Top-tier Unruly Master

Chapter 2172: Chapter 2208: Will Not Give Up

Just a few words caused Herr Rufeng and everyone to be mentally shocked, but also deeply regretful. Did the Night Wolf Emperor’s coffin actually fly away? There are all the great treasures of the emperor there.

A group of people walked and discussed, but Ding Fan no longer spoke, pondering the Wolf Howl Divine Technique, thinking about what would happen once they left.

"Okay, we’ll camp here, Herr Liyan, Herr Ziqiang, and Herr Shaodong. You take people to search for the exit; we must leave the mausoleum as soon as possible. If there is any situation signal immediately."

Upon reaching a small hill, Herr Ningshuang stopped to give orders to everyone. Herr Liyan and the others, each accompanied by a young master, went out to explore in all directions. A group of girls followed Herr Ningshuang to a nearby cave, and after a while, Herr Ningshuang came out in clean clothes, looking very glamorous.

"Ding Fan, don’t worry, I will have Uncle Qianjun protect you."

Herr Ningshuang saw Ding Fan silently meditating on the ground and whispered to him. Ding Fan opened his eyes, nodded slightly, and Herr Ningshuang sat beside him treating her wounds.

"Whoosh!"

Half an hour later, Herr Liyan flew back, shouting loudly from afar: "Miss Ningshuang, we found the exit."

"Signal, call everyone to gather together!"

After half an hour of treatment, Herr Ningshuang hadn’t recovered much, but she immediately ordered signals to be sent out for Herr Liyan to gather everyone. After everyone returned, Herr Ningshuang led a large group northward.

Herr Liyan led the way ahead for more than ten miles, where there’s a black stone door beneath a cliff, now open revealing a dark hole.

"Squeak, squeak!"

Herr Liyan took the lead, wielding his weapon to rush in, disappearing after a flash of white light. Herr Ningshuang waved her hand to command everyone to enter the exit, and they all charged out together.

"Buzz, buzz!"

With a flash of white light, Ding Fan suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, his eyes lighting up quickly.

Because the surroundings were familiar scenery, they were transmitted to the entrance hall, with nine doors inscribed "Life and Death" before them.

"We’re out!"

People from various major forces had entered this hall before; if they follow the passage, they can walk out safely, outside it is Wolf Fall Cliff.

"Ding Fan, let’s leave here. If everything goes well, it’s fine. If anything happens, I will get Uncle Qianjun involved."

Herr Ningshuang spoke to Ding Fan on her side, and Ding Fan nodded. Herr Ningshuang led a group marching vigorously outside.

Ding Fan followed silently, with the Heaven Measuring Ruler appearing in his hand, ready to fight against anyone who planned to harm him.

Wolf Fall Cliff was invisible inside, and equally unable to see outside. Ding Fan thought about it for half an hour and was convinced that Herr Ningshuang had certainly found Herr Qianjun. This hiding place wasn’t a long-term solution. He hesitated, removed the Ghost Mask, hoping to slip by unnoticed by the Zhong Family Clan who might recognize him from killing Zhong Wugu while he was masked.

He thought again, put away the Heaven Measuring Ruler, and jumped out from the passage. With a flash of white light, he felt himself suspended mid-air, leaping forward.

"Whoosh!"

A figure flew over, grabbing his robe to jump leftward. Ding Fan’s ring already glowed, ready to unleash the Wolf Howl Divine Technique. Relaxing his vigilance, he recognized the person as Herr Liyan.

Herr Liyan caught Ding Fan and fell leftward, into a Super Airship, where Herr sisters and noble young men and women from Tianmu Sea’s major forces were present.

Seeing a middle-aged man onboard made Ding Fan’s heart calm. Herr Ningshuang must have persuaded Herr Qianjun to ensure his safety, right?

"Wait!"

Then, a thunderous voice rang out from the cliff of Wolf Fall Cliff. Five Divine Senses locked onto Ding Fan, and a familiar voice echoed: "This person is very similar to the one who killed Wugu. Don’t let them escape."

"Whoosh!"

Five figures flashed from the cliff, and Ding Fan looked over to find five powerful entities, including a familiar one, Zhong Wushang. Though appearing young, he was in his thirties, not among the candidates entering the Imperial Tomb.

During the attack at Wu Family Fortress, Ding Fan was severely injured but clearly saw Zhong Wushang’s face, leaving a deep impression.

"The Zhong Family really sent people, and there are five Divine Realm Fifth Level experts?"

Ding Fan’s heart sank to the bottom of the valley, Herr Liyan’s expression changed drastically, and Herr Rufeng and others’ faces shifted, only Herr Ningshuang remained calm.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, an icy aura seeped in, and Herr Qianjun’s voice emerged: "Zhong Family, you dare to blockade our way, what do you intend to do?"

The Zhong Family almost attempted to kill Ding Fan, hesitating immediately upon hearing Herr Qianjun, who possessed daunting strength, capable of defeating them single-handedly.

"Buzz, buzz!"

A Zhong Family Martial Artist pulled out an ancient Flying Chariot, and the five boarded it, Herr Liyan exhaled, landing on the Super Airship, and standing on the deck.

Standing not far from Herr Qianjun, Ding Fan still felt insecure, as the five Divine Senses remained locked on him, feeling like immersed in an ice cellar. He dared not breathe loudly, utterly crushed under such opponents, risking any movement would lead to being slain.

The five from the Zhong Family stood on Flying Chariot, more than a hundred meters from the Super Airship, Zhong Wushang warily observing Ding Fan in the distance, murderous intent in his gaze. Coldly sneering, he remarked: "I wondered who it could be? So it’s you, this dog shit."

The other four Zhong Family powerhouses also looked at Zhong Wushang, who whispered, "His name seems to be Ding Fan, that little lover of the reborn Phoenix Body."

"Oh..."

The five Zhong Family members brimmed with murderous intent. A young powerhouse with gray hair and an eagle-like face swept his gaze over Ding Fan, then addressed the cold-faced Herr Qianjun, who was observing, "Herr, our young clan leader Zhong Wugu is dead, and this person is the murderer. Please hand him over to us."

"Shhh~~"

The faces of Herr Rufeng, Herr Liyan, and others turned even graver. As they observed their expressions, Ningshuang felt secretly annoyed.

If only she had brought all these people into the cabin. With their panic and unease, should they inform the Zhong Family that Ding Fan is the murderer of Zhong Wugu?

Herr Qianjun stood there like a spear, a frosty expression on his face, exuding arrogance and dominance. He coldly stared at the elder of the Zhong Family and said, "Zhong Qingyun, have you gone senile? What realm is this person? Merely the Divine Realm Second Level Peak. Your young clan leader seemed to be in the Divine Realm Third Level Intermediate? Along with the Sixth-level Martial Warrior Legacy, could he possibly kill Zhong Wugu? If you speak nonsense here, are you trying to wage war with my Tianmu Sea?"

"Good!"

Ding Fan and Ningshuang’s eyes brightened slightly. Although Herr Qianjun seemed aggressive, his words made sense. If one didn’t know the truth, they’d surely agree with him.

Three super airships floated nearby, causing many powerhouses to stir and watch from the decks.

Hearing Herr Qianjun’s words, several divine senses circled around Ding Fan. Many faces showed indecision. How could Ding Fan, at the Divine Realm Second Level Peak, kill Zhong Wugu?

Upon hearing that Zhong Wugu was dead, the powerhouses on the super airships weren’t too worried since their young masters and ladies’ life-bound jade discs were unharmed, indicating they were still alive, and Ningshuang along with others could come out, as could the children of their households.

The five Zhong Family members frowned, casting more glances toward Ding Fan, now filled with doubt.

After all, Ding Fan’s realm was too low. Given his strength, it would be difficult to kill the Divine Realm Third Level Intermediate Zhong Wugu, not to mention Zhong Wugu having a Sixth-level Martial Warrior Legacy. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Zhong Wushang pondered for a moment, a crystal appearing in his hand which sparkled. In the air, an image suddenly appeared, depicting the scene where Ding Fan, wielding the Heaven Measuring Ruler, was striking down at Zhong Wugu.

"Hmm, that was close!"

Ding Fan breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, he neither wore a ghost mask nor wielded the Heaven Measuring Ruler.

Ningshuang frowned. The picture was clear, Ding Fan had changed clothes, and though he wore the ghost mask at the time, his build was too similar.

"It must be him!"

Zhong Wushang, making a comparison, roared furiously, and a golden battle saber appeared in his hand, the sword scar on his forehead glowed, and the murderous aura in his body surged toward Ding Fan like a tidal wave.

"Zhong Wushang, if you dare to strike here, do you believe I won’t kill you?"

Herr Qianjun took two steps forward, blocking all the murderous aura, allowing Ding Fan and Ningshuang to feel relieved immediately.

A silver-white battle halberd appeared in Herr Qianjun’s hand, and a small moon appeared on his forehead. He too was a Seventh-level Legacy Warrior.

He exuded even more ferocious murderous intent, gazing coldly at the five Zhong Family members, "Without evidence, dare you kill someone from Tianmu Sea? Do you want to be destroyed? I’ve already informed our clan leader, do you want to try making a move?"

"Ssss~~"

Herr Qianjun’s words aroused sounds of surprise. Master Daozhen’s domineering presence was well-known in the Northern Wastelands. In the Shenwu Country, when an elder of a Fourth Grade force used force at Tianmu Sea, Master Daozhen, in front of the Zhao Family Patriarch, slaughtered all the powerhouses of the Fourth Grade family.

Many years ago, the Three Great Kingdoms gathered numerous powerful individuals to attack Tianmu Sea, only to retreat in disgrace, returning to their domains embarrassed.

On the Martial God List of the Northern Wastelands, Master Daozhen ranked third, existing as a two-thousand-year-old undying being. If he were to appear, even the Northern Desolation of the Divine Realm would be embroiled in a bloody storm.

"Herr Qianjun, you’re truly impressive!"

At this moment, a cold laugh resounded, and an old man in a red robe walked onto the deck of a super airship. He was the powerhouse leading the Zhao Family this time.

The old man in a green robe cast a contemptuous glance at Herr Qianjun, "Herr Qianjun, the young clan leader of the Zhong Family is dead, the hope for the future of the Zhong Family, a genius of the Sixth-level Martial Warrior Legacy. We had already agreed not to kill. If Zhong Wugu truly died by his hand and you refuse to hand him over, our Shenwu Country... will not hesitate to fight!"

"Yes!"

The Zhong Family martial artists immediately shouted, "If you don’t hand him over, our Zhong Family will never relent."

"Zhao Tianba!"

Herr Qianjun stared at the strong man in red, his expression growing even colder. Ningshuang’s face turned particularly solemn upon hearing these three words. This was a well-known powerhouse in the Shenwu Country, on par with Herr Qianjun in realm, at the Divine Realm Fifth Level Peak, about to enter the Divine Realm Sixth Level. More importantly, this person was also a Seventh-level Legacy Warrior, ranking highly in the Northern Desolation of the Divine Realm, comparable to Herr Qianjun.

Zhao Tianba’s appearance represented the stance of the Shenwu Country. The Zhong Family had always been a subordinate to the Zhao Family. Zhong Wugu died at Tianmu Sea, and the Zhao Family had to support this dog they reared; otherwise, it wouldn’t make sense for him not to step forward.

Herr Qianjun felt some regret for not bringing stronger powerhouses this time, thinking that on the edge of Tianmu Sea, who would dare act recklessly?

As for having already informed Master Daozhen, it was mere bravado. How could he disturb Master Daozhen’s cultivation? Even if Ding Fan were murdered, he wouldn’t dare disturb Master Daozhen.

"Uncle Qianjun!"

Ningshuang murmured in a low voice, eyes full of pleading, holding a jade pendant inscribed with the word Daozhen.