The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 685: Crisis! The Fearsome Yan Jinghong!

With the arrival of the first group of martial artists to the Lost City, the second and third waves quickly followed.

"South City Gate!"

Jiang Xiaofan looked up at the broken walls ahead, slowly reading out the three large characters on the gate.

After half a year of study at Tianwei Academy, Jiang Xiaofan's tactics may not have advanced much, but his reading skills had improved enough to avoid embarrassing mistakes like calling the Tianshu East Court the Tianmu[1] East Court.

"We finally made it!" Jiang Xiaofan lightly pounded his fist, laughing. "Miss Yue, I'm sure Big Brother and the others arrived before us. Let's hurry so we can reunite with them soon."

"Mmhmm." Yue Yunlan nodded slightly, having witnessed Jiang Xiaofan and Li Bufan's strength firsthand on this journey. In particular, Jiang Xiaofan, who once struck her as a big, honest guy, had transformed dramatically in just over six months.

The East Court Sword Team would undoubtedly become a formidable contender in this year's Five Courts Sword Team Grand Competition.

She was a part of one sword team, while Ling Feng was a part of another. Even she herself didn't know which side she had hoped would win more.

Li Bufan stood nearby, sword in hand and face impassive. "We should still be cautious. I doubt we're the only ones eyeing this ancient sect ruin."

Both Yue Yunlan and Jiang Xiaofan nodded. They had faced countless dangers along the way, narrowly escaping an ambush set by some martial artists from the Tianyang Empire at one point.

The trio heightened their guard as they entered the ruins of this ancient city.

Unlike the Eastern District where Ling Feng's group had entered, the Southern City seemed to contain quarters where disciples had lived. As they searched some of the better-preserved houses, they only found ordinary weapons and a few mundane items.

"It seems that these were the outer disciples' quarters."

After reaching this conclusion, they stopped wasting time and ventured deeper into the ruins.

They didn’t know how long they had been walking, passing through courtyard after broken courtyard. The place once inhabited by Huangji Sect disciples held no valuable treasures. Even if any had existed, they'd long decayed over the years. Only treasures safeguarded by protective barriers remained intact.

Finally, the trio arrived at a relatively intact hall with a large plaque inscribed with "Tiandan Pavilion."

This grand hall, though riddled with holes in the roof and other damages, still stood. Compared to the other structures reduced to rubble, the Tiandan Pavilion had likely been protected by an ancient array that saved it from the devastation of past battles with the Devils.

"Haha, what a place!"

Jiang Xiaofan beamed with joy. "Seems our luck isn't half bad!"

"Really now? I wouldn't be so sure."

A cold voice came from behind them as two figures, one in black and one in white, slowly approached.

One of them, with every step, left frost on the ground. A terrifying chill seemed to freeze even the souls of those nearby.

"Yan Jinghong!"

Li Bufan's eyes narrowed, his expression becoming deadly serious. Despite his confidence, he knew there was a massive gap between him and Yan Jinghong.

One Yan Jinghong alone was enough to cause despair, and the man beside him in black seemed equally unfathomable.

Strong opponents!

Unprecedented ones!

Slight sweat appeared on Li Bufan's forehead. If these two decided to strike, they wouldn't stand a chance!

"Miss Yue!" Yan Jinghong's gaze locked on Yue Yunlan, not sparing Li Bufan or Jiang Xiaofan a single glance.

He didn't even acknowledge their presence.

Yue Yunlan clenched her teeth. The Yan family in the Eastern Capital had been strengthening its position over recent years. Moreover, the Yan family head had repeatedly hinted at a marriage alliance with her father.

Yue Yunlan was, of course, aware of all this.

Though Yan Jinghong was undeniably gifted, almost monstrous in his talent, Yue Yunlan felt not the slightest affection for his character or disposition.

Cruel, arrogant, and dismissive of women.

How could such a man be considered a suitable partner?

Yan Jinghong wasn't fazed by Yue Yunlan's silence. "Miss Yue, if you'd like to join my team, you're free to enter the Tiandan Pavilion. But if not, please leave. Otherwise, while you may become my woman someday, I won't hesitate to act against you.

"If a woman won't behave, there's no point in keeping her around," Yan Jinghong said nonchalantly.

"What a joke! Who says Miss Yue is your woman?"

Jiang Xiaofan immediately stepped forward, glaring at Yan Jinghong with defiance. "Yan, everyone says you're powerful, but I, Jiang Xiaofan, am not afraid of you! We found the Tiandan Pavilion first, so why should we leave just because you say so?"

"Annoying!"

Yan Jinghong's eyes grew cold as he struck with a palm, sending an unbearably icy force straight at Jiang Xiaofan's chest.

Boom!

The violent blast sent Jiang Xiaofan flying, blood spurting from his mouth.

"Xiaofan!"

Yue Yunlan quickly caught Jiang Xiaofan, while Li Bufan drew his sword and stood protectively before them.

"You're the young master from the Grand Commandant's family, right?" Yan Jinghong glanced at Li Bufan with disdain. "This so-called Little Sword God that you have isn’t as significant as you think. Out of respect for Grand Commandant Li, I'll spare you today. Now, get lost!"

"Who says I need sparing!?"

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A roar like thunder burst out as Jiang Xiaofan, who should have been severely injured, charged forward like a cannonball.

His body burned with the Xuanwu blood as mysterious markings covered him, forming an earthy yellow aura that created a solid barrier around him.

"Oh? You're still alive?"

Yan Jinghong's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. He hadn't expected Jiang Xiaofan to survive his blow, much less without severe injuries.

"Interesting." Yan Jinghong showed a hint of interest. "So, you're one of Ling Feng's teammates, aren't you? I wonder, if weaklings like you died here today, what would that foolish trash rely on to challenge the Royal Sword Team!? Hahaha..."

Suddenly, an intense and deadly chill spread out from Yan Jinghong, enveloping the surroundings!

The Ice Emperor's Domain, a realm Ling Feng had once experienced firsthand, had finally reappeared!

1. A method people use to pronounce a Chinese character when they do not know its exact pronunciation is reading one of the components of a character, in this case it is 枢=木区, where it is pronounced as (shu)(mu)(qu)respectively. ☜