"Alright."
Chen Yang nodded in agreent, and then Wang Qingyue got out of the car and left.
Watching Wang Qingyue return to the tavern, Chen Yang also stepped on the gas and left the county town, heading back to Liuhua Village.
By the ti he got ho, it was already dark.
Chen Yang planned to make sothing simple to eat and then go to the backyard to enhance his power.
During this period, he had been diligently practicing the Triple Slash Sword Technique, achieving considerable improvent.
Mastering the Triple Slash Sword Technique was almost within reach, which is why he was so invested.
"I’ve yet to fully grasp the Triple Slash Sword Technique and I’m already this formidable. If I complete it and learn the third slash, the power will surely be terrifying."
With anticipation in his heart, Chen Yang went to the kitchen to make sothing to fill his stomach.
Then he imrsed himself in the power enhancent.
He didn’t know how much ti had passed when suddenly, while earnestly practicing his swordsmanship, he sensed sothing!
There was a powerful and extrely unstable aura quickly approaching from the northeast direction!
Although a cultivator in the Spirit Gathering Realm has strong sensory abilities, they typically don’t exceed a twenty-ter range. His capability to sense over such a long distance was due to the entire Liuhua Village and the surroundings being within his formation.
There’s certainly a connection between the formation and the one who sets it up.
He would naturally sense imdiately if soone intruded into the formation.
However, the sensation was not very distinct; he could only approximately identify that soone had intruded and couldn’t completely ascertain who they were.
"At least mid-Spirit Gathering Realm power."
With soone suddenly charging in aggressively, Chen Yang certainly wouldn’t just sit at ho and wait for defeat.
His figure instantly vanished from the backyard, rushing with great speed in the direction of the aura.
The northeast direction leads to the county town; the terrain there is quite flat, and there are roads, making Chen Yang’s dash swift.
In a mont, he left Liuhua Village and arrived at a small forest.
"Ao Min?"
Standing in the forest, Chen Yang saw from a distance Ao Min, severely injured, heading towards him.
His clothes were tattered, several wounds on his body still bleeding, and he was extrely weak.
It was clear he had just been through a fierce battle.
"Chen... Chen Yang brother." Ao Min’s dull and lifeless eyes noticeably brightened upon seeing Chen Yang.
"What’s happened to you? What transpired, who injured you?" Chen Yang rushed forward, supporting Ao Min while swiftly examining Ao Min’s injuries.
The strength of the Spirit Gathering Realm is quite formidable; without particularly severe injuries, one’s life isn’t usually threatened.
However, Ao Min’s situation at the mont was worrying, with several wounds being extrely serious.
Among them, the one on his lower abdon had even pierced straight through his body, with blood flowing profusely.
"Sothing big happened; I was ambushed on the way..." Ao Min spoke with difficulty, trying to explain the situation to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang interrupted him: "Don’t speak for now; let help stop the bleeding and stabilize the situation first."
Ao Min’s condition was very perilous, and if not addressed imdiately, he might die on the spot. It was imperative to handle the injuries before discussing further matters.
"Sit down for now."
Supporting Ao Min to sit on a nearby stone, Chen Yang quickly took out an elixir from his pocket and gave it to Ao Min.
Ao Min, suffering from depleted vitality and extrely weak.
After swallowing the elixir, he imdiately felt a warm current entering his body, bringing him comfort.
Furthermore, the elixir not only provided comfort but also helped in stopping the bleeding.
After stabilizing the situation slightly, Chen Yang found so herbs nearby, crushed them and applied them smoothly to the wounds, serving as simple dressing.
Having done these, Ao Min’s injuries were barely under control.
After taking the elixir, Ao Min’s aura was much more stable.
"Ao Min, what on earth happened? Where’s the old man?"
This morning, Liu Taoist and Ao Min had set off for Lion Tiger Mountain together, and Chen Yang sensed sothing was amiss, not expecting sothing would really happen.
"We encountered an ambush on the road... The old man got captured." Ao Min spoke with difficulty.
"Ambush? Was it people from Lion Tiger Mountain?"
Chen Yang, alard, imdiately inquired.
"I’m not sure who exactly, but the opponents were strong, at least three people with mid-Spirit Gathering Realm or higher..." Ao Min took a deep breath, continuing.
Three experts with mid-Spirit Gathering Realm and above? That’s a significant force.
"I fought desperately but wasn’t their match. It seed like they intentionally let escape; otherwise, I might not have made it back." Ao Min further explained.
Upon hearing Ao Min’s words, Chen Yang suspected Lion Tiger Mountain first.
For Liu Taoist, who practically had no enemies and being a force capable of sending out three mid-Spirit Gathering Realm experts at once, he really couldn’t think of another force besides Lion Tiger Mountain.
"Ha ha ha, running, I’d like to see where you think you can escape."
Just as Chen Yang finished pondering and was about to ask more, a chilly voice suddenly ca.
Instantly, Chen Yang directed his gaze towards the source of the voice, spotting three mid-Spirit Gathering Realm experts approaching rapidly.
They were nearly afterimages, with ordinary eyesight impossible to catch sight of them.
Only cultivators could see clearly.
"They’re... they’ve co to hunt us down."
Ao Min, seeing those three, imdiately beca agitated.
These were the three who severely injured Ao Min and took the Liu Taoist!
Upon hearing, Chen Yang’s heart surged with murderous intent.
"Hm? How co there’s one more person?"
The three arrived within six or seven ters of Ao Min and Chen Yang within an instant, then stopped.
The man appearing to be the most senior among them, dressed simply with natural authority, furrowed his brows upon noticing Chen Yang, and his aura intensified.
Chen Yang stood up, facing them and observing their situation.
The man in the middle, commanding formidable presence, was a mid-to-late stage Spirit Gathering expert.
The two n beside him were slightly less imposing, but at least mid-Spirit Gathering level.
Three Spirit Gathering experts!
"No matter where he ca from, just take him; our young master has instructed this matter must remain absolutely secret." The man on the left said coldly, with authority.
"Hmph, true enough. Ants, let’s just take them." The man in the center sneered, then released a thunderous thod, his physique instantly active with spiritual energy, and two fierce palms aid straight at Chen Yang’s forehead.
This was ant to kill with a single strike, lethal intent.
"Brother Chen Yang, watch out! His palm technique is ferocious!"
Ao Min exclaid in shock, hurriedly reminding Chen Yang.
In Chen Yang’s heart, killing intent surged. These people were being overly arrogant, injuring Ao Min, capturing Liu Taoist, and now trying to take his life with no further ado.
"Noisy!"
Chen Yang growled, his body rapidly surging with spiritual energy, hands ready with Nirvana Fist, going forward fearlessly.
In a mont, they were entangled in combat within the woods.
The middle-aged man’s martial arts were domineering and fierce, each palm seeming to hold the power to break mountains and shatter rocks.
Moreover, with every palm strike, a faint crackling of thunder could be heard at his fingertips, quite remarkable.
Thundering Palm Strike!
It’s the middle-aged man’s ultimate skill!
No need for excessive moves; each palm strike was a powerful cultivation technique attack.
This kind of technique was sothing Chen Yang was encountering for the first ti.
At initial contact, it felt quite troubleso, but as the battle progressed, he beca increasingly aware of the fierceness of such techniques, as well as so vulnerabilities.
Thus he gradually gained an advantage.
"Against absolute power, even the strongest techniques are futile."
Chen Yang moved with unstoppable force, starting the counterattack, every punch though lacking in technique’s attached force, still carried sonic booms due to sheer power!
The power was evidently imnse.
Bang bang bang...
After several rounds, the middle-aged man began to show disadvantage, even being forced to retreat by Chen Yang, with the last punch almost striking his heart.
The middle-aged man felt overwhelming pressure and imdiately dared not continue fighting, retreating swiftly after a strike and pulling himself to a safe distance, no longer daring a one-on-one engagent.
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