Witch Nine, hearing Mu Yun's unceremonious words, surprisingly didn't flare up in anger as he usually would.
Instead, he caught the key information in Mu Yun's words.
That bastard, Lu Xuan, actually left Myriad Stars Mansion, and his whereabouts were unknown.
This damned junior, repeatedly making a fool of this old man, is simply infuriating!
Witch Nine was filled with resentment and couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Previously, this Lu Xuan clearly sent a message to Li Chengxing, telling him to come to Myriad Stars Mansion to find him.
But now, this bastard junior has left him waiting here.
Witch Nine often suspected that Lu Xuan was deliberately teasing him.
At this moment, Witch Nine felt a surge of anger rushing to the top of his head, and his whole person was about to be swallowed by the flames of rage.
His eyes were bloodshot, like two burning blood flames, staring at Mu Yun with extreme resentment, squeezing out words from between his teeth, word by word.
"Mu Yun, you better quickly tell this old man the news of when that Lu Xuan will return, truthfully."
Saying this, his chest heaved violently, and he added fiercely: "I don't have so much time to keep waiting for him here!"
Seeing this, Mu Yun didn't plan to be polite to Witch Nine. As the Vice Director of the Blackbird Guard, he had the current Emperor backing him.
In his opinion, the Witch family wouldn't dare to attack him.
In an instant, a raging wind howled and swept up, like countless sharp blades, wantonly blowing around Witch Nine, causing his clothes to flutter.
At the same time, three ghostly red afterimages streaked across the sky and flew towards Witch Nine.
In the blink of an eye, these three figures tightly surrounded Witch Nine.
If one looked closely, one would find that these three red afterimages were all Earth-Rank Blackbird Guards.
Each one was a top martial artist in the Outer Core Grandmaster realm, exuding a chilling murderous aura.
Seeing that he was surrounded by the Blackbird Guards, Witch Nine remained calm and composed, without the slightest panic.
He snorted coldly, his voice icy and piercing, as if wrapped in chilling frost: "Mu Yun, since you are so insistent."
"Then don't blame my Witch family for being impolite!"
At this moment, Witch Nine had abandoned all concerns. Li Chengxing, that old fellow, being a member of the Li family, one of the Eight Great Families, he would endure for the time being.
But now, he was determined to make Mu Yun understand that provoking the Eight Great Families would come at a painful price.
Witch Nine's aura surged, exuding a fierce aura.
A mere half-step Divine Palace realm martial artist dared to repeatedly refuse the Witch family.
"Ancestor!" Witch Nine shouted loudly, piercing through the tense air.
As these two words fell, everything around Witch Nine seemed to be turned on with a "distortion" switch.
The invisible space around Witch Nine violently churned like boiling lake water.
The originally calm flow of heaven and earth's energy became chaotic, forming small, visible vortexes, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
The vortexes spun faster and faster, pulling the surrounding light, causing it to distort and deform, as if the space itself was being torn apart by this force.
Immediately following, above Witch Nine's forehead, a bewitching and mysterious purple纹路 slowly emerged, like ancient heaven and earth runes, carrying an unspeakable strangeness.
In the next second, wisps of energy escaped from the purple纹路, seemingly thin, but carrying an immeasurable pressure as if it were substantial.
Seeing this, Mu Yun and the Blackbird Guards' faces instantly turned pale, and the power within their bodies was also suppressed.
"What a terrifying aura!"
Mu Yun couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.
Almost at the same instant, the space around Witch Nine seemed to be clenched tightly by an invisible giant hand.
Subsequently, a powerful and suffocating force surged over.
Those Blackbird Guards who were close to Witch Nine were unable to resist at all, like fallen leaves swept away by the wind, they were pressed to the ground, emitting painful groans.
Mu Yun's situation seemed slightly better, but he was only barely holding on.
His legs trembled slightly, and finally, he knelt heavily on one knee, the collision of his knee and the ground making a dull sound.
The ground beneath Mu Yun's feet couldn't bear the weight and began to show small cracks, like hideous spider webs rapidly spreading around.
After a few breaths, Mu Yun's body also slowly sank into the collapsing ground.
Every inch of air seemed to turn into heavy shackles, tightly binding Mu Yun.
Mu Yun unwillingly slowly raised his head, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
That cold killing intent, like a poisoned blade, pierced straight towards Witch Nine, as if to engrave his face into the deepest part of his heart.
He just stared at Witch Nine like that, his eyes seemed to be saying.
Witch Nine, you damned old fellow, just wait for this Director.
Don't let me get a chance, otherwise, this Director will definitely make you, this old waste, pay a painful price for today's events!
And Witch Nine on the opposite side didn't hesitate at all, the right hand under his sleeve instantly clenched into a fist, instantly crushing the invisible air.
In an instant, a purple glow burst out from the palm of his right hand.
That dense purple Gang Yuan, like a nimble small dragon, danced and coiled in the palm of Witch Nine's right hand, exuding a chilling aura.
Before Mu Yun could react, Witch Nine had already swung his right arm violently, the movement as fast as lightning.
In an instant, that purple Gang Yuan, condensed with terrifying power, with an indomitable momentum, roared away from the palm of Witch Nine's right hand.
Wherever the purple Gang Yuan passed, it stirred up billowing thick smoke and surged up, rushing straight towards Mu Yun.
At this moment, Mu Yun tried his best to forcefully contend against the terrifying heaven and earth pressure of Witch Nine's ancestor.
Mu Yun's face flushed red, his veins bulging, and beads of sweat constantly rolled down from his forehead.
Every inch of flesh was tense, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Suddenly, a very subtle, almost imperceptible Gang Yuan, quietly overflowed from Mu Yun's body.
This wisp of Gang Yuan was like a nimble wandering silk, and in an instant, it submerged into the sword body behind him.
This sword is the weapon that Mu Yun always carries with him — the Six-Mark Star-Rank sacrificial weapon, Azure Underworld Sword.
As Mu Yun's wisp of Gang Yuan poured into the Azure Underworld Sword, in an instant, a dazzling and dazzling azure light suddenly appeared.
In the next second, the Azure Underworld Sword actually moved automatically without wind, with a light "buzz", it quickly swept to Mu Yun's front, and then quietly suspended in the air.
Immediately following, the Azure Underworld Sword body trembled slightly, as if accumulating power.
Subsequently, it swung forward vigorously in the air, and a dazzling azure sword light shot out from the void.
This sword light carried a fierce sword energy, and directly collided with the purple Gang Yuan released by Witch Nine.
However, the sword light released by Mu Yun in a hurry, after all, was due to the insufficient power of the injected Gang Yuan, resulting in a great discount in the power of the heaven and earth origin that was triggered.
In mid-air, after the azure sword light and Witch Nine's purple Gang Yuan, which was wrapped in majestic power, collided with each other.
Only in an instant, the azure sword light quickly dimmed under the surging impact of the purple Gang Yuan, and then it was ruthlessly annihilated.
Without the obstruction of the azure sword light, the purple Gang Yuan's momentum did not diminish, carrying the powerful aftershock of a mountain and sea, and bombarded directly towards Mu Yun.
Mu Yun didn't have time to react at all, only feeling an irresistible force suddenly colliding with him.
His entire body felt like it had been struck by lightning, and he was uncontrollably sent shooting backward.
Mu Yun's body was like a meteor, carving a deep gully into the ground, forcefully tearing through the thick surface layer of the earth.
For a time, dust flew, and gravel splashed everywhere.
Wu Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing deep within them, slowly收敛了心底那惊天的杀意(收敛了心底那惊天的杀意, I am unsure how to translate, I will leave it as is).
"Hmph!"
He snorted coldly, feeling somewhat regretful in his heart.
Originally, Wu Jiu had planned to severely injure Mu Yun, this ignorant fellow, to let him know the consequences of offending the Wu family.
But who could have predicted that Mu Yun would seize that slight opportunity at the critical moment.
He temporarily used the heaven and earth origin power of the sacrificial artifact, greatly reducing the power of the attack he had unleashed with all his strength.
"Is this the power of a martial artist in the half-step Divine Palace realm?"
Wu Jiu pondered to himself, his heart filled with both unwillingness and a hint of fear.
He now had to admit that the half-step Divine Palace realm did indeed possess power far surpassing that of an Outer罡 Grandmaster.
Just now, if this Mu Yun hadn't been in the half-step Divine Palace realm.
Under the overwhelming and terrifying heaven and earth pressure of the Wu family's ancestor.
Martial artists in the Outer罡 Grandmaster realm, no matter how hard they struggled, would only be doing so in vain, and would eventually have to obediently offer their necks for slaughter.
Alas!
It's a pity, if this Mu Yun didn't have the identity of a Black Bird Guard, Wu Jiu would have really considered taking action again and killing him with a palm strike.
Alas!
After all, letting go of a Black Bird Guard in the half-step Divine Palace realm who secretly harbored resentment towards him.
Even as a member of the Wu family, one of the eight great families, and relying on his deep foundation, Wu Jiu couldn't help but feel lingering fear.
Who could know what means this resentful Mu Yun would use in the dark to retaliate against him in the future.
While Wu Jiu's mind was racing, he gently raised the cane in his left hand, his figure changing and shifting like a ghost.
In a few movements, Wu Jiu had already arrived beside Mu Yun.
He lowered his eyes to look at Mu Yun, only to see that the other party was covered in blood and in a disheveled state.
Seeing this, a satisfied expression appeared on Wu Jiu's face, "Jie Jie Jie!"
A burst of extremely happy laughter overflowed from his mouth, the laughter sharp and twisted with pleasure, wantonly spreading in the surrounding air.
"Director Mu," Wu Jiu deliberately dragged out the ending, his tone filled with森然(Senran, unsure how to translate), "you better obediently tell me where that bastard brat Lu Xuan is, otherwise..."
Wu Jiu didn't finish his sentence.
But the cold killing intent in his words, like a tangible substance, permeated the air, and anyone could hear the threat in his words.
However, the only response to Wu Jiu was a deathly silence.
Mu Yun was still suppressed on the ground by that powerful force, unable to move.
His eyes were wide open, and the killing intent in his eyes was so strong that it seemed to be condensed into a solid substance.
Seeing this, a trace of determination flashed in Wu Jiu's eyes.
He knew very well that when dealing with an opponent like Mu Yun, who was in the half-step Divine Palace realm and harbored hatred, he could not be soft-hearted and had to strike first.
"It seems I can't let you live!"
Wu Jiu squeezed these words out from between his teeth with force.
In his opinion, if he didn't get rid of Mu Yun as soon as possible, he might really suffer a loss at the hands of this difficult fellow in the future and capsize in the gutter.
Wu Jiu's eyes were full of fierce light, and his five fingers were instantly wrapped in a dense purple light, like five evil pythons spitting out purple energy, exuding a cold and dangerous aura.
Immediately afterward, his arm, wrapped in a gust of wind, struck swiftly towards Mu Yun's face like a black lightning bolt.
The speed was so fast that it almost cut through the air, without the slightest hesitation.
Because, in Wu Jiu's heart, he had already weighed the pros and cons and made up his mind.
This time, he was only going to cripple Mu Yun's cultivation, making him a useless person, leaving him a dog's life to linger in this world.
After all, killing a Black Bird Guard and merely crippling his cultivation were two completely different things.
In the former case, Wu Jiu would undoubtedly die afterward, while in the latter case, there was still a chance to maneuver.
Wu Jiu knew very well that the Black Bird Guards, as the elite force directly under that female emperor, were deeply trusted by the female emperor.
If he really killed Mu Yun regardless of the consequences, with the female emperor's thunderous methods, she would definitely not let the Wu family off easily.
At that time, the entire Wu family might be involved in this滔天的祸事(滔天的祸事, unsure how to translate).
By then, I'm afraid that even without that female emperor's decree, his own ancestors would not hesitate to kill him with a palm strike in order to appease the female emperor's anger.
They would use his life as a scapegoat to quell this storm.
However, just as Wu Jiu's right palm was about to touch Mu Yun's face.
A sudden change occurred!
Wu Jiu only felt his right arm suddenly stagnate, as if he had instantly plunged it into extremely hot molten lava.
An unspeakable burning pain surged wildly along the meridians of his right arm, causing Wu Jiu great pain.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Jiu's entire right arm was turning into ashes at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye.
Fine, charred black powder floated leisurely in the air, and some of the charred black powder even landed on Wu Jiu's old face.
Instantly, a dark and deep shadow, as if it could devour everything, quietly enveloped him, completely covering Wu Jiu's slightly hunched body.
Wu Jiu's heart was shocked, his hair stood on end, and he almost subconsciously raised his head and stared at the source of this shadow.
"Lu Xuan!"
The moment he saw the person, Wu Jiu's eyes widened, full of disbelief and anger.
He gritted his teeth and roared, "It's you again, you bastard junior, causing trouble!"
As for Wu Jiu's angry roar, Lu Xuan seemed not to have heard it, his expression cold and stern, his gaze directly passing over the other party.
Then, he focused his gaze firmly on Wu Jiu's forehead, where there were strange purple纹路(Wenlu, unsure how to translate).
"Is it the power of the primordial spirit again?"
Lu Xuan murmured in a low voice, his voice not loud, but with great certainty.
While Lu Xuan's voice was still echoing in the air, a majestic and terrifying divine念(Nian, unsure how to translate) primordial spirit power swept out from his body with a bang.
Wherever this divine念(Nian, unsure how to translate) primordial spirit power went, the air was stirred violently.
The mysterious heaven and earth pressure that had originally permeated the surroundings and suppressed a group of Black Bird Guards to the point of near suffocation.
Actually collapsed rapidly under the impact of Lu Xuan's divine念(Nian, unsure how to translate).
All the Black Bird Guards present, including Mu Yun, had their strength restored to its peak at this moment.
After Wu Jiu noticed countless fierce gazes stabbing towards him, the color on his face instantly faded, and a burst of panic arose in his heart.
At this moment, where was Wu Jiu's previous arrogance, he hurriedly opened his mouth, even his voice unconsciously carrying a bit of trembling: "Lu Xuan, don't mess around!"
As he spoke, he unconsciously took half a step back, his eyes full of horror and unease.
"This old man represents the Wu family and is here to discuss with you!"
Wu Jiu tried to stabilize the situation with words, but his feigned calm tone could hardly hide the fear in his heart.
