mesbooks Chapter 132 Elder Yan Hao
Chapter 132 Elder Yan Hao
An elderly man with an air of otherworldly wisdom appeared leisurely. The moment the young man in red saw the old man...
His previously arrogant and domineering expression suddenly changed, and a deep fear involuntarily flashed in his eyes.
But soon, that fierce look returned to his face.
He roared fiercely at the old man, "Old man, stop meddling in other people's business! If you dare to interfere today, don't blame me for being impolite and taking care of you too!"
Upon hearing this, the old man not only did not get angry, but instead smiled faintly.
With a gentle wave of his whisk, a soft yet boundless light emanated from him.
Like a slowly rising sun, it gently yet inescapably enveloped the young man in red.
Upon seeing this, the young man dressed in a bright and eye-catching red robe instantly panicked.
His eyes widened in terror, and he frantically flailed his arms, his movements chaotic and hurried.
He tried to resist the surging light that swept towards him like a turbulent tide.
However, despite his best efforts, the light seemed to possess a life of its own, showing no sign of diminishing.
Instead, it assaulted him even more violently, each wave of impact making him feel an immense, invisible pressure.
Gradually, the young man in red began to feel his strength waning, his breathing became rapid and heavy, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
His movements gradually slowed down, clearly indicating that he was finding it difficult to withstand the powerful offensive.
At the same time, the old man who had been watching coldly from the sidelines seized the opportunity, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes, and suddenly launched an even more ferocious attack.
The old man's figure flickered slightly, and the whisk in his hand produced a dazzling light, like a bolt of lightning that ripped through the sky, swiftly attacking the young man in red.
Faced with such a sudden and fierce attack, the young man in red was completely caught off guard.
In the chaos, the small black bottle he was clutching slipped from his fingers, arcing through the air in a black arc before plummeting straight to the ground.
Just as the small black bottle was about to hit the ground and shatter, Dugu Lin moved with lightning speed, transforming into a gust of wind, and rushed forward in one stride.
With agile movements, he reached out and steadily caught the small bottle, then raised it high and shouted, "The antidote is here! You villain, let's see how arrogant you can be now!"
Upon seeing this, the young man in red's eyes widened in fury, as if they were about to spit fire.
He lunged at Dugu Lin recklessly, roaring as he desperately tried to retrieve the antidote.
Hua Yeman wouldn't let him succeed. She quickly moved her hands, her ten fingers deftly forming a series of complex hand seals.
As the hand seals were completed, a series of spiritual energy barriers radiating soft light rapidly rose in front of Dugu Lin, like sturdy city walls.
The young man in red crashed into the barrier without warning, and a loud "bang" was heard.
He was thrown several meters away by the powerful rebound force, crashing to the ground in a disheveled state, raising a cloud of dust.
At this moment, the old man no longer gave the young man in red any chance to catch his breath.
His expression was cold and stern, and he waved his whisk once more. This time, mysterious runes flickered faintly within the light emanating from the whisk, and the flow of the runes exuded an ancient and powerful aura.
The light, like ropes, tightly bound the young man in red.
The young man in red struggled desperately, his body twisting like a trapped wild beast, but the restraints formed by the light were very strong, and he could not break free at all.
Holding the antidote, Dugu Lin rushed anxiously to Hua Yeqing's side.
At this moment, Hua Yeqing was barely breathing, her eyes were closed, and her face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, like a withered leaf that might fall at any moment.
Dugu Lin carefully opened the bottle, and a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out.
He poured out a faintly glowing pill, gently lifted Hua Yeqing's head, and fed the pill into her mouth.
Everyone held their breath, watching Hua Yeqing intently. The whole world seemed to fall silent at that moment.
Only a gentle breeze rustled through the crowd's clothes, creating a soft whisper.
After a while, Hua Yeqing's face gradually regained some color, and her tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
She coughed lightly, her voice weak but reassuring to everyone. She slowly opened her eyes and said weakly, "Sister, I...I'm alright."
Hua Yeman's eyes were slightly red, her expression a mixture of worry and joy.
She held Hua Yeqing's hand tightly, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "Thank goodness, Qingqing, you're finally alright."
The younger sister, Flower Leaf Grass, hugged her and said, "Second Sister, I'm so glad you're alright. I was so worried about you."
Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and smiles of satisfaction appeared on their faces.
Having resolved Hua Yeqing's crisis, everyone's attention immediately turned to the red-clad young man who had been subdued by the old man.
The Valley Master of Qingxin Valley, with a solemn expression, strode forward with steady steps, his gaze fixed intently on the young man in red.
He asked coldly, "Why did you want to harm us? Who was behind this?"
The young man in red snorted coldly, turned his head away with a disdainful look, and kept his lips tightly closed, refusing to answer.
Upon seeing this, a hint of displeasure flashed in the old man's eyes. He gently flicked his whisk, and a gentle yet irresistible force seeped into the red-robed young man's body like a thread.
The young man in red suddenly felt a piercing pain, as if countless needles were piercing through his meridians.
His body began to tremble uncontrollably, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his face became distorted and ferocious.
"I'll talk, I'll talk!" The young man in red finally couldn't bear the torment of the pain any longer.
He shouted, "It was the witch cult who instigated me. They want to obtain the Heavenly Pearl to enhance their power and rule the entire spirit world."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed drastically.
Witchcraft has always been a huge threat to the spirit world. They act strangely, use cruel methods, and stop at nothing to achieve their goals.
I never expected that they would resort to such despicable means for the Heavenly Pearl.
"What conspiracy does the witchcraft cult have now?" Chongyang Jushi asked with a worried expression, his brows furrowed.
"I...I only know that they are preparing for a large-scale sacrificial ceremony, but I really don't know the specifics of what they are going to do."
The young man in red hurriedly spoke, his voice tinged with fear and panic.
The old man nodded slightly and said solemnly, "It seems that our spirit realm is about to face another major crisis."
He turned to look at the crowd, his gaze firm and steady. “Everyone, I am Yan Hao, the Grand Elder of the Horizontal and Vertical Sect. This beast was originally my pet. Its true form is a rat. It ran away while I was not paying attention and caused a great disaster.”
"The witchcraft cult is powerful and ruthless. We must unite to resist them and protect the peace of the spirit world."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Hua Yeman's gaze was firm, her eyes revealing a resolute expression, and she said loudly, "For the peace of the spirit realm, we have an unshirkable duty!"
Afterwards, Elder Yan Hao left with the young man in red, intending to take him back to the sect for rigorous interrogation, hoping to extract more information about the Witchcraft Cult from him.
Everyone was wondering if Elder Yan Hao could obtain any more information.