Ye Tian stood high in the air and called out Uncle Hei's name. His body did not move, but his aura and the spiritual power within him had already risen to their peak.
Despite his grave injuries, he showed no intention of retreating. Instead, killing intent filled the air as he waited for the person he had called to appear.
"Uncle Hei!" Cold light flickered in Ye Tian's eyes. Only that mysterious Uncle Hei could have made him fall into a trap so soundlessly.
"Hahaha, truly, heroes emerge from the young. This old man admires you." Ye Tian's Golden Geng Qi swept forth, wiping out every trace of life in the area until not a blade of grass remained.
Just then, the soil on the ground suddenly squirmed. Earth burst upward and swiftly formed a human shape in the air. With a flash of mysterious light, it turned into Uncle Hei, who gazed at Ye Tian with a beaming smile.
Ye Tian's pupils contracted. The Golden Geng Sword in his hand suddenly shot out, streaks of sword light abruptly expanding and accelerating as they ravaged the air toward Uncle Hei.
Ye Tian had already run out of patience. He could not be bothered to speak with this old fellow. The three Uncle Heis had each been different, and this one might even have shown Ye Tian kindness before, but that was no reason for Ye Tian to tolerate him.
"So impatient. How can that do?" Uncle Hei smiled and waved a hand. As he flicked his sleeve, an icy power spread out, then expanded into black light that washed toward the sword beams unleashed by the Golden Geng Sword.
The sword light in the sky vanished like clouds dispersing after rain, failing to harm him in the slightest. It had