874: Chapter 870: The Sect Leader’s Wrath!
874: Chapter 870: The Sect Leader’s Wrath!
“You actually managed to stand up?”
The Drunken Arhat’s words elicited nothing but disdain from Ye Tian.
“If something this trivial could knock me down, I wouldn’t have survived in this Martial Arts World of the strong devouring the weak!”
“Hmph!
Bragging without shame!”
The Drunken Arhat sneered coldly.
After all, his Mystical Trace Fist had already left Ye Tian without any means to retaliate, and in his eyes, Ye Tian was merely putting on a bold front…
“Whether I’m boasting or not, we’ll find out soon enough!
Gatekeeper, I won’t fall for the same trick twice!”
Ye Tian smiled as he spoke.
His words had already enraged the Drunken Arhat.
“What did you say?
Who do you think you are?
A mere ant daring to imagine you can resist my Mystical Trace Fist?”
When faced with arrogance, the best course of action is often to inflict an even harsher lesson.
And so, the Drunken Arhat once again unleashed his prized Mystical Trace Fist!
“Whish whish whish whish whish whish~~~~~~~~~~”
Before Ye Tian’s eyes, countless figures reappeared, densely packed and utterly dizzying.
The Inner Sect Disciples of Tianmen who were watching couldn’t help but feel smug.
“There’s no way that guy can crack this move.
Even Sect Leader Wuweizi has great trepidation when it comes to the Gatekeeper’s Mystical Trace Fist.”
“Unless someone possesses far superior power to the Gatekeeper, it’s impossible to figure out a way to counter this technique in just one clash!”
“If he’s struck by it again, that kid is as good as dead!”
…
However, when Ye Tian faced the same move from the Drunken Arhat, he did not panic.
He quietly focused on sensing the Drunken Arhat’s movements.
Left, right, right, front, back, back…
Fast, slow, extremely fast, fast, fast, slow…
Although Ye Tian still hadn’t fully deciphered the Drunken Arhat’s positioning, he was faintly beginning to grasp some patterns!
In front of Ye Tian, the sea of figures swirled, but rather than relying on his eyes, Ye Tian used his heart to perceive!
Of course, nobody else understood what Ye Tian was doing at that moment.
They could only see him standing motionless while the Drunken Arhat’s attacks steadily closed in!
“What’s going on with the boss?
Could it be that guy is really that strong, faster than the boss?”
“That kid shouldn’t lose to the Gatekeeper, right?
Although the Gatekeeper is indeed formidable, Ye Tian is at the Innate Realm, so their strength should be evenly matched!”
“If he falls just like that, what’s the point of seeking justice from Tianmen?”
…
The Ding Brothers, the Ye Elders, and the crowd of Tianmen Outer Sect Disciples couldn’t help but grow anxious for Ye Tian.
After all, the Gatekeeper’s power was undeniably overwhelming, and the outcome of Ye Tian’s duel with him was impossible to predict…
“Hahaha~~~~~ Die!”
Amid the chatter, the Drunken Arhat suddenly let out a manic laugh.
He locked onto his target and descended swiftly from above, aiming a powerful palm strike straight at Ye Tian’s Baihui acupoint!
The Drunken Arhat was certain this strike would crack Ye Tian’s skull.
But contrary to his expectations, Ye Tian raised his palm to counter at the last moment!
“Bang!”
Their palms collided, and since the Drunken Arhat was mid-air with no stable footing, the impact caused him to lose his balance completely.
“How is this possible!?”
The Drunken Arhat struggled to regain his stance, crashing to the ground in a disheveled heap.
He stared at Ye Tian in disbelief.
“Damn it!
How did you know I’d attack from above?”
Ye Tian gave a faint smile and said, “Although your Mystical Trace Fist is indeed powerful, even I can’t completely discern your exact position.
But at the end of the day, it’s just a method to disorient your opponent’s vision!
In reality, when you’re preparing your attack, you slow down to concentrate your force.
At such sluggish speeds, how could I possibly fall for the same trick again?”
“You…”
The Drunken Arhat gritted his teeth in frustration!
Ye Tian had just exposed the critical weakness of his Mystical Trace Fist.
How could he not be infuriated?
With just one exchange, Ye Tian had grasped the fatal flaw in the Drunken Arhat’s technique.
This opponent before him—just how talented was he?
Even the Inner Sect Disciples of Tianmen found this to be unfathomable!
“I never imagined the Gatekeeper’s Mystical Trace Fist could have such a flaw!
I’ve fought with the Gatekeeper dozens of times and suffered grievously every single time, yet I’ve never uncovered this weakness.”
“That Ye Tian… No wonder he was able to kill someone as strong as Sima Feng.
Sima Feng didn’t die unjustly at his hands!”
“If that’s the case, isn’t this bad news for Tianmen?
That guy brought so many martial artists here to stir up trouble!”
…
Meanwhile, the Outer Sect Disciples who’d come with Ye Tian had the exact opposite reaction to this match.
Since Ye Tian had gained the upper hand against the Gatekeeper Drunken Arhat, nothing could be more exhilarating to them!
“So that Mystical Trace Fist wasn’t all that impressive after all?
He easily uncovered its weakness, which means the Gatekeeper is doomed for sure!”
“Once Ye Tian finishes off the Gatekeeper, let’s raise hell!”
“This time, we’ll definitely take back justice from Tianmen!”
…
“You brat, don’t celebrate too early!
You’ve merely blocked one of my attacks—you haven’t truly broken my technique.
If I don’t defeat you today, I don’t deserve to remain the Gatekeeper!”
The Drunken Arhat gritted his teeth as he spoke.
Though Ye Tian had thwarted his strike and dented his morale, he was far from conceding defeat…
Moreover, the Drunken Arhat was now fully enraged by Ye Tian’s taunts.
He was determined to pummel Ye Tian into submission!
“Come on, kid!
Prepare yourself!”
The Drunken Arhat shouted as he struck a combat-ready pose.
But just as he was about to launch his attack, a figure descended from the heavens.
As they landed, a stern voice rang out: “Who dares to cause trouble in Tianmen?
Courting death!?”
The arrival instantly froze the Drunken Arhat’s movements.
He respectfully turned his gaze to the descending figure…
The Inner Sect Disciples of Tianmen likewise shifted their focus to the newcomer…
Ye Tian, too, realized that this must be someone of extraordinary status in Tianmen.
He followed everyone’s gaze toward the figure and laid eyes on an elder of otherworldly demeanor.
His hair was entirely white, attesting to his advanced age, possibly even older than the Ye Elders.
But unlike ordinary elderly figures, this man had none of the kind-hearted appearance one might expect.
Instead, his face was filled with malice!
“It’s the Sect Leader!
Sect Leader Wuweizi!”
“He’s finally here!”
“The Sect Leader of Tianmen has arrived!”
…
Behind Ye Tian, the Outer Sect Disciples of Tianmen instantly recognized the elder’s identity and cried out.
Ye Tian now knew that the figure before him was none other than Tianmen’s Sect Leader Wuweizi.
However, his demeanor did not resemble that of a virtuous leader.
Wuweizi landed directly beside the Drunken Arhat, who immediately stepped forward to bow and greet him.
“Sect Leader, you’ve finally arrived!
I was in the middle of teaching this intruder a lesson!”
But Wuweizi’s attention wasn’t on the Drunken Arhat or Ye Tian.
Instead, his gaze was fixed firmly on the lifeless body of Young Master Long, lying against a tree…
“Young Master Long!”
Wuweizi shouted, rushing toward Young Master Long.
Tragically, the fatal head injury had claimed the youth’s life long ago, and he was utterly unresponsive to Wuweizi’s calls.
Nevertheless, Wuweizi refused to give up.
He positioned Young Master Long’s corpse upright, seated him properly, and then began channeling his Inner Strength relentlessly into his body…
But it was futile.
The deceased remained unchanged despite Wuweizi’s desperate infusion of Inner Strength.
Everyone present stared in stunned silence at Wuweizi’s actions.
The Sect Leader, a figure of great stature, was exhausting all his energy trying to revive an arrogant young man—clearly indicating that this youth’s background was extraordinary.
Wuweizi strained with all his might but failed to breathe life back into Young Master Long.
His movements slowed, and he rose shakily to his feet, appearing utterly despondent…
“It’s over… It’s all over… Tianmen is finished…”
Wuweizi muttered repeatedly, loud enough for everyone to hear the chilling words—”Tianmen is finished.”
The mighty Sect Leader of Tianmen was reduced to despair by the death of a single youth!
“Sect Leader, are you alright?”
The Drunken Arhat swiftly checked on Wuweizi, only for the elder’s dejection to suddenly transform into ruthless fury.
His eyes burned with murderous intent!
“Tell me!
Who killed Young Master Long!?”
Wuweizi demanded fiercely, and the Drunken Arhat wasted no time in divulging: “Young Master Long was killed by the Purgatory Beast.”
“The Purgatory Beast?
That wretched creature!
I’ll tear it apart limb by limb!!”
Wuweizi clenched his fists in rage.
But the Drunken Arhat quickly added, “However, the Purgatory Beast, knowing its guilt, has already committed suicide!”
“What!?
It killed itself??
Then how are we supposed to redeem ourselves?”
Wuweizi had intended to exact vengeance on the Purgatory Beast but found his plans thwarted due to its demise.
Now there was no outlet for avenging Young Master Long…
Seeing the Sect Leader’s grief-stricken expression, the Drunken Arhat hurriedly spoke up: “Sect Leader, Young Master Long’s death wasn’t solely the Purgatory Beast’s doing!
This brat is also responsible!”
As he spoke, the Drunken Arhat pointed sharply at Ye Tian!
“This brat led a group of Outer Sect Disciples to intrude upon Tianmen’s territory.
Seeing this, Young Master Long ordered the Purgatory Beast to intervene, but unexpectedly, this brat was so strong that the Purgatory Beast couldn’t hold up at all!
Young Master Long reprimanded the Purgatory Beast, but then the beast instinctively lashed out and killed him!”
The Drunken Arhat explained the series of events to Sect Leader Wuweizi, who immediately redirected his wrath toward Ye Tian upon hearing the tale!
“So it was you, brat!
At last, we’ve found the culprit!
Since you’re responsible for Young Master Long’s death, today you’ll leave your life here!”