Urban Invincible Overlord

That obscure and deep divine sense only flickered for a moment, but with his current strength breakthrough to the late stage Core Formation, he still clearly captured that instant of spying.

Yang Fei remained secretly vigilant.

This person could hide his divine sense so deeply; if Yang Fei hadn’t just made a breakthrough and his divine sense hadn’t grown stronger, he probably wouldn’t have noticed the other’s existence at all.

What made Yang Fei’s heart even more alarmed was that, even with his divine sense strength now comparable to the early stage Nascent Soul, he couldn’t lock onto the other’s exact location!

What does this mean?

It means the realm of the person secretly spying must be at least in the middle stage Nascent Soul or above!

The most critical thing is, whether this person is an enemy or ally, it’s hard to say clearly now.

Yang Fei’s expression remained unchanged, but internally, he was quickly calculating.

Since this person is spying in secret without making a move, they must either be scrupulous about something or just waiting for the right moment. No matter what, the most urgent thing for him now is to suppress Jiang Xinyun first; otherwise, if she escapes, there will be endless troubles.

Yang Fei pretended to be unaware and continued to press towards Jiang Xinyun, still wearing that mocking smile: "Do you have any other tricks? That Heavenly Thunder just now was quite powerful. How many such techniques do you have? Show them all, or you won’t have another chance."

Jiang Xinyun’s eyes were filled with shock and despair.

The Golden Flame Heavenly Thunder just now was her last life-saving trump card; it was a fourth rank attack divine talisman!

A powerful divine talisman capable of annihilating an early stage Nascent Soul old monster, yet it didn’t even touch Yang Fei’s clothes?

Although he can teleport instantly, cultivators who can control the law of space are indeed hard to kill. However, the power of that Golden Flame Heavenly Thunder was enough to cover a space of hundreds of thousands of cubic meters, able to tear apart the entire space. Even if he teleports, he couldn’t avoid it completely, and even if he avoided fatal damage, he should have been severely injured.

But this guy was completely unharmed.

Is this the terrifying aspect of that mysterious space treasure mentioned by True Monarch Cang Yuan?

Jiang Xinyun felt a tingling scalp, fear she hadn’t felt before surged in her heart.

She was from the Wangxian Sect, granddaughter of Jiang Daozu, and had seen countless geniuses and freaks, but never someone as bizarre as Yang Fei.

He could easily suppress both her and Su Jingshu during the middle stage Core Formation; he made a breakthrough on the spot during their chase and escape, entering the late stage Core Formation right before her eyes; now even the fourth rank divine talisman can’t do anything to him...

This isn’t a freak; it’s simply a monster!

"It seems you are out of moves." Yang Fei shook his head with a hint of disappointment in his tone, "Since that’s the case, don’t blame me for being impolite."

Just as the words fell, Yang Fei’s figure flickered, instantly teleporting in front of Jiang Xinyun, reaching out with his right hand, five fingers forming a claw, aiming for her neck.

Jiang Xinyun felt that an invisible force sealed off all directions, leaving her no space to escape.

Her face turned pale, and a hint of determination and fierceness flashed in her eyes.

Even if she dies, she’ll make him pay a heavy price.

Determined to burn her essence blood and make a last-ditch attack.

Yet at this critical moment—

"Stop!"

A deep voice suddenly resounded, like thunder from the skies, making Yang Fei’s eardrums ache.

At the same time, a terrifying aura swept down from the horizon, pressing like a mountain, causing Yang Fei’s actions to pause.

Yang Fei’s heart was shocked, yet he did not panic.

He had no intention of stopping; instead, he was even faster, his five fingers like hooks, directly grabbing for Jiang Xinyun’s neck.

"How dare you!"

That voice contained anger, and simultaneously a terrifying divine sense pressure swept over, rushing straight into Yang Fei’s sea of consciousness.

The terrifying divine sense of the Nascent Soul old monster was enough to suppress cultivators below the Nascent Soul Stage on the spot, and if the divine sense disparity was too large, a divine sense attack could collapse their sea of consciousness, directly killing them.

Although Yang Fei was already prepared, he still felt a massive explosion in his mind, and his face paled.

But this state lasted only a moment, because he had a silver whip, the Soul Binding Rope in his hand.

Originally, after Yang Fei broke through to the late stage Core Formation, his divine sense strength reached the pinnacle of the early stage Nascent Soul. Facing this person’s divine sense attack, although at a disadvantage and suffering loss, he would not be severely injured.

Now, with the Soul Binding Rope in hand, with its powerful effects, the opponent’s divine sense strength had no harmful effect on him at all.

Jiang Xinyun, exhausted and ready to perish together with Yang Fei, was unexpectedly saved by a powerful figure at the crucial moment, which delighted her. She initially thought it was Lu Jianxing arriving in time, but then realized the voice was different, quickly saying: "Thank you, senior, for your righteous rescue. I, representing the Wangxian Sect, will never forget your great kindness and virtue."

She was very clever, decisively revealing the name of the Wangxian Sect, which would make the other party more inclined to protect her out of respect for Wangxian Sect’s reputation.

After all, in the Southern Domain Cultivation World, in normal circumstances, which cultivator could refuse to let Wangxian Sect owe them a favor?

Yang Fei’s eyes flashed, realizing Jiang Xinyun’s intention.

He didn’t know who the newcomer was either, and immediately shouted: "I am the direct disciple of Shang Qing Sect’s Wan Daorong, this is a private enmity between us, do not meddle recklessly."

Shit, you want to use Wangxian Sect to get the other party to help you, but do I not have any background?

You think you’re the only one with background?

In this world, who doesn’t have some background?

Jiang Xinyun saw Yang Fei react so swiftly, her heart sank.

This place was within Flame Moon Sect’s territory, which belonged to the subordinate forces of Shang Qing Sect, and here Shang Qing Sect’s reputation is bigger than Wangxian Sect, so the passing powerhouse wouldn’t dare provoke Shang Qing Sect.

Just as she was in utter despair, she heard a cold and piercing snort: "Hm, villain, I’m here looking for you."

When the words were finished, the void emitted a harsh whooshing sound, the person originally a hundred miles away, now came sword flying at the fastest speed, in an instant arriving over ten miles away, just a mass of green light tunneling through the air, getting closer.

Jiang Xinyun, anxiety turning to joy again internally.

Her luck really is good, this is Yang Fei’s enemy?

Yang Fei’s heart also sank.

He hadn’t been in the Southern Domain for long, and when did he provoke such a Nascent Soul old monster as an enemy?

His mind flashed with thoughts, but he didn’t slow down at all in action, swinging the Soul Binding Rope, lashing towards Jiang Xinyun, deciding to suppress this girl before the Nascent Soul old monster arrived, to prevent her escape.

"How dare you!"

Seeing his appearance yet Yang Fei dared to continue, that person was furious.

Across a ten-mile distance, the light escape ahead suddenly erupted with terrifying killing intent, a small Nascent Soul body wrapped in azure spiritual light suddenly burst forth, Nascent Soul sword control, arriving at the scene in an instant.

Yang Fei was astonished, though he had fought with Nascent Soul stage powerhouses before, it was the first time he encountered someone directly initiating Nascent Soul sword control upon arrival.

The speed and power of a middle stage Nascent Soul powerhouse’s Nascent Soul sword control were terrifying. Even though Yang Fei had just broken through to late stage Core Formation and had several life-saving magic treasures, his combat power at its peak, he still felt tremendous fear now, with no urge to confront head-on, swiftly teleporting to dodge.

Just after he dodged, the azure light escape flashed, merging with the small Nascent Soul body.

It was a middle-aged man wearing an azure robe, with a stern face and eyes like lightning, surrounded by a faint azure spiritual light, exuding the unique pressure of a middle stage Nascent Soul.