823: Chapter 819: Puppetry Technique Reappears!
823: Chapter 819: Puppetry Technique Reappears!
“What?!”
Ye Xuong’s words made Ye Tian’s heart jolt with alarm.
From the tone of Ye Xuong’s voice, it seemed as though something major had occurred at the Night King Hall’s headquarters!
What exactly was going on?
Was it an enemy attack?
What kind of enemy?
After annihilating the Sima Family’s base, the forces of the Night King Hall had been exposed to their enemies, drawing countless hostile gazes.
Facing an attack was, therefore, not out of the realm of possibility.
But Ye Tian had absolutely no idea—just what kind of enemy had come looking for the Night King Hall?
“Ye Xuong, stay calm!
I’ll return at once!”
Ye Tian spoke forcefully into the phone, then abruptly hung up.
Having traveled many times from his villa to the estate where the Night King Hall’s headquarters was located, Ye Tian knew the route like the back of his hand.
With his Qinggong, he could arrive there incredibly quickly.
What’s more, Ye Tian had recently broken through to the Innate Realm—his speed now was beyond compare!
In less than ten minutes, Ye Tian reached the estate that served as the Night King Hall’s headquarters.
However, something about the estate seemed off…
“What’s happening here?”
The estate was bustling with martial artists under normal circumstances, yet what greeted Ye Tian’s eyes now was a cold and desolate sight.
The front courtyard was completely deserted!
Where had everyone gone?
“Ye Xuong, where are you?”
Ye Tian called out loudly, but no one responded.
The estate was eerily silent.
Where had Ye Xuong gone?
Where had all his brothers vanished to?
Ye Tian’s mind was filled with doubts as he cautiously stepped into the estate!
Who would have guessed that the moment his foot touched the ground, the floor beneath him suddenly gave way?
“Crash!”
Everything happened so suddenly that Ye Tian was caught completely off guard.
For a brief moment, he couldn’t find anything to balance himself on, and his body lost equilibrium.
Ye Tian’s body plunged straight into the trap…
“Huh?”
At the bottom of the trap, Ye Tian saw rows upon rows of densely packed blades.
Clearly, whoever set this trap was aiming to kill him.
But at this stage, how could such a rudimentary trap possibly harm Ye Tian in the slightest?
Ye Tian’s eyes flashed with sharp focus.
He immediately pulled out the wooden sword he carried and fiercely swung it downwards!
“Boom~~~~~!”
With a deafening blast, all the blades at the bottom of the trap were shattered into pieces by the blade force of the wooden sword.
This wooden sword, classified as a mid-tier Life Weapon, was already exceedingly powerful.
Coupled with Ye Tian’s advancement to the Innate level, his Inner Strength had grown unimaginably potent, enabling him to fully unleash its strength.
After the explosive noise, Ye Tian landed steadily at the bottom of the trap.
He gave a light leap, intending to escape the pit.
However, just as he was about to leap out, a large net dropped from above—the enemy clearly intended to keep him trapped inside…
But Ye Tian wasn’t fazed by such an attack.
With a flick of his wooden blade, the net was instantly shredded to pieces!
“Whap!”
Ye Tian landed firmly on the ground.
Looking around, he saw no one in sight.
This particular trap was one of the Night King Hall’s defensive mechanisms.
Normally, it would remain inactive.
But now, who had triggered it?
And who had thrown that net at him as he was leaping out of the trap, only to disappear instantly?
They retreated remarkably fast…
Ye Tian was deeply perplexed, but one thing he was sure of: something serious had happened at the Night King Hall’s headquarters.
The only question was, what exactly?
Finding no one around, Ye Tian pulled out his phone and called Ye Xuong, but this time, Ye Xuong didn’t answer.
Feeling increasingly uneasy, Ye Tian moved toward the estate’s inner residence…
But before he had even taken two steps, Ye Tian once again sensed something amiss and leaped high into the air!
“BOOOOOOM~~~~~~~~~~!”
An earth-shattering explosion erupted beneath his feet.
A landmine.
And this landmine hadn’t been triggered by his step—it was detonated remotely by someone in control.
The violent explosion generated a fierce gust that nearly sent Ye Tian’s body flying.
However, Ye Tian was a seasoned martial artist and would never lose his balance mid-air so easily.
He quickly utilized the “Thousand Catties Drop” technique, making his body as heavy as a thousand catties.
No amount of force could blow him away.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Tian stabilized himself and landed heavily on the ground.
Although it was just a trap and a single landmine, Ye Tian could sense clearly that something was terribly wrong!
For him, the leader of the Night King Hall, to fall into traps within his own headquarters—this confirmed that something grave had happened internally!
What had become of the Night King Hall?
Where was Ye Xuong?
Where were his brothers?
Ye Tian’s mind churned with questions.
As he took another step forward, a palpable killing intent enveloped him!
“Crash!”
The ground beneath him suddenly shifted, and a figure emerged from below, claw extended, aiming for Ye Tian.
A sneak attack from below; even someone as experienced as Ye Tian hadn’t anticipated this.
His clothes were torn by the assailant’s attack!
Ye Tian dodged instinctively, but the attacker was relentless, swinging their claws fiercely at Ye Tian’s face.
The technique used was one Ye Tian was most familiar with.
“Ghost Claw?!”
Ye Tian’s heart lurched as he took a closer look.
The one attacking him was none other than Dracula, the vampire!
In the past, Ye Tian had often sparred with the martial artists of the Night King Hall, offering them guidance.
During these friendly matches, they always gave their best effort.
But this time was different.
Dracula wasn’t just attacking with full force—he carried a killing intent so intense it sent a chill through Ye Tian!
Though Dracula’s strength was inferior to Ye Tian’s, his Ghost Claw was exceptionally formidable.
Even Ye Tian had some apprehensions about it.
Now, with Dracula catching him off guard, the Ghost Claw was mere inches from his eyes.
If Ye Tian didn’t act fast, he might not escape unscathed.
In desperation, Ye Tian raised his palm to counter.
“Bam!”
Their claws collided, producing a loud bang and rippling bursts of energy.
From Dracula’s body, dense clouds of energy surged forth, amplifying his Claw Force into something unusually powerful!
Though just half a month ago, under Ye Tian’s guidance, Dracula had already mastered the “Ferocity” of the Xuan Yun Technique.
Even facing him head-on, Ye Tian couldn’t gain the upper hand in this clash.
After their claws collided, both Ye Tian and Dracula were forced back, their feet leaving deep skid marks on the ground.
“Dracula, what are you doing?”
Ye Tian shouted in stunned disbelief at Dracula.
The martial artists of the Night King Hall would never attack him—unless…
“…”
Faced with Ye Tian’s questioning, Dracula remained silent.
His silence spoke volumes.
“It’s that damned Puppetry Technique again!
That bastard has targeted my brothers yet again!”
Ye Tian clenched his fists tightly, but Dracula could no longer hear his words…
“Whoosh!”
Dracula lunged again, his Ghost Claw aiming straight for Ye Tian’s face.
Ye Tian knew that no matter what he said, his voice could no longer reach Dracula’s mind.
He had no choice but to raise his hand to counter once more.
However, just as he prepared to block Dracula’s Ghost Claw, it unexpectedly slid through his defense like a slippery eel…
This was the effect of Dracula infusing water energy into his Ghost Claw after training in the Xuan Yun Technique, making his attacks even more fluid and elusive!
Dracula’s Ghost Claw slithered past Ye Tian’s palm, heading straight for his forehead.
With no time to evade, Ye Tian leapt backward.
But Dracula wouldn’t let the opportunity slip away.
He tapped his toes, propelling himself forcefully toward Ye Tian once more.
Midair, Ye Tian adjusted his position and performed a “Dragon’s Tail Swing.” Twisting his body, he lashed out with his foot, aiming for Dracula’s waist.
“Bang!”
The kick connected, producing a crisp sound.
If this had been the old Dracula, he would have fainted on the spot from such a blow.
But now, Dracula, after cultivating the Xuan Yun Technique, had a body vastly superior to before.
And under the control of the Puppetry Technique, his strength had been enhanced even further.
Though Ye Tian’s kick struck Dracula solidly, a surge of potent Inner Strength emanated from Dracula’s body, violently repelling Ye Tian.
Ye Tian, as Dracula’s leader, had always known he was strong—but never to this degree.
Only when they crossed hands did he experience just how fearsome Dracula had become!
Hurled backward in midair by Dracula’s counterforce, Ye Tian stabilized himself and landed…
Yet no sooner had his feet touched the ground than a gust of wind whistled past his ears!
“Swishswishswishswishswish~~~~~~~~~~!”
Before the wind even reached him, Ye Tian felt the sting on his cheeks.
Turning to see his approaching assailant, he realized it was none other than Andrew, the Shark!
Andrew swung his fists furiously, each punch falling like a torrential downpour on Ye Tian!
As one of the earliest martial artists in the Night King Hall to learn the Xuan Yun Technique, Andrew’s strength couldn’t quite match Dracula’s but was still among the Hall’s top fighters.
After mastering the Xuan Yun Technique, his punches became even more devastating.
Each carried the force of a thunderclap, and his flurry of blows bore down on Ye Tian’s head, leaving no room to escape.
Having just fought Dracula, Ye Tian found himself momentarily unable to mount a strong counter.
Fortunately, Andrew’s attacks, while mighty, lacked the necessary speed.
Using his Qinggong, Ye Tian narrowly avoided Andrew’s thunderous fists!
“Crashcrashcrashcrashcrash~~~~~~~!”
Andrew’s fists slammed into the courtyard ground, reducing it to rubble.
Dust and debris flew into the air, obscuring everyone’s vision entirely.