Urban Martial Saint

In the dark secret room, no one could see clearly what was inside; the only visible thing was the figure sitting cross-legged at the entrance. Moreover, this person was facing away from the others, so it wasn’t very clear; the only evident thing was the ancient-colored robe he was wearing. Judging from the attire, this person belonged to an era at least over a hundred years ago.

Locked in this secret room for a hundred years, no matter who he was, he should be dead. Yet, this person did not look like a corpse at all!

Du Canglang stood at the entrance, also nervously watching those who went in, with most of his attention focused on the cross-legged person. Watching these few cautiously approach the cross-legged figure, Du Canglang’s heart also tensed up. His main intention was to let these people probe whether this person was dead or alive.

These few also knew how dangerous the cross-legged person was and instinctively walked around him, not daring to get close. However, since this person was sitting at the entrance, avoiding him entirely was impossible. They could only carefully avoid touching him.

Luckily, this person remained sitting as if deceased, without any movement. As these few walked past him, seeing no movement from him, they finally breathed a long sigh of relief, evidently more at ease.

Watching from outside, Du Canglang also relaxed a bit. It seemed this person was truly dead and posed no threat. Just as he was preparing to enter the secret room, a sudden cry echoed from inside. The sound seemed as if something extremely strange had happened within.

”What happened?” Du Canglang hurriedly asked, initially intending to step into the secret room but now stopped short, not daring to move forward.

”There’s... there’s another person in here!” someone inside loudly replied.

”Another person?” Du Canglang’s face changed. The cross-legged figure at the entrance was shocking enough; how could there be another person inside? What on earth was going on?

Just then, panicked cries erupted from within, accompanied by a voice tinged with fear: ”He... he... he opened his eyes...”

Outside, Wen’er shivered and quickly clung to Ye Qing’s arm. Du Canglang’s expression also changed; not only was there another person inside, but this person had opened his eyes, complicating matters further.

”Who exactly is he? How did he open his eyes? Is he not dead?” Du Canglang asked loudly.

”I don’t know if he’s dead or not, but he... he really opened his eyes...” The moment these words were spoken, a piercing scream suddenly erupted from the secret room, as if someone had seen a ghost. Subsequently, others inside also began screaming in agony. Ye Qing watched as they rushed toward the entrance, but something in the darkness pulled them back. The screams gradually weakened until they stopped completely, suggesting their demise.

At this, even Ye Qing was startled, retreating a few steps cautiously watching the secret room. Du Canglang also stepped back, gathering all his strength, nervously eyeing the entrance, ready for a confrontation.

Yet, there was no movement in the darkness. After five full minutes, a hoarse voice finally emerged from the secret room: ”What era is this?”

Ye Qing and Du Canglang exchanged glances. The voice sounded extremely old and weak, like that of someone on their deathbed. But this very voice sent shivers down their spines, carrying a strange power, an eerie force that invoked deep fear.

After a brief silence, Du Canglang quickly turned, grabbing Ye Qing, and started running outside. His instincts told him that the person inside the secret room was beyond his abilities to handle. Thus, he decided to abandon the Tianzhu Sword. However, he couldn’t give up the Buddha’s Relic; without it, he would have gained nothing.

Before taking two steps, a sudden noise arose from the dark secret room. Immediately, a black-robed figure rushed out with ghostly speed and appeared before Du Canglang, blocking their passage in the hall.

At this moment, Ye Qing finally saw the figure clearly. Clad in a black robe embroidered with a large skull, with blood dripping from its mouth, it looked terrifying. This person appeared extremely old, nearly bald, with lifeless, wrinkled skin exuding a creepy aura of death.

Seeing the black robe, Du Canglang’s face visibly changed. Staring at the old man, he spoke solemnly: ”The Immortal Lord!”

”The Immortal Lord?” Ye Qing’s expression changed. He had heard about the Immortal Lord from Du Canglang before. Back then, Du Canglang had mentioned that the Immortal Lord’s power was extraordinarily terrifying, and even the Corpse Ghost Dragon would find it challenging to kill him. Moreover, he had once possessed the Tianzhu Sword. But that was a hundred years ago. After the Immortal Lord obtained the Tianzhu Sword, he vanished without a trace. Who would have thought that a hundred years later, he would reappear at the Doomsday Sect. Where had he been all these years? And how old is he now? Why hasn’t he died yet?

”The Immortal Lord.” The old man repeated the name slowly, then let out a sinister laugh: ”I can’t believe it, after all these years, people still remember my name. Good, very good!”

This old man was indeed the Immortal Lord!

No wonder there were such fingerprints on the stone pillars in the hall. With the Immortal Lord’s strength, leaving such marks was no difficult task!

Ye Qing looked at the old man in front of him but felt even more shocked. The world was already so chaotic, and now another Immortal Lord appeared. How chaotic would the world become? Moreover, the Immortal Lord’s power was terrifying. If he went on a killing spree after going out, who could stop him? Just after solving the disaster of the Corpse Ghost Dragon, now another Immortal Lord has appeared. It seems that Old Wang Ba and Shijia’s words were not wrong at all; the world really is going to fall into chaos!

Looking at the Immortal Lord, Du Canglang was on high alert because he knew very well the terror and unpredictability of this person.

The Immortal Lord ignored Du Canglang’s vigilance, his gaze first swept over Du Canglang and then landed on Ye Qing. He stared at Ye Qing for a while and then suddenly laughed coldly: ”The power in this kid is somewhat peculiar, able to cultivate both Buddha-Demon. What kind of martial arts are you practicing?”

Ye Qing was startled. Du Canglang knew about the Buddha’s Relic on his body. However, Du Canglang was unaware of the power of the Devouring Demon Flower inside him. Ye Qing had been captured by Du Canglang for almost a month, but Du Canglang couldn’t detect the flower’s power within him. Yet, as soon as the Immortal Lord appeared, he knew Ye Qing possessed the combined power of Buddha-Demon, indicating how powerful the Immortal Lord was!

”Buddha-Demon dual cultivation?” Du Canglang was surprised as he looked at Ye Qing. He had no idea Ye Qing also possessed Demonic Sect Power.

Ye Qing ignored Du Canglang. He shook his head and said, ”You’re mistaken. I don’t even have an ounce of Inner Strength, so how can we talk about Buddha-Demon dual cultivation?”

”Hmph, little brat, you think you can fool me, you’ve overestimated yourself!” The Immortal Lord sneered, ”There is nothing in the world that can deceive me!”

”Is that so?” Ye Qing retorted coldly, ”Since nothing can deceive you, why don’t you tell me what kind of martial arts I practice?”

This question left the Immortal Lord momentarily speechless. After a while, he suddenly sneered: ”Little brat, don’t rush. Once I capture you and absorb all your power, I’ll know exactly what martial arts you’ve been practicing.”

Ye Qing quickly took a step back. Why did the Immortal Lord seem somewhat similar to the Corpse Ghost Dragon, using a method of absorbing others’ Inner Strength?

Du Canglang looked at the Immortal Lord, then at Ye Qing, and his brows furrowed tightly. The Buddha’s Relic on Ye Qing was significant to him, and he definitely didn’t want Ye Qing to be captured by the Immortal Lord. However, the Immortal Lord was renowned across the land, not someone he could contend with. If the Immortal Lord truly wanted to capture Ye Qing, Du Canglang had no way to stop him. But should he just watch the Buddha’s Relic be taken by the Immortal Lord?

While Du Canglang was contemplating whether to intervene, the Immortal Lord first looked at him and sneered: ”This little brat’s power is strange but very pure. I need to study it slowly. For now, I’ll absorb your power to replenish the years of depletion!”

Du Canglang’s face changed, for he was just considering whether to rescue Ye Qing, but didn’t expect the Immortal Lord already had his eyes on him. He glanced at the Immortal Lord, then suddenly turned and ran wildly in another direction. He knew the Immortal Lord wasn’t lying. If he really came to absorb his power, he wouldn’t be able to escape. If he let the Immortal Lord absorb all his power, he’d be as good as dead!

”Trying to flee?” The Immortal Lord sneered, his body floating like a ghost in the wind, effortlessly yet rapidly blocking Du Canglang’s way.

Du Canglang jumped in fright and quickly turned to dodge. However, his speed was far inferior to the Immortal Lord’s, who extended a hand, grabbing hold of his shoulder.