Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 370 - 367: Small Transmission Array

Chapter 370: Chapter 367: Small Transmission Array

Boom!

The fist strength of the Heavenly Evil King collided with the half-transparent blade of soul power. Both were annihilated, but the resulting shockwave of soul energy sent the Heavenly Evil King flying backward.

And in that instant as his body was sent flying, Zi Yuqing also struck the Heavenly Evil King’s back with a palm, emitting a sound like a drumroll.

Pfft!

The Heavenly Evil King spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and retreated dozens of meters.

"Damn it."

A flicker of unwillingness shone in his eyes. The Heavenly Evil King was somewhat irritated; he had underestimated the power of Ye Xuan’s soul blade, which was why he was caught off guard and injured by Zi Yuqing from behind. Otherwise, her palm wouldn’t have been able to hit him at all.

He had been quite confident of his invincibility, but now that he was injured, the situation was different, and moreover, the strong from the Evil Moon Cave he brought with him were heavily wounded or killed, no longer able to fight.

Among the enemies, aside from Zi Yuqing, Ye Xuan was also very thorny, unfathomable.

If not careful, they would be annihilated one by one by their opponents.

"Retreat!"

Making a decisive decision, the Heavenly Evil King waved his hand and, leading the remaining strong of the Evil Moon Cave, fled in the direction they had come from.

The group from the Evil Moon Cave quickly made a disgraceful retreat.

Ye Xuan sheathed his sword without any intention to pursue. The Black Market’s five men had also suffered, with one dead and two injured, paying a heavy price.

Ao Wuchang had sustained minor injuries and looked at Ye Xuan discontentedly, saying in a deep voice, "Liu Xuan, if it weren’t for you hiding your strength at the beginning, we wouldn’t have lost an Elder. Are you really sincerely cooperating with us, or do you intend to wear us down deliberately to gain an extra ten percent of the Spirit Crystals?"

Hearing this, Ye Xuan’s expression remained unchanged; he even slowly curled the corners of his mouth, looking at Ao Wuchang as he said indifferently, "Do I need you to teach me how to do things? Who do you think you are?"

Ye Xuan had been tolerating this person for a long time, ignoring him did not mean he hadn’t noticed; Ao Wuchang had been incessantly annoying.

"What did you say?"

Ao Wuchang’s eyes darkened, and his face turned ugly. He hadn’t expected Ye Xuan to dare say such things to his face, and his tone showed no regard for him, displaying extreme contempt.

"Are your ears not working?"

Ye Xuan’s eyelids lifted slightly.

"You’re seeking death!"

Enraged, Ao Wuchang drew his long knife and, with a furious shout, viciously slashed towards Ye Xuan.

"Ao Wuchang!"

Seeing that Ao Wuchang had really acted without a word of disagreement, Zi Yuqing also hurriedly tried to stop him, but her reprimand was ineffective. Ao Wuchang had been displeased with Ye Xuan for a long time on their journey, and his attack was filled with fury, so naturally, he wouldn’t easily back down.

However, Ye Xuan remained unflustered by Ao Wuchang’s sudden strike, no ripples in his eyes. Only when the knife’s edge was about to hit did Ye Xuan move his hand. His left hand, wearing the Snow Silkworm Gloves, snatched the blade lightning-fast and then his right palm struck Ao Wuchang’s chest.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Struck by Ye Xuan’s palm, Ao Wuchang spat out blood, retreating in quick succession.

"Damn you, beast!"

Ao Wuchang grew even more angered, ignoring his injuries to charge forward again, but this time Ye Xuan acted even faster. First, he struck him with another palm that made him spit blood and retreat, then with lightning speed, grabbed Ao Wuchang, locking his throat instantly.

Ye Xuan’s grip tightened on Ao Wuchang’s throat, a surge of great strength welling up. At the same time, a fierce killing intent shot from Ye Xuan’s eyes. This intent, empowered by his soul power, radiated outward as if piercing into Ao Wuchang’s forehead like a sharp knife.

"You dare kill me?"

Feeling the tangible killing intent emanating from Ye Xuan, Ao Wuchang’s face drastically changed. He was intimidated by this intent, but on the surface, he still tried to appear fierce as he shouted at Ye Xuan.

"Why wouldn’t I dare?"

Ye Xuan pointed a finger at Ao Wuchang’s Dantian, dispersing the demonic power he was secretly gathering, and then with a heave, lifted Ao Wuchang entirely off the ground.

"You..."

Choking under Ye Xuan’s tight grip, Ao Wuchang’s face turned red. He tried to muster his demonic power to fight Ye Xuan desperately, but his body was utterly feeble. All his demonic power seemed as if it had been frozen; under the pressure released by Ye Xuan, it stood no chance at all.

"Young Master Liu, although Ao Wuchang is arrogant, he is ultimately one of our Black Market’s people. Please, for the sake of this young lady, spare his life."

Seeing this, Zi Yuqing slightly furrowed her brow and felt compelled to speak. Although she too disliked Ao Wuchang, he was a talent of the Black Market. If he died by Ye Xuan’s hand, not only would she be blameable, but it would also greatly harm the reputation of the Black Market.

"Rest assured, I had no intention of taking his life. But with such a reckless temperament, he would soon lose his life to someone else if not disciplined."

Seeing that the timing was right, Ye Xuan let go of his hand, tossing Ao Wuchang aside. Ao Wuchang in himself was trivial, but Ye Xuan did not wish to offend the Black Market. With enough foes as it was, making enemies without reason was unwise.

After all, Ao Wuchang was merely insolent, not deserving of death.

"Many thanks."

Zi Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief. After the recent battle, she had expended much of her energy, and Ye Xuan’s strength appeared unfathomable, most likely not yet fully exerted. To conflict with Ye Xuan now would undoubtedly be a foolish decision, as it would not only remove a capable ally but also needlessly create a formidable enemy.

"Now only five of us remain. There are roughly four hundred thousand Spirit Crystals here. If each person takes twenty percent, what do you think?"

Zi Yuqing approached the center of the Array. With a flick of her wrist, she broke the Array, and immediately a mighty surge of Spiritual Energy swept out. Moisture suddenly filled the air, as if a light rain was about to fall.

Ye Xuan had no objections to this Spirit Crystals splitting scheme. Although he had exerted himself in the recent fight, the Black Market had also suffered substantial losses. An equal division of the Spirit Crystals seemed fair.

Upon counting, there were slightly more than three hundred eighty thousand Spirit Crystals within the Array. Divided among five people, each would receive seventy-six thousand — not a small sum for anyone present, amounting to a considerable fortune.

Such an abundance of Spirit Crystals, providing energy, could likely be enough for Ye Xuan to advance to the Seventh Grade Martial Sect realm.

Of course, refining so many Spirit Crystals was not an easy task.

Zi Yuqing had originally intended to allocate more Spirit Crystals to Ye Xuan, but he had refused from the outset. Thinking he would not want more now, she did not bother to ask again.

After dividing the Spirit Crystals, everyone rested on the spot. Except for Ye Xuan and Zi Yuqing, the others had all sustained injuries to varying degrees. Having just divided the treasures, this was the ideal time to rest and heal. Only after regaining their strength could they continue to the next location.

Roughly two hours later, most had recovered from their injuries.

"Let’s go!"

After the healing was done, Zi Yuqing gestured, and the group set off once more, heading in the direction opposite the palace where the Heavenly Evil King and his people had come from. The other direction was where Ye Xuan and his group had initially entered. The entrance was sealed; leaving through the original entryway would be quite difficult.

Exiting the palace, the path ahead was winding and complex. Soon, the group arrived at a circular plaza riddled with ruins. In the center of the plaza, a golden ritual altar remained.

Around the altar was an Array, and as Ye Xuan approached, he felt a bizarre fluctuation — a spatial disturbance.

Space Power.

If asked what the most wonderful power in this world was, the power of space would undoubtedly be the best answer. Even Ye Xuan from his previous life, as a revered Martial God, could not claim to have completely mastered this power. Space Power was indescribably mysterious and elusive.

"This appears to be a minor Transmission Array."

Ye Xuan caught the faintest of distortions within the fluctuations and revealed a pensive expression.

Transmission Arrays were categorized by the distance they could teleport: small, medium, and large. Minor ones could only transport over short spatial distances. For long-distance teleportation, or even space traversal, a larger Transmission Array would be required. This Ancient Cave Mansion obviously didn’t possess an artifact of that level.

"It seems the Heavenly Evil King and his group must have used this Transmission Array to teleport elsewhere," surmised Zi Yuqing, upon reaching the golden altar. She could discern traces of recent use around it. Most likely, the previous people who had used the Transmission Array were the Heavenly Evil King and his group.

The altar, overgrown with moss and exuding an ancient aura, had once been covered in complex runes. But now, with the passage of time, those runes had almost faded to invisibility. Still, Ye Xuan could vaguely sense the remnants of energy lingering upon it.

"Blast it, the mechanism to activate the Array has been destroyed,"

an Elder from the Black Market discovered the activation point for the Array, but its mechanism had been deliberately wrecked. The previous visitors did not want others to be able to activate the Array.

"The activation mechanisms for this Array can’t just be in one place. Keep looking, we’re bound to find something," said Ye Xuan, shaking his head. He was well-informed about minor Transmission Arrays and began to search the altar. Shortly, he found another mechanism button.

Hum.

Upon Ye Xuan activating the mechanism, the mossy altar suddenly trembled to life. The once dim Array Patterns beneath their feet lit up, and the twisting light enveloped and consumed the figures of the five, wrapping them within.

Space twisted and morphed, and the light, growing more distorted, gradually vanished the five figures from the Array, teleporting them away from the area.