Chapter 635 Severing the Connection
Chen Yang had no time to check what they had dropped. He used his internal energy to gather the items and returned directly to the old manor.
The old manor was already in chaos. Apart from the area being protected by everyone, over a dozen old houses nearby had been "demolished."
Chen Yang saw Suzaku surrounded by three people. After taking a palm strike head-on, he sent Suzaku out of the encirclement.
"Celestial Venerable, you are injured!"
Suzaku regretted his momentary mistake that had injured Chen Yang.
Chen Yang wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly, "I'm fine. Go help Baihu and the others."
"These three people, I will deal with them!"
As Chen Yang spoke, he observed the battlefield situation.
In the Divine Palace, the strongest were the Five Elements under the Heavenly Slaughter Pavilion, a total of six hundred and seventy-two people.
Among these people, aside from Baihu and Xuanwu, the two leaders, there were only seven individuals at the Grandmaster level.
Chen Yang's gaze immediately fell upon three of them, who were already severely injured and in the rear, stabilizing their conditions.
Xuanwu, one of the leaders, had injured his foundation but was still fighting.
Chen Yang immediately shouted to Bei Xuan, "Bei Xuan, save them first!"
Upon seeing Chen Yang return safely, Bei Xuan's heart was put at ease.
He had no dissatisfaction with Chen Yang's arrangement.
The entire Divine Physician Hall was not an organization founded for combat. The foundation they had painstakingly accumulated could not be completely lost in this battle.
At some point, Bei Xuan produced a long staff. After fending off a divine envoy who was engaged in combat, he quickly rushed to Xuanwu's side.
"You are Xuanwu of the Heavenly Slaughter Pavilion, aren't you? You have done enough, you can retreat now!"
Bei Xuan's understanding of the Heavenly Slaughter Pavilion was limited to knowing that these people were Chen Yang's trump card.
And Chen Yang's Four Great War Gods were named after the Four Divine Beasts.
When Bei Xuan first heard this name, he thought it was a hint to their Four Great War Gods.
But he later learned that Chen Yang had named them entirely based on their cultivation techniques, and Suzaku's surname was a coincidence.
Although the Four Great War Gods also implied the concept of the Four Symbols, in reality, only the four of them knew that these positions represented one each from Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and secularism, and had nothing to do with the Four Symbols of the Divine Physician Hall.
"Thank you, War God, for your rescue." The Xuanwu of the Heavenly Slaughter Pavilion was not pretentious. If the fight were to continue, not only would his cultivation be crippled, but he might even lose his life.
Xuanwu did not fear death; he feared that he would be unable to repay the Celestial Venerable's kindness in the future.
Although the strength of the Star Constellation Grandmasters varied, the power each unleashed far surpassed divine sense.
With a slight disadvantage in numbers, there had been no deaths so far. The most severely injured were forcibly driven away by others.
They were here to help, not to die.
Seeing that so many of them couldn't defeat these old fellows, the divine envoys' anger intensified: "What are you waiting for? Do you really want to die here? Hasn't the Divine Lord given you his inheritance? If you don't use it now, when will you?"
It was unclear who shouted this, but Chen Yang immediately saw several divine envoys using that life-burning flame.
The flame on one of them instantly incinerated his flesh and blood, leaving only a skeleton.
But to everyone's astonishment, this skeleton did not fall!
It was still alive!
While Chen Yang and the others were fiercely fighting the divine envoys, thousands of miles away, beneath a glacier, a black crow slowly landed on an ice sculpture.
Without any light, no one could have discovered that a person was frozen inside this ice sculpture.
"Black Crow requests an audience with the Divine Lord!"
The black crow's voice echoed through the glacier thousands of meters below.
The next second, cracks began to appear in the ice sculpture beneath the black crow.
A colossal human figure, clad in armor and wielding a greatsword, but with an unreadable face, emerged from the ice.
The greatsword pierced a lock hole as deep as an abyss before its feet, and a massive ice gate slowly opened.
Although it wasn't the first time the black crow had been here, every time it witnessed such a breathtaking scene, it couldn't help but marvel at the Divine Lord's craftsmanship.
In this mortal world, perhaps no one besides the Divine Lord could have created such a vast space here.
The treasures filling the ice gate's interior were dazzling.
However, in a clearing in the center, only bamboo slips and books were laid out.
A figure whose form was obscured was sitting in the center reading. Without looking up at the black crow, he asked while flipping through the pages, "What is it?"
The black crow dared not look directly at the figure. It prostrated itself on the ground and explained the purpose of its visit.
"After the Black Ice organization was annihilated, the survivors appeared in a company. Four divine envoys were ordered to investigate for clues but were severely injured."
"Fearing they wouldn't obtain the Bronze Tree before the deadline, they summoned all the divine envoys."
"At this moment, they have likely launched a large-scale invasion..."
Before the black crow finished speaking, it suddenly felt an incredibly terrifying pressure.
This pressure flashed by, but it pressed the black crow flat on the ground, not daring to move.
"Sever the connection with these divine envoys. Do not let anyone investigate you."
"The remaining people will lie low. No one is to act without my command."
As the black crow was about to leave upon hearing this, it couldn't help but ask, "Divine Lord, are we still looking for the Bronze Tree?"
The figure on the stage paused for a few seconds, closed the book in his hand, and said indifferently, "The connection between the Bronze Tree and me has been discovered by someone. Even if I retrieve it, it will be a mere ornament."
"Black Crow, you have spoken too much today."
Hearing this warning, the black crow dared not say another word and quickly retreated.
When the black crow emerged, it saw that the colossal armored figure had been re-frozen in ice and couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
"I spoke a few words with the Divine Lord and was so terrified that my body trembled. You guard the Divine Lord day and night; what kind of state are you in?"
The black crow was muttering to itself, but as it prepared to fly away, it heard a dry voice: "If one day I break free from the ice, I will slay him!"
Although the voice was extremely dry, the killing intent in its tone was clearly heard by the black crow.
The black crow landed on the frozen surface, and before it could wonder who the armored figure was referring to, it felt a sharp pain all over its body.
Upon closer inspection, its entire body was covered in wounds.
Although they were all minor injuries, the skin-cracking wounds were enough to instill fear in the black crow.
That person's words were like knives; with just a sentence, he could silently injure himself. If he truly broke free from the ice, then...
The black crow dared not think further and could only flee the area quickly.
The figure within the ice gate naturally heard the sounds outside, but with a wave of his hand, countless forces of ice instantly pressed down on the already frozen colossal armored figure.
"Noisy."