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"Kid, think about it. How about this condition?"
Old Yan stood on top of a large tree as he coldly looked down at the youth below. His tone was filled with allure as he spoke in a faint voice.
"The conditions are fine, but they don't dare to make things difficult for us under normal circumstances. What if it's a sect from a second force that has enmity with us?" They made things difficult for us, but your protection is still effective? "
Ling Jian thought for a while before replying.
"Which sect has a grudge with your sect?"
Elder Yan was stunned, but after seeing Ling Jian's moved expression, he could not help but ask.
"For example, what about the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect?"
Ling Jian opened his mouth and spoke directly, his eyes staring straight at Elder Yan.
"Thousand Lightning Sect?"
On the top of the large tree, when Old Yan heard these words, his expression could not help but slightly change, before immediately restraining his expression. On the top of the large tree, when Old Yan heard these words, his expression could not help but slightly change, before immediately restraining his expression, this Ten Thousand Lightning Sect was currently a subordinate of their small world sect, if they were to help another sect make things difficult for their subordinate, it would be a little impossible.
"What the hell is the Thousand Lightning Sect? If they don't have eyes, then they will be annihilated."
Elder Yan's tone became serious. Since he was acting now, he naturally had to act with vigor and grace.
"They truly don't have eyes, because I just discovered that they also came to the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss."
Ling Jian sneered, however, he did not take Yan Lao's promise seriously. Instead, he became even more wary. This old man did not seem to be the same, and believing his words was truly wrong.
"What?!"
At the same time that he was shocked, he forgot the word 'also' in Ling Jian's words and did not realize that there were people who fought against the secrets of the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss. Other than the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect, there was also the young man's sect and the people from the Small World Sect.
"This damned Myriad Lightning Sect. They really cannot let them go. They are a person that defied the will of the heavens."
Although he did not say it out loud, Ling Jian could imagine that this fellow must have been on guard against the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect.
"Little guy, the information you gave me was very useful. It's still the same words from before: give me all the treasures on your body. If this news of yours were to spread in front of the head of the World Spiritist Alliance, this school world and the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect will be removed from the list."
"So, your school's greatest enemy will completely disappear. To you, this should be absolutely fair."
Elder Yan continued to bewitch Ling Jian, and even Ling Jian had the urge to not listen anymore.
After sighing to himself, he realised that treasures could indeed confuse a person's mind. A wise person like Elder Yan could actually ignore Ling Jian's purpose in coming here, was that even possible?
"Old Yan, is there something that you're not curious about? Don't you want to ask?"
Ling Jian sighed as he looked at Elder Yan with interest.
"What is it?!"
Old Yan's heart sank as he replied in a low and deep voice.
"The Thousand Killing Abyss is an extremely dangerous place in the extreme northern region. Could it be that the people who can come here are here simply to gain experience? Evidently, that is not the case. Old Yan, you have never doubted the intention behind me and the people from my sect coming to the Thousand Killing Abyss? "
Ling Jian coldly smiled as he glanced at old man Yan, whose face had clearly changed after his words landed.
Actually, he had already guessed long ago that Ling Jian and his sect's people would come to the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss and find out about the secret of the Ten Thousand Deep Sword. However, he did not mention about it, as that was because he was completely bewitched by the treasure and wanted to seize all the treasures on Ling Jian's body.
"Old Yan, right? Is your position in the little World Spiritist School as high as the position of the World King? What right do I have to give you that thing? If I give it to your World King, wouldn't I receive even more, much better than what you, a Protector elder, gave me?"
Ling Jian smiled in ridicule, not caring about Elder Yan's gloomy face at all.
"Do you have any other choice? If you don't hand it over now, do you know what the consequences will be? "
Killing intent surged in Old Yan's eyes. The words of this young man in front of him might not all be true. However, the feeling of being toyed with was something that Old Yan could not tolerate.
"So, it's better if you hand the thing over. This way, I can guarantee that you won't die." It will also guarantee some protection for you and the sect. "
Old Yan suppressed the killing intent in his heart, but that intense pressure still covered the entire area. It was clear that it had sealed off the surroundings, preventing the youth in front of him from borrowing the sword Qi to escape.
Ling Jian smiled without a word, and was too lazy to waste words. In his heart, he couldn't help but admire this hypocritical old man. There was no longer a need for words to be exchanged for such a hypocritical existence.
"It seems like you're not willing."
When Yan Lao saw that the other party was completely ignoring him, he could not help but shout out in anger.
Ling Jian remained silent, lowering his head in silence.
"Since you are so stubborn, you should die …"
Old Yan could no longer withstand the young man's disregard. His tyrannical aura immediately swept across the entire area as his body trembled. In his fury, he directly smashed the tree beneath his feet to pieces. His body shot out.
"Don't think that just because you don't agree to my request, I won't be able to obtain your treasures. You are too naive …"
"Old man, you are done. Next, I will play the last song, the last song of my life …"
Boom!
Forced his aura to descend down, Ling Jian endured the intense pressure and forcefully retreated backwards. Then, rolling into a forest, he took out the crystal clear flute and activated the spirit energy. The inscription on the flute flashed as he aimed the flute's hole at the corner of his mouth and blew it down.
The melodious tune of the flute transmitted in a slight sound, and Ling Jian was shocked to see that the instant his voice faded, the intense pressure from Old Yan seemed to freeze for an instant. Old Yan's diving body seemed to slow down slightly, before he looked at the youth, who was hiding in the forest, with some confusion.
"An insignificant skill!"
He intended to directly shoot out and wipe out Ling Jian, who was hiding in the forest. He had a bad premonition, that if he allowed this kid to stir up trouble inside, perhaps, an unexpected event would occur in the next moment.
Buzz.
However, just as he was about to explosively shoot out, a buzzing sound could be heard from the sky behind him. After which, a torrent of dark clouds tore through the air and appeared in the sky behind him.
"..."