Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 231 He Huan Old Demon
But the next moment, something strange happened. A dark baby flashed out from the fire.

Because his Dharma body was destroyed, the black-robed man's Nascent Soul naturally took advantage of the moment when the restraining power of the ancient copper coin lost effect, activated the teleportation technique, and escaped.

Without even looking at the surrounding situation, the shiny black Nascent Soul was eager to escape. With a pinch of its little hand, it was about to use the teleportation technique again to escape.

But his actions were in vain, and Nascent Soul disappeared in a flash. But unexpectedly, the next moment, Nascent Soul reappeared not far away.

Yuanying felt very abnormal and looked up with horror, only to find that he was in a chaotic sphere with no space at all.

Nie Yingyu raised her hand and a spell shot out. The surface of the sphere flashed with light, emitting a dazzling light. Then the sphere underwent a strange change and became as black as ink, making it impossible to see what was inside.

All that could be heard was a loud 'sizzling' sound, accompanied by the Nascent Soul's screams and wails, which were extremely shrill.

Nie Ying did not pay too much attention to the situation of Nascent Soul. While taking back the ancient copper coin, a strand of black hair shot out from his hand. It curled and shrank, and returned to his hand, wrapped in a black storage bag.

Then she glanced at the mage opposite her, her body moved slightly, and the green light rose again, turning into a green rainbow and flying back.

At the same time, the screams in the black ball stopped abruptly, and the black ball disappeared silently.

From the time Nie Ying went out to fight to the time Nie Ying killed the man in black, it only took a few words.

Not only the big man below, the Fire Dragon Boy and other group, and several great masters among the Mulan people were stunned, their eyes were wide open, and they could not believe what was happening before their eyes.

Even the old demon Hehuan and the divine master Mulan who were hiding in the dark had expressions of surprise on their faces.

Although the skills and magical powers of the black-robed man just now far surpassed those of the same-level cultivators in the Tiannan Immortal Realm, for cultivators like them in the late Nascent Soul stage, this was naturally nothing and they could easily kill him with just one move.

However, they were still somewhat surprised that he was killed so easily by a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage.

Of course, with their knowledge, they could naturally see the extraordinary treasures and magical powers that Nie Ying had just used against the enemy.

Not only do each of them have miraculous effects, the Chaos Light Shield can even restrain the Nascent Soul's teleportation technique. It is no exaggeration to say that this is a killer weapon to kill Nascent Soul cultivators.

Any Nascent Soul cultivator who sees this will involuntarily feel a little wary.

The remaining three Mulanfas looked at each other in horror, then showed hesitation on their faces.

"What should we do? We didn't achieve victory, and we lost a reinforcement from Yinluo Sect." The fat red man opened his mouth, but no sound came out. However, to the ears of Heiyao and the tall and thin mage, it was a vague and incomplete voice.

"There's nothing wrong with explaining this. Besides, Master Zhong is also present and has already seen through that man's magical power. There's no need for us to waste more words on him." Hei Yao turned his eyes back and gestured, his mouth opening and closing as well, but no sound came out.

The fat red man and the tall and thin mage understood what was said, and without saying anything, they just waited where they were.

Just like that, the whole scene became eerily silent, and one could almost hear the violent beating of the hearts of those with low cultivation levels present. To them, a Nascent Soul cultivator who could easily kill them died in the blink of an eye. This was too much of a shock to them.

However, this scene did not last long, as a faint male voice was heard.

"Fellow Daoist He Huan, your magic skills have shocked the southern part of the world. I have also heard of your fame for a long time. How about we have a competition today?"

As the sound spread, a silver light appeared from the sky above the army of mages, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the two armies.

At this time, a demonic energy rose from the air out of nowhere and gradually dissipated to the surroundings. A big man in a black robe revealed his figure.

“Hmph! Both of us are cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, so who can be much stronger than who?” The old demon Hehuan glanced coldly at the middle-aged man named Zhong opposite him and said coldly.

"This battle must have an end." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhong turned his head, but his eyes were not fixed on Nie Ying who had just displayed his magical powers, but on Nie Zhaonan who was standing beside him.

Seeing Nie Ying standing beside him and Nie Zhaonan in the lead, the middle-aged man surnamed Zhong couldn't help but feel curious as to how he could not guess that Nie Zhaonan was stronger.

Seeing the gaze of the middle-aged man surnamed Zhong, Nie Zhaonan just looked back calmly without any strange color in his eyes.

Although he wanted to hide his true strength, he couldn't dress himself up as a clown. He just let everything take its course. Besides, he didn't think that apart from the few remaining gods in the human world, there was no one else who could force out his full fighting power.

"Huh!" The middle-aged man surnamed Zhong was surprised when he saw the calm expression on Nie Zhaonan's face and that completely different demeanor, and couldn't help but look up to Nie Zhaonan.

With the previous experience of Han Li, who was only in the early Nascent Soul stage, escaping from his hands, the middle-aged man surnamed Zhong no longer looked down on cultivators who were much weaker than himself as before.

"Do you think Yi is so insignificant?" The old demon Hehuan said with anger in his tone when he saw that the middle-aged man surnamed Zhong opposite him turned his attention to a boy in the early Nascent Soul stage after just two sentences.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man surnamed Zhong simply withdrew his gaze and looked at the old demon Hehuan opposite him, who was already surrounded by demonic energy and looked like he was ready to attack at any time.

Before the middle-aged man surnamed Zhong could answer, the old demon He Huan immediately spoke out without any courtesy and shouted, "I have also heard of Master Mulan for a long time. His spiritual skills are unfathomable. I want to learn from him!"

The old demon Hehuan's loud shout was obviously based on some secret technique. It was like a bolt from the blue, shaking the sky and the ground within a radius of several miles, making a buzzing sound.

Some of the mages with low cultivation who were originally standing quietly in the air using flying magic tools swayed a few times and almost fell down.

They all simultaneously activated their own skills and mobilized all their magic power to stop.

As he was speaking, the old demon Hehuan had been completely enveloped by the inky black demonic energy.

A fierce light flashed on his gloomy face, and as the words fell, a black ripple like water waves spread out silently, extending in circles, looking extremely weird.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man surnamed Zhong just smiled faintly. As a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, he could see that the attack of the old demon He Huan was just a test and he did not intend to really attack. After all, it was almost impossible to kill a late Nascent Soul cultivator one-on-one.

So he casually raised his hand, and a big silver hand appeared and grabbed the black ripples.

The black light and the silver light intertwined and entangled with each other, and the two gradually began to annihilate, but there was no sound. Only the strong wind that followed pressed the surrounding weeds to the ground, indicating that the attack of the two was not as simple as it seemed. The other Nascent Soul cultivators present also believed that they could not master the magical powers to such a meticulous level.

Of course, Nie Zhaonan was an exception. He just looked at the confrontation between the old demon Hehuan and the middle-aged man surnamed Zhong with a slightly curious look.

"It seems that there are some gaps between other late-stage cultivators. Judging from the strength of the two people in front of me, they are weaker than the Twin Saints of Heavenly Stars and Liu Dao in the Chaos Star Sea." Nie Zhaonan secretly compared in his heart.

With his current strength far beyond the late Nascent Soul stage, coupled with his powerful spiritual sense, it is naturally not difficult for him to see through the depth of the two.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you so anxious? My Mulan clan will send you a challenge soon, and then we can decide who is stronger." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhong looked at the old demon Hehuan who was about to make another attack, waved his hand and said.

His previous words about wanting to compete with the old demon Hehuan were just polite talk. He wanted to lose the battle but not the battle, and he couldn't fall behind in momentum.

Now that I think about it carefully, it was a bit reckless.

In terms of the current strength of both sides, because of the joining of Nie Zhaonan and his group halfway, the Mulan side has been completely at a disadvantage and it is no longer appropriate for them to fight.

“Don’t think that you can win the battle just because you have the help of the cultivators from Dajin. The cultivators in my Tiannan are not ordinary people either!” Seeing that the middle-aged man surnamed Zhong didn’t care about winning or losing this battle, the old demon Hehuan raised his chin and said lightly.

"There is no point in saying more. See you on the day of the decisive battle." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhong said this straightforwardly.

Then, without any hesitation, he turned around, transformed into a ray of silver light, flew back, and retreated towards the camp with Mulan Fasi.

The old demon Hehuan stood silently in the air, his eyes looking forward with a flickering light in them. A look of slight worry was on his face, and he was muttering "Da Jin" in a faint voice. It was obvious that he did not care about the people of Da Jin as he had just said.

After a while, when he saw Mulan Fashi disappear, he turned around, circled, and returned to Tianyi Stone City.

As he whizzed through the air, the old demon Hehuan in the black light turned his head slightly and looked at Nie Zhaonan, but did not stop his escape light or say anything more.

"Haha, this battle can be said to be a great victory, thanks to the help of fellow Daoist Huang Fenggu!" The bald man saw that the old demon Hehuan had disappeared, so he laughed and said very politely.

As a giant in the Tiannan Demon Sect, the old demon Hehuan still has enough deterrent power over most Nascent Soul cultivators. At least just now, these people didn't even make any move to communicate with each other.

While saying this, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Nie Ying who was smiling indifferently at everyone.

Because the scene of Nie Ying killing the man in black robe was completely beyond everyone's expectations, and there was also a late-stage cultivator present.

As a result, when Nie Ying returned to Nie Zhaonan's side, except for a few whispered words with the two close girls and Nie Zhaonan, the other cultivators didn't know what to say for a moment, and it was actually a bit awkward.

At this time, Master Tianjing and Fire Dragon Boy also reacted and said a few words of praise with smiles on their faces.

As for Nie Zhaonan and his group, they originally believed that they had the advantage of being veteran Nascent Soul cultivators. However, after seeing Nie Ying kill a Nascent Soul cultivator, they looked at Nie Zhaonan and his group and couldn't help but feel that they were unfathomable. The slight contempt they had in their hearts was gone.

"This time, Fairy Nie killed one of the opponent's Nascent Soul cultivators in one fell swoop. It is really a cause for celebration. I believe that the alliance will reward you handsomely." The bald man continued to open his mouth, speaking words of congratulations.

Although every sect in Tiannan cannot stay out of the great war with the Mulan people, those who gain merit will receive good rewards, which is also an additional incentive for the cultivators.

Because she was not very familiar with all of them, Nie Ying only responded softly after hearing what was said.

When everyone saw this, no one showed any displeasure on their faces. After all, they had seen Nie Ying's strength.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Nie and the three fairies are of the same generation, right? And there is also Fellow Daoist Han who has become famous recently. It seems that the Yellow Maple Valley is destined to rise in the future." The Fire Dragon Boy glanced at Song Yu and suddenly thought of something. He spoke with envy and spoke in an old-fashioned manner. He also treated Song Yu, who was only at the Jindan stage, as a peer and was unusually polite.

The "peers" mentioned by the Fire Dragon Boy naturally do not refer to their cultivation level, but the years of cultivation.

Hearing this, the bald man and Tianjing Zhenren couldn't help but be moved, and even their faces lost their composure, revealing surprise without any concealment.

Ever since Han Li became famous, they knew that Han Li's practice time was only over two hundred years. Now, when they heard that Nie Zhaonan and his group were also practicing, they were surprised.

In addition to envy, the two also said a few compliments, but no one knew what they were thinking in their hearts.

"Although we are Nascent Soul cultivators, our lifespan is only a thousand years. Who can tell whether our sect will be prosperous or not?" Nie Zhaonan gave an unfathomable smile and responded in a neutral tone, not feeling complacent because of a few flattering words.

Hearing this, the bald man and others were slightly stunned. What Nie Zhaonan said was indeed true.

Although they have stood out from tens of thousands of cultivators and have cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, and are already the ancestors of the sect in the eyes of the disciples, they have only realized the difficulties of the road ahead after practicing for so long.

If there are not enough opportunities, it is normal to be trapped in the current situation for a lifetime. Lifespan will eventually run out.

Then, Nie Zhaonan said to Fire Dragon Boy and others:

"However, after the war with the Mulan people is over, my Yellow Maple Valley will hold an auction. There will be many treasures at that time. If you are interested, you can come and take a look. Maybe you will find something you like."

Nie Zhaonan's voice was not loud and seemed a little dull, but it contained a sense of full confidence.

Not to mention that he has killed countless high-level monsters and quite a few monster cultivators in the transformation stage. Monster pills and monster materials are extremely scarce in Tiannan. Even casually ripening a few rare thousand-year-old elixirs can make most Nascent Soul cultivators excited.

(End of this chapter)