Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert

Capítulo 1859: Chapter 1857: The Mysterious Strong One Makes a Move (Thirteenth Update)

An excited laugh suddenly echoed, causing Xiao Yifeng and the others’ expressions to change. Their gazes swept around and saw dozens of people approaching from afar, led by a middle-aged man exuding an overwhelming aura.

His eyes carried a sinister gleam, his lips curled in a bizarre, excited smile, and his strength had reached the eighth level of the Life and Death Realm.

He was none other than Sikong Yunhu, the deputy clan leader of the Sikong Clan and brother to Sikong Yunlong, the clan leader. Behind him were numerous strong members of the Sikong Clan.

In the blink of an eye, Sikong Yunhu and his group arrived in front of Xiao Yifeng and the others.

“People from the Sikong Clan?”

Xiao Yifeng’s expression changed multiple times as he looked at the opponent, his demeanor solemn. The Heibai Elders frowned deeply, appearing very grave.

The imposing force of the Life and Death Realm released by Sikong Yunhu made them feel heavily oppressed, as if unable to breathe, and as though he could decide their life or death with just a thought.

“Originally, I wanted to find the Witch Clan ruins to see if there were any ancient treasures left by the Witch Clan. I did not expect to encounter someone with the Witch God Bloodline today.”

“If this could be used by our Sikong Clan, it would be a great fortune for us. In the future, once we cultivate a Witch God, the entire South Desolation would submit to our Sikong Clan!”

Sikong Yunhu said excitedly, as he envisioned it in his mind.

“Clan Leader, hurry and escape. You must survive and lead the Witch Clan towards revival!”

At this moment, a middle-aged individual from the Witch Clan said to Tian Tu, then immediately rushed toward Sikong Yunhu, his body swelling as he proceeded to self-destruct.

With a bang, a powerful energy spread out, but in the blink of an eye, it vanished, leaving Sikong Yunhu unharmed.

“Hmph, with just the power of a mere Hollow Void Realm, you think you can hurt me by self-destructing? What sheer idiocy!”

Sikong Yunhu sneered disdainfully.

“Ah!!!”

Watching his clan member sacrifice himself by self-destructing for his sake, Tian Tu let out a roar, eyes filled with rage.

He emanated a terrifying aura, his eyes glinting red, his Witch God Bloodline igniting within him, causing his body to surge as he charged toward Sikong Yunhu.

Sikong Yunhu merely waved his hand lightly, rendering Tian Tu completely immobile.

“This is troublesome!”

Xiao Yifeng frowned deeply, his expression extremely grave. Even using the Level Seven Formation Map, he couldn’t harm this Sikong Yunhu; the opponent’s power was simply too terrifying.

Just then, Feng Youyou’s lips curled slightly, her eyes gently moved.

Bang!

A tempestuous hurricane suddenly whipped up in the void, then swept directly toward Sikong Yunhu, whose expression changed as he hurriedly responded, attempting to suppress the hurricane with a terrifying force in the void.

Bang!

A piercing roar echoed, and the power that Sikong Yunhu unleashed was obliterated by the hurricane, which then transformed into a massive dragon, devouring Sikong Yunhu as it approached, destroying everything in its path in the void.

Witnessing this scene, Sikong Yunhu’s face changed dramatically, looking exceedingly grim. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and a unique aura of a Life-and-Death Realm Expert expanded swiftly around him.

He then condensed a horrifying palm print in the void, enormous at a hundred zhang, with an awe-inspiring momentum capable of exterminating heaven and earth.

Rumble!

Immediately, this palm print, akin to the Tathagata Divine Palm, slammed once more toward the hurricane-dragon, resulting in endless booming roars.

Waves of terrible residual energy spread omnidirectionally, sending Xiao Yifeng and others flying, and the surrounding trees and boulders were instantly obliterated, the ground entirely caving in.

A half-minute later, the residual energy dissipated, and Xiao Yifeng scanned the area, seeing Sikong Yunhu half-kneeling, pale-faced, with blood at the corner of his mouth.

In front of Sikong Yunhu appeared a small tower-like object, forming a protective shield, exuding an imposing Emperor’s Artifact authority, clearly of supreme quality.

It was this supreme artifact that had just saved him; otherwise, he would have been destroyed by the hurricane-dragon, and his previous palm print, capable of killing a Life and Death Realm Seventh Level Expert, was completely obliterated.

The hurricane’s power was utterly terrifying and eye-opening, causing Sikong Yunhu extreme discomfort and gravity, his eyes filled with fear and lingering trepidation.

At the same time, his eyes were full of doubt, as he scanned the surroundings with Spiritual Sense to find out who had acted, yet found nothing.

“May I ask which senior acted? I am Sikong Yunhu of the Sikong Clan; I wonder where we might have offended you?”

Even though Sikong Yunhu couldn’t find who had attacked, he dared not show negligence and promptly bowed respectfully.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yifeng and the others looked baffled; Xiao Yifeng activated his perspective eye, scanning everything within a ten-thousand-meter radius but found no trace of any strong expert.

“Scram!”

An explosive voice roared in the void, like a morning bell and evening drum reverberating from a distant sky into everyone’s ears, shocking Sikong Yunhu’s mind, causing him to spit another mouthful of blood, his face filled with terror and his head buzzing.

“Hurry up and go!”

Sikong Yunhu dared not say more, quickly turning to leave, followed closely by his clan’s strong members fleeing rapidly.

Everything returned to tranquility, as if nothing had happened.

“Who was the senior just now? Is there a Dominator Realm Expert hidden here?”

Xiao Yifeng couldn’t help but ask, filled with confusion.

“Probably, you’re a lucky kid!”

Long Qian laughed as he answered.

“Tian Tu, are you alright?”

Xiao Yifeng looked at Tian Tu and asked.

“I’m fine, Young Master, I want…”

Tian Tu shook his head, then hesitantly gazed at Xiao Yifeng.

“You want to go to the Witch Clan, right?”

Xiao Yifeng said.

“Yes, that person from the Witch Clan sacrificed himself to protect me, I don’t want to let him down. I want to visit the Witch Clan since I am also a member.”

Tian Tu looked at Xiao Yifeng and said.

“Alright, I’ll go with you!”

Xiao Yifeng said, and then he, along with Tian Tu and the remaining Witch Clan members, left for the Witch Clan ruins.

Now, the remaining bloodline members of the Witch Clan in the entire Ancient Realm are all in those ruins, which is also the last place where the Witch Clan’s bloodline resides. Without it, the Witch Clan would be effectively extinct.