Ming Zhi Tian was caught off guard! Struck by frost, he had no time to dodge and could only protect his vital spots, narrowly avoiding being frozen solid!
Fortunately, Ming Zhi Tian had the Xuan He Divine Body to protect him. He only suffered minor abrasions, but the frost was an Yin Yang technique that injured both body and soul, leaving Ming Zhi Tian with internal injuries.
He slowly took out a pill from his storage bag, intending to consume it. "Whoosh!" Bang!
Ming Zhi Tian's hand, holding the medicinal bottle, was kicked away. Then, a kick to the side of his face sent him flying and crashing to the ground.
"So fast!" Ming Zhi Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Yin Yang Bing Zi's movements in disbelief.
As he watched, Yin Yang Bing Zi finished forming hand seals, and a green frosty glow pulsed from his feet, clearly some kind of acceleration Yin Yang technique.
Yin Yang Yan Zi sneered, "Is this it? Did Grand Tutor overestimate this brat? Sending us, the Yin Yang Twin Emissaries, to deal with a mere Feng Shen realm cultivator? It's a joke. Has Grand Tutor lost his mind?"
Although the Yin Yang Twin Emissaries only possessed the strength of the fifth level of the Awakening Realm, their mastery of Yin Yang techniques, combined with their natural talents, allowed them to compensate for their weaknesses, making them equivalent to two cultivators at the tenth level of the Awakening Realm. Ming Zhi Tian knew he was outmatched and was contemplating an escape.
However, the Yin Yang Twin Emissaries wouldn't give Ming Zhi Tian a chance. Yin Yang Yan Zi said, "Bing Zi, he's yours."
Yin Yang Bing Zi was a little reluctant, but it was a mission, so he could only comply, then looked at Ming Zhi Tian with a contemptuous gaze.
He instantly formed hand seals! A powerful ancient ice dragon was summoned from the void, its enormous maw opening and instantly engulfing Ming Zhi Tian!
"Must I, Ming Zhi Tian, really perish here?" Ming Zhi Tian despaired, utterly unable to resist.
Just then, the ice dragon was engulfed by a torrential surge and shattered into pieces...
"Who dares cause trouble outside my Shen Huang Sacred Land Sect?"
A booming voice echoed through the heavens.
The Yin Yang Twin Emissaries felt their hair stand on end. They slowly turned their heads, looking towards the source of the voice.
There, a graceful, ethereal young man in white robes, holding a golden tome, stood on one leg in mid-air, undisturbed by the wind.
Upon seeing the newcomer, the Yin Yang Twin Emissaries' legs went numb, and they dared not move.
The white-robed youth raised an eyebrow, "From the Yin Yang family? How dare you run rampant in my Shen Huang Sacred Land Sect?"
Yin Yang Yan Zi quickly explained, "G-G-Great… Great One, please forgive us. You are magnanimous, please spare us. It was… it was this brat. He saved the Yuan family patriarch, and afterward, the Yuan family eradicated a small branch of our Yin Yang family. The reason for all this is that this brat ruined our plans."
The white-robed youth let out a cold snort, "Then, is he a member of the Yuan family?"
Yin Yang Yan Zi broke out in a cold sweat, "Reporting to Great One, no… no, but…"
The white-robed youth's face instantly turned cold, "Since he is not, then you should directly confront the Yuan family. Bullying a junior, and moreover, within my Shen Huang Sacred Land Sect, the Yin Yang family has quite the audacity."
"Thump!"
"Thud!"
The hearts of the Yin Yang Twin Emissaries pounded erratically, their chests heaving with anxiety.
The white-robed youth said, "Scram. Don't let there be a next time."
The Yin Yang Twin Emissaries, as if granted amnesty, quickly said, "Thank you!" and fled without looking back.
Ming Zhi Tian, looking at the radiant figure before him, couldn't help but ask, "Who are you, sir?"
"Immortal King."
The white-robed youth left only four words before soaring away on his sword.
Ming Zhi Tian reacted, "Why did you save me?"
...
His own fading echoes were the only response.
"Who?!"
Ming Zhi Tian's scalp tingled again. A very powerful aura appeared. Ming Zhi Tian instinctively turned to look, but no one was there.
Yet, he knew someone was present. "Who? Come out!"
A spatial rift opened slightly, and a beautiful young girl walked out. Her face was delicate and pretty, her arms long, and her legs slender.
She was actually a cultivator at the second level of the Shen Luo realm!
Let alone the Shen Luo realm, Ming Zhi Tian would have been resigned to death against the two cultivators at the tenth level of the Awakening Realm just moments ago.