Yu Daochen grinned sinisterly, stomped on the ground, and shot out like an arrow drawn taut.
Yu Daochen's terrifying speed gave Huang Shaotian no time to react, and he could only raise his dagger to block.
Yu Daochen knew clearly that if he couldn't take him down in one blow, he wouldn't have another chance.
When Yu Daochen was about a meter away from Huang Shaotian, he raised the Kanglong Jian in his hand, channeled the qi within him into it, and slashed fiercely.
Yu Daochen's attack, which was like splitting bamboo, gave Huang Shaotian no time to dodge, and he could only raise his dagger to block.
Just as the Kanglong Jian was about to strike the dagger, Yu Daochen spun the pulley, and the Kanglong Jian emitted a humming sound. He let out a low roar: "Break!"
*Bang!*
The Kanglong Jian struck the dagger.
"What!"
Huang Shaotian looked on in disbelief as his dagger shattered like glass.
Huang Shaotian tried to dodge sideways to evade the Kanglong Jian that had broken his dagger, but it was too late. The Kanglong Jian heavily struck his left shoulder.
Huang Shaotian cried out in pain instinctively: "Ah~"
Yu Daochen didn't hesitate, aiming for Huang Shaotian's head, and raised the Kanglong Jian, preparing for a killing blow.
Huang Shaotian's legs went weak with fear, and he collapsed to the ground.
Huang Shaotian had always cultivated at home and had never seen such a scene. Even when he went out on errands, he was always protected, and he never had to act personally.
When he truly encountered such a situation, all the spells he had learned before were thrown to the back of his mind.
He was like a flower in a greenhouse, easily destroyed by a slight gust of wind and rain – a truth that had held for ages.
Just as the Kanglong Jian was about to smash Huang Shaotian's head, a figure flashed in front of Huang Shaotian, blocking Yu Daochen's powerful and heavy strike.
At the same time, another figure had already swung a dagger towards Yu Daochen's throat.
Yu Daochen quickly retreated, dodging the attacking dagger.
The remaining person helped up Huang Shaotian, who was slumped on the ground.
Yu Daochen looked at the three of them and cursed inwardly, "I was so close to killing this guy."
However, Yu Daochen was also somewhat surprised by the speed and strength of these three.
His previous strike was difficult for even a master on the Earth Ranking to block. It seemed that the three on the opposite side were masters of the Heaven Ranking.
"This Huang Yong really dotes on his precious son."
"Kill him, kill him!" Huang Shaotian pointed at Yu Daochen and shouted.
The three glanced at Huang Shaotian. Although they were unwilling, they had no choice but to comply.
Yu Daochen assumed a defensive stance. After all, they were three Heaven Ranking masters, and he couldn't afford to be careless.
The three exchanged glances. Two of them raised their daggers and lunged at Yu Daochen.
The other, however, put down his backpack, took out a red skirt from it, and began chanting a spell.
Yu Daochen swung the Kanglong Jian to block the attacks of the two. When he saw the red skirt in the man's hand behind him, his expression changed drastically: "White clothes trap souls, red skirts summon life. How did the Corpse-Herding Sect get the magic treasure of the Yin-Yang Master Li family?"
There was a family in the martial world with profound Taoist magic. However, they did not believe in the Three Pure Ones, nor did they worship heaven and earth. Their family members were very few. The last time the martial world had news of them was three years ago, and there was very little information about that family. All they knew was that they were called Yin-Yang Masters.
What was most well-known were two magic treasures: White Clothes Trap Souls and Red Skirts Summon Life.
Legend had it that no one who had seen these two treasures had ever survived.
Yu Daochen swung the Kanglong Jian, repelling one person. With his other hand, he condensed golden light and slapped heavily at another: "Five Elements Technique, Qiankun Palm."
The man saw this and tried to retreat to dodge but was still hit squarely.
Yu Daochen ignored the two, instead forming a hand seal and taking a deep breath of air. Flames erupted and shot towards the man behind him who was chanting with the red skirt.
Seeing the flames rushing towards him, the man could only dodge, interrupting his spell.
Yu Daochen cursed inwardly.
"This thing is no joke. I was almost killed by it in Nanyang Village back then. I almost died there."
"Thinking back now, it must have been Liu Feng who saved me."
The two repelled men once again swung their daggers at Yu Daochen.
Yu Daochen had no intention of getting entangled with the two and headed straight for the man holding the red skirt.
Seeing this, the two swung their daggers to prevent Yu Daochen from approaching the man to cast his spell.
Yu Daochen, unable to get close to the man, changed his strategy. He drew his finger across the Kanglong Jian, and a ball of flame instantly enveloped it.
Yu Daochen seized the opportunity, aimed at the smug Huang Shaotian beside him, and swung the Kanglong Jian fiercely.
"Capture the king first, strike at the heart, kill this brat, and the three of them will be no problem."
The flame-infused sword energy sliced through the air, heading straight for Huang Shaotian's head.
"What the hell are you showing off about?" Yu Daochen had wanted to kill this brat earlier, but he never had the chance. It was precisely because these two were protecting the man casting the spell behind them that he finally had an opportunity.
Seeing the sword energy heading for Huang Shaotian, the two immediately rushed forward to block it.
Yu Daochen seized the opportunity and swung the Kanglong Jian at the man behind.
The man behind was about to complete his spell and felt something rushing towards him. When he looked up, the Kanglong Jian was less than half a meter from his head.
The man quickly threw down the red skirt in his hand and dodged the incoming Kanglong Jian with a roll.
Yu Daochen's strike missed. Seeing the red skirt on the ground, he quickly picked it up, his face beaming with joy.
"A good treasure, I've made a fortune, I've made a fortune."