Overriding the Heaven

When they heard the heart-palpitating footsteps, the expressions of all the cultivators at the scene changed.    

Before this guy appeared, just the sound of his footsteps alone was enough to make everyone feel immense pressure.    

Although this person was in the shape of a human and was covered in blood, the feeling he gave off was like an ancient beast had suddenly torn apart space and erupted.    

At this moment, hurricanes began to appear in the godly temple.    

"Where is that guy?"    

The armor-wearing fellow slowly turned his head. After sweeping a glance at everyone, he appeared to be somewhat puzzled.    

He had clearly felt that fellow's presence earlier.    

But why was it that even though they were so close to each other, they couldn't feel it?    

At the same time, Chu Yan felt that the person behind the Gates of Hell did not make a sound.    

Thinking back to the guy's attitude before, and the guy's words in front of him, Chu Yan quickly deduced who this guy in armor was looking for.    

"Is this your sweetheart?" Chu Yan asked in his heart.    

It was incomparably quiet behind the Gates of Hell.    

Even the hell, where the wind was blowing all year round, at this moment, Chu Yan could no longer feel it.    

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I think so anyway." Chu Yan sneered.    

Just now, this armored man had accidentally revealed an extremely important piece of information.    

He came from at least five thousand years ago.    

If he was looking for the one behind the Gates of Hell.    

Then the one behind the Gates of Hell was at least a figure for five thousand years ago.    

In addition, if this so called Demon Travelling Palace was the former palace behind the Gates of Hell, then with the age and address added on, it was unlikely that a person like you would not be able to find out his true identity.    

While Chu Yan was thinking about this, a familiar voice came out from behind the door to hell.    

"He … You can't beat... "…"    

"How do you know without trying?" Chu Yan coldly snorted.    

Although he was not convinced on the surface, Chu Yan was still extremely vigilant.    

He was well aware of the strength of the person behind the Gates of Hell.    

This was an existence that the patriarch of the Qing Qiu Sect would obediently send her soul up to when she revealed her tyrannical aura.    

He said that he was no match for his opponent, so even if he was not convinced, this was still 99% of the truth.    

"Where is that guy?"    

At this moment, the armor-wearing man let out a metallic sound.    

"Who exactly are you? How did you enter the Spirit Severing Road?" The white-robed cultivator frowned and shouted.    

"I just said, five thousand years ago, no one dared to speak to me like that."    

"This isn't the same as five thousand years ago. Don't try to mystify things …" Before the white robed cultivator could finish his sentence, his gaze suddenly froze.    

At this moment, he felt all the hairs on his body stand up.    

An unprecedented fear filled his heart.    

Almost instinctively, he let out a long roar and quickly retreated. The sword in his hand trembled.    

"Desert Dust!"    

BOOM!    

With a wave of the sword beam, the ground was immediately filled with sand and dust. A dragon-shaped whirlwind, which was so straight that it shook the heavens, let out a draconic roar as it swirled towards the armor.    

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding life force was completely locked down. The grains of sand violently rubbed against each other in midair, creating dazzling sparks from the collision.    

"An ant."    

That armor let out a cold snort. With a sudden wave of his hand, his five fingers grabbed the air and pulled.    

Sssii! *    

Five beams of green light tore the rolling sandstorm into pieces like the claws of a hand.    

The green light broke through the sandstorm without slowing down. In the blink of an eye, it was right in front of the white-clothed cultivator.    

In that instant, the five azure lights actually gave the white-robed cultivator a feeling as majestic as a mountain, as if it wanted to suppress him and never be able to stand up again.    

Despair immediately filled his heart.    

However, at this moment, a beam of white light suddenly appeared on the white-clothed cultivator's chest.    

Something that looked like a horsetail whisk flew out and collided with the green light in the air.    

The others didn't know what it was, but when Chu Yan focused his eyes, he immediately recognized that what looked like a horsetail whisk was actually that white donkey's tail.    

Previously, when Chu Yan saw the white robed cultivator, he did not see his white donkey.    

He had originally thought that the other party hadn't brought him in.    

From the looks of it, the other party must have some sort of secret technique, or some kind of echo loop s like storage treasure that allowed him to place living beings inside.    

At this moment, the white donkey felt that its master was in danger and immediately rushed forward to rescue him.    

This process happened as fast as lightning.    

In almost an instant, the white donkey's tail exploded from the green light.    

A mournful cry came from within the bloody light.    

The white light immediately entered the white-robed cultivator's chest and disappeared.    

However, because of the white donkey's attack, the five azure lights suddenly stopped midway.    

Taking advantage of this pause, the white-robed cultivator's body trembled and he regained his senses.    

Grief and indignation flashed through his eyes. He bit his tongue and used the pain to stimulate his brain, dispelling the despair in his heart. He let out a long howl and jumped back, hoping to escape the five azure lights' range.    

"Can you leave?" A disdainful voice came from beneath the armor.    

The five azure lights in the air suddenly flourished with great brilliance.    

At this moment, it was as if five horrifying scars had appeared in the air, where green flames were burning.    

Sssii! *    

A look of disbelief surfaced on the white-clothed cultivator's face.    

At this moment, his body was divided into many different sized pieces.    

He used all his might to widen his eyes and glare at the armor, as if he wanted to see the face beneath it before he died.    

At this moment, the azure light condensed.    

Bang!    

The cultivator in white's body exploded into a thick mist of blood.    

Large amounts of blood splattered onto the ground, leaving behind terrifying streaks of radiation.    

Seeing this scene, everyone's breathing stagnated as they felt a chill run down their spines. A feeling of numbness rose from the soles of their feet and spread along their spines, causing their scalps to go numb.    

The purple smog and monster from before were strange, causing people to feel fear.    

As for the armoured fellow before them, the moment he made a move, the crowd could feel his overwhelming strength.    

They didn't even move as they soared through the air to cast their magic. It was as if they were squishing ants, killing a cultivator of the same cultivation level as them.    

This fellow from five thousand years ago, just what kind of background did he have?!    

While everyone was still in a state of shock, the armor wearing fellow turned his head towards the cultivator with the bow.    

"You were pointing at me."    

When the bow-wielding cultivator heard these words, it was as if he was urging his life.    

He only felt as if his internal organs had been completely doused by ice at this moment.    

Under the extreme fear, what erupted out was extreme anger.    

"I'm not going to let you kill me …"    

Weng! *    

A green tear suddenly appeared behind him and pressed down.    

The cultivator did not even have the chance to react before he was torn to pieces.