Chapter 417 - Fishing for Information (1/2)

Liu Mengchen’s techniques using his lightning spiritual roots were very powerful. It could chop down a large area with one stroke. Several birds were directly killed by the lightning strike. Two birds narrowly avoided it but were blinded by Xiao Linfeng and Qing Zhu beside him and eventually died.

In a short time, the twenty-plus Indigo Poison Birds in front of this group were mostly beaten and scattered. The lead Indigo Poison Bird roared with anger, and its abdomen suddenly inflated and swelled as it spewed out a big mouthful of poisonous gas toward the front–

Boom–

A golden light flashed, and the huge semicircle halo firmly protected all the people in it, blocking out the poisonous gas.

The lead Indigo Poison Bird was extremely furious. It waved its wings as it generated great gales. Just when it was ready to stretch out its claws and rush toward Esteemed Lan Yue, it heard a whistle and hesitated. Then it suddenly turned and flew towards the direction it came from.

Yuan Tianwen held his sword, not daring to lower his guard. “These birds are controlled by someone behind the scenes.”

Esteemed Lan Yue’s eyes sank slightly as he told them, “There is someone waiting for us in the front.”

Liu Mengchen frowned. “Indigo Poison Bird, isn’t it a demonic beast that lives alone? How can so many of them suddenly appear?”

Esteemed Lan Yue saw the man who came on a boat-shaped magic treasure and spoke indifferently, “There was once a man who always liked to go against the heavens.”

If one’s cultivation reached a certain level, even the impossible became possible.

In the blink of an eye, the black dot that was still thousands of meters away had already arrived in front of them.

A young man whose appearance was somewhat similar to Esteemed Lan Yue held an iron feather fan in his hand and wore a jade crown on his head. His lips curled slightly as he glanced at Esteemed Lan Yue. “It truly is a small world. Before, I was still wondering who was the holy one who could lead away such a large group of people right under my nose. I didn’t expect it to actually be you — if it were you, it would be perfectly normal.”

When Yan Tianhen heard this, he realized that the two knew each other. He sized up the man. “Martial Uncle, who is this man?”

The young man opened the feather fan and gently fanned himself. “Who am I? Among you all, there should be three people who know who I am.”

Wan Yitong’s expression was full of shock. He looked at Bei Shitian and seemed to want Bei Shitian’s confirmation to whether he recognized the wrong person.

Bei Shitian stared at the man and revealed, “Divine Dreamwalker Yin Xinghan, a member of the prophet family, the Yin family, and the inheritor of the Divination Sovereign’s legacy.”

Yin Xinghan replied with satisfaction, “It seems that this one’s reputation is still loud enough after so many years. Bei family’s boy — I was just wondering where you went these years, but I didn’t expect you to actually be here. It seems that there really are many crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the Five Continents. This realm contains many secrets.”

When he heard that Yin Xinghan was part of the prophet family, Lin Xuanzhi’s expression instantly turned cold.

He gripped the Zhige sword in his hand so tightly that it gurgled. The Zhige sword felt its master’s mood, so it impulsively wanted to burst out of the sheath and claw up Yin Xinghan’s rather handsome but asking-for-a-beating face.

Let’s just kill him.

I really want to kill him.

Yin Xinghan blatantly stared at Lin Xuanzhi and curled his lips. “You are Lin Xuanzhi? Indeed, you don’t look bad. If it weren’t for your extreme Yang constitution, I would’ve thought that you were the exceptional furnace. I heard that you are a genius craftsman, but I don’t know how good you are when compared to the Crafting Monarch’s heir.”

Lin Xuanzhi had the urge to kill when he heard the two words “exceptional furnace”.

Esteemed Lan Yue moved and stood in front of Lin Xuanzhi and Yan Tianhen, blocking them from sight. He stared at Yin Xinghan with a cold expression. “Why don’t you be a good heir and stay at home? What are you doing in the Five Continents?”

Yin Xinghan sneered, “Elder Brother, in the end, you are still better than me. You probably already knew about the Five Continents’ existence many years ago. That’s why you gave up your position as heir and came to this place so deficient in spiritual Qi to wait for the right opportunity. Fortunately, I didn’t find out too late. Whatever the hell you want to stir up, I also want to stir up.”

Everyone revealed flabbergasted expressions and looked at Esteemed Lan Yue, but Wan Yitong and Bei Shitian frowned.

Esteemed Lan Yue had concealed his own identity for many years, but it seemed that he could no longer keep it buried now.

Esteemed Lan Yue remained unmoved. “You don’t have to address me that way. I’ve already broken my ties and am no longer a member of the Yin family.”

Yin Xinghan’s eyes sank, and he sneered, “Yeah, you turned your back on your family when they needed you the most and colluded with the Divine Devil Venerable You Ming. You really can’t afford to receive my address for you. On the day you left, I swore to Heaven that I would oppose you every step of the way. I will kill those you wish to protect and save those you wish to kill.”

Esteemed Lan Yue frowned slightly. “Yin Xinghan, did you release the news that the Twin Lotus Lamp was on Lin Xuanzhi?”

Yin Xinghan seemed very proud. He answered with a wave of his fan, “Can’t you divine and tell fortunes? What, you couldn’t predict that my noble self would personally condescend to come to such a rough-hewn place?”

Esteemed Lan Yue was silent for a moment. “The Twin Lotus Lamp is not on him.”

“So what if he has it, so what if he doesn’t have it?” Yin Xinghan said in a rather dismissive tone, “As long as I want it to exist, it will naturally exist. If the world can’t find the Twin Lotus Lamp, it will inquire about its whereabouts everywhere. When the time comes, you can see for yourself whether those fellows believe it or not.”

“Despicable!” Yan Tianhen cursed, “Shameless grandson!”

Yin Xinghan narrowed his eyes. Without warning, a clawed hand grabbed towards Yan Tianhen. Lin Xuanzhi suddenly drew his sword but couldn’t beat Yin Xinghan’s speed — fuck!

At this critical juncture, Esteemed Lan Yue’s celestial divination scepter struck Yin Xinghan’s wrist. Since Yin Xinghan was afraid of injury, his wrist changed its direction with full force, brushing past Yan Tianhen’s neck.

Although the first blow failed, Yin Xinghan made no move for a second attack.

He returned to his original location in the blink of an eye. He looked at all the different but equally ugly expressions in front of him and chuckled in a low voice. He looked at his right hand’s finger, which was stained with some bright red blood.