Chapter 477 - 487: An Expert from the Heaven-Burying Sect

Suddenly, Wen Qingye’s eyes sharpened. He glanced at the True Essence Fruit Tree, then grabbed Yann Chuxue’s arm and pulled her behind him.

Yann Chuxue looked on in confusion. ’The Flaming Three-Headed Dog is already grievously wounded,’ she thought. ’What is there to worry about?’

Lei Hao was also quite perplexed. His previous strike had been fierce and domineering, but not enough to kill the Flaming Three-Headed Dog. So why was there no movement?

But in the very next moment!

From within the dust and smoke, a red shadow suddenly erupted, streaking like a flash of light toward the True Essence Fruit Tree.

Everyone subconsciously looked toward the True Essence Fruit Tree. Just then, several black shadows rushed over from the distance, the one in the lead moving the fastest.

"Hahahaha, thank you all for grievously wounding this Flaming Three-Headed Dog for me!"

The leader of the group slowly came to a stop beside the True Essence Fruit Tree and burst into laughter. An unrestrained aura exploded outward, sweeping over them like a monstrous tidal wave on the open sea.

"A Life and Death Realm expert!?"

Seeing the newcomer, everyone’s faces turned pale with fright, and their hearts began to tremble violently.

Wen Qingye’s sharp eyes caught sight of the tattoo on the man’s cuff—a black tattoo. His pupils contracted violently. ’An expert from the Heaven-Burying Sect. So you’ve finally shown yourselves.’

Yann Chuxue glanced at Wen Qingye. ’It seems he sensed the arrival of these experts just now. Such sharp perception. He’s every bit the man I thought he was.’

When Lei Hao saw the man, his expression darkened. "You’re Shan Tong of the Heaven-Burying Sect?" he asked in a low voice.

"Oh? I didn’t expect you to know who I am. Looks like you can die today and go complain to the Underworld about how you were wronged," Shan Tong said, turning his head to smile at Lei Hao. "Don’t worry, you won’t be lonely. Not a single person from your Celestial Profound Sect or Celestial Thunder Hall will leave here today. Especially you."

As Shan Tong spoke his last words, his eyes locked onto Wen Qingye, undisguised killing intent radiating from them. It was clear his main target was Wen Qingye.

"If you want to kill me, we’ll have to see if you have the strength," Wen Qingye said with a laugh, but his Heart Spirit was carefully observing the several people at Shan Tong’s side. Most of them were experts at the Destruction Realm Sixth Layer Heaven, twelve in total. From the look in their eyes, Wen Qingye knew they were likely experts skilled in coordinated attacks.

Not even an ordinary Destruction Realm Eighth Layer Heaven expert could defeat these twelve.

Shan Tong stared at Wen Qingye, the killing intent in his eyes growing more intense. He had come here this time for one purpose and one purpose only: to kill this man.

At that moment, the Flaming Three-Headed Dog, covered in its own blood, looked at the imperious Shan Tong. A look of terror appeared in its eyes. Its demon beast instincts told it that it was no match for the person before it. With a push from its four paws, wind whipping up beneath them, it bolted into the distance.

"Trying to run?" Shan Tong snorted coldly. He flipped his palm, and a torrent of violent Primordial Qi condensed into a series of vortexes, each one more powerful than the last, as they viciously slammed toward the Flaming Three-Headed Dog’s three heads.

BANG!

A gruesome mixture of white brain matter and blood sprayed through the air as the heads exploded. The Flaming Three-Headed Dog let out a muffled grunt and collapsed heavily to the ground without even a chance to cry out in agony.

With this single move, Shan Tong had demonstrated the tyrannical power of a Life and Death Realm expert. The expressions of everyone present changed slightly.

Mo Qing had never witnessed such a gruesome scene. Her face grew deathly pale, and her fingers subconsciously reached for her waist, crushing the Jade Talisman she carried there.

Xia Liu frowned. "Elder Shan, my Three Realms Sect has no grievances or enmity with your Heaven-Burying Sect."

"That’s right. My Flowing Cloud Sect has also always minded its own business when it comes to your Heaven-Burying Sect," Chen Xi’Er added, stepping forward with a nod.

Standing atop the True Essence Fruit Tree, Shan Tong stated expressionlessly, "Therefore, you don’t have to die."

"But the Flowing Cloud Sect has a claim to that True Essence Fruit Tree!" Chen Xi’Er pointed at the distant fruit, her voice filled with indignation.

Xia Liu’s expression darkened. "Elder Shan," he said slowly, "don’t trade long-term pain for a moment of pleasure."

Shan Tong was momentarily stunned by their words, then he gave a savage grin. "You two dare to threaten me? In that case, you can be buried with them today!"

With that, Shan Tong’s figure blurred as he charged toward the crowd.

"You all go! I’ll deal with him!" A sharp glint flashed in Wen Qingye’s dark pupils.

The very next instant, an explosive aura began to surge forth, followed by a majestic roar that thundered through the air.

ROAR!

Shan Tong’s expression changed slightly. He knew Wen Qingye had a Demon Beast at the Life and Death Realm First Layer Heaven, but he hadn’t expected its presence to be this powerful.

Everyone watched as the coils of an Ice Python, dozens of yards long, appeared and shot forth with a whistle. Its massive body instantly filled the small valley, and a frigid aura spread out, causing everyone to shiver to the bone.

’So this is what he was relying on.’

Xia Liu and Chen Xi’Er had a sudden realization. No matter how weak Wen Qingye’s own strength was, with this Python-shaped Demon Beast at his side, who would dare to underestimate him?

What they didn’t know was that Wen Qingye had actually been hiding half of his true strength.

Lei Hao’s face was grim. "I’m seriously injured now," he said with a frown. "It’s highly likely we’re no match for these people from the Heaven-Burying Sect."

"You all go first," Wen Qingye said calmly.

Mo Qing frowned at Wen Qingye. "Wen Qingye, are you trying to play the hero all by yourself?"

Lei Hao pondered for a moment, his eyes fixed on Wen Qingye. "If we stay here now, we’ll only be holding him back," he said slowly. "Let’s trust Junior Brother Wen this once."

Yann Chuxue shook her head. "You go first. I’ll stay."

Standing tall on the Ice Python’s back, Wen Qingye shouted, "No! You go too!"

"I..." Yann Chuxue started to speak, but then she met Wen Qingye’s gaze. Her heart steadied, and she nodded. "Alright. Let’s go."

With that said, the group transformed into streaks of light and shot into the distance.

Shan Tong bellowed, "You lot, go kill them! I’ll stay here and deal with Wen Qingye and his pet Demon Beast."

"Yes, sir!"

The twelve members of the Heaven-Burying Sect behind him cupped their fists, then pushed off the ground and gave chase.

Wen Qingye was about to make a move, but Shan Tong charged at him.

"No. You deal with Shan Tong. I’ll handle the Heaven-Burying Sect disciples," Wen Qingye said with a frown.

"No problem."

The Ice Python nodded, its crystal-blue eyes emitting a ghostly, cold light.

Wen Qingye leaped into the air, charging toward the twelve disciples of the Heaven-Burying Sect.

One of the Heaven-Burying Sect disciples said, "Six of you, go hunt down the ones who just fled. The other six of us will stay and surround Wen Qingye."

The twelve Heaven-Burying Sect disciples split in two; one half stayed behind while the other half charged after Yann Chuxue and the others.

SWOOSH!