True Martial World Chapter 1201

"It's really Yi Yun! How terrifying! The Myriad Immortal Pavilion offered an astronomical reward to capture him, but not a single trace of him was found. Yet, he returns in disguise? And not one person here managed to see through his disguise."

"The Myriad Immortal Pavilion has truly been fooled by him. Also, Yi Yun is able to cure the plague so easily. Didn’t he also treat Dong Xiaowan back then?"

People began breaking out into a discussion. At that moment, everyone in Myriad City—be it, alchemists, doctors, warriors, the young, the old, juniors, or upper echelons of sects—had immense reverence for Yi Yun. He was simply too terrifying.

The strong were always looked up to in the martial world. If Yi Yun had been destroyed by the Myriad Immortal Pavilion, people would only have sighed and commented how the heavens were envious of geniuses. Some might even engage in schadenfreude. But now, Yi Yun had turned the tables and dealt with the Myriad Immortal Pavilion. It was completely different.

His strength, alchemical skills, and spirit made people have no choice but to respect him.

"Who is… Yi Yun?"

Skyfire Sacred Hands pricked up his brows. It was his first time in the Myriad Divine Territory, so he did not know of Yi Yun.

At that moment, Six-Fingers took a few steps forward and informed him of Yi Yun's identity. Although this was also his first time in Myriad City, he had noticed the wanted posters plastered across the city’s walls. One time, he had inquired out of curiosity.

When he was informed of Yi Yun's identity and circumstances, Skyfire Sacred Hands was astounded.

"What did you say? He has cultivated for less than seven decades?"

Skyfire Sacred Hands found it unbelievable. He had cultivated for three millennia but even so, he was already an absolute genius. He was also considered a member of the younger generation in the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect.

As for the red-dressed girl, she was completely dumbfounded. She gazed at Yi Yun's true face. How did he look anything like a middle-aged man?

"He's… about the same age as me?"

The red-dressed girl found it unacceptable. If he were an old freak that had lived for many years, it made sense for her to be inferior to him. However, if he was about her age, the blow to her only left her beaten blue and black.

As she beheld Yi Yun, the youth that was the focus of attention, she felt that she lacked the courage to look at him straight. She knew that even if the information regarding Yi Yun had been exaggerated, it could not be too far from the truth. It was a fact that he only had a cultivation level at the Dao Palace realm. His ability to match a Supremacy was something she had just witnessed with her own eyes, so how could it be an exaggeration?

"Well done! Very well done! You are the first person to dare despise my Myriad Immortal Pavilion in such a manner!" Si Shanhe's voice resounded through the entire pocket world, causing everyone’s ears to hum.

"Today, you will definitely die no matter who tries to interfere! Now that we have you here, don't even think of leaving!" Si Shanhe's eyes emitted intense killing intent. Instantly, his clothes fluttered without a wind. He resembled a brewing volcano that was about to erupt as tremendous strength seemed ready to lash out at any moment.

Against such a threat, few people could withstand the pressure. However, Yi Yun stood in place with his hair fluttering from the domineering might, all the while remaining calm. He even looked extremely arrogant.

"You just took the words that I wanted to deliver to you. By daring to come here today, I naturally have the necessary reliance!" Yi Yun's voice was not loud but it similarly resounded through the entire area, entering everyone's ears.

"Reliance? You? No matter how much stronger you are, you only have the strength of an early-stage Supremacy. Against me, you have no way of resisting!"

Si Shanhe's voice was loud and clear, like the gongs of a war drum.

He waved his arms and a squarish seal appeared above his head. It was Si Shanhe's intrinsic enchanted artifact—"Shanhe Seal!"

It was once a nameless ancient treasure that Si Shanhe obtained in his youth. He named it after himself and, with it in hand, Si Shanhe's aura rapidly increased, completely repressing Yi Yun.

At Si Shanhe's realm, as long as he didn't release his aura, there was no way to gauge his cultivation level. As Yi Yun sensed Si Shanhe's aura, he knew that his strength far exceeded Skyfire Sacred Hands's. Although Skyfire Sacred Hands was peerless in alchemy, he had only cultivated for three millennia, whereas Si Shanhe was hundreds of thousands of years old. His cultivation level had long reached the pinnacle of his life.

But at that moment, Si Shanhe's expression suddenly changed as he looked at City Lord Qin. "Qin Zhengyang, you…"

He sensed killing intent from Qin Zhengyang!

"So that's the reason. I was wondering why this punk remains fearless. It's because you have schemed with this little bastard to go against me? Qin Zhengyang, you may be Myriad City's City Lord but you are nothing in front of me. It was the Myriad Immortal Pavilion and the other factions that gave you the position of City Lord. If you were to publicly attack me, your days as City Lord would be over. Furthermore, you can't kill me. You will only end up dying an ignominious death!"

At Si Shanhe and Qin Zhengyang's level, it was very difficult to actually kill a comparable opponent. Even if one found themselves vastly outmatched, escape was an option, allowing for them to wait for an opportunity to seek revenge. Therefore, when the typical expert had a contentious relationship with another expert, they would not be willing to lose all decorum, much less speak of a life-and-death battle. The price would be too heavy.

"Die an ignominious death?" City Lord Qin laughed. "The one dying today is you!"

As he spoke, City Lord Qin took out a black broadsword from his interspatial ring. This two-handed sword was five-feet-long. Its blade was lusterless.

Si Shanhe narrowed his eyes. He never expected Qin Zhengyang to draw his Blackcloud Broadsword. It meant that he was absolutely serious. Wasn't he afraid that the Myriad Immortal Pavilion would seek revenge?

This thought flashed across Si Shanhe's mind when his expression changed. He sensed that the surrounding worldly laws were undergoing a subtle change.

A massive array formation enveloped a small area of space, and Si Shanhe found himself in the center of the array!

As for Qin Zhengyang, he was standing on one corner of the array.

The array formation had other corners, and there was a figure at each spot.

Including Qin Zhengyang, there were six people!

Out of these six people, only two of them, including Qin Zhengyang, had been in the pocket world the whole time. The other four had suddenly appeared.

"Guiyuan Potian! Perfected Qianhua!"

Si Shanhe looked at a colorful-robed elder. He was the Patriarch of the Guiyuan family, Guiyuan Potian.

There was a woman carrying a zither. Her hair was tied up high and she wore an ornate headdress. She was the master of Paradise Chapter's Fairy Youqin, Perfected Qianhua!

And standing not far from Perfected Qianhua was a woman in a Daoist robe who held a whisk. This Daoist nun was someone Si Shanhe had never seen before.

"Master!"

Princess White Fox was overjoyed seeing her master arrive, having not seen her in years.

The female Daoist glanced at Princess White Fox and gave her a relieved smile. She had been touring the world, but received a voice transmission from Qin Zhengyang asking her to come to the Myriad Divine Territory. Her strength was comparable to Qin Zhengyang's. She had hidden among the crowd, avoiding the probes of the Myriad Immortal Pavilion's upper echelons.

So it was that they had set up a massive trap to kill Si Shanhe!

However, despite having a powerful line-up, they still needed a good pretext for war. The Myriad Immortal Pavilion had been in business for years. It had nurtured many underlings and was a resilient behemoth. Once Si Shanhe mustered the other factions as Myriad Immortal Pavilion allies, the advantage Yi Yun and company had in this war would turn into a disadvantage.

However, Qin Zhengyang was acutely aware that these factions were simply fence sitters. They were not fully loyal to the Myriad Immortal Pavilion, but were loyal to benefits.

By letting them see that Yi Yun possessed the means to easily treat their juniors, and a limitless potential, he would act as both a massive allure and deterrence!

No faction would be willing to go up against a group of experts that included Qin Zhengyang. Furthermore, it included Yi Yun, who was bound to mature in the future.

Even the Myriad Immortal Pavilion had suffered at the hands of Yi Yun. Even the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect had been badly subdued. Skyfire Sacred Hands had even lost his Skyfire.

Against the formidable Yi Yun, as long as these Myriad Immortal Pavilion lackeys considered how much weaker they were compared to the Myriad Immortal Pavilion and the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect, they would know who to choose.

Previously, Yi Yun had taken action with the sole goal of shocking and awing the crowd. Now, with Qin Zhengyang and company taking action, he was the determining factor!

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