Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates
Chapter 335 - 333 - Die once and show me

Chapter 335: Chapter 333 - Die once and show me

"Little White, do you know the whereabouts of that green-robed man?" Xiao Ye hurriedly asked.

He came to the Ye Alliance only to unexpectedly learn about Xiao Teng’s whereabouts, and his heart became even more anxious. Judging from the situation, Xiao Teng’s circumstances would be dire; danger could strike at any moment. How could he not be worried?

"Whimper!"

Little White cried out and at the same time, extended its chubby paw, pointing towards its nostrils.

Xiao Ye’s heart loosened; he had almost forgotten that Little White’s perception was particularly keen, capable of remembering the scent of others and able to follow it.

"Xiao Teng, my kin in the Endless Sea has been captured, and I must rescue him now. Let’s catch up when I return, I need to take Little White with me first." Xiao Ye didn’t have time to explain further. He grabbed Little White and instantly vanished from the hall with astonishing speed.

"This...?" Long Chen was greatly shocked by Xiao Ye’s words, reminding him of the green-robed man from a month ago.

"It’s terrible, the one captured by that green-robed man was Xiao Ye’s kin!" Long Chen’s expression changed dramatically; that day, he had even stopped Little White from pursuing.

If he had known earlier, he would have saved his kin at any cost, but now it was too late. All they could do was pray that Xiao Teng was unharmed.

"Lord Long Chen, have we heard that the leader of the Ye Alliance has returned?" At that moment, a large group of martial artists of various appearances walked into the hall, their eyes fervently scanning around.

The leader of the Ye Alliance had always been a mysterious existence in their minds, they were very curious about what kind of person could make even Long Chen bow in respect.

"The leader had to leave due to urgent matters. The whole city is now under martial law; all martial artists from the Ye Alliance outside are commanded to return." Long Chen suppressed his anxiety and calmly issued one order after another.

With Little White gone, if enemies attack, it would spell trouble, so he had to make preparations in advance.

...

After leaving Molten Lava City, Little White grew larger, swiftly carrying Xiao Ye towards the east, while flaring its nostrils, working hard to discern the scent of the green-robed man.

"Unexpectedly, Little White has advanced to the Void Martial Realm, truly worthy of being left by the Empress; I wonder where Little White’s limit lies." Xiao Ye thought of the aura Little White had emitted just now, still very much astonished.

A year ago when he and Little White had parted, Little White was only around the Seventh Transition Xuanwu Realm; its progression speed was much faster than even his, who possessed the Time Tower.

Such terrifying improvement in just a year, it seemed Little White must have devoured numerous Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

"Xiao Teng, you must hang in there, I will definitely rescue you!" Xiao Ye suppressed the urgency in his heart, allowing Little White to continue flying.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed. Little White carried Xiao Ye across myriad mountains and valleys, finally arriving at a vast, desolate desert, where wild winds howled and the dust filled the sky, creating a gloomy, uninhabited scene.

"That green-robed man is in this desert?" Xiao Ye frowned slightly, his expression growing incredibly solemn.

Little White had truly advanced to the Void Martial Realm; its flying speed was even faster than Xiao Ye’s.

With Little White’s speed, Xiao Ye estimated that in these ten days, they had flown about eighty thousand miles, still within the boundaries of the Xingyun Kingdom, which made him sigh with relief.

After all, if they encountered dangers he couldn’t fend off, he could still use his identity as a member of the Genius Camp to deter the opponents. But if they were outside of the Xingyun Kingdom, that identity might be useless.

Swoosh!

Little White continued following the scent and flew. Xiao Ye stood on Little White’s back, looking out to see a vast expanse of golden sand dunes undulating and disappearing at the horizon, incredibly lonely, with nothing peculiar in sight.

Boom!

Suddenly, Xiao Ye felt the void around tremble. A streak of light flew out from the desert like a long spear, emitting a chilling brilliance, whistling towards Little White.

"People!"

Xiao Ye leaped into the air, shattering that streak of light with a strike while his sharp gaze turned towards the desert below. Such stealthy attacks were somewhat hard to guard against and were capable of killing a Seventh Transition Xuanwu martial artist.

But whether it was Xiao Ye or Little White, both had already far surpassed this level.

Rumble!

The next moment, the desert below vehemently shook, then streams of light, like a rain of light, soared skyward, all stabbing towards Xiao Ye.

"Ten Thousand Refining Golden Body!"

Xiao Ye bellowed, his body releasing an unmatched golden radiance, resembling a golden War God. The streams of light struck Xiao Ye’s body, making a ’ding ding’ sound, blocked from penetrating.

"Come out!"

Xiao Ye dove downwards, palms thrusting forward with horrifying power, like a mountain peak thunderously smashing onto the desert below.

Rumble!

A deafening explosion erupted; the desert blew apart, and dust mixed with splattered flesh flew about.

When the dust settled, around ten mutilated corpses clad in green robes lay before Xiao Ye.

Swoosh!

At the same time, another figure in a green robe was fleeing towards the distance.

"Where do you think you’re going!" Xiao Ye took a step forward, his vast power transforming into a giant hand, directly grabbing the green-robed man back.

"Daring to intrude on the territory of the Nine Nether Sect and injure the people of the Nine Nether Sect, you are dead for sure," the green-robed man, his eyes flickering like ghostly flames, viciously cursed.

"Hmph!"

For such a person, Xiao Ye could not bother to say more, and threw the man in the green robe to the ground, stepping heavily on his chest.

Crack crack!

The sound of breaking bones rang out, and the man in the green robe screamed in agony, his chest caved in and blood spurted from his mouth.

"Lord, spare my life!" the man in the green robe shouted, truly frightened by Xiao Ye’s decisive killing.

"I ask you, has your Nine Nether Sect recently captured a young man?" Xiao Ye lifted his foot and asked coldly.

The man in the green robe nodded hastily: "Yes, there was a young man who tried to take the Sacred Object, the Nine Nether Fruit of our sect, and was captured by our protector a month ago."

"Nine Nether Fruit!" Xiao Ye’s eyes narrowed, a wave of uncontrollable rage surging in his heart.

"Yan Family, you really play dirty, wait till I return, your Yan Family will be waiting for its doom!"

By now, there was no need for doubt, Little White had followed the man in the green robe’s Qi here, and it was evident that the captured young man was Xiao Teng.

And the Yan family was playing him!

"How is that young man now?" Xiao Ye asked tremblingly.

The man in the green robe hurriedly said: "Today is the day our Nine Nether Sect offers sacrifices to the gods, the Sect Hierarch has him locked in the death cell, prepared to use him as a sacrifice for the gods; the ceremony should be taking place now."

A thrill of joy surged in Xiao Ye’s heart, it seemed he could still make it in time.

Next, Xiao Ye further inquired about other information about the Nine Nether Sect, and the man in the green robe dared not hide anything, spilling it out.

Having gotten the answers he wanted, Xiao Ye killed him with one move, soared into the air, and landed back on Little White.

He came here to rescue Xiao Teng and would not give the enemy any chance to alert others.

"Little White, let’s go!" Xiao Ye urged.

Feeling Xiao Ye’s urgency, Little White growled lowly and increased its speed to the peak, cutting through the heavens.

"The Nine Nether Sect has three Void Martial Realm experts, luckily their cultivation isn’t too strong, along with Little White, I should be able to handle them," Xiao Ye observed his surroundings while recalling the information he had gotten from the man in the green robe who he killed.

The overall strength of the Nine Nether Sect and the Eighteen Great Families of the Xingyun Kingdom was on par, but their peak combat power was much stronger.

But in the Xingyun Kingdom, their reputation is not prominent; it seems they really are a heretic cult.

...

As the sun set in the west, the sky gradually darkened.

And at the very center of an endless desert, there sat a cluster of buildings, surrounded by desert, appearing very mysterious.

"Long live the Nine Nether Sect!"

"Long live the Nine Nether Sect!"

The dark night sky was suddenly shattered by a loud voice, numerous shouts piercing the heavens.

In this area enveloped by darkness, numerous figures prostrated on the ground toward an ancient altar ahead, their eyes burning with fervor.

Standing next to the tall altar were three tall men in green robes, their bodies faintly emanating terrifying power fluctuations.

One of them stepped forward slowly, forming strange hand seals, and muttering phrases.

"Heh... In today’s world, we martial artists should worship the Human Race Four Emperors, and yet you stubbornly indulge in mysticism, conjuring some deity, truly disgusting!" A valiant young man, chained to the thick pillars of the altar, spoke out mockingly.

"How dare you blaspheme the Divine!"

The words of the young man incited anger among all the men in green robes present, with some even preparing to strike with surging power in their hands.

The leading man in the green robe raised his hand, instantly silencing the crowd.

"Pitiful humans, the ancestors of our Nine Nether Sect once witnessed the Divine descending to this world, yet you stubbornly disbelieve," the man in the green robe said slowly, then bowed to the altar.

"Great Divine, this young man is strong and has already reached the Mystic Martial, I offer him to serve You, hoping You will bless our Nine Nether Sect to thrive forever."

The man in the green robe stood up, reached out his hand, and immediately someone came forward and handed him a sharp long knife.

The atmosphere became solemn.

Looking at the man in the green robe holding the long knife and slowly walking toward him, the young man looked up at the sky, tears suddenly streaming down his eyes.

"Dad, your son was foolish in his youth, leaving the Yulan Domain and hasn’t returned since, I can only repay your kindness in the next life."

"Hopefully, I have now cleared the wrongs committed by my father, and our people will no longer trouble him," the young man murmured to himself, becoming calm in the face of death.

His gaze stretched far into the distance, toward the direction of his hometown.

Suddenly, he was slightly startled, as the reflection of a full moon appeared in his pupils.

And beneath that moon, a figure riding a snow-white ferocious beast sped toward this place, a resounding cry that shattered the heavens rolling in.

"Xiao Teng, the mistakes your father Xiao Ba committed, still need a lifetime to repay, die and show it to me!"