The middle-aged man was stunned, looking at Zhan Yihan with a questioning look in his eyes. The other party was only a peak cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. How could he have the courage to offend Man Batian and treat him in such a way?
"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to leave this Demon Sea City?" the middle-aged man threatened coldly.
"Then give it a try." Zhan Yihan sneered.
The middle-aged man suddenly burst into laughter, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Zhan Yihan, "You have courage!" He had not seen such a courageous young man for a long time. The other party gave him a feeling of not being arrogant, but confident, confident that he could get away with it.
At this time, a subordinate came in, walked up to the middle-aged man and handed him a piece of paper.
The middle-aged man took the paper and took a look at it. A hint of shock flashed in his eyes. He looked at Zhan Yihan and the other two, "Did you defeat Man Batian?" He received news from the Man family that Manbuyan was killed. The people who killed Manbuyan would most likely come to his auction and ask him to control the person.
He felt something was fishy. Manbuyan was Man Batian's son. If he had been killed, Man Batian must have come to Mohai City long ago. He couldn't possibly have asked him to help control those people. So he sent people to investigate what happened. To his surprise, Man Batian had already been to Mohai City and had fought against these three people. What he found most unbelievable was that Man Batian had lost.
Zhan Yihan nodded. There was nothing to hide about this matter.
Seeing Zhan Yihan admit it, the middle-aged man, the young man next to him, and the monks who had bid with Zhan Yihan and the others before all showed incredible expressions.
Especially the cultivator who had previously bid against Zhan Yihan and the others. His legs were so weak with fear that if it weren't for the table beside him, he would have sat down on the ground. Was he crazy? How could he bid against such a powerful person? Even a powerful person like Man Batian suffered at their hands, let alone him.
He secretly glanced at Su Jinyue and the other two, and seeing that their attention was not on him, he tiptoed towards the door. He had to leave here quickly, otherwise he might not have the chance to leave.
"You've hidden your cultivation? Who are you?" The middle-aged man carefully examined Zhan Yihan, his mind racing with similar characters. Man Batian was a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. If the other person could defeat him, his cultivation must be comparable to his. How could such a cultivator be so unknown?
"Is the deal done?" Zhan Yihan looked at Tian Feng who was standing beside him and asked. He didn't want to answer the other person's question.
Tian Fengxun nodded.
"Let's go." Zhan Yihan reached out and held Su Jinyue's hand, then walked outside.
Tian Fengxun suppressed his laughter and followed Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue. From the middle-aged man's demeanor, it was clear that he was not an ordinary person. I'm afraid no one has dared to treat him like this before.
Watching the backs of Su Jinyue and the other two leaving, the middle-aged man looked thoughtful. Who are they?
Su Jinyue and the other two returned to the courtyard of the Ye brothers and sisters, who were still practicing.
Tian Fengxun took out the jade box and handed it to Su Jinyue, "Master Su, I'm counting on you!"
Su Jinyue nodded, took the jade box and put it into her storage ring. "In three days, I promise to let you see a healthy Beicheng Lord."
"Okay." Tian Fengxun nodded happily, his eyes full of anticipation.
At the Man family in Haiman City, Man Batian sat in the main seat with a gloomy expression. This time, not only had he lost his son and been seriously injured, but he had also lost face. He could not swallow this humiliation no matter what.
"Master! How about I take the Third and Seventh Elders and go to Demon Sea City again?" the Great Elder said. Aside from the Master, they were the strongest in the Man Clan. This time, the Master had underestimated the enemy. Now that they knew their true strength, they couldn't possibly fall for it again.
Man Batian pondered for a moment and said, "Except the three of you, bring another twenty elite disciples. I will grind them to ashes." If his injuries had not healed yet, he would definitely lead the team himself.
"Yes!" the Great Elder replied. He wanted to meet those three people and see what kind of roles they played.
Su Jinyue put the refined ghost pill into the jade bottle, walked to the front of the formation, flicked her finger, and a ghost pill accurately entered the mouth of the Lord of North City.
As the pill entered his mouth, not long after, wisps of black gas began to emerge from the North City Lord's body.
The expression on the North City Lord's face became ferocious, and pain appeared in his lifeless eyes. As more and more black air overflowed, the North City Lord finally couldn't help but roar.
Time passed bit by bit, and the black energy on the North City Lord's body increased from less to more, and then decreased from more to less, until the last trace of black energy overflowed. The North City Lord fell to the ground powerlessly and fainted.
Zhan Yihan moved his mind and moved the North City Lord out of his own little world. This was his secret, and the fewer people who knew about it, the better.
When the sky brightened again, the North City Lord opened his eyes in bed. He looked around, a hint of confusion in his eyes. He remembered that he and Tian Feng had gone to the Demon Realm, and in order to save those monks, he accidentally inhaled the black air in the Demon Realm.
Then he was tortured by the black energy in his body until he could no longer hold on. When he wanted to self-destruct, he found that he could not do so at all. He should be dead, otherwise he would have become a puppet long ago, but why did this feeling seem so clear?
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then Tian Fengxun walked in.
"Lord Bei, how do you feel now?" Tian Fengxun walked to Lord Bei and looked at him with concern.
"Am I not dead?" the North City Lord asked uncertainly. He had heard that after inhaling the black energy of the Demon Realm, unless one could find the Cold Spirit Ghost Flower and refine it into a Ghost Pill, they would become a puppet, wandering the Demon Realm forever. What difference was there between a puppet without a soul and a dead person?
Tian Fengxun smiled and shook his head. "The demonic energy in your body has been removed. It was Sect Master Su and Sect Master Zhan who helped. We are now in the Demonic Continent."
"Devil Continent?" The Lord of the North City opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
Tian Fengxun nodded and said with a smile: "You're fine now. After we take care of some things, we'll go back to Tianyue Continent." He was really happy to see his friend recover.
"What do you want to deal with?" asked the Lord of the North City. He felt completely dazed, but he was still very grateful that he had not become a puppet.
Tian Fengxun briefly recounted what had happened in the past few days, "This is what happened. After you recuperate for two more days, we will set off for Haiman City."
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