukongshan would notice anything unusual.

Yun Tingfeng clapped and laughed, "Brother Su's divine power is indeed extraordinary, able to trigger such a change in the weather. Luo Shengyi, Jiang Zhewei, and the others would never have expected this. A well-planned ambush has turned into a dire situation for them. Brother Su, let's join forces to encircle and kill Luo Shengyi. His ranking on the Human List is higher than Jiang Zhewei, making him the greatest threat."

They had not previously decided who to kill first, as it depended on the distance between the targets and who was more "isolated." However, it now seemed that Luo Shengyi, Jiang Zhewei, and the others had chosen to be far apart to cover their movements and facilitate a surprise attack—gathering together would make them a larger target and harder to hide.

Su Yuanying shook his head arrogantly, "Let's deal with Jiang Zhewei first. Triggering the weather change has greatly drained me. I need a powerful female martial artist as a sacrifice to calm my boiling blood."

He did not hide his intentions or current state, as anyone who tried to take advantage of the situation would surely receive a "surprise."

He then pointed to several locations in the sandstorm, "Luo Shengyi is there, Jiang Zhewei is there..."

When he triggered the weather change, he had a vague connection with the elements, his spirit like water, flowing with the wind, and he had discovered the locations where Jiang Zhewei and the others were hiding.

Yun Tingfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Luo Shengyi and Jiang Zhewei are not too far apart. I fear they might meet and join forces, making them hard to deal with. How about this: I will intercept Luo Shengyi. Please have Earth Venerable assist Brother Su in encircling and killing Jiang Zhewei."

Due to their outstanding performance, which had disrupted the alliance of the four major sects, Yun Tingfeng, Xiaozǐ, and others had gained the attention of the Demon Sect. They had met Earth Venerable, one of the three Venerables (Heaven, Earth, and Man) who were second only to the Sect Leader, and were now acting in concert with him.

Among the three mysterious figures in black robes, the tallest and most muscular man, whose loose robe was stretched tight, said in a deep voice, "I am sufficient alone."

"Earth Venerable's strength is unfathomable, and we all know this. However, I fear that if the time drags on, it will raise Gukongshan's suspicions. Since we are launching a surprise attack, it must be swift and decisive," Yun Tingfeng chuckled.

He had tested the skills of several Demon Sect disciples and found that despite being at the same level, their strengths varied greatly, each with unique abilities—some excelled in shadow assassination, others in fire manipulation, and still others in dirty combat. This made him realize that the Concealed Realm in this world was particularly mysterious.

Among them, he and Earth Venerable had tested each other, and he had sensed that the other was indeed terrifying. If he did not use his full strength, he might not be able to defeat him. With Earth Venerable and the even more terrifying Su Yuanying, they could kill Jiang Zhewei, while Luo Shengyi was his target.

Hearing Yun Tingfeng's flattery, Earth Venerable nodded, not saying more, tacitly accepting the arrangement. In the Demon Sect, strength was power, and since Yun Tingfeng and Su Yuanying were so formidable, he was willing to cooperate with them.

Thinking of the great gains to come, Yun Tingfeng could not help but smile, "Xiaozǐ, Xia Dandan wants to kill you to avenge her brother. Please deal with this threat."

Xiaozǐ nodded indifferently in agreement.

Yun Tingfeng then turned to his two subordinates, "Hongxiu, the little monk is yours. Don't play with him too much. Yingsha, the woman skilled in poisons and toxins is a significant threat. Take the opportunity to eliminate her. The Taoist beside her, from his steps, is likely from the True Wu Sect. Don't get entangled, or you might be trapped by the Tai Chi defense."

Since the focus was on Jiang Zhewei, and Su Yuanying's two attendants were only at the peak of Qi Accumulation, their strength was insufficient, so the manpower was a bit lacking. Fortunately, his subordinate Yingsha was a top-notch assassin, and in this environment, it would not be difficult to kill the woman near the True Wu Sect disciple.

Hongxiu immediately became excited, muttering to herself, "I will make his skin rot inch by inch, and he will cry and beg me to kill him, hmpf."

The burn marks on her arm, left by the Red Sun Evil-Cutting Blade, were still black and dark red, not healing, resembling a menacing centipede, which she, a beauty, could not tolerate!

Hearing her words, Xiaozǐ turned her head, giving her a half-smile, half-sneer.

"Two envoys, please deal with the remaining person," Yun Tingfeng instructed the two envoys beside Earth Venerable in a friendly manner.

...

Jiang Zhewei hid behind a weathered rock, listening to the sandstorm's fierce sounds, feeling a bit strange. Why had the sandstorm suddenly intensified? If this continued, not only would it be hard to ambush and encircle the enemy reincarnated beings, but even communication with nearby companions would be difficult!

If the enemy launched a surprise attack on the old temple at this moment, the little monk would...

She suddenly stood up, her forehead throbbing. Her spirit expanded, and she moved swiftly, following the remembered position, sword in hand.

Suddenly, she sensed something and took a quick step back, her White Rainbow Sword slicing through the rolling sand.

At that moment, a black iron wheel appeared where she should have been, extending from the nearby sand, held by a hand as large as a bear's paw. More bizarrely, this hand was wrapped in black mist, almost blending into the sand.

The man with a demonic, androgynous appearance emerged from the sand, dodging her sword.

Then, Su Yuanying raised his right hand, and lightning burst from his palm, snakes of electricity rising into the air.

At the moment he raised his hand, Jiang Zhewei, experienced from her sect's teachings, sensed something was wrong. She sidestepped, her sword guiding the silver-white lightning towards the black iron wheel.

Crackling, the black iron wheel was released, and the black-robed man, as large as a bear, emerged from the sand.

"Not an Outer Scenario..." Jiang Zhewei thought to herself, her sword technique unfolding, her attacks like a storm, overwhelming Su Yuanying.

Her sword strikes were faster and faster, not giving him a chance to counter. Once she found an opening, she immediately used the "Yanluo Post."

Cold sweat dripped from Su Yuanying's forehead. Relying on his bizarre movements and his connection to the surrounding sandstorm, he barely managed to block Jiang Zhewei's fierce attack. Even so, he felt her sword technique was incredibly sharp, like surging waves, relentless and unyielding, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

Truly worthy of being on the Human List!

Fortunately, this time, he had Earth Venerable's assistance!

Earth Venerable had already picked up the black iron wheel, and with his strike, the sandstorm converged, blocking Jiang Zhewei's sword, giving Su Yuanying a chance to recover.

Su Yuanying's narrow eyes narrowed, and the emerald-green vertical eye on his forehead began to glow. He must use his ultimate move to end this quickly!

...

Luo Shengyi hid in a poplar tree, his senses affected by the sandstorm, making him cautious.

Suddenly, a fist emerged from the sand, like a venomous dragon, striking towards Luo Shengyi's back.

Luo Shengyi took a deep breath, his robe slightly bulging. The fist hit his robe and slid off, its force dissipating into the air.

Avoiding this attack, Luo Shengyi turned and punched, meeting Yun Tingfeng's left fist.

Yun Tingfeng felt Luo Shengyi's punch split into seven forces—some yang, some yin, some yang with yin, and some yin with yang. Not only did they build upon each other, but they also intertwined, drilling into his internal organs, making it hard to defend.

In mid-air, with no solid ground to stand on, he simply followed the force of the punch, rolling backward to the ground, and chuckled, "Truly worthy of being the invincible iron fist. I have seen the Seven Injuries Fist before, but you have taken it to a new level."

Luo Shengyi laughed heartily, "Then take another punch!"

He swung his fist, yang and fierce, unstoppable.

"Excellent punch!" Yun Tingfeng knew this was not the Seven Injuries Fist. His hands bent slightly, sweeping towards Luo Shengyi's wrists. His move seemed simple but was actually preemptive, forcing Luo Shengyi to dodge.

"Good! Take another punch!" In the sandstorm, Luo Shengyi's clothes and hair fluttered as he punched.

This punch was ordinary, with no tricks, no changes, no follow-up, but in Yun Tingfeng's eyes, it was grand and powerful, embodying the essence of simplicity in martial arts.

He felt a surge of inspiration and flipped his right palm, striking with a simple yet powerful and flavorful move.

Their palm and fist met, and Yun Tingfeng's feet sank into the sand, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth. He immediately changed his palm to a claw, grabbing Luo Shengyi's fist.

Luo Shengyi immediately felt his true qi and internal strength lose control, flowing into Yun Tingfeng like a breached river.

He was startled and punched with his left hand, but Yun Tingfeng's left palm met it. In the confined space, they grappled, their techniques constantly changing, each attacking and defending, making it hard to determine a winner. Luo Shengyi's true qi continued to leak, and his body began to feel numb.

Luo Shengyi's eyes widened