vstars Chapter 461 Yin Guanjun
Chapter 461 Yin Guanjun
Seeing Tian Zhenzhen and her group leave, the members of the Heart Sword Sect hurriedly followed.
Having witnessed Tian Daqiang's abilities, although they wanted to leave with him, they didn't rush off. Instead, they respectfully asked Tian Daqiang:
"Senior Daqiang, I wonder if we can leave with you?"
Tian Daqiang felt indifferent towards the group, but remembering that his boss had previously tacitly approved of their following, he subconsciously nodded.
After receiving Tian Daqiang's approval, the group bowed to him and expressed their gratitude.
"Thank you, Senior Daqiang."
The group felt grateful to Tian Daqiang. After all, it was a powerful figure like him who cared about their safety. Although they had met a few times, they could not express their gratitude for being saved.
Although Senior Daqiang looks cold and aloof, he is willing to lend a hand when things get dangerous, which shows he has a kind heart.
Tian Daqiang, who was given the "good guy" card, simply didn't know how to deal with the group, so he just took them along.
If Tian Zhenzhen asked him to kill a few people, he would kill all of them without hesitation.
Wouldn't it be more convenient to bring them along?
The people of the Heart Sword Sect thought they had encountered a kind-hearted senior with a soft heart, and with a bit of curiosity, they approached the spatial rift.
Since they were already at the end of the line, entering the spatial rift didn't take much time.
Therefore, most people did not notice the disappearance of these people.
Only Long Daoyang quickly noticed the group's situation and frowned as he inquired.
"Where are they? Where did Tan Zhentian and the others go?"
Long Daoyang asked the people from the Dragon Group beside him.
The subordinates then turned their attention to the direction where Tian Zhenzhen and the others had disappeared and soon discovered that the people who had been following behind them had suddenly vanished.
He searched around but found no trace. He swallowed, his throat dry, his voice hoarse from lack of water.
"The people have disappeared, Captain Long. Did they accidentally enter some kind of formation and that's why they disappeared?"
They might all be dead by now.
The more the subordinates talked, the more convinced they became, and a joyful smile appeared on their faces.
"Tang Yifeng is in their hands, but Qingyi the old man won't let anything happen to him."
Also, don't forget that those people were brought here by Qingyi the old man; perhaps they have a way to leave the illusion.
Why weren't you more careful? If we had known, we wouldn't be suffering here.
Long Daoyang said somewhat irritably, large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead as he spoke, his words full of reproach.
Upon hearing this, the subordinate realized he had said something foolish and quickly apologized.
"It's the subordinate's fault."
"Check if there's anything different about the places they just stayed in."
Long Daoyang was quite clever; instead of holding his subordinates accountable, he ordered them to investigate whether anything was amiss.
The subordinate was already extremely thirsty and didn't want to walk another step.
He dared not disobey Long Daoyang's orders, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and head towards the spot where Tian Zhenzhen and the others had left.
Of course, he couldn't find any trace of it, as the spatial rift had already closed by the time Tian Daqiang entered it.
When my subordinate arrived at the location, he examined it carefully, but found nothing amiss.
The person felt like they were about to get heatstroke from walking around. They took off their clothes to reveal their muscular body and felt a little cooler, but after walking a few steps, they felt dizzy again, as if they were about to get heatstroke.
Unable to bear it any longer, regardless of whether the snow on the ground was clean or not, I scooped it up and used it to cool myself down, trying to lower my body temperature.
But this feeling only addresses the symptoms, not the root cause; the more I'm in contact with the snow, the greater my need for it becomes.
Finally, he submerged himself completely in the snow, only then did he feel the heat in his body subside. Inevitably, his entire body came into contact with the snow, and a lot of snow got into his mouth and nose.
Long Daoyang, who was waiting for the report, saw the man fall headfirst into the snow. At first, he thought he had made a discovery.
It is clear that the person was just lying there motionless, very angry, thinking that he was neglecting his duties and was disobeying his orders.
The already sweltering temperature made his temper flare up immediately.
He strode quickly toward the person lying in the snow.
He kicked someone and quickly realized something was wrong.
Yes, the feel is wrong. Why does it feel like something is breaking when I kick someone?
He was angry, but he held back his strength.
"Get up quickly."
He urged them on.
The person lying on the ground was completely still, and Long Daoyang knew something was wrong.
Out of caution, he did not touch it with his hands, but instead activated his internal energy, which quickly blew away the snow covering the person.
Soon the true appearance of the person lying down was revealed.
At this moment, the person had become an ice sculpture.
If Long Daoyang hadn't seen him arrive with his own eyes, and if the ice sculpture's appearance hadn't matched that of his subordinate, he would have thought it was just an ice sculpture placed there at some point.
And the spot he had just kicked was now broken, revealing a shoe that looked familiar to him, along with chunks of flesh.
Long Daoyang was a man of many experiences; what was originally a shocking and frightening scene only made him frown.
At this moment, he could already sense the danger in the snow.
Just then, terrified cries came from not far away.
"Ahhh, the person has turned into an ice sculpture."
Long Daoyang looked in the direction of the sound and saw a member of the Iron Fist Society sitting on the ground not far away, his hand trembling as he pointed to the spot in front of him.
You'll then see an ice sculpture that appears to be walking upright.
The man who collapsed to the ground had eyes full of fear; he had clearly witnessed the moment his Iron Fist brothers turned into ice sculptures.
The commotion here was quite loud, and several major sects, as well as Master Ningchu of Taichu Temple, all came over.
"What just happened?"
The one who spoke was a strong and imposing man, whose most unforgettable feature was his pair of iron fists, hard as iron and gleaming with a sharp light.
It was none other than Yin Guanjun, the president of the Iron Fist Association.
After Zhang Tiesheng became Zhang the One-Armed, his strength was greatly reduced, and he informed the chairman of what was happening here.
That's how Yin Guanjun came to be.
Their Iron Fist Society has also reached a bottleneck. More importantly, they are searching for a miracle that they have not been able to break through for so many years.
Despite knowing that there would be powerful figures on this trip, Yin Guanjun still came after receiving Elder Ning Chu's promise.
If his cultivation level cannot advance further, he will ultimately just be a pawn in someone else's hands, which Yin Guanjun neither wants nor is willing to do.
"President, he... he suddenly turned into an ice sculpture while walking."
For a split second, I thought I was seeing things.
The Iron Fist members, who had fallen to the ground, answered the leader's question somewhat incoherently.
"Are you sure it was instantaneous? Did he show any signs beforehand?"
Yin Guanjun asked again.
"No, no, it was just a moment, I didn't see it wrong."
Upon hearing his answer, many people were worried, while others remained expressionless throughout.
For example, Master Ningchu, Master Yin, and some grandmaster martial artists.
"Everyone, just hold on a little longer, and the illusion of Mount Jiuhua will soon be broken."
Knowing that some people were uneasy, Master Ningchu spoke up to comfort them.
Since no one understood anything about illusions, they could only listen to Master Ningchu's words.
Of course, many of these people have trump cards up their sleeves, but they are unlikely to use them unless it is a life-or-death crisis.