#543 - Chapter 543 Team
A closer look revealed: hair as dark and glossy as night, sharply angled and heroic eyebrows, slender eyes harboring a keen sharpness, thinly pressed lips, a sharply defined face, a tall and slender physique that wasn't overly rugged, resembling an eagle in the night, exuding a cold and aloof yet imposing aura, radiating a domineering power that scorned the heavens and the earth.
However, Yin couldn't discern his true strength, which appeared to be at the Qi Refining stage no matter how he looked at it.
This mismatch between the surrounding aura and actual strength was a first for Yin.
He felt a sense of bewilderment.
Generally, in such cases, either the person was an unparalleled expert concealing their true strength, pretending to be weak to fool others.
Or the person's strength was genuinely as it appeared, and the surrounding aura was merely a bluff.
Without a second thought, Yin categorized Ye Kong into the latter.
Because he, Yin, as a Holy Master-level being, had seen everything.
He didn't believe there was anyone more powerful than him in this world.
This allowed Ye Kong to seize the opportunity to clearly see Yin's true appearance.
Dressed in a red robe, his slender figure was neither too tall nor too short; with powder, he was too white, with rouge, too red. His eyebrows were like翠羽 feathers, his skin like white snow, his waist like a束素 sash, and his teeth like 含贝 shells. He was utterly captivating.
A blue, swirling flame on his forehead further accentuated his deep, ocean-blue eyes, which exuded a myriad of charms with the slightest turn.
Ye Kong was stunned when he saw Yin's true face. So, this man, more beautiful than any woman, was the ruthless and bloodthirsty demon?
"Ye Kong, Peak Master of逍遥峰 (Xiaoyao Peak)."
Despite the shock in his heart, Ye Kong's face remained calm.
"Peak Master of逍遥峰 (Xiaoyao Peak)?" Yin repeated softly, a beautiful yet disdainful smile spreading across his lips.
Just a country bumpkin, what was he acting like a big shot for?
Hearing that Ye Kong was merely a Peak Master of逍遥峰 (Xiaoyao Peak), Yin quickly lost interest in him.
A mere Peak Master wasn't worth his personal attention.
Yin slowly descended from the sky, walking step by step to stand beside Hong.
Completely ignoring Ye Kong, he directly asked, "Are you Hong?"
Lin Yaoyao and the others in the distance also saw this scene.
They immediately raged, "That Holy Master is so excessive, he doesn't even respect Master at all."
Lin Yaoyao used to be a female emperor; she had never been looked down upon like this before.
Seeing her master being snubbed, she felt like she was being slapped in the face, and her face was filled with anger.
"No, I'm going to teach that Holy Master a lesson, so he'll regret looking down on our逍遥峰 (Xiaoyao Peak) forever!"
Lin Yaoyao considered herself the strongest in逍遥峰 (Xiaoyao Peak) and didn't take the Holy Master seriously at all.
She leaped up, feeling that some of the spiritual power that had been restricted in her body had recovered since her previous battle with her junior brothers and sisters and the Gold-Armored Divine Generals.
She prepared to go to the center of the ancient battlefield to teach that Holy Master a lesson.
"Senior Sister, don't go. This Holy Master is not simple."
"We can't contend with him."
Just as Lin Yaoyao was about to set off, Mu Qianqian blocked her way.
"Get out of my way. How can you interfere with my affairs?"
In逍遥峰 (Xiaoyao Peak), Mu Qianqian's strength was comparable to Lin Yaoyao's, and her background was no worse.
Therefore, Lin Yaoyao had long regarded Mu Qianqian as a strong rival.
Seeing Mu Qianqian stopping her, she immediately became angry.
Little White was usually punished by Lin Yaoyao, and now that she saw an opportunity to get revenge,
she quickly stepped forward and stood beside Mu Qianqian, saying, "That's right. Senior Sister, you're not allowed to go. Qianqian is right."
"You..." Lin Yaoyao's chest rose and fell with anger.
Before she could say anything, her attention was drawn to the commotion in the ancient battlefield.
"Yes, this one is Hong."
Hong wore a white robe and was over eight chi tall.
His bearing was elegant and refined, clear and upright, with the presence of a dragon and the grace of a phoenix, possessing a natural charm.
Meeting Yin's intentionally provocative gaze, he said in a clear voice.
Hearing this, Yin suddenly sighed to the sky, "What a pity."
Hong smiled faintly and remained silent, wanting to see what this old fox was up to.
Yin sighed again, and when he saw that Hong didn't speak, he pretentiously said, "Hong, you are a righteous man, and I admire you greatly."
Hong smiled and waved his hand, "What I have done is not worth mentioning, and I don't need the Holy Master's concern."
His words were neither soft nor harsh, causing Yin's face to stiffen.
Yin immediately smiled enchantingly, "Since that's the case, this Holy Master will present a great gift."
"I hope you won't be too surprised."
Hong nodded slightly, "Then I'll have to trouble you. I'm looking forward to a feast for the eyes."
Yin was so angry that smoke almost came out of his ears, but his face was all smiles.
"Although this Holy Master is in the Fire Domain, my heart is with the people. Hearing that the Heavenly Dao has been destroyed, I am uneasy."
"I have come to assist the Gold-Armored Divine Generals in exterminating the rebels and setting things right!"
Yin spoke with great righteousness, describing his act of taking advantage of the situation as a heroic deed.
"Indeed, I have long heard that the Holy Master of the Fire Domain is eloquent. Seeing you today has truly opened my eyes!"
As soon as Yin finished speaking, before Hong could retort,
a round of applause and a clear female voice came from the sky.
"Who are you?"
Hearing this, Yin was both surprised and angry, and he tentatively asked.
"You are not worthy to ask who I am!"
The woman descended from the clouds, her aura as strong as a rainbow, brooking no argument.
Yin's eyes lit up when he saw her.
The woman's eyes were filled with spring water, her clear waves flowing and sparkling. Her hair was styled in a倭堕髻 (Woduo bun), and a jade dragon and phoenix hairpin was inserted diagonally. Her fragrant and tender face was more beautiful than flowers, her fingers were like cut scallions, and her mouth was like 含朱丹 (Han Zhudan). She swayed her slender waist with delicate steps, revealing her fair wrists in light gauze. Her black dress accentuated her snow-white skin, possessing the delicacy of a woman and the heroic spirit of a man.
Who else could it be but Ye Ling?
Following Ye Ling were Xing, Yu, and Yun.
Compared to Xing and Yu's upright and meticulous demeanor, Yun seemed much more relaxed.
Seeing Ye Kong, he even smiled at Ye Kong when others weren't paying attention,
meaning to tell Ye Kong: he had kept his secret well.
As soon as Ye Ling finished speaking, a cultivator immediately ran to Yin's side and whispered Ye Ling's identity to him.
Hearing this, Yin immediately retracted the slightly probing gaze he had been giving Ye Ling.
In an instant, he had regained his previous icy expression, looking at Ye Ling and saying,
"I wondered who it was. So it's the enemy."
He then smiled slightly, "Now that your helpers are all here, let's begin."
Meanwhile, the Gold-Armored Divine Generals took advantage of the time Yin and the others were talking to report the situation of the ancient battlefield to their master.
