The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 585: The Mysterious Black-Cloaked Ones [Part 2] - Novel Cool

Chapter 585: The Mysterious Black-Cloaked Ones [Part 2]

Chapter 585: The Mysterious Black-Cloaked Ones [Part 2]

Ning Zainei was completely dumbfounded.

For a moment, Ning Zainei even felt like he was alone in the vast universe.

There was a strange sense of wonder and bewilderment, as if he were asking himself, 'Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?'

Finally.

Under Yan Nan's coercion, Duan Xiyang released his hold, but his eyes remained fixed on Tianwang Xiao's face, as if he wanted to devour him in one bite!

Ning Zainei's lips quivered, and from the shape of his mouth, it was clear that Ning Zainei's eighteen generations of ancestors had suffered a terrible fate.

Yan Nan personally pulled the Boneless Spear out of Tianwang Xiao's belly.

With a loud clatter, he threw it to the ground.

The Boneless Spear let out a muffled hum and automatically jumped back into Duan Xiyang's hand.

Tianwang Xiao's body was transparent front and back, and blood gushed out in spurts.

Yan Nan covered his forehead, sighed weakly, and threw a pill over: "Eat it!"

Tianwang Xiao caught the pill in his hand, but his eyes were still dazed: "What... what happened to me?"

Yan Nan felt like he was about to explode.

He almost wanted to jump up and scream, but seeing that Tianwang Xiao had already gone crazy, and Duan Xiyang was furious... thinking about how there was also a furious Sun Wutian outside...

Yan Nan took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress his emotions.

He snatched the pill back from Tianwang Xiao's hand and then stuffed it into his mouth.

Then, turning around, he sat down on a chair, his eyes unfocused, staring into the void, feeling like his brain had just exploded in the vast universe.

Duan Xiyang leaned on the Boneless Spear, sitting in a domineering pose on the chair.

His eyes were like a wolf's, scanning Tianwang Xiao's body up and down.

The surging malice was like the waves of the ocean, one wave after another, unceasing.

Tianwang Xiao's injuries were rapidly healing, but just as they were about to recover, the Boneless Spear's intent tore them open again.

Yan Nan finally snapped out of his daze.

He patted Duan Xiyang on the shoulder.

Signaling him to retract the spear's intent.

Duan Xiyang turned to the other side, ignoring him.

Yan Nan was helpless and could only hold his breath, personally removing the spear's intent.

From start to finish, until he had treated Tianwang Xiao's wounds, Duan Xiyang didn't even look, but the malice showed no signs of diminishing.

On the contrary, it became more intense.

It seemed that the more he thought about it, the more it intensified.

After a full half-hour.

The three of them finally sat down again, no, only Duan Xiyang and Yan Nan were sitting.

Among them, Duan Xiyang didn't even stand up, just sitting there coldly the whole time.

The current Duan Xiyang even wanted to go and apologize to Sun Wutian.

Bro, I misunderstood you...

You killed him right!

Tianwang Xiao finally snapped out of his daze.

And because he snapped out of it, he became even more nervous! As the Grand Protector of the Only Righteous Sect and as a great demon, this was the most terrifying moment in Tianwang Xiao's life!

Or perhaps, the only terrifying moment!

He had realized that he had caused trouble, but until now, he still didn't understand what specific trouble he had caused!

Could it be that this Fang Tu... is Yan Vice Sect Leader's illegitimate son?

Or Sun Wutian's illegitimate son?

Duan Xiyang's illegitimate son?

It couldn't be... that they were the illegitimate sons of all three of them, right?

But how could all three of them be like this?

"Tell me, how did you do it? Is he really dead?"

Yan Nan asked weakly.

Ning Zainei really wanted to say he wasn't dead.

But deep down, he knew that even with Sun Wutian blocking for a moment, those five people would likely have no chance of survival!

"The chances of survival are slim."

Ning Zainei hung his head in dejection: "When I made my move, the Grand Protector blocked for a moment, but those five people were too weak..."

"Tell me everything from the beginning."

Duan Xiyang said expressionlessly from the side.

It was clear that Duan First Seat was trying his best to suppress his emotions.

Ning Zainei stood before the two, dejected and anxious, and recounted the entire incident from start to finish.

Yan Nan listened, not even feeling like sighing.

He had just made the decision to focus on cultivating Ye Mo and had sent people to deliver supplies to Yinshen Palace, dispatching Sun Wutian to the southeast, with the underlying intention of also supporting Ye Mo's protector...

But now, look what happened.

According to the timing, the supplies should have just reached Yinshen Palace; as a result, Ye Mo was killed right under Sun Wutian's nose!

A sense of "absurdity, drama, and a twist of fate" rose within Yan Nan, and for a moment, he didn't know what his thoughts were.

It's over!

If Dongfang Sansan were to find out about this, all the efforts he had put into cultivating his most important undercover agent, his biggest trump card against Dongfang Sansan, would be for nothing. Dongfang Sansan had taken the bait and was using this agent without any precautions, but Yan Nan's people had killed him!

That old bastard would probably laugh himself to death!

"Ai..."

Yan Nan sighed deeply.

The world seemed boundless.

"This motherfucker..."

Yan Vice Sect Leader spoke with a sense of desolation: "... This is all Heavenly Will..."

Ning Zainei dared not speak.

Yan Nan's face was twisted with a question that could kill him: "Ning Zainei, I ask you, how did you link my orders... and Fang Tu together?"

I'd like to ask, how did you even consider being able to kill Fang Tu? What about him attracted you?! Ah!!?"

At the mention of a word, a thunderous roar erupted.

Ning Zaifei trembled all over.

"I..."

He explained his reasons, his face contorted as if he was about to cry, and said, "Vice Sect Leader, I... did I kill the wrong person? Who is this Fang Tu, really?..."

Yan Nan spoke weakly, "Whether it's killing the wrong person or not... it's still a dead person... sigh, in any case, why have I never been able to defeat Dongfang Sansan after all these years? Now, I finally understand. My subordinates are all geniuses like you..."

Duan Xiyang was panting heavily.

With Duan Xiyang's cultivation, he actually made a sound like a cow panting.

Clearly, his anger had reached its peak.

"Who is this Fang Tu, really?"

Ning Zaifei asked, his voice trembling as if he was about to cry.

"You don't need to know who it is."

Yan Nan spoke with a lack of energy, "In the future, when you see the Grand Protector and Duan First Seat, stay away from them... It's best if you don't see me either."

"If you don't see us three this lifetime, probably, you'll be safe."

Yan Nan said dejectedly.

At this moment, Yan Nan truly felt like all hope was lost.

"!!!"

Ning Zaifei was stunned.

"Vice Sect Leader! I..."

Duan Xiyang had already stood up and kicked out, "What the hell are you!"

With a loud boom, Ning Zaifei's body crashed through the wall like a cannonball.

Duan Xiyang leaped out, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth, "I've had enough... I've tolerated you for so long!"

Boom, boom, boom...

That day.

The entire place felt like an earthquake.

The rumbling sound was so intense that it felt like the building was about to collapse.

Ning Zaifei was dragged into Yan Nan's room again, and he was almost shattered.

Yan Nan kept contacting Sun Wutian.

"Is he dead? Is Yemo dead?"

Sun Wutian didn't respond for a long time.

After an hour, he finally replied, "I'm on my way back... still not sure if he's dead... Duan Xiyang, that bastard! Ning Zaifei, that bastard! I won't spare either of them! They better not think of living! Don't stop me, I don't even want to live anymore!"

Yan Nan held his breath, "Then hurry back and see, is he dead! Ning Zaifei said there's probably no hope..."

Sun Wutian exploded, "Damn his ancestors! This Ning Zaifei is a real troublemaker! He's a top-eight expert on the Cloud Battlefield Arsenal Rankings, coming to assassinate a Jun Rank? What was he thinking! What kind of person is he?"

"If Ning Zaifei had killed someone by mistake in a large-scale battle, I wouldn't say anything. This bastard, a top expert from the Cloud Battlefield, came to assassinate a shrimp! I've wandered the martial world for ten thousand years and never heard of such a thing! What the hell!"

Sun Wutian's rage was so intense that Yan Nan could feel it through the communication jade.

He swallowed and said, "Then hurry back and see, is he dead?"

Sun Wutian spoke angrily, "Fifth Brother, ask Ning Zaifei, why did he do this? What's his reason? Did he receive instructions from someone? I'll find him!"

Yan Nan swallowed again, feeling a slight dryness in his throat.

I can say I received instructions... Although Ning Zaifei, but... that was indeed because of my order, right...

"Fine, I'll ask Ning Zaifei, I'm also angry about this matter. When I return, I'll let Duan Xiyang make a transparent hole in his body."

Yan Nan sold a good, then said, "Then hurry back and see, how is Fang Che now, and tell me the news at the first moment."

There was no response from the other side.

A short while later.

Yan Nan suddenly froze: What?

"Who?"

But Sun Wutian didn't respond.

He was probably in the middle of a battle.

Yan Nan was once again feeling depressed.

What the hell is happening today? He quickly called for Duan Xiyang, "The southeast side might have a major incident! Sun Wutian is currently under siege!"

Duan Xiyang immediately responded, "Impossible!"

"How so?"

"The Guardian's experts have all been recalled by Dong Fang San San!"

Yan Nan's face changed drastically, "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely sure!"

"Then the matter is even bigger! Sun Wutian said... he's under siege by black-clad experts who have never appeared in this world! Hurry and go! Use the Bone Teleportation Gate! Rest assured, I'll provide the energy."

Yan Nan took a deep breath, and his eyes became focused.

"Good!"

He immediately summoned the Bone Teleportation Gate.

He had just left that side, and his memory was still clear. He directly located and then poured his soul power in.

Yan Nan waved his hand, and ninety-nine pieces of Stellar Illusion Jade flew out like a dazzling starry sky.

Duan Xiyang waved his hand and caught them.

As the words were spoken, the Bone Teleportation Gate appeared in the air.

Duan Xiyang took a step and entered!

"Try to keep me alive!"

Yan Nan's voice came from behind, "Dead is fine too! I want the corpse!"

Duan Xiyang had already disappeared.

A stellar vortex, quietly vanished.

...

Sun Wutian pointed to the sky and cursed, his anger was beyond measure.

Yan Nan didn't want to pay any attention to him.

After some thought, he decided to give him some face.

Just as he was about to reply...

Suddenly, he felt the atmosphere around him was a bit off, a cluster of black mist slowly emerged.

From faint to thick, it was completed in an instant, and before he could put down the Communication Jade, the surroundings were already completely filled with black fog.

Between heaven and earth, one couldn't see their fingers in front of them.

Three phantom-like figures appeared from within the black mist, surrounding Sun Wutian in a triangular formation.

Three gusts of wind, each tearing through the air, yet they all converged on Sun Wutian.

A true master reveals their skill with every move.

Sun Wutian immediately sent a message to Yan Nan, put away the Communication Jade, and with a sinister smile, he unleashed the Wrathful Heaven Blade!

He was brimming with anger, ready to unleash it.

These three came at the right time! He knew these three were definitely not weak! But in his heart, he had no fear. Moreover, as an old man who could no longer be considered old in the rivers and lakes, he had already sent out all valuable intelligence within a single sentence!

"I'm being besieged by three black-clothed experts who have never appeared in this world," This sentence should have been enough for Yan Nan to understand what was happening!

Clang clang clang...

Sun Wutian had already exchanged blows with the three black-clothed men.

He felt the powerful collision force transmitted by the Wrathful Heaven Blade, as well as the bizarre corrosive and pulling sensations.

This was unlike any opponent he had encountered before.

Completely unfamiliar!

Sun Wutian could affirm that such opponents were ones he had never faced in his entire life! But his battle intent was soaring.

He even felt the long-lost rush of hot blood, fighting three with one, yet he was wielding his blade with ease, fighting without retreat.

The Wrathful Heaven Blade, filled with intense hatred, was dominating the battle!

But Sun Wutian himself was also clear.

This was already his limit!

These three, who knows where they came from, each possessed combat strength worthy of the top ten on the Cloud Battlefield Arsenal Rankings.

Sun Wutian was shaken to his core. He, of course, knew that there were experts beyond the Cloud Battlefield Arsenal Rankings, and many with the strength to make the list but had never participated in the rankings! There were quite a few such people in Only Me Orthodox Sect, and Guardian also had many.

And Sun Wutian himself was not the type to be on the Cloud Battlefield Arsenal Rankings.

But these people, even if he couldn't recognize them all, he could still know a few things. There was no such thing as complete unfamiliarity!

But these three guys were completely unfamiliar! Sun Wutian had never encountered such a trio of experts.

With their first move, they were so sharp! And each of them was like a natural divine force, with boundless strength!

The black fog further intensified its corrosive power.

He could only maintain the upper hand, but he couldn't repel them, let alone defeat or kill them.

Unless he fought to the death!

But now, although Sun Wutian's battle intent was high, he was unwilling to fight to the death - where would that lead?

So, while he was shouting for a grand battle, his killing intent surged, constantly changing his position, and his killing intent condensed in the high sky, summoning a raging storm.

Just as the black mist reached its thickest point, Sun Wutian let out a loud roar.

The Wrathful Heaven Blade unleashed its move, Wrathful Heaven's Path!

With a loud rumble, amidst the dense clashing of weapons, Sun Wutian soared into the sky, his body shooting straight up, unstoppable.

In an instant, he surpassed the black mist, standing beneath the azure ink sky.

At this moment, dawn was approaching.

Three black-clothed men emerged from the black mist like phantoms, rushing into the high sky to engage Sun Wutian.

At the same time, the breeze solidified, and surprisingly, three more black-clothed men appeared out of thin air.

In their hands, two wolf-toothed clubs, four hammers, and two thick and long sticks, all were the bane of light weapons! Sun Wutian laughed wildly, and although the number of enemies had doubled, he once again took the initiative to attack!

His body, like a rocket, soared into the sky again, then swiftly turned back.

The Wrathful Heaven's Blade!

Clang clang clang...

This time, he feinted at the others, but relentlessly pursued one of them. In the blink of an eye, the Wrathful Heaven's Blade transformed into a towering mountain that reached the sky!

A bright beam of light shone down.

Sun Wutian grunted from behind.

But the black-clothed man he relentlessly pursued was already swaying under the heavy pressure of his blade, and blood constantly dripped from beneath his hood.

"Let's see what you're made of!"

Sun Wutian roared wildly.

Ignoring the obstruction of the other five, his blade transformed into a river of 170 slashes, all landing on the man wielding the double hammers.

Boom boom boom...

After countless collisions, a scream, and a black hammer, along with an arm, flew out.

At the same time, Sun Wutian's long blade was recalled, and with a loud boom, he clashed with the other five; spitting out a mouthful of blood, his body flew out like a meteor.

Several black-clad figures thought Sun Wutian was trying to escape and were about to give chase.

But to their surprise, Sun Wutian flew like a meteor and grabbed the hammer connected to an arm, tearing off the sleeve as he did so.

With a tearing sound, he revealed the arm, and burst into laughter, "I knew it! With your strength, how could a mere mortal body withstand the impact of my Heaven-Hating Blade a million times? As I thought, you're not human!"

"A bunch of monsters!"

Sun Wutian laughed mockingly, "Turns out you're demons! In my life, it's the first time I've seen such creatures in this world!"

The arm he held in his hand was covered in dense, long black hair.

Although it had five fingers, the fingernails were peculiar, resembling an animal's claws rather than human nails.

The shape was strange.

This arm and hand, while not identifiable, were certainly not human.

Sun Wutian flipped his hand, storing the arm in his spatial ring.

A black shadow emerged.

Including the severely injured one missing an arm, they all stood silently in the air, their eyes emitting eerie green light, fixated on Sun Wutian.

The six figures surrounded Sun Wutian in a six-pointed star formation.

Sun Wutian roared, "So what if there are more of you? Can you stop me, Sun Wutian?"

As his voice fell, the six figures turned simultaneously, and a faint sound came from an unknown direction.

A putrid stench filled the air, reaching an extreme that even the high-altitude celestial winds couldn't disperse.

Sun Wutian, with his vast combat experience, had already closed off his senses, except for his divine perception, as he knew they weren't human.

But this stench was so foul that even his divine perception could sense the noxious odor.

His eyes suddenly stung, and as his vision blurred, he couldn't control his tear ducts. Simultaneously, his entire body felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Even his cultivation seemed to inexplicably lose three-tenths of its power in the midst of this stench.

Sun Wutian was shocked.

He unleashed the Heaven-Hating Blade with full force, soaring into the sky, but the six figures suddenly spun, forming a massive tornado from the sky to the ground.

As Sun Wutian rose, so did the six figures.

From the sky to the ground, they locked Sun Wutian and the overwhelming stench within an invisible cylinder.

"Damn..."

Sun Wutian cursed, but couldn't finish his sentence as the extreme stench filled his mouth. He nearly vomited, feeling nauseous, remembering meals from thousands of years ago.

A spark of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he blurted out, "Stinky ferret?"

This exclamation made things worse, and he couldn't control his nausea.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Sun Wutian began to vomit.

But the six figures launched their attack.

Trapped within the six-pointed star formation, it was the perfect opportunity to slay the Grand Protector of the Only Righteous Sect.

Such an opportunity to defeat a powerful cultivator like Sun Wutian was likely a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

The six figures, no, six unknown creatures, also went all out.

Wolf-toothed clubs, iron rods, and hammers swung wildly.

Attacking Sun Wutian, whose eyes were tearing up, cultivation plummeting, and who was now vomiting.

Sun Wutian was at a disadvantage, frantically swinging his Heaven-Hating Blade, but within the six-pointed star formation filled with overwhelming stench, he couldn't possibly unleash his peak battle prowess.

Moreover, the urge to vomit in his chest was uncontrollable.

The stench made his organs, even his intestines, cramp with nausea.

It was an inexplicable, overpowering force beyond combat strength.

Boom, boom, boom...

Amidst the intense battle, Sun Wutian sustained continuous injuries, and his fresh blood splattered across the sky.

He desperately tried to break free, but the six creatures expanded their circle, spinning and following his every move.

They wouldn't let Sun Wutian escape the large circle of the six-pointed star formation.

A wolf-toothed club and two hammers blocked the Heaven-Hating Blade, and an iron rod smashed into Sun Wutian's back.

Sun Wutian roared, and the Heaven-Hating Blade suddenly spun around his body, transforming into a dazzling flying dragon.

It spiraled upwards, buying time.

But the six creatures realized his intention and intensified their attacks.

At this critical moment, purple qi rose from the horizon, and a red sun emerged, its boundless glow illuminating the sky.

It was morning! The sun rose above the horizon, revealing just a sliver.

But for Sun Wutian, it was enough.

With the sun's power, the Great Sun's Power!

(End of Chapter)

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