Chapter 1274: Chapter 1274: Broken? (Second Update)
This Treasure-Level Late Stage illusion technique, even the Nascent Soul experts of the Phantom Sound Pavilion would surely praise it.
The tall cultivator, although with formidable cultivation, was already at the end of his rope, his strength greatly diminished, naturally unable to escape from such a technique.
Indeed, just as Ye Haochuan finished speaking, the tall cultivator suddenly stared in shock at the empty space before him, as if seeing something unbelievable.
The next moment, the shock turned into terror. He kept launching attacks at that empty space, as if it had wronged his wife.
"No... don’t come near... you’re supposed to be dead, you shouldn’t be here... no..."
He screamed incoherently, collapsing to the ground.
"Ah..."
He then clutched his head, rolling repeatedly on the ground, letting out strange cries.
After a long while, under Yang Sen’s complex gaze, he slapped his own Dantian, breaking it.
Strangely, he seemed to feel nothing, grinning foolishly, "Hehe, this time you must be dead for sure!"
With his Dantian shattered, a Nascent Soul Peak expert thus became a grievously injured ordinary person.
Then, he picked up a large rock and fiercely smashed it against his own head.
"Enough!"
Ye Haochuan suddenly shouted loudly.
The tall cultivator was stunned at the sound, then he seemed to see that respected figure. He staggered over, and with a "thump," knelt on the ground, his head touching the floor, calling out respectfully, "Master."
"Hehe, very good!"
Ye Haochuan smirked at him and asked, "Where is the antidote for the Corpse Decay Poison?"
He originally thought of taking the opportunity to kill the tall cultivator, but at the last moment, he changed his mind and used the Vermilion Bird Illusionary Seal, all to find the antidote for the Corrosive Poison.
The tall cultivator knelt on the ground, his eyes hazy, fumbling around himself, then pulling out a shattered black bottle.
"Shattered?" Ye Haochuan’s brow furrowed deeply.
Damn it, after finally subduing this Nascent Soul Peak expert, the antidote is shattered?
Ye Haochuan’s face darkened, and he spoke coldly, "This antidote, there must be more than one, right?"
"Yes, Master, there’s more of the antidote in the Treasure Vault. It’s in the entrance on the left, seventh row, third line, ninth black bottle..."
At this point, the tall cultivator’s expression suddenly changed, biting down hard, as if realizing the illusion and wanting to struggle out of the Phantom Realm.
"Hmph, with no cultivation left, you still think you can resist my Phantom Realm?" Ye Haochuan sneered.
Indeed, just as he finished speaking, the tall cultivator calmed down again, his expression returned to being respectful, repeatedly calling out "Master."
Ye Haochuan continued asking, "Where is the Treasure Vault?"
"At the center of the base, there’s a red door, and on the left side of that door, there’s a cellar with a door inside." The tall cultivator explained thoroughly.
Watching Ye Haochuan extract so much information from the tall cultivator’s mouth, Yang Sen’s face was overflowing with astonishment.
"I tried my best to overestimate this kid, but I still underestimated him."
Yang Sen murmured, "Xuanwu Force Vein, Vermilion Bird Illusionary Seal. This kid received two Holy Peak inheritances, no wonder with such cultivation, he has this level of strength. This one, his talent is not beneath the five great geniuses, and his fortune is even more remarkable!"
As Yang Sen looked at Ye Haochuan, admiration gradually replaced his shock.
Unaware that he had already caught the attention of one of the two War Gods, the Divine Brush Judge, Ye Haochuan continued to extract useful information from the tall cultivator.
At this moment, the tall cultivator had no defenses, saying everything he knew.
Just then, the tall cultivator’s expression suddenly tightened again. Ye Haochuan thought he was going to struggle again, but he soon realized he was wrong.
The tall cultivator suddenly had wide eyes, then his body went limp, falling straight down.
"What’s happening?"
Ye Haochuan was startled, quickly checking the tall cultivator’s body.
"There’s no new injury in the body, and the previous injuries shouldn’t be enough to cause sudden death!"
Ye Haochuan felt puzzled and used his soul to sense the tall cultivator’s soul.
"Soul vanished, damn, it really was Xuanming Sect’s doing!" Ye Haochuan cursed under his breath.
It was also thanks to his Vermilion Bird Illusionary Seal controlling the tall cultivator, which inadvertently also controlled the remnant soul left by Xuanming Sect in the tall cultivator’s soul. Otherwise, the tall cultivator would have died before Ye Haochuan could ask a single question.
"Director Yang, this antidote may be troublesome!" Ye Haochuan turned to Yang Sen, speaking somewhat dejectedly.
This antidote is within the Evil Sect’s base, to obtain it, one must infiltrate the base.
"No matter!" Yang Sen shook his hand with difficulty and suddenly asked, "This time I’m thankful for the young brother’s rescue, but I still don’t know your name, which is truly my oversight!"
Ye Haochuan felt a surge of joy, hearing Yang Sen’s words clearly indicating an intention to establish ties with him. Moreover, from Yang Sen’s tone, he regarded him as an equal.
Wow, being on equal terms with the Divine Brush Judge, this is extraordinary!
Ye Haochuan was internally elated.
The person before him, one of the two War Gods, is one of the top figures in Xuanmen. If this connection succeeds, just mentioning Yang Sen’s name would scare off a huge crowd!
In an instant, Ye Haochuan’s thoughts flew far away.
"I am Ye Haochuan, Alliance Master of Long Alliance!"
"Your surname is Ye? Could it be that you’re from the Ye Family?" Yang Sen didn’t care about Long Alliance and continued asking, "Forgive my dull eyes, but among the Yang Family’s disciples, I seem to have never seen you!"
"I am just an ordinary boy in the secular world, having no connection with the famous Ye Family!" Ye Haochuan laughed.
He actually already harbored some suspicion about his own lineage, but for now, he didn’t want to make it public. Even if he truly has some connection with the Ye Family, he will handle it after he has investigated thoroughly.
"From the secular world?" Yang Sen was clearly puzzled and was about to ask more when he suddenly heard a call from afar.
"Director! Are you alright?"
Before the words had finished echoing, a towering figure was already standing in front of Yang Sen.
"Guoyong, you’re here?"
Yang Sen recognized the newcomer and nodded. Perhaps due to talking too much earlier, his face was extremely pale now.
Seeing Yang Sen in this state, Yang Guoyong’s face changed immediately, urgently saying, "Director, hold on a little more, I’ll take you back for treatment now!"
"It’s useless, this poison is very troublesome, ordinary Medicinal Cultivators are completely helpless. As it stands, retrieving the antidote is the best choice." Ye Haochuan suddenly shook his head and said.
"Who are you to speak so arrogantly here? With the Tu Family’s top Medicinal Cultivator in Holy City, how is it possible that they cannot cure a mere poison on the director?" Yang Guoyong shouted angrily when Ye Haochuan obstructed.
"Do not be rude cough cough..." Yang Sen reprimanded, but it inadvertently involved his injury, causing him to cough endlessly.
Seeing Yang Sen care so much about Ye Haochuan, Yang Guoyong didn’t dare to disrespect Ye Haochuan anymore.
Ye Haochuan, however, paid no attention to him, his face solemnly looking at Yang Sen. Seeing Yang Sen’s current state seemed to become more and more dangerous if further delayed.
"Director Yang, time is of the essence, I will go retrieve the antidote for you..."
"No!" Before Ye Haochuan finished speaking, Yang Sen hurriedly stopped him, "That Evil Sect base is perilous, I ended up like this myself, how can you easily take such a risk?"
Ye Haochuan smiled slightly, putting on a confident demeanor, "Rest assured, I have my ways!"
Before he could respond, Ye Haochuan had already left with his people.
Watching Ye Haochuan’s departing back, Yang Sen was filled with worry.
"Perhaps he really has a way!"
Since he could no longer prevent it, he could only comfort himself this way.