Retreat

What if I don't pay it back?

"Not paying back?"

Hun Yuantian seemed surprised by Xiao Ming's answer.

The Soul Clan possesses four Gates of Death, which, when combined, form an array. This array is the infamous Death Realm Array from the Central Continent, capable of creating a death realm. Any powerful individual who falls into it, even an eight-star Dou Sheng, will be enveloped by endless death aura and eventually succumb to it.

In those Ancient Times, there were many rumors of sects being wiped out by such deadly formations.

It can be said to be extremely important to the Soul Clan. If it weren't for the fact that the target this time was Xiao Ming, Remnant of the Xiao Clan, Hun Yuantian would not have lent out the Gate of Silence.

He hadn't expected that Hun Miesheng would be such a waste, actually allowing Xiao Ming to seize a portion of control of the Gate of Silence. If he hadn't sensed something amiss, the Gate of Silence would probably have been taken away this time.

Now that he's out, Xiao Ming actually dares to say he won't hand it over to his face. Thinking of this, Hun Yuantian twitched his white eyebrows, grinned, revealing his grayish-yellow teeth, and slowly said.

"Since you refuse a polite toast and choose to suffer the consequences, then I shall grant your wish!"

As they spoke, Hun Yuantian's fingers twitched imperceptibly. A series of invisible fluctuations suddenly surged from behind Xiao Ming, weaving into an invisible net that abruptly enveloped him. Simultaneously, Hun Yuantian shot forward, appearing before Xiao Ming in the blink of an eye. His palm, reeking of a foul stench, struck directly at Xiao Ming's chest.

Hun Yuantian moved extremely fast; apart from Zi Yan and other Dou Sheng Expert from the Heavenly Court, only a few old monsters could see his movements clearly.

No one expected that the seemingly amiable Hun Yuantian would be so decisive when he took action!

The difference in their cultivation levels was too great, and just when everyone thought Xiao Ming was doomed...

"Bang!"

When Hun Yuantian's palm wind was still half an inch away from Xiao Ming's chest, it suddenly froze. An invisible defense appeared in his palm. The two sides collided fiercely, and the terrifying force directly caused the surrounding space to crack open.

"You're practically half-buried in the ground, so stop bullying the younger generation. If you want to fight, you can exchange a few blows with this old man."

As soon as he finished speaking, a spatial rift opened beside Xiao Ming, and an old man dressed in a robe with dragon patterns stepped out.

The old man's face was covered with deep wrinkles, and his small eyes were slightly narrowed, giving him a sense of impending death. However, he was a size taller than Xiao Ming, who was tall and imposing beside him, and the powerful aura emanating from him indicated that he was a powerhouse of the same level as Hun Yuantian.

Sensing the aura of the newcomer, which was even slightly stronger than his own, Hun Yuantian's expression became slightly solemn. He searched his memory carefully but could not find the old man's name. He was even more shocked. When did Central Plains produce such a terrifyingly powerful expert?

A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, and he retreated a hundred feet.

"Who are you, and why are you interfering in the affairs of my Soul Clan!"

"I, Zhu Zhen, am merely acting on the orders of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor."

"Zhu Zhen? A member of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan? The Dragon Emperor?"

Hun Yuantian was somewhat bewildered by the news. When he looked up again, he saw Zhu Zhen bowing to a Six Star Dou Sheng.

"Your His Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

"Yes, you did a good job this time." Standing next to Xiao Ming, Zi Yan's pretty face was full of smiles.

Zhu Zhen was sent to the Heavenly Court by Zi Yan to guard it when Zhu Zhen Xiao Ming was in seclusion at the Void Thunder Pool.

The Grand Elder of the Pill Tower and the Nine-Tailed Fox Saint were also all smiles. They never expected that this powerful figure from the Ancient Void Dragon would actually be an Eight-Star Dou Sheng. It seemed that the outcome of this duel was already decided.

"She's actually the Dragon Emperor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan!"

Hun Yuantian was completely bewildered. The Dragon Emperor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan was actually a little girl!

Okay, fine, but why would Xiao Ming, Remnant of the Xiao Clan, be associated with the Dragon Emperor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan? Their identities are worlds apart, making it difficult for them to have any interaction.

Is it just because of his face?

Hun Yuantian admitted that Xiao Ming's face was indeed the most outstanding he had seen in over a thousand years, but was the Dragon Emperor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan really so superficial?

"Now that the situation is clear, do you still want to make a move? Get out of here!"

Zi Yan glanced at Hun Yuantian. Although she was angry that he had attacked Xiao Ming, she did not let Zhu Zhen continue to attack. After all, if a battle at the Saint Level of Eight-Star Dou Sheng occurred, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Hun Yuantian knew he couldn't continue. Today, the Hall of Souls had broken the rule in Central Plains that no one above the Five Star Dou Sheng could intervene. If he were to provoke another battle at the Eight-Star Saint Level, the Soul Clan would inevitably be suspected.

The Soul Clan has more big plans coming up, so he can't be too high-profile.

Moreover, he might not even be able to defeat his opponent.

"Snort!"

After letting out a cold snort, Hun Yuantian's hands suddenly conjured up a series of strange hand seals, and then dense black energy surged out from his palms. The giant black gate emanating a strange Aura beside Xiao Ming suddenly flew towards him.

Xiao Ming's eyes narrowed as he was about to intercept it when he saw Zhu Zhen grab the Gate of Silence with one hand, compressing it to the size of a palm.

No matter how hard Hun Yuantian tried to summon it, he couldn't bring back the Gate of Silence. After failing, he stared coldly at Zhu Zhen and said, word by word.

"Does your Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan truly intend to completely oppose my Soul Clan?"

"The Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan the Void is not afraid of any threat from any person or force," Zhu Zhen said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Hun Yuantian's withered face twitched. He knew that with Zhu Zhen blocking his way, he would have no chance of retrieving the Gate of Silence today. His eyes darkened as he looked at Xiao Ming, his voice filled with killing intent:

"Xiao Ming... People of my Soul Clan are not easy to kill, and their spoils are not so easy to take. In the future, your fate will be a hundred times more miserable than Xiao Xuan's!"

"Is that so? I'm looking forward to it." Xiao Ming smiled, making Hun Yuanqi's blood surge.

"Hmph, I hope you'll have such a powerful protector by your side next time!"

Hun Yuantian flicked his sleeves, gave a cold laugh, and then turned and flew out of the Fallen Mountain Range. Behind him, the powerful figures of the Hall of Souls could only follow in a dejected manner.

After watching the Hall of Souls members leave, Xiao Ming looked at Zhu Zhen, bowed, and thanked him, saying, "Thank you very much, Elder Zhu Zhen, for helping me out of that situation."

Today, if Elder Zhu Zhen hadn't been with him, he would have been seriously injured even if he Undying. The difference between the Three Star and lower-level ones was simply too great. However, if he had chosen to self-destruct his Heavenly Flames, Hun Yuantian wouldn't have fared any better.

"Given your relationship with His Majesty the Dragon Emperor, there's no need for such formalities." Zhu Zhen shook his head and casually tossed the Gate of Silence in his hand to Xiao Ming.

"With proper refinement, this will be a good product."

Thank you, senior.