"Is there a problem?"
Mo Wangchen frowned, his gaze fixed on the Black-Robed Man.
Judging by the voice, this should be an old man in his fifties.
But it couldn’t be ruled out that the other party had disguised his voice just to hide his true identity more deeply.
"What should we do?" At this moment, Wu Lingfeng, standing beside Mo Wangchen, also furrowed his brows.
This Black-Robed Man gave him a feeling of danger; he likely wasn’t a pushover.
"This person’s cultivation is at least at the fifth level of the Emperor Realm. You should leave first; I’ll hold him back. Once you’re safely in Jiangwei City, I’ll use Lin’s True Technique to shake him off."
Mo Wangchen transmitted his voice secretly to Wu Lingfeng.
The fifth level of the Emperor Realm was a considerable challenge with his current cultivation level.
Moreover, the man’s identity was unknown, and there was no telling what tricks he had up his sleeve. So, for safety, their best option was to let Wu Lingfeng go first.
"Alright, be careful. See you in Jiangwei City!"
Wu Lingfeng didn’t hesitate; knowing that staying would only distract Mo Wangchen, he reminded him to be careful. Then, his form began to recede slowly, seeking to fly away from the place.
On the other side, seeing his actions, the Black-Robed Man’s eyes narrowed, a flash of cold light briefly visible.
"Why the hurry to leave? I would like to kindly ask you both to come with me."
The Black-Robed Man snorted coldly. As his words fell, a terrifying aura exploded forth. Law Divine Charm flowed around his body, his brilliance flashing, daring not to be underestimated.
Squinting his eyes, as his aura became outwardly apparent, he was about to move to intercept Wu Lingfeng.
Clearly, before arriving, the Black-Robed Man had already learned that Mo Wangchen possessed Lin’s True Technique, a supreme stepping technique of this era. Unless someone of the Immortal Realm Great Power made their move, no one could match it.
If he let Wu Lingfeng go now, it would be difficult to keep Mo Wangchen later.
However, just as he prepared to move and intercept Wu Lingfeng, it was visible that Mo Wangchen had already drawn the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow in his hand at some unknown time.
He drew the divine bow fully, not hesitating to release an arrow.
The arrow zoomed across, dragging a long trail of flow in its wake, where the momentum seemed to pierce through space itself.
In the blink of an eye, the arrow was in front of the Black-Robed Man, blocking his path.
The Black-Robed Man let out a cold snort. With a flip of his hand, he caught the incoming arrow from afar, and the projectile burst into fragments, vanishing into thin air.
After destroying Mo Wangchen’s arrow, the Black-Robed Man didn’t pause. His form turned into a black shadow, lunging violently towards Wu Lingfeng.
Almost at the same moment the Black-Robed Man made his move, Mo Wangchen used Lin’s True Technique. In a blink, he was blocking his path. He tightly grasped the Emperor Weapon Sword in his hand and slashed it down fiercely.
Under the light of his gaze, the Emperor Sword traced a stunning arc through the void as if it split the space itself.
The Black-Robed Man’s face showed shock, inwardly remarking on how fast Mo Wangchen was. This sword contained the might of the Immortal Scripture, not to be underestimated.
In a spark of lightning, the Black-Robed Man’s form violently retreated backward, dodging Mo Wangchen’s sword. But before he could make any further move, Mo Wangchen stepped with Lin’s True Technique, pressing in once more.
The sword trembled lightly, the sound of the Sword Sound resonating. Mo Wangchen wielded the Emperor Sword and struck down again!
However, the figure before Mo Wangchen was merely an afterimage, sliced away by his strike.
His body had already passed by Mo Wangchen’s side, darting toward Wu Lingfeng.
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly. The opponent was fast, but how could he be faster than his Lin’s True Technique?
His feet traced a unique pattern, and in an instant, he pursued, his Sword Intent bursting forth, channeling the mighty force of heaven and earth, merging it into his sword to slash down fiercely once again.
Sensing the murderous intent from behind, the Black-Robed Man was startled. He had no time to continue his pursuit of Wu Lingfeng, and quickly turned around, his hands forming a spell that released bursts of divine charm, solidifying into a thick Energy Barrier.
The Emperor Sword struck the barrier, creating a burst of dazzling sparks and the sound akin to metal clashing.
The barrier was unbroken, and the force of the impact slightly numbed Mo Wangchen’s arm.
"The gap in cultivation is too great to break through his defense."
Mo Wangchen thought to himself. Fortunately, he was fast enough. Although he could not break the opponent’s defense, his attack was sufficient to force the opponent to defend with all his might, barely managing to hold him back.
The Black-Robed Man reached out with a palm from mid-air, a ferocious momentum rolling forward, imbued with unparalleled Law Divine Charm, intending to obliterate Mo Wangchen on the spot.
However, in the very instant, he made his move, Mo Wangchen had already reacted. After snorting coldly, he stepped on the Lin’s True Technique and vanished from his original spot in an instant.
The Black-Robed Man’s palm found nothing but air, his terrifying Palm Power spreading far and wide, striking a mountain thousands of zhang away, causing huge chunks of rock to crumble and flatten the peak.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
From afar, high in the sky, Mo Wangchen put away the Emperor Sword and took out the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, drawing it to full moon, and in an instant, three arrows pierced through the void.
One arrow aimed straight for the Black-Robed Man’s forehead, while the other two traced a semicircular path in the void, converging from left and right.
The Black-Robed Man snorted and swiftly retreated, pressing out with a palm, and an earthy-yellow giant hand emerged, destroying all three arrows that were shooting toward him.
"Judging by your moves, you’re not from the Wind Thunder Valley. Could it be you’re after my Bronze Coffin?"
Mo Wangchen stood defiantly, confronting the Black-Robed Man across the void, and he spoke indifferently.
"Hand over the Bronze Coffin, and I may leave your body intact!" the Black-Robed Man snorted, his eyes filled with lethal intent.
"Hehe, leave my body intact?"
Mo Wangchen let out a cold laugh, his eyes showing a hint of mockery, "If you can manage to injure me, then we’ll talk. Once my friend gets away, I’ll use Lin’s True Technique to leave directly. What can you do to me?"
"Ignorant youngster, your life is mine!"
The Black-Robed Man’s eyes blazed with rage, feeling somewhat stifled inside. It was indeed as Mo Wangchen said: once Wu Lingfeng escaped, and Mo Wangchen deployed Lin’s True Technique to leave, he truly would be unable to harm him.
Originally, he had come to intercept Mo Wangchen. How had it become him being intercepted instead?
This thought alone was almost enough to make the Black-Robed Man spit blood.
Around him, the mighty force surged violently, endless divine charm shining, constantly pressing towards Mo Wangchen.
However, no matter how fierce the Black-Robed Man attacked, Mo Wangchen, utilizing Lin’s True Technique, always managed to deftly dodge.
Not until the figure of Wu Lingfeng in the distant horizon completely faded away did Mo Wangchen finally exhale slowly.