322: Chapter 321: The Fear of Immortal Extinguishing Martial Arts 322: Chapter 321: The Fear of Immortal Extinguishing Martial Arts “Feng’er, you’ve done well.
Return to the Scripture Pavilion later and choose a Secret Technique as a reward…”
Before Martial Extinguishing Immortal could finish, Luo Feng bowed deeply, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke, “Master, your disciple has something to report.”
Observing Luo Feng’s pale complexion, Martial Extinguishing Immortal’s eyes sharpened as he said, “Feng’er, what exactly has happened?”
Luo Feng didn’t dare to delay, quickly recounting the incident where Ye Xuan saved the chubby man named Huang, causing Martial Extinguishing Immortal’s brows to furrow deeply, a trace of astonishment flashing through his eyes.
“Just an Elixir brought Huang back to life from the dead?” Martial Extinguishing Immortal murmured to himself, his voice carrying a certain weight.
As a cultivator at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, Martial Extinguishing Immortal was acutely aware that bringing someone back to life with just an Elixir was simply impossible, unless that Elixir was the legendary Immortal Pill.
But where in the world would one find such an Immortal Pill?
“Are you saying that you had no ability to resist that mysterious man in black, and if not for Huang sparing your life, you would have perished by his hand?” Martial Extinguishing Immortal asked gravely.
“Indeed, that is the case.” Luo Feng admitted with shame.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man reprimanded Luo Feng, saying, “Junior brother, if that mysterious person in black was a cultivator at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, how could Huang have spared your life, and moreover, allowed you to bring back the Heavenly Demon Great Method to Master?
Isn’t that absurdly ridiculous?”
As the man’s words settled, the others present nodded in agreement, and even Martial Extinguishing Immortal’s face showed disbelief.
“Master, Huang had a message for you.”
Knowing he couldn’t explain such a strange occurrence, Luo Feng steeled himself to report further to Martial Extinguishing Immortal.
“What message?” Martial Extinguishing Immortal inquired.
“Huang said, ‘The man from five hundred years ago has returned, tell him to clean his neck and wait for death.'” Luo Feng relayed precisely, but also deeply afraid of Martial Extinguishing Immortal blaming him, he dared not meet his Master’s eyes.
Before Martial Extinguishing Immortal could speak, the others present berated Luo Feng angrily.
“Junior brother, have you lost your mind to speak so disrespectfully to Master?”
“Luo Feng, has Huang fed you some bewitching potion?
You must remember our Master is…”
Suddenly, as everyone was scolding Luo Feng, a strange noise interrupted, causing everyone to turn towards the source of the sound.
But when they saw the scene before them, each person’s face turned to stunned silence, rendering the entire Star Palace deathly quiet.
Perhaps sensing the foreboding atmosphere, Luo Feng raised his head slightly to look at Martial Extinguishing Immortal, but the sight that met his eyes also turned his complexion deathly pale, and he was left dumbstruck and speechless.
The jade cup in Martial Extinguishing Immortal’s hands fell to the ground, his face turning ashen, his body trembling involuntarily, and the clear fear in his eyes as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.
In the hearts of the disciples, Martial Extinguishing Immortal was akin to a deity, unshaken even if heaven and earth were to shatter.
But what had they seen?
Just a single sentence had caused Martial Extinguishing Immortal to become so utterly disoriented; it was simply unimaginable to them.
They couldn’t understand how one of the strongest humans could ever feel fear of anything in this world.
“You…you repeat it…repeat it again!”
Wu Jue Xian desperately tried to suppress his panic, but his words still trembled uncontrollably.
Luo Feng suddenly awoke from his stupor, and without daring to delay, he repeated his previous words.
Wu Jue Xian slumped onto the White Jade Throne, his eyes wide open as if he had lost his soul, and it took him a long time to come back to reality.
This scene also made everyone fall silent as if struck by frost, fearing to make a sound, while a bad premonition rose in everyone’s hearts.
“Impossible…absolutely impossible…”
“Back then…when Master ascended to the Immortal Realm…there’s no way he could have returned to the Human World…it’s fake…all fake…”
Wu Jue Xian murmured tremblingly, his face extremely contorted, but the fear in his eyes continued to spill out uncontrollably.
Nobody knew who the ‘Master’ Wu Jue Xian referred to, but when they heard the words ‘ascend to the Immortal Realm’, they were all struck dumb with fright, sensing that within those words lay an earth-shattering secret.
Luo Feng’s face turned deathly pale, having long sensed that the mysterious man in black was no ordinary person.
Now, Wu Jue Xian’s reaction seemingly confirmed his suspicion.
“Retreat, everyone leave me,” Wu Jue Xian suddenly bellowed, prompting everyone to quickly bow and leave.
But before Luo Feng could depart, Wu Jue Xian weakly called out, “Feng’er, you stay.”
Soon, only the master and disciple remained in the grand hall.
Wu Jue Xian personally cast a spell to completely seal off the hall, ensuring that their conversation would not be overheard.
Seeing Wu Jue Xian so solemn, Luo Feng was startled and knew that the matter was far from simple.
He could fully feel that the Wu Jue Xian standing before him had lost the demeanor of a Transcendance Tribulation Stage mighty being and seemed like a lost and helpless child.
With a gesture from Wu Jue Xian, a faded scroll appeared in his hand, his palms trembling slightly as he held it.
Yet, he slowly unrolled the scroll, a faded scene unfolding before them.
“Feng’er, look carefully, seriously look at this scroll.
See if the person in it is that mysterious man in black,” Wu Jue Xian pressed Luo Feng’s shoulders, striving to calm his voice.
Yet if one listened closely, they could detect a quiver in his voice.
Luo Feng nodded solemnly and looked at the scroll.
When he saw the handsome face of Ye Xuan, he quickly nodded and said, “Yes, it’s indeed him, the man who saved Huang Fatty.”
As Luo Feng’s words fell, the scroll in Wu Jue Xian’s hands dropped to the floor, his entire being numb to the core, a bitter expression surfaced on his face.
“It really is Master, indeed it’s Master.
I should have known, should have known…
Only Master could have resurrected Huang Fatty,” Wu Jue Xian said with a bitter smile, shaking his head, with a hint of despair in his eyes.
Wu Jue Xian paced back and forth in the hall in distress, radiating Spiritual Light chaotically, evidently plunged into indescribable panic.
No one understood Ye Xuan’s terror more than Wu Jue Xian.
Five hundred years ago, Ye Xuan was already a Cultivator at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, having survived the horrific Nine Heavens Immortal Tribulation and entered the legendary Earth Immortal Realm.
Five hundred years later, Ye Xuan had returned to this world, and at the very least with Heavenly Immortal Cultivation—who in this world could stand against him?