Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates
Chapter 273 - 271: Sect Ruins

Chapter 273: Chapter 271: Sect Ruins

"A mere ferocious beast dares to attack me actively, it’s seeking death!" Yan Heng sneered disdainfully, raising his palm to strike at Little White with a terrifying palm wind, like a mountain peak crashing towards Little White.

"This old guy is really strong." Xiao Ye was shocked by Yan Heng until he spat out blood and retreated explosively, pausing mid-air.

However, he didn’t feel discouraged at all; instead, his gaze was firmly fixed on his opponent, his heart tense, ready to make a move at any moment.

Yan Heng didn’t take Little White seriously at all, his cold gaze turning to Xiao Ye: "Kid, no one can save you today!"

"Old man, you better take care of yourself first," Xiao Ye said with a hint of mockery on his face.

Just as Xiao Ye’s words fell, the surrounding void trembled, and the sound of breaking through the air intensified.

"What!"

Yan Heng was startled, turning to look in shock, only to see Little White’s body enlarging with the wind, transforming into a ferocious giant beast two meters tall, slamming fiercely against his palm wind.

Boom!

Before Yan Heng could react, Little White had already broken through his attack, slashing him with a claw, and the terrifying force poured out like a flood from a mountain.

"Ah!"

Yan Heng screamed in pain, his figure retreating explosively, a bloody hole clawed out by Little White on his chest, blood spraying, the intense pain enveloping his entire body, making him gasp in shock.

"What the hell kind of ferocious beast is this!" Yan Heng was incredibly shocked.

He knew that even a casual strike from him could slap a Sixth Transition Xuanwu Martial Artist to death.

Immediately after, Yan Heng became furious.

Being a clan elder of the Yan Family and possessing a Mid Stage Eighth Transition Xuanwu Cultivation, he had been wounded by a ferocious beast due to his carelessness, which was an unimaginable humiliation.

"Die!" Yan Heng mobilized his power, temporarily sealing the wound on his chest, and shot towards Little White, preparing to strike.

Little White also sensed that Yan Heng was not easy to deal with, and was on high alert.

At that moment, a rich sense of crisis made Yan Heng’s scalp tingle, his pupils shrinking violently.

Boom!

The sky changed color as a terrifying Sword Light of a thousand zhang came sweeping across, pulling straight rifts in the void, slashing towards Yan Heng.

Without saying more, it was Xiao Ye taking the opportunity to make a move, holding the Flame Saber, unleashing Blood Battle Eight Directions.

"This kid actually had a backup plan!" Yan Heng felt a chill in his heart.

In the previous clash, Xiao Ye was completely at a disadvantage, yet he had not used Blood Battle Eight Directions, probably foreseeing this moment, aiming to trap and kill him.

"Old man, you go die first!"

Xiao Ye roared, three Xuandan erupting simultaneously, causing the Sword Light to surge again, shockingly reaching twelve hundred zhang, with unstoppable sword aura piercing through the Nine Heavens, pushing the attack to its extreme.

The enhancement of Xiao Ye’s power correspondingly increased the might of Blood Battle Eight Directions.

Boom!

In almost a blink of an eye, Xiao Ye’s Sword Light had already struck Yan Heng.

"Little bastard, how dare you ambush me!" Yan Heng roared furiously, mobilizing all his power, forming a defense, attempting to block this peak strike from Xiao Ye.

But first, Xiao Ye’s attack was a sneak attack, his speed was inevitably a bit slower, and second, the power of Xiao Ye’s strike was terrifying enough to kill a martial artist in the early stages of the Eighth Transition Xuanwu, posing a threat to those in the mid-stages.

Shoo!

Yan Heng screamed again, an arm accompanied by a blaze of blood shot up into the sky, and Yan Heng himself smashed into the ground like a meteor.

Xiao Ye gasped for breath, this strike had exhausted all his power, leaving his three Xuandan dim and lightless.

Yan Heng’s strength was indeed terrifying, even with the perfectly timed sneak attack and consecutive strikes, he had only managed to severely injure his opponent.

"Little White, let’s go!" Xiao Ye waved his hand, the enlarged Little White leapt, carrying Xiao Ye on his back, and fled towards the distance.

After a while, the ground trembled violently.

Yan Heng, covered in blood, burst into the sky, his hair turned red entirely, his eyes blood-red. After not finding Xiao Ye’s figure, he roared madly into the sky.

"Little bastard, I, Yan Heng, vow not to rest until I have killed you!"

...

After enlarging, Little White was two meters tall, looking imposing. Carrying Xiao Ye, they escaped for half an hour before gradually slowing down.

Across the vast land, Little White kept a sharp lookout around, while Xiao Ye took the opportunity to recover his Cultivation and adjust his injuries.

"Little White, thanks to you this time." Three days later, Xiao Ye opened his eyes, spirited, stood up, and patted Little White’s head.

If it weren’t for Little White diverting Yan Heng’s attention this time, he would’ve undoubtedly died, plus Little White’s current strength could indeed contend with a martial artist at the Late Stage of Seventh Transition Xuanwu, the Primordial Stones he spent on Little White had finally paid off.

Thinking of the huge gap between himself and Yan Heng, Xiao Ye’s mood became somewhat heavy.

He managed to severely injure Yan Heng this time by concealing his true strength. But what about next time?

Besides, he hasn’t encountered the descendants of the Eighteen Great Families yet. It’s possible that they have already found the heavy treasure. He urgently needs to increase his strength to contend with those people.

"It seems I need to find some treasures to enhance my cultivation, including Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures for refining the Ten Thousand Refining Golden Body. I’ve only found one so far." Xiao Ye thought to himself and signaled Little White to search in the direction of the treasures.

Not long after, Little White stretched out its paw pointing in a certain direction.

"Let’s go!"

Xiao Ye soared into the sky, taking the shrunken form of Little White, and flew swiftly.

Half an hour passed, and the martial artists around Xiao Ye gradually became more numerous, all flying forward.

"Hmm?" Xiao Ye frowned slightly.

Relying on Little White’s senses, he knew there were treasures ahead, but what kind of treasure might it be?

Consequently, Xiao Ye stopped a young man to ask.

"It’s you!" the young man exclaimed in slight surprise, recognizing Xiao Ye.

In fact, Xiao Ye, who came from the Endless Sea, dared to oppose the Yan Family of the Eighteen Great Families of Xingyun Kingdom, which he greatly admired.

After exchanging names, the young man named Wang Hu said, "Brother Xiao, about two hundred miles ahead, someone just discovered a Hidden Medicine Pavilion. It contains many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. I was just about to head there when I heard the news."

"Hidden Medicine Pavilion!" Xiao Ye’s body shook, and his eyes emitted a sharp glint.

He had only found the Hundred-year-old Stone Milk for cultivating the Ten Thousand Refining Golden Body and was in dire need of other Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

"Maybe in that Hidden Medicine Pavilion, there are Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures that could boost my cultivation!" Xiao Ye’s gaze was intense, truly so as if running into a pillow while sleepy.

"Brother Xiao, how about we go there together?" Wang Hu suggested with a smile.

Xiao Ye nodded, and the two proceeded to fly forward while talking.

Through their conversation, Xiao Ye learned that this young man, Wang Hu, came from an intermediate force in the Xingyun Kingdom and had achieved the Sixth Transition Xuanwu Late Stage in cultivation. He was quite decent among the younger generation, but still far from comparable to the descendants of the Eighteen Great Families.

At the same time, Xiao Ye received unexpected news from Wang Hu.

"Brother Xiao, you probably don’t know, but the descendants of the Eighteen Great Families didn’t enter here alone. They brought a large number of martial artists from the Xuanwu Realm. As soon as they entered, they disappeared from sight," Wang Hu whispered.

Xiao Ye was intrigued; he had already guessed this point, yet what was the purpose of those people?

"I heard that this place is not just any Void Martial Realm cave dwelling, but rather the ruins of a powerful Sect within the Xingyun Kingdom that had been destroyed. The descendants of the Eighteen Great Families knew this and brought a large number of subordinates to compete for the treasured relics."

"Where we are now is just the outer area of this world. The Eighteen Great Families dispatched many people to sweep the perimeter, but even more people followed their descendants into the center to snatch the treasures," Wang Hu explained.

"The ruins of a Sect, just as I suspected!" Xiao Ye nodded inwardly.

From a mysterious Duel Arena, Xiao Ye had already sensed this, and now it was fully confirmed.

After all, how could a Void Martial Realm expert possess so many treasures, and still make the Eighteen Great Families so envious?

"Brother Wang, do you know where the central area of this world is? What kind of heavy treasure are they trying to snatch?" Xiao Ye inquired.

Wang Hu shook his head with a wry smile: "Brother Xiao, you think too highly of me. I don’t know this; I heard it from someone else."

"Well, thank you, Brother Wang," Xiao Ye expressed his gratitude.

If not for Wang Hu, he would still be kept in the dark.

As for the location of the center, he could only rely on Little White’s senses. If that still didn’t work, he might as well capture a martial artist from the Eighteen Great Families and interrogate them.

Xiao Ye composed himself and flew towards the front.

Right now, he needed to focus on the Hidden Medicine Pavilion; after all, without sufficient strength, even if he found the central location, he wouldn’t be qualified to compete with the Eighteen Great Families.

Two hours later, a massive palace appeared in Xiao Ye’s field of vision, towering majestically above the land, exuding a sense of age as if it had withstood thousands of years.

Above the gate of the palace, a plaque reading "Hidden Medicine Pavilion" hung, as if sitting amongst a Sect.

From a distance, Xiao Ye could smell a refreshing fragrance.

Meanwhile, numerous martial artists continuously dived down, rushing into the palace, looking very excited.

"Brother Xiao, this Hidden Medicine Pavilion is filled with power prohibitions. To obtain the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, it still relies on one’s own strength," Wang Hu said.

Xiao Ye clicked his tongue in wonder; the palace had stood for so long, yet the power prohibition still existed, showing that the Sect of this world was indeed extraordinary.

"We need to act quickly, otherwise it won’t be long before the forces of the Eighteen Great Families from the outer area come over to compete," Wang Hu reminded, his expression turning angry as he mentioned the Eighteen Great Families, clearly having suffered at their hands.

"Alright!" Xiao Ye nodded. Before his strength increased, he naturally did not want to encounter people from the Yan Family.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

The two dived down, heading towards the Hidden Medicine Pavilion.