Chapter 239: Miniature Paradise Realm (1/2)
Chapter 239: Miniature Paradise Realm
“Who are you of capital’s Long Clan? What is your name?”
Ye Chuan coldly looked at this restless black robed person and directly coming to the point, he said in a low voice, “Speak, who sent Dark Underworld Emissary to Long Clan to look for trouble? Who is your master? What exactly is his purpose?”
The voice of Ye Chuan suddenly become faint. It sounded like it was coming from the horizon, then the face of this black robed man become somewhat dazed and his eyes became blank.
Demonic Sound!
Regardless of the danger of triggering the restriction of Demonic Dragon Path and attracting the attack of huge dragons, he resolutely used his technique to interrogate the identity of this black robed man.
If that Dark Underworld Emissary had truly infiltrated into the capital’s Long Clan, then looking at the situation of Cloud Mist Sect, the purpose of this Dark Underworld Emissary was only one, subvert Long Clan and side by side, control this and other equally famous wealthy and influential clans like Murong aristocratic clan. Not speaking about attempting to dip one’s finger in various big cultivation sects, extending their evil hands towards the secular world, and attempting to control everything, the power behind that Dark Underground Emissary was bigger and more powerful than he had expected.
It was fine when he didn’t know, but now that he knew that there was such a huge underground power, Ye Chuan couldn’t let the other party have their way. At the very least, he would never allow that Dark Underground Emissary stage a comeback and once again become detrimental to Cloud Mist Sect. That year, when Ghost Hand Medicinal King was establishing Cloud Mist Sect, Ye Chuan had already spent a lot of painstaking effort. To a certain extent, one could say that he had personally created this sect. As a result, he couldn’t helplessly watch Cloud Mist Sect reducing to the puppet of other people.
“I……, my name is Long Wu. I am the outer steward of capital’s Long Clan. It’s Hu……”
The black robed man was panic-stricken in his heart due to the intimation of Ye Chuan, and under the unguarded state, Demonic Sound confused him, causing him to speak out his name. But just when he was about to speak out who had sent him to Long Clan, he suddenly woke up. His tenacious willpower prompted him to instinctively resist the Demonic Sound of Ye Chuan.
Ye Chuan bent his knees and lowering his shoulders, he suddenly threw out a punch which hit right on the chest of this black robed man.
The power behind this punch was neither too big nor too small. It was just strong enough to make this black robed man spit out a mouthful of blood and rupture internal organs. Moreover, the energy accumulated within his body dispersed and became chaotic, therefore, now he was unable to resist the effect of Demonic Sound. If the power behind his punch was a bit more, then the body of this black robed man would have exploded, killing him instantly, and if the power was a little bit less, then he wouldn’t have achieved the desired effect.
“Speak, Hu what? Who sent you to capital’s Long Clan?” Ye Chuan intently watched this injured black robed man, Long Wu, and struck while the iron was hot.
The eyes of this black robed person Long Wu blanked again, and his mouth moved subconsciously. But, before he could speak out the name and identity of the instigator, he held his head and screamed, moreover, his face twisted and his four limbs convulsed.
No!
Demonic Sound doesn’t have such side effect!
Ye Chuan rushed over and pushed down the convulsing black robed man Long Wu. He wanted to rescue him, but his heart sunk.
The four limbs of this black robed man still twitching, but he was no longer breathing. In the blink of an eye, he had died and his soul had scattered!
Restriction!
This was a kind of extremely powerful soul restriction. Once a person with this restriction wanted to speak out the restricted secret, he would be obliterated by the power of this restriction right away!
Now, the complexion of Ye Chuan was solemn and he felt a heavy pressure in his heart.
He had dealt with this kind of soul restriction, in his previous lifetime, when he concealed the heaven with one hand, he used this kind of restriction to bound some absolutely lawless great devils. The might of this kind of restriction was very amazing, but without exceedingly high restriction, one couldn’t use this kind of restriction, moreover, it consumed an astonishing amount of vitality every time such restrictions are used.
Behind Dark Underworld Emissary, was there a Half-Sage realm or Sage realm super expert?
Ye Chuan was overwhelmed with shock as he understood that he was still underestimating the power behind Dark Underworld Emissary. This invisible opponent was far more powerful than Feng Ren and Third Elder Bai Yanhu, even Heavenly Yao Sect’s White Haired Heavenly Empress might not necessarily be his opponent.
“Long Wu……”
“No. Brother Wu……”