Chapter 407: Chapter 406: Hidden Sect’s Genius
Reminded by Duanmu Hai, Duanmu Yun was startled, "So soon?"
He focused intently and indeed heard some rustling midway up the mountain and even faintly detected two people ascending the slope.
"Hmph, that abandoned son of the Wang Family still dares to come. I see he’s with that boy, probably coveting the boy’s legacy," Duanmu Yun said.
Duanmu Hai slightly frowned and said, "Although Wang Lei is the Wang Family’s abandoned son, his talent is not poor. Had he not left the Hidden Sect World these ten years, with his talent, his strength would probably not be beneath yours and mine. We must not be careless."
Duanmu Yun said, "Cousin, rest assured, I will surely kill him."
Previously, when he sparred with Wang Lei, he clearly had the upper hand but found himself restrained in every exchange, making him feel frustrated as he couldn’t fully display his skills. Now, with Wang Lei daring to show up, he had already harbored the intent to kill.
"Brother, run fast, don’t mind me!"
Suddenly, Yang Hao mustered his courage, enduring the intense pain in his internal organs, and shouted loudly.
Duanmu Hai and Duanmu Yun were taken aback, not expecting this boy to have such courage.
They hadn’t harmed Yang Hao or tied him up because, as a mere mortal in their eyes, he was as insignificant as an ant, and they thought he couldn’t escape. Yet, to their surprise, he dared to warn Yang Fei.
Fuming with rage, a vicious light flashed in Duanmu Yun’s eyes, and he was about to kill Yang Hao.
However, Duanmu Hai said with a smile, "It doesn’t matter. Since they have come, they will not leave. Even if we are to kill this boy, we shall do it in front of them to make them understand what powerlessness and despair mean."
Thinking it over, Duanmu Yun sneered and said, "Cousin, what you said is very true."
Midway up the slope, Yang Fei, after hearing Yang Hao’s call, felt greatly relieved at first, glad that he was still alive.
But his heart tensed immediately, worried about him.
Wang Lei also became anxious.
Yang Fei looked up towards the top of the mountain and said sternly, "I’m here. If you want to know the secrets I carry, don’t harm my brother."
Given his nature, he intended to say something to intimidate the other party, but out of concern for Yang Hao’s safety, his words came out differently.
"Hahaha, don’t worry, your brother’s life or death makes no difference to us. We are after you," a voice came from the mountaintop.
Anxious for Yang Hao, Yang Fei no longer held back and hastened his pace towards the summit.
His sudden increase in speed surprised Wang Lei, because Yang Fei’s speed was incredibly fast.
As far as Wang Lei knew, although Yang Fei was much stronger than him, he was never this fast.
But Yang Fei had just suddenly accelerated, leaving behind only an afterimage.
Having only parted for less than a month, had his strength increased again?
But it was such a short time; even with some improvements, it shouldn’t have been this significant.
Wang Lei was secretly astounded.
Could this Taoist mental method really be so against the heavens?
Just like the legends said, after laying the foundation, the momentum becomes endless, making it easier the further one progresses?
Yang Fei also felt the difference.
He knew well what his speed could achieve before, but now, in his urgency, he gave his all. His feet warmed up as if endowed with endless power. With each step he took, it was farther and faster than before when he pushed his True Qi to the limit.
This change naturally delighted him.
It seemed Qin Yanyang was right; this was indeed the true phase of Foundation Building and Body Tempering.
Feeling the blood in his feet like mercury and his flesh and bones like iron, he grew more confident about rescuing Yang Hao.
Soon, he arrived at the peak.
His gaze swept over to see two long-haired young men warily staring at him. About ten meters behind them, Yang Hao was sitting despondently at the base of a large tree, looking anxious and weak, but not in mortal danger
as he appeared severely injured.
"Brother!"
Seeing Yang Fei, Yang Hao immediately lost control of his emotions, tears streaming down, "Dad... Dad died so horribly."
Then, regaining his composure, he shouted loudly, "Brother, don’t worry about me, they... they know demon arts, you run!"
Seeing that he could still speak loudly, Yang Fei completely let go of his worries and gave him a comforting look, "Don’t panic. I will avenge our uncle."
After saying that, he fixed his gaze on the two men and said coldly, "Are you the ones who kidnapped my brother and killed my uncle?"
Duanmu Hai previously didn’t take Yang Fei too seriously, but now he was showing a hint of solemnity as he looked at Yang Fei.
Yang Fei rarely revealed his strength in the past. His cultivation technique was special, and although the True Qi inside his body was thick and strong, it could be perfectly concealed, usually not noticed by others.
But now, Yang Fei’s body was full of sinister energy, and the inner Qi and blood in his body were surging, his powerful realm was fully revealed without any concealment.
As a leading figure among the descendants of the Hidden Sect, Duanmu Hai considered himself extraordinarily talented, and upon seeing Yang Fei himself, seeing such a young man at this level of realm, he was secretly shocked.
At the same time, a strong joy emerged in his heart.
This showed that the youth had received a true Taoist inheritance.
If he could make it his own, his achievements in the future would be limitless.
"Are you Yang Fei?" Duanmu Yun asked.
Yang Fei glanced at him and then set his eyes on Duanmu Hai. Although the realms of these two appeared not far apart, Duanmu Hai was much stronger, putting a certain pressure on Yang Fei.
As for Duanmu Yun, he was at most a bit stronger than the ordinary cultivator at the Innate Realm.
Yang Fei stared at Duanmu Hai and said, "Among you, who killed my uncle?"
Duanmu Yun, seeing Yang Fei underestimate him, couldn’t help but rage. His arm shook, and with a low hum from his sword, pointed at Yang Fei and rebuked, "You insolent brat, dare to be so arrogant, let me teach you a lesson first."
"Duanmu Yun, your opponent is me, take a few more of my slashes!"
Just then, a robust voice came from behind Yang Fei. Immediately after, Sword Energy slashed through the air, and a fierce Sword Energy blade directly chopped at Duanmu Yun.
Before the man arrived, the sword was already in action.
Wang Lei’s sword, true to his name, was preemptive like a sudden thunder, unstoppable!
"You’re courting death!" Duanmu Yun, seeing Wang Lei engage him as soon as he arrived, was instantly furious.
With a demon already in his heart, if he couldn’t slay Wang Lei with his sword, obstacles in his future cultivation path were inevitable.
Yang Fei and Duanmu Hai looked at each other, ignoring the tangled fight between Wang Lei and Duanmu Yun.
The forest was filled with strong energy, with the flash of swords and shadows of blades.
Yang Fei stared at Duanmu Hai and said, "I want you dead!"
Duanmu Hai smiled indifferently, "Make your move, let’s see how much weight the rising star of the Martial World really has."
"Boom!"
A dull sound suddenly spread, a sensation of mountains crumbling and earth splitting ensued.
Yang Fei’s body was like a cannonball, in an instant, he shot right before Duanmu Hai.
Duanmu Hai’s pupils suddenly contracted, his heart startled.
Although he was prepared, he had never expected Yang Fei’s speed to be so fast.
It was already too late to use the power of Heaven and Earth to stop him. Duanmu Hai’s eyes flashed, his Qi sank into his Dantian, with a low roar, he lightly flicked out a palm.
What seemed like a casual move was actually the instant condensation of a powerful True Qi in his palm. With the movement of his palm, the void shattered.
Bang!
It sounded like thunder exploding in the forest.
Two turbulent forces collided instantly. The sound of spurting was incessant as the Energy Fragments flew around, slicing through the trees in the forest like sharp blades; some trees as thick as bowls couldn’t withstand the Qi Blade and were cut off at the waist.
Yang Fei’s inner Qi and blood were tumbling, pushed back by a powerful force.
At the same time, Duanmu Yun was also sent flying backward, his handsome face pale and his expression one of startled fear, clearly not expecting this outcome.
Yang Fei was equally surprised.
After his cultivation had recovered, he believed himself unmatched in combat power, even in the face of people like Zhang Wenfeng.
Yet he hadn’t expected Duanmu Hai, so young, to have such a solid realm and terrifyingly strong inner True Qi.
Truly a prodigy of the Hidden Sect!
In his amazement, Yang Fei’s eyes filled with a surge of killing intent.
From just this one encounter, he had gained the confidence to slay him.