Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 141 The Black Robed Man of Western Wasteland City

Chapter 141: Chapter 141 The Black Robed Man of Western Wasteland City

Wu Xiaoyun took the Jade Scroll that Shi Feng had thrown to him, placed it on his forehead to probe it and immediately his face lit up with joy as he said to Shi Feng, "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!" Under the torment of that night, Wu Xiaoyun had been completely subdued by Shi Feng, and the Jade Scroll given to him was precisely the Extreme Ice Spear Technique recorded with a Soul Thought.

"Young Master Feng is leaving, and you are to remain in the Imperial City, obeying Prince Chenn’s orders without dissent," Shi Feng coldly ordered Wu Xiaoyun.

"Yes, Master."

Then the ground beneath Shi Feng seemed to turn liquid, and the rubble he was standing on—broken stones, tiles, and fragments—began sinking into the earth, followed soon by Shi Feng’s own body.

"Young Master Feng, take care!" Long Chen called out to the sinking Shi Feng.

"Mm, take care!" Shi Feng nodded back at Long Chen and then he completely submerged into the ground, using Dark Evil’s Earth Divine Power to leave the Imperial City from deep beneath the surface.

Shi Feng knew time was of the essence, there was no time to bid farewell to his mother. A Five-star Martial Sovereign would definitely have prepared a Soul Stone and now that he was dead, it was likely that Long Chen’s father was already aware.

Ten days later, at the Northwest Border of Yunlai Empire, within a small city known as Western Wasteland City...

The weather was harsh, with yellow sand filling the sky. Despite the barrier of the city walls, they could barely keep out the violent storms and the rampant sand.

In such severe weather, few would venture outside, and those unwilling to be lonely would often gather in the most frequented places such as taverns and teahouses.

Whenever the weather worsened, every tavern and teahouse’s business would boom. These places would be filled with people talking about everything under the sun, boasting and chatting away. In these days, the most talked-about subjects within the boundaries of the Yunlai Empire were the recent major events that had taken place in the Empire.

"Do you guys know that now in our Yunlai Empire, we also have Martial Sect powerhouses."

"Such a big deal, of course, I’ve heard about it. Truly deserving are those two people ranked first among the Yunlai Empire’s Top Ten Powerhouses who both broke through to the Martial Sect Realm."

"What’s interesting though is that I heard the genius named Shi Feng was once pursued by Xue Tu from the Blood Fiend Gate, Lei Xiao from the Purple Thunder Sect, and Xueh Yimeng from the Ice Snow Valley. It was said that the State Preceptor Nalan Yuan stepped in and saved Shi Feng. And now, Skywind Sect Master Fengg Qianyu has personally issued an imperial edict for all the sects to capture Shi Feng, with the bounty raised from the original one hundred thousand Yuan Stones to three hundred thousand Yuan Stones. Both of our nation’s Martial Sect powerhouses are involved with this genius, one saving and the other wanting to kill."

"If we’re talking about Shi Feng, he’s the most popular person in our Yunlai Empire these days. I heard he’s only fifteen years old, and even the Deputy Sect Master of the Skywind Sect, ranked eighth among the Top Ten Powerhouses and at the Four-star Martial Sovereign Realm, was killed by him. Six days ago, I heard that the Heavenly Blade Sect had located the young man and sent experts to kill him, but all the hundreds of experienced fighters died by his sword."

"I’ve heard about this as well. Moreover, everyone who died turned into shriveled corpses, looking as if they had died hundreds of years ago without decomposing. The mere thought of it is chilling. I’ve also heard that Shi Feng cultivates a Demon Technique from the Blood Fiend Gate, the Bloodthirsty Demon Art, which had been lost for many years."

"You might not know this yet, but Shi Feng is now wanted not only by the sects but also by the Imperial Family. It’s said that this person is defiant of heaven and nature, audacious and reckless. He stormed into the Royal Forbidden Land, knocked down the Evil-Suppressing Eye within, and released the Evil Eye that had been sealed and suppressed by many powerful adepts hundreds of years ago."

Now in the Yunlai Empire, even in this remote Northwest Border, the most talked-about topic was still the young man who had turned the Yunlai Empire upside down.

"Do you think that now, with the sects and the Empire after him, Shi Feng might run to our Northwest Border?" someone said.

"Hahaha, very possible, he might even be sitting in this tavern, listening to our conversation right now," laughed another.

"Look at that person in the black robe, you can’t even see his face. We’ve never seen this guy before; perhaps he is Shi Feng," someone suggested, pointing to a corner of the tavern where a person wearing a hooded black robe sat ensconced within its folds.

"Haha, come off it. I heard that Shi Feng is eight feet tall and has a waist measuring eight feet as well; how could it be him?" someone else retorted.

"It would be great if he really was Shi Feng—that’s three hundred thousand Yuan Stones, enough for a lifetime of extravagance. Not to hide it from you, but I’ve been secluded in cultivation lately, my Martial Arts having reached a Divine Transformation. It’s just that living on this Northwest Border, I possess the strength to look down upon the world, with nowhere to unleash it."

"Psh, give me a break. As if you could take on Shi Feng. He even killed the Four-star Martial Sovereign Fengg Luohan; you’re not even fit to touch his pinky finger."

"Hahaha, exactly, exactly."

"Hmph! You don’t believe it, huh!" said the brawny man who just mentioned he had been in secluded cultivation. He then pointed at the man in the black robe and said, "Watch me go and take the hat off his head and see if he is really Shi Feng or not."

"Hahaha, go on then, go on. Perhaps this person is a hidden expert. Don’t come crying if you end up embarrassing yourself," someone in the crowd jeered.

"Hmph! Just you wait and see. Once I catch him and claim those 300,000 Primordial Stones, I’ll use them to pelt you all to death."

"Haha."

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, the brawny man made his way toward the man in the black robe, who was leisurely sipping strong liquor and savoring the grilled meats characteristic of the Northwest.

The brawny man arrived at the black-robed man’s table and said arrogantly, "Kid, take off your hat and let this lord see whether or not you’re Shi Feng."

The black-robed man completely ignored the brawny man, as if he wasn’t even there, and continued drinking his strong liquor.

"Hmm? Didn’t you hear what this young master said? Are you deaf?" The brawny man, infuriated by being ignored, reached out to snatch the black hat off the head of the man in the black robe.

But just at that moment, the brawny man’s hand, which was about to touch the black-robed man, paused in mid-air, while the black-robed man continued to sip his drink leisurely.

"Eh, why has Zhang Han over there suddenly stopped moving?"

"This is spooky. What’s going on? I was just waiting for them to take off the man’s hat to see what he looks like."

"Yeah, Zhang Han isn’t possessed, is he? He’s not moving at all."

A few onlookers whispered among themselves, curious about the spectacle.

"Waiter, the bill." Just then, as if having finished his meal and drink, the man in the black robe called out in a rather youthful voice and casually tossed a Gold Coin onto the table before standing up and walking toward the exit of the tavern.

It wasn’t until the black-robed man reached the doorway that Zhang Han’s four companions ran over to him; upon seeing him, they were stunned.

They saw Zhang Han standing erect, with his hand still extended as before, hanging in mid-air, but Zhang Han’s eyes were closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

One of his companions tensely reached out to Zhang Han’s nose and let out a sigh of relief, "Good, he’s still breathing."

At that moment, with shocked expressions, they all turned their attention toward the tavern entrance. One of them said in a hushed and cautious tone, "Everyone remember, we absolutely must not provoke this person in the future. If you see him, stay as far away as you can. We didn’t even see how he moved, and look what happened to Zhang Han. Luckily, the man showed mercy, or we might never see Zhang Han again."

"Mm-hmm!" The others nodded in agreement after hearing his words. Suddenly someone spoke up, "Do you think he might really be Shi Feng?"

"Shi Feng! It can’t really be such a coincidence..."

The black-robed man stepped out of the tavern, holding a Beast Skin Map and murmuring softly, "According to this map obtained from the Heavenly Blade Sect, the ruins should be located in the Northwest Desert just outside Western Wasteland City, and I need to keep heading north."

As he spoke, the black-robed man looked up at the howling winds and swirling sands and revealed a young and handsome face—it was indeed Shi Feng.