Chapter 217

To be able to make a hermit elder wary, he was naturally an existence of the same level. Everyone was shocked. They never thought that there would be such an expert here.

In the distance, an old figure appeared. He walked in the air step by step, his Daoist robe fluttering in the wind. He had a sage-like demeanor.

"It's him."

"It's that old man."

Seeing the old man, all the Connate experts' expressions changed. They all knew this sage-like old man. He was the one who had followed the burly man before. And because of his age, he wasn't treated well in the trial ground.

A few major forces had almost killed the two of them and used them as a sacrifice. In the end, they were saved by Zi Chen.

"How is that possible? He's actually a hermit elder."

"This old man's combat power is comparable to the Sect Leader. But how did he enter the trial ground?"

Li Huo and Cang Qiong's eyes widened in disbelief.

It was already terrifying that the burly man's combat power was comparable to Wang Zhenwei. They never thought that the old man would be comparable to the Sect Leader.

He was an even more terrifying master.

Zi Chen was also shocked. The old man's appearance was clearly very impressive and unexpected. His personality had changed drastically. He was no longer as unrighteous as he was in the trial ground.

"Kid, I haven't seen you in so many years. You've become even more useless. You won't even let a puny Connate go." The old man walked over with a faint smile on his face.

It was just that his words made everyone faint.

Clearly, he was not referring to Zi Chen as' little baby '. It was the hermit elder who had called this guy who looked older than him a' little baby '. What did he think he was?

Was he just trying to piss them off, or was he an old monster?

"It's you, Wandering Cultivator Piaomiao." Seeing Wandering Cultivator Piaomiao appear, the hermit elder's expression changed drastically.

Wandering Cultivator Piaomiao.

This name made all the Connate experts confused. But to everyone in the air, this was a taboo existence. Everyone couldn't help but tremble.

The Drifting Mist Cultivator was a member of the Drifting Mist Sect. It was an extremely mysterious Sect, and not many people knew about it in the Southern Region. Only the Seven Great Cities' Three Great Sects knew about it.

The Floating Mist Sect was not in the seven big cities or the three big sects. Although it sounded like an unremarkable sect, only the people in the seven big cities and the three big sects knew that this was a mysterious sect that had existed for more than ten thousand years.

If the Boundless Sect had any secrets, then the Floating Mist Sect should know some of them.

This sect was very mysterious. Very few of its disciples came out, but once they did, they would definitely stir up a storm of blood.

A hundred years ago, a genius disciple of the Floating Mist Sect was born. For some unknown reason, he had a conflict with the genius of the Martial Ancestor. After a fierce battle, the genius of the Floating Mist Sect killed the genius of the Martial Ancestor. However, the senior of the Martial Ancestor was enraged and killed the genius of the Floating Mist Sect.

Unexpectedly, this genius was so strong that even Zephyr couldn't kill him. Thus, a reclusive elder was dispatched. At that time, the reclusive elder was the one in front of them.

A reclusive elder killing a genius caused a great commotion a hundred years ago, and the Seven Great Cities' Three Great Sects all paid attention to this matter.

Within the Seven Great Cities' Three Great Sects, there was an unwritten rule that the matters of the younger generation could be settled by the younger generation, and the seniors could not interfere.

However, at that time, the genius of the Floating Mist Sect did not reveal his identity. Wu Ruoshan broke the rule and forcefully attacked. He wanted to show the domineering might of the Martial Ancestor and kill this genius. However, because of the appearance of the Drifting Mist Cultivator, the battle completely changed.

It was said that when this genius was about to be killed, Wanderer Piaomiao arrived and fought with Wu Ruoshan. At that time, everyone knew that this monster was not a rogue cultivator who had a fortuitous encounter, but a disciple of the Piaomiao Sect.

The battle that day did not last very long. In the end, Wu Ruoshan was defeated and escaped back to the Martial Ancestor with heavy injuries. The Drifting Mist Cultivator chased him all the way to the Martial Ancestor.

Then, he defended the Martial Ancestor's mountain gate.

He blocked the Martial Ancestor's mountain gate for a month. During this time, the Drifting Mist Cultivator stared at the Martial Ancestor's defensive formation, as if he wanted to attack the formation.

At that time, several reclusive elders of the Martial Ancestor had appeared, but they were all defeated by the Drifting Mist Cultivator. At that time, the Drifting Mist Cultivator, whose name was unknown, became famous in one battle and became a taboo existence.

A month later, the Drifting Mist Cultivator left.

"If this happens again, I'll definitely use the power of the sect to attack the mountain gate." Before leaving, the Drifting Mist Cultivator left behind an arrogant and domineering statement.

At that time, this was a legend. The Seven Great Cities' Three Great Sects had stood tall for ten thousand years and were already a colossus. Who would dare to say such bold words? Only the Drifting Mist Cultivator.

At that time, Wu Ruoshan, who was seriously injured, had to recuperate for nearly a hundred years before his injuries recovered. But he never expected that as soon as he left the mountain, he would meet his nemesis again.

"Wu Ruoshan, do you have any future prospects? As a reclusive elder, you've repeatedly caused trouble for the younger generation. Is this the style of the Martial Ancestor? You actually do such despicable things."

The Drifting Mist Cultivator slowly walked over, his expression indifferent. But only this kind of expert could criticize the Martial Ancestor.

"Drifting Mist Cultivator, this is our Martial Ancestor's matter. What right do you have to interfere?"

Wu Ruoshan's expression was gloomy. A hundred years ago, the Drifting Mist Cultivator had become a taboo, and he himself had become a laughingstock. Even the Martial Ancestor's reputation had been greatly reduced.

"If the road is uneven, there will naturally be people stepping on it. You're a reclusive elder, yet you're attacking a puny Xiantian. Don't you feel ashamed?" The Drifting Mist Cultivator sneered.

"What shame? He took something from our Martial Ancestor. As long as he hands it over, I can spare his life." Wu Ruoshan's expression was gloomy.

"Bullsh * t."

At this time, Zi Chen let out a roar and said angrily, "Your Martial Ancestor has gone too far. He destroyed the entire Nimbus Martial Ancestor Sect. I've never been to the Martial Ancestor, nor have I had anything to do with you. When did I take anything from you?"

With the support of the old man, Zi Chen vented the suppressed anger in his heart.

"When I was in the True Qi Realm, you sent people to kill me. You said that I took something from you. Why don't you say that you want to steal from me?"

Zi Chen pointed at Wu Ruoshan and said, "You old thing, you obviously want to steal from me, but you say that you're on the right side. Are you all so shameless?"

"You."

Being scolded by a puny Xiantian, Wu Ruoshan was furious. His eyes were filled with killing intent.

"Weng."

A strong spiritual sense came out of his body and rushed towards Zi Chen.

"Haha, good scolding, good scolding."

Wandering Cultivator Piaomiao laughed heartily. A strand of spiritual sense also flew out from his sea of consciousness and blocked Zi Chen's path.

The two spiritual senses came into contact, but there was no explosion. Instead, they silently dissipated.

"Misty Cultivator, what do you mean by this? You heard it too. This junior insulted me. Shouldn't he be killed?" Wu Ruoshan stared at Misty Cultivator. His eyes were cold, like a bloodthirsty wolf.

"Insulting? I don't think so. He's just speaking the truth. You're a sanctimonious person. You clearly want to steal someone else's things, yet you say you're taking something that belongs to you. Such shameless boasting, inverting right and wrong, unable to differentiate between good and bad. It's not wrong to call you shameless." Wanderer Piaomiao smiled faintly.

"Little Zi Chen, I'll protect you today." Misty Cultivator smiled.

"Thank you, Senior." Zi Chen was very grateful.

"Misty Cultivator, you're going against our Martial Ancestor for an insignificant person. Do you really think that our Martial Ancestor is afraid of your Misty Sect?" Wu Ruoshan asked coldly.

"He saved my life in the trial grounds. He's my savior. How can he be an insignificant person? As for whether or not your Martial Ancestor is afraid of our Misty Sect, I don't know. But I do know that if you attack today, I'll beat you into a pig's head."

Misty Cultivator's indifferent words made everyone's hearts tremble. Beating a reclusive Elder into a pig's head was something only a true expert could say.

With the appearance of two Master level existences, no one dared to speak. Even those in the air stopped fighting. They stood in the air, quietly watching this scene. No one dared to move, and no one dared to approach Zi Chen.

"Misty Cultivator, you've gone too far." Wu Ruoshan was furious. His hair stood on end as if he had gone crazy. A terrifying aura filled the sky.

The Master level existence went crazy, stirring up clouds in all directions. Everyone in the air quickly retreated, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

"Cut the crap. Let me see if your strength has improved or regressed in the past hundred years." Misty Cultivator smiled indifferently. He was very calm.

"Boom!"

The sky darkened. Wu Ruoshan attacked. A palm filled with a destructive aura fell towards Misty Cultivator's head.

Shattering Palm.

"Shattering Palm is a killing technique. Its power is unparalleled. Unfortunately, it was obtained by your Martial Ancestor. It's not as powerful as it used to be."

As soon as he finished speaking, Misty Cultivator attacked. His aura skyrocketed. The space around him began to distort violently. Like a giant, he slammed his palm towards the palm above his head.

It was a light palm, but it caused the sound of wind and thunder. It grew louder and louder as thunder rumbled.

Peng!

The Shattering Palm dissipated in the air, turning into Heaven and Earth energy that surged in all directions.

The battle between the Master level existences caused a huge commotion. The surrounding air retreated once again. The Innate Experts who were watching the battle also retreated.

They were shocked. The battle power of the Master level was too terrifying.

Li Huo and Cang He's faces were pale. Everything that happened today was far beyond their expectations.

One expert after another appeared, all to help Zi Chen. This was even more unexpected for the two of them.

"How can the Master level existences help Zi Chen?"

The two were unwilling, but they had to retreat. Even the aftermath of the battle between the Master level existences could crush them.

"Boom!"

The two exchanged blows several times. The entire world was shaking. A terrifying energy ripple surged in all directions.

Wu Ruoshan seemed to have gone crazy. He had obviously used all his strength. Each attack was stronger than the one before. Misty Cultivator had a faint smile on his face as he easily neutralized each attack.

"Little guy, I can take you to the Misty Sect and provide you with the best cultivation resources."