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Danger descended upon Zhao Yanwu without her noticing.
The leader of the Black Robed Bandit appeared behind her like a ghost, striking with a sword, silent and deadly. He was a master of assassination, a Heavenly Robber.
The tip of the sword lunged forward like a serpent's tongue, viciously aiming for Zhao Yanwu's back. The blade shimmered faintly, resembling a massive snake with bared fangs.
Even as he launched his attack, the black-robed assassin revealed not a hint of his presence.
This group of Heavenly Robbers had collaborated countless times and knew their leader's methods well. Although they were attacking, their momentum always surpassed their offensive power, all to create better opportunities for him.
They understood that this old man relished in ambushing others.
Zhao Yanwu seemed oblivious to the danger, continuing to evade the frontal assaults. Meanwhile, Zuo Dao remained calm inside the boat, watching without even a hint of intent to warn her.
The other Heavenly Robbers exchanged knowing smiles as they watched their leader deliver a ghostly fatal strike, their grins hidden beneath their black robes, leaving Zhao Yanwu unaware.
The sword was swift, venomous, and steady, laced with an eerie quality that made it nearly impossible to defend against.
As expected, the sword struck fiercely against Zhao Yanwu's back. Before the Heavenly Robbers could celebrate, she suddenly shattered into countless fragments, scattering into the void.
Seeing this scene, Zuo Dao smiled slightly; the girl had made significant progress in her array techniques.
The sword-wielding Heavenly Robber realized his strike had missed and quickly concealed himself again. Years of combat experience allowed him to react swiftly; this woman was definitely not an ordinary Array Master.
The other Heavenly Robbers were momentarily stunned; such formations had never failed them before, yet this time their target had vanished.
Zhao Yanwu had already begun her layout before they even reappeared. An ordinary Array Master might be weak, but even the weakest Array Master could still form arrays as long as they were able to move.
Although her previous formation had been interrupted by the enemy, Zhao Yanwu decisively employed the newly learned "Breakpoint Continuation." This technique had become lost in the current Great Celestial Domain; if not for the existence of the Formation Outline, she would never have had the chance to learn it.
The leader of the opposing group was no weakling; in terms of seizing the opportunity in battle, he was far superior to her. As a result, while she was dodging, she could only set up a confinement formation. Even so, that was enough.
Her intention was not to use Deadly Strike against the leader-level figure, a suspected Celestial Master-level Cultivator. She did not take him lightly; in order to avoid being disturbed by others, she merely laid down a confinement formation to sever his connections, allowing her to focus on the fight.
Chen Yang was the leader of this group of Heavenly Robbers. After missing his strike, he vanished into thin air, feeling a wave of fear wash over him. As a killer who operated in the shadows, failing to even discern the opponent's decoy was a significant failure.
Zhao Yanwu revealed herself boldly, standing confidently in the void. Her meaning was clear: she was right here, and if they wanted to kill her, they should come quickly.
Chen Yang remained hidden in the void, not letting out a single trace of his presence. Zhao Yanwu's Realm was far inferior to his; she would never be able to perceive him. He had plenty of patience to engage with her.
After waiting for a while without any sign of him appearing, Zhao Yanwu felt a bit anxious. Time waits for no one; the longer she wasted, the more variables would arise.
Since she had decided to take action, she would not hesitate. With a sweep of her hands, a massive Formation appeared before her. The Formation shimmered with light like moonlight, clearly indicating it was no ordinary object.
"Nine Star Formation."
With a delicate shout, the Great Formation swiftly merged into the void.
As Chen Yang sensed the emergence of her Formation, a dangerous feeling surged within him, prompting an instinctive retreat.
Yet no matter how fast he was, he could not match the speed of the Nine Star Formation.
Countless starlights descended and enveloped the area entirely. Under the vast starlight, Chen Yang could no longer conceal his form and was forced out from the void.
"You are different from other Array Masters; you are very dangerous," Chen Yang said as he emerged without showing any anger, looking grimly at her.
"Thank you for the compliment. You won't be the first to say that nor will you be the last," Zhao Yanwu replied while also assessing this Black-Robed Cultivator. However, he was completely shrouded in black robes, making it impossible for even Divine Sense to penetrate. Yet from a hint of aura he inadvertently leaked, she could determine that he was a Heavenly Robber at Celestial Master Realm.
Array Masters could fight above their level; this was well recognized in Celestial Realm. But that only applied when an Array Master had prepared and taken advantage of favorable conditions. A lone Array Master was essentially just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Although the Array Master before him was unusual, Chen Yang did not take her seriously, at most giving her a bit more attention. The outcome against a Celestial Master was clear, especially since the opponent was a weakened Array Master.
In an instant, as Zhao Yanwu's words fell, Chen Yang launched his attack. Though he was an assassin-type Celestial Master, he displayed unmatched might in a direct confrontation.
Celestial Masters are the teachers of the celestial realm. They have taken a significant step forward in their understanding of the Dao.
Zhao Yanwu felt as if she were being targeted by a dark serpent, a chill running through her body. Even before the attack arrived, she was already intimidated by the opponent's aura.
"Go!" Zhao Yanwu shouted, and a burst of azure light erupted from within her, forcefully dispersing Chen Yang's momentum. "If I don't show my power, do you think I'm a sick cat? Bring it on!"
Her fingers danced rapidly in the air, and streams of celestial energy shot out from her fingertips, striking a specific point in the void.
At that moment, while Chen Yang was attacking, he sensed an unknown danger locking onto him. With a startled cry, he withdrew his attack and retreated. Just as he moved away from his previous position, a violent force exploded where he had just been standing.
The powerful shockwave forced him to cover his face and retreat hastily.
"When did you set up the formation?" Chen Yang asked while backing away. He had been vigilant since their encounter began to prevent her from having time to establish a Formation. He knew he couldn't stop it entirely, but as long as he didn't let her set it up first, he was confident he could overpower her even with a Formation in play.
Yet Zhao Yanwu was an anomaly; she had managed to complete the formation under his watchful eye.
"If my Witch Formation could be detected by you, then what kind of witch would I be?" Zhao Yanwu replied with confidence, returning to her true self.
"Very well, so you are the Witch of Formations. I can't let you go now; you should know that there is a high bounty on your head in the Dark Realm," Chen Yang said ominously, like a serpent waiting to strike in the shadows.
Hearing Chen Yang's words made Zhao Yanwu's expression darken. How dare someone issue a bounty in the Dark Realm? This not only broke the rules but could also trigger chaos in the Celestial Realm once again.
She was acutely aware of her identity; if anything happened to her, it would surely throw the entire Eastern Victory Continent into turmoil.
"Who issued the bounty? Step forward; I can overlook this matter this time and arrange for you to enter Eastern Immortal City under the Dark Realm," Zhao Yanwu's tone turned cold. Someone had dared to target her; this was absolutely unforgivable.
"What?" Chen Yang's heart sank; he realized that things had escalated significantly.
Eastern Immortal City belonged to the Dark Realm, and although both had the word "dark" in their names, they were two extremes. The Dark Realm could operate openly within the Celestial Realm as assassins; even if they killed someone in broad daylight, no one dared to intervene. They upheld the grand will of the Celestial Realm, eliminating anything that posed a potential threat to it.
In contrast, the Dark Realm was composed of a group of shadowy assassins whose actions were despised by those from the Celestial Realm, yet they existed due to the darker needs of the Celestial Realm.
If given a choice between the two realms, most reasonable people would choose the former.
Yet Zhao Yanwu had just told him that she could offer him a spot in the Dark Realm. What kind of identity did this Array Master he had just attacked possess?
Eastern Immortal City was one of the few major cities in Eastern Victory Continent and also one of the three royal cities that housed the Dark Realm.
At that moment, Chen Yang truly wanted to slap himself. What was he thinking? One sentence had inadvertently revealed the other party's mysterious identity. Should he kill or spare them?
For the first time in his career as an assassin, he hesitated.
Assassination was merely a side job for him; ever since he achieved success in his cultivation and embarked on the path of a Heavenly Robber, he had taken countless lives. It would not be an exaggeration to describe him as ruthless. His mindset should not have been influenced by Zhao Yanwu. However, as a killer, he was acutely aware of danger and conspiracies.
Even if he hadn't accepted this bounty, he would still have to consider its implications at this moment.
He stared intently at Zhao Yanwu, hoping to glean some clues from her expression, but her face was as cold as ice, making it impossible to discern whether her words were true or false.
Zhao Yanwu was now filled with rage; how dare someone place a bounty on her head? Wasn't that asking for death? All she wanted now was to capture that person, no matter what price she had to pay.
Both sides were deep in thought, yet their guard remained unyielding.
Chen Yang truly hesitated; Zhao Yanwu's expression revealed no further information.
"Alright." It seemed Zhao Yanwu had made a decision. She took out a token and flashed it at Chen Yang.
The token was nothing special, just a piece of wood with the words engraved on it.
"Eastern Immortal."
When Chen Yang saw the other party take out this token, all his hesitations vanished into thin air.
He cursed inwardly, Damn it, looks like I've stumbled into a big mess this time.
After Zhao Yanwu revealed the token, he said, "I think everyone from the Dark Realm should know about this."
Just as Chen Yang was about to respond, he suddenly felt a hand patting him on the shoulder, startling him so much that he leaped away far.
"What are you doing out here? Didn't I tell you to stay inside the boat?" It was Zhao Yanwu speaking.
When Chen Yang looked back again, a White-Robed Monk was standing right where he had just been.
"It seems like you've run into some trouble. I came out to take a look," the young man said casually.
At that moment, Chen Yang couldn't help but gasp in shock.
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