Facing the dazzling array of saber shadows, Cheng Xiaofan stood still with a smile.
Yin Laorou mistakenly believed the opponent was stunned by his displayed dark arts.
A sinister smile spread across his face.
But!
The very next moment.
Cheng Xiaofan thrust his saber forward, and the saber shadows, along with the dust in the air, vanished.
While Yin Laorou was momentarily stunned.
His head left his neck and rolled on the ground.
"How can this be?"
The severed head on the ground opened its mouth and cried out in terror.
His eyes were wide open.
Dying with grievances!
...
Deep within the cave, behind a stone wall.
A person sat cross-legged behind the stone wall.
This old man seemed carved from black stone, devoid of any vitality.
But at the moment Yin Laorou was killed, strange cracks began to appear on the stone-carved old man.
Instantly.
A wisp of green smoke emerged from the cracks.
As the smoke diffused, the cracks peeled off in large pieces.
At the same time, a figure stood up from the thick smoke.
A robust physique over two meters tall, with sixteen-pack abs, looking absolutely more powerful than the Hulk, exuding an aura of utter wickedness.
Yin Di had awakened!
He had entered a state of deathly cultivation during the Qianlong era.
Centuries later, he intended to use the essence of gold to forge a new body for himself.
However, he never expected that at this crucial juncture, someone would intrude into Mount Wolong and kill his most trusted descendant.
Yin Laorou's death had thoroughly awakened him.
Yin Di was utterly enraged!
Without Yin Laorou, he could not obtain the gold.
Without the Golden Palace to absorb its energy, he could not forge new bones.
The detestable fellow!
Killing my descendant, was he seeking death?
Yin Di was beyond furious.
Just as he was about to rush out of the cave, he noticed the piles of gold by his side seemed to have grown wings and were flying out of the cave.
He quickly transformed into a blur and chased after them.
Upon reaching outside the cave, Yin Di saw the gold fly towards a young man and then vanish.
Space?
Yin Di immediately realized that the young man possessed a legendary spatial artifact.
All the gold had been absorbed by the young man into that mysterious space.
In the blink of an eye, Yin Di noticed the corpses lying on the ground.
One of them was his descendant, Yin Laorou.
They had all died in the same manner, decapitated.
Yin Di retracted his sinister gaze and stared at the young man, who was more than ten meters away, his voice filled with chilling coldness.
He asked, "Did you kill all these people?"
Cheng Xiaofan, with his arms crossed and a relaxed smile,
Nodded and said, "You are correct, I did."
Yin Di's sinister gaze seemed intent on tearing Cheng Xiaofan to shreds.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "Why did you kill them?"
Cheng Xiaofan replied, "I discovered gold in this cave and wanted to claim it as my own. They wouldn't let me enter. My hands got itchy, so I killed them."
"I am a renowned bandit. No one can stop me from obtaining what I desire."
"It was their destiny to die, don't you agree?"
Yin Di was driven to the brink of madness, roaring, "Kid, who are you?"
Cheng Xiaofan chuckled and said, "Yin Di, isn't it?"
"You are also a person on the verge of death, no need to know my name."
"Kid, you are too arrogant!"
Yin Di became furious, "I've encountered many arrogant people during the Qianlong era, and I never thought you would be even more arrogant than them!"
"Do you think having a spatial artifact makes you so great?"
"Back in the Qing Dynasty, many reclusive experts possessed spatial artifacts and Qiankun bags. Who didn't call me 'Emperor Ye'?"
What, someone already possessed spatial artifacts in the Qing Dynasty?
Cheng Xiaofan was momentarily stunned by this revelation.
However!
So what!
Cheng Xiaofan burst into laughter, "You want to act like an emperor in front of me?"
"In my eyes, you are just an old evil cultivator who refuses to die!"
Yin Di became enraged and shouted, "Kid, even Emperor Qianlong showed me great respect back then, treating me as a divine being walking among the clouds."
"You insult me so, truly you are courting death."
"Accept my punch!"
As soon as he spoke.
From more than ten meters away, Yin Di threw a punch in mid-air.
A black fist shadow, crackling with lightning and thunder, carrying the momentum of a tidal wave, hurtled towards Cheng Xiaofan.
Cheng Xiaofan remained motionless, smiling calmly.
In the time it takes to snap one's fingers.
He raised his hand and also threw a punch in mid-air.
A golden fist shadow floated over.
The two fist shadows collided instantly.
Boom!
A deafening, earth-shattering explosion erupted.
Yin Di staggered back more than ten steps before regaining his footing. He spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground.
He looked at Cheng Xiaofan with apprehension.
"What kind of fist is this?"
Yin Di asked Cheng Xiaofan in shock.
Cheng Xiaofan chuckled and said, "Shennong Fist!"
Yin Di was taken aback. "Shennong Fist?"
He was utterly bewildered.
What was Shennong Fist?
He had never even heard of it.
"Kid, what is Shennong Fist?"
Yin Di wiped the blood from his mouth and asked with wide eyes.
Cheng Xiaofan said with a grin, "If I explain it, you won't understand."
"You'd best accept your death peacefully!"
"After all, an evil old man like you has lived long enough."
"There's no point in living any longer!"
"Kid, you are dead!"
Yin Di roared, soaring into the air and transforming into dozens of afterimages, lunging towards Cheng Xiaofan.
Cheng Xiaofan grinned, rising from the ground. Golden light erupted from his entire body, transforming into a massive five-clawed golden dragon, soaring through the clouds and mists towards Yin Di.
Seeing this, Yin Di was so scared he hastily retreated more than ten meters.
He never imagined that the person before him, who was once human, had transformed into a golden dragon in the blink of an eye.
Although Yin Di was a peak expert among dark art cultivators, he had never seen a human transform into a ferocious dragon in an instant.
And he could tell this was no ordinary dragon.
This dragon was forged entirely from gold, from the inside out. The sheer, unstoppable aura emanating from its body was enough to crush a peak cultivator into dust.
He never dreamed that such a being could exist in this world.
What kind of entity had his descendant, Yin Laorou, provoked?
Yin Di dared not confront Cheng Xiaofan head-on.
Roar!
He let out a long cry and soared into the sky.
Then he turned and fled!