Chapter 2323 - 2324: The Black Temple

Yang Fei followed Mei Suizi, moving as swiftly as the wind,

However, he quickly sensed that Mei Suizi's speed was also quite fast.

Mei Suizi seemed to be carried by a vehicle like a sports car, moving at high speed.

Yang Fei simply slowed down his pace, trailing Mei Suizi, proceeding neither hurriedly nor slowly.

Mei Suizi's location exited Xijing, then advanced about twenty kilometers more before stopping.

This was already the outskirts of Xijing, where he could see lush greenery and a small amount of farmland, though it was already considered rural.

Xijing is one of the world's most prosperous civil cities, where every inch of land is precious.

To be farming in the outskirts of Xijing is not for ordinary rural people; they are either high-ranking government officials or large tycoons.

People of Sang Country have a heavy fondness for idyllic scenery.

For many wealthy individuals, owning a piece of quality farmland in the expensive outskirts of Xijing and farming it is not only soothing but also a symbol of status.

Yang Fei saw luxurious villas lined up one after another, interspersed with idyllic scenes, water wheels, and clear springs, and he couldn't help but spit.

"A bunch of pretentious things."

He had already sensed Mei Suizi's location and walked slowly to the entrance of a villa.

The tall villa doors, the majestic white jade gate tower, entwined with wisteria flowers, conveyed an ancient, weathered charm.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and two rows of men in black rushed out.

Numerous dark gun barrels aimed at Yang Fei as if facing a formidable enemy.

Yang Fei even discovered at first glance snipers in two nearby vantage points, with sniper rifles targeting his head.

Yang Fei couldn't help but smile; it seemed the enemy didn't understand him.

At his realm, these ordinary firearms were already useless to Yang Fei.

Just then, a woman wearing a black long dress gracefully stepped out.

Over her head, she held a delicate cherry blossom-colored parasol, her face shrouded in a black shadow.

With Yang Fei's eyesight, he couldn't clearly see her face but instinctively felt she was stunningly beautiful.

The woman's face bore a sweet smile, yet her eyes were extremely cold.

"Master Yang, what an honor to have you visit. Yingzi is indeed grateful. Please come inside; our elder has been waiting for a long time."

Yang Fei stood still, his eyes cold.

"Where is Mei Suizi? Where have you taken her?"

Yingzi smiled slightly, a trace of ridicule flashed through her eyes.

"I know of Master Yang's divine skills, but under the sniper rifles of two snipers and surrounded by a group of gunmen, Master Yang should best behave."

Under the powerful firearms of modern civilization, Yingzi didn't believe that anyone could dodge bullets.

Her words carried a few hints of arrogance.

The two rows of gunmen detected Yingzi's intention, and the dark barrels of rifles aimed at Yang Fei, fingers on triggers, ready to fire.

Yang Fei couldn't help but sigh; it seemed the worldly people's understanding of true cultivators of the law was superficial.

This kind of formation wasn't even enough to deal with cultivators at the Qi Cultivation Stage, let alone intimidate Yang Fei.

Yang Fei coldly hummed, his eyes maliciously fixed on Yingzi.

"Who gives you such confidence? Just these few broken guns?"

"Sorry, I don't like people aiming guns at my head when they speak."

As he spoke, he unleashed the Power of Myriad Realms, and suddenly, two bolts of lightning descended from the sky, with a loud boom.

The two snipers at nine o'clock and eleven o'clock positions instantly turned into balls of fire, dying without even a scream.

One thought summons thunder!

The power of Heavenly Thunder left the woman and the two rows of men in black pale with fright.

Almost simultaneously, the two rows of men in black aimed their guns at Yang Fei, ready to pull the trigger.

Yang Fei casually waved his hand, and two gusts of whirlwind surged, carrying thousands of long swords, charging to both sides.

"Ah!"

More than a dozen men in black, yet to fire, were swept by the whirlwind.

These men were shredded by the Wind Decaying Myriad Swords within the whirlwind, leaving the ground bloody and chaotic, blood flowing like rivers.

Yingzi was immediately stupefied and dumbstruck, losing her composure.

This person's power had already exceeded the limits of human understanding.

Whether it was the thunder descending from the sky or the gusting whirlwind, Yingzi couldn't comprehend such overwhelming destructive force.

Yang Fei stood amidst the bloody chaos, his face calm and indifferent, as if he had done something trivial.

"Now, can we talk properly? I will ask you again, where is Mei Suizi?"

Seeing such a terrifying scene, Yingzi trembled, no longer hiding anything.

"Mei Suizi has been possessed by Elder Sato; she dared to destroy Elder Sato's Soul Imprint, and now she has been sent to the temple."

Yang Fei's expression turned sharp as he calmly said.

"Mei Suizi is someone I saved; if she loses even a hair, I will wipe out the entire Sato family."

As he spoke, he grabbed Yingzi's neck and strode toward the Sato family.

Yingzi's black parasol fell to the ground, revealing a fair and delicate face.

However, this face showed no beauty, as fear twisted and contorted her entire expression.

Yang Fei had just entered the gate when a row of samurai wielding long swords charged toward him.

Their swords gleamed like snow, exuding a formidable killing intent; their Martial Arts almost reached the Middle Stage of Danjin.

Ten years ago, this would have been a formidable force.

But now, these people were nothing more than ants to Yang Fei.

Yingzi in Yang Fei's grip screamed desperately.

"Retreat immediately, run away."

But it was already too late; Yang Fei waved his hand again, another whirlwind of Wind Decaying Myriad Swords swept forth.

As many as eleven Danjin Grandmasters were instantly shredded into pieces, dead on the spot.

Yingzi in Yang Fei's grip was practically mad.

"You demon, kill me."

Yang Fei laughed coldly, ignoring her, a hand clutching her neck, continuing to move inside.

Yang Fei casually slaughtered several more groups of people, his Divine Thought locked onto Mei Suizi's location, bypassing the villa, rushing to the back.

Behind the villa, densely populated cherry trees, branches, and leaves lush, blossoms flourished, vibrant.

However, amidst this profusion of cherry blossoms, there stood a solitary black temple, eerily sinister.

Yang Fei furrowed his brow; he could sense the dense eerie atmosphere within the temple, simultaneously concealing deadly danger.

Yang Fei's Divine Sense locked onto Mei Suizi's location; she was inside that solitary temple.

Yingzi was initially extremely terrified, but upon seeing the solitary temple, she instead calmed down.

Her big eyes glared fiercely at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei casually tossed her aside and barged into the temple.

Yingzi never expected she wouldn't be killed and was greatly surprised.

Her hateful eyes watched Yang Fei's figure enter the temple as she venomously said.

"You seek your own death; the elder will definitely not spare you."