Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 621 - 620 Qianye Feng

Chapter 621: Chapter 620 Qianye Feng

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"What’s the rush?!"

Suan San Sheng still bore a villainous expression, like that of a merchant, yet revealed the demeanor of a master as he stepped backward.

With each step he retreated, he pulled out a golden brush from his Storage Ring and began tapping left and right across the cave entrance.

Onlookers could see that as Suan San Sheng’s brush tapped, one golden Rune after another was left on the walls of the Stone Cave.

The Runes were rapidly inscribed, and in the blink of an eye, Suan San Sheng had written a string of Runes on the Stone Cave.

At the same time, the Great Emperor who was charging over had just reached the entrance, still one step away from Suan San Sheng!

"In this world, no one can out-calculate me, and you are no exception."

Suan San Sheng said with a smile, waving his large brush majestically.

"Buzz!"

A humming sound like that of a high-voltage current emanated from the entrance of the cave, and then suddenly, with a flash of light, a Spell barrier emerged out of thin air like an Energy Shield, completely sealing the entrance.

"Open for me!"

A flash of cold light shone in the Emperor’s eyes. How could he let his prey slip away? Without a second thought, he threw a punch directly at the energy shield created by Suan San Sheng’s Array Rune.

"Boom!"

The punch, like a thunderbolt, struck the energy shield, producing a thunderous roar.

In an instant, it was as if the heavens and earth were splitting apart, the entire warehouse seemed to shake.

The roaring sound carried from afar, and as the burning warehouse quaked, a section of the crumbling wall collapsed under the tremors, followed by a cacophony of voices.

At this moment, the entire Thousand Needle Auction House had caught fire, and the auction could not continue. Countless Emperors had left the auction hall and had taken to the streets to watch.

The fire blazed furiously, growing more intense by the moment.

Samadhi True Fire with flammable oil is simply an arsonist’s Divine Artifact.

Even Cultivators of the Emperor Level could not extinguish such a fire.

At this moment, Thousand Needle Auction House had lost its former splendor, as flames aggressively leapt towards the sky.

Underground, the warehouse.

The Emperor struck out with his palm, only to feel thunderous reverberations upon Suan San Sheng’s Rune-protected shield, and with a flash of light, a massive force rebounded back.

With a cry of pain, he staggered backward, his hand feeling as if it had been broken.

"You... Suan San Sheng’s Pen, you are Suan San Sheng!"

The Emperor’s complexion changed drastically as he looked in horror at Suan San Sheng inside the cave.

Suan San Sheng, a figure on par with Sunset Three Laughs in the region of the Arctic, enigmatic in identity, unfathomable in strength, and with movements as mysterious as a phantom.

He was known to travel the world calculating, rumored to be a cunning merchant, but at times, he was more like a bandit.

Not many in the Martial World knew Suan San Sheng personally, but many recognized his Three Lives Pen.

The Three Lives Pen was said to be a Divine Artifact that could conjure various Runes out of thin air and form Arrays, immensely powerful.

It was only a legend before, but today it was witnessed with their own eyes.

"Now that you recognize me, that makes things easier. You all stay here and wait, I’ll be right back." Suan San Sheng laughed heartily, put away his golden brush, and then strolled towards the interior of the cave.

No sooner had Suan San Sheng left, than another group of people arrived at the passageway of the burning warehouse.

"Chairman!"

"Chairman!"

The dozen or so Emperors turned and immediately showed respect.

They saw a tall Martial Artist with seven Treasure Swords on his back, his face grim and aura murderous, approaching.

The chairman of the Thousand Needle Auction House, Qianye Feng, was there to preside over the auction today.

This was supposed to be Thousand Needle Auction House’s once-in-a-century auction, but unexpectedly, such an incident had occurred.

Qianye Feng was very angry, furious!

This was akin to someone defecating on his face!

Thud, thud, thud!

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Heavy footsteps approached. Qianye Feng, clad in fine clothing, casually flicked away a wisp of flame drifting towards him, casting a cold glance at the dozen or so Emperors at the entrance of the cave.

"Worthless."

The icy word left the dozen or so Emperors feeling as if they had been struck hard, their faces turned red, their blood boiling, nearly spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

"This subordinate deserves death, please forgive us, President!"

At that moment, the dozen or so Emperors, terrified, immediately knelt on the ground, their heads touching the floor, begging for mercy without daring to say another word or even raise their heads.

"Are you trying to tell me that inside this cave is a God who has descended to the mortal world?" Qianye Feng stood before them, exuding an indescribable aura of nobility and supremacy.

The Emperors were stunned, sweat dripping from their foreheads.

A God?

How could it be a God? Qianye Feng was scolding them for their incompetence.

"It is Sunset Three Laughs, and an Earthling."

One of the Emperors hastened to say.

"Sunset Three Laughs? An Earthling?" A cold light flashed in Qianye Feng’s eyes: "And this stopped all dozen of you outside?"

"President, calm your anger, that Sunset Three Laughs is extremely powerful, his Sunset Pen writes Array Runes that are nearly indecipherable. We... we..."

"Do you just plan to stand here, waiting for the Rune Array to dissipate on its own?" Qianye Feng suddenly stepped forward before the Emperor could finish.

Boom!

It was as if a giant wave crashed against rock, the Emperor was crushed to the ground by an overwhelming pressure, all limbs sprawled.

"Or perhaps, you intend to shatter that Rune Array with your stares?"

Qianye Feng’s voice grew even sharper.

No sooner had his words fallen, the dozen Emperors got up and, disregarding their own safety, began to fiercely attack the Array Formation Shield at the entrance of the cave.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Emperors’ attacks couldn’t break through the shield, only causing ripples like waves against it, creating deafening roars.

Meanwhile, deep in the cave.

Lin Hao had already entered a stone room.

It was akin to those bank vaults on Earth, the stone room contained many hidden compartments, all of which were locked.

Lin Hao had arrived first and had already tried several compartments.

But these compartments were made of special materials, and surprisingly, could not be opened.

"Can’t open it? Flabbergasted, aren’t you? Wait till you’re even more flabbergasted." Sunset Three Laughs’ voice came from behind.

Lin Hao did not turn back, but Sunset Three Laughs walked in on his own, hardly paying Lin Hao any heed.

He glanced around the room, as familiar with it as though it were his own home, and skillfully located one of the hidden compartments.

Once again, Sunset Three Laughs brought out his pen, touching it lightly on the compartment.

A light flashed, and the compartment opened on its own!

Lin Hao was stunned, but Sunset Three Laughs paid him no attention.

After the compartment opened, he leaned forward cautiously and excitedly, pulling something out from it.

It seemed to be the skin of some animal, or perhaps of a member of some ancient tribe.

It looked very old.

There were some diagrams on it, resembling either documents or a map.

Sunset Three Laughs pocketed the skin, exceedingly thrilled, then turned to leave.

"I own half."

In a flash, Lin Hao was standing in front of Sunset Three Laughs, wearing a cold smirk.

Sunset Three Laughs chuckled, pointing behind him: "Inside this stone room, everything is a treasure. I’m only taking one thing, the rest is all yours. How does that sound? I’ve never made such a loss in a deal before."

The rest?

Lin Hao couldn’t open any of those compartments!

"What do you think?" Without a second thought, Lin Hao directly blocked the entrance.