C9 Rehabilitation

Not long after Leng Wuhen and Wu Tie left, someone arrived at the entrance of the Orchid Pavilion Courtyard. This person was thin and had a red robe that was white and tender, but a trace of determination could be seen on his face.

"Is it a built-in barrier?" This person looked at the scene in front of him and muttered to himself as a thin layer of faint light enveloped the entire Orchid Pavilion Garden.

Then, he hid himself with one hand as a golden colored flame appeared on his hand. He rushed towards the enchantment, and very quickly, the places where the golden flame touched the barrier expanded and disappeared.

The red-robed youth pushed open the door to the Orchid Pavilion Garden. The deathly stillness within the place could be vaguely sensed by the smell of fresh blood.

"Are you late? "Seems like he really came a little too late."

The dark night and the empty Lanting Garden, mixed with the smell of fresh blood, appeared extremely dark and strange. The young man slowly walked inside and arrived at the place where he had fought.

"Looks like the Charm Group has already begun to act, but this doesn't seem like the style of Charm Group, and I'm not clear who the person who executed the Charm Group this time around is either, but it's quite interesting."

At this moment, the man in red closed his eyes and chanted something from time to time. Suddenly, his eyes became dark and profound as he scanned every corner of the Orchid Pavilion Garden. The corners of his mouth curled up as he laughed coldly, "Heh, so it's him."

I was curious about a man. I suddenly felt like I had just started to become a little more abnormal. The man stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his lips as he thought about it.

"It seems like I don't need your Wind Group to complete the work on the aftermath." An ear-piercing and cold voice sounded out. The person that floated down from the sky was Leng Wuhen.

The man looked at Leng Wuhen and said scornfully: "Our Wind Group never need to be healed. We are very different from you." Leng Wuhen did not pay attention to the mockery in the man's words.

The youth continued, "He said you, Leng Wuhen is cold and proud, not easy to get close to. I think it's just that."

At this time, Wu Hen didn't have much of a change, he only replied blandly: "If you want to enrage me, you're still far from it, so don't overestimate yourself. Although Charm Group is the weakest of the other five groups, you have to know, I'm still very confident that we'll be able to deal with you."

"Oh right, do not look down on every single member of our Charm Group. I think that it won't be long before the rankings of the five groups change."

"You sure are confident!" The young man coldly replied.

"Confident of who's right." Leng Wuhen also responded with a "show of strength".

"I hope that when we return to the mission, you can still talk to me in such a calm manner." The young man's face was somewhat gloomy as he replied.

"That's what I wanted to tell you." Leng Wuhen retorted flatly. Then, he said, "I hope you can go back alive."

At this moment, the red-robed youth shook his head and said, "Rest assured, I won't die in front of you."

Hearing that, Leng Wuhen sneered: "And this mission of the Spiritual Sky Empire, I hope that your Wind Group does not hinder us or else you will know the consequences."

"Don't worry, I'm just afraid that you will obstruct and affect us. Remember that I'm called Lan Yan and that I'm from the King's Hall." With that, the red-robed youth flew up into the air and dissipated into the pitch-black night.

Leng Wuhen muttered to himself, "Ling, what do you think of that young man called Lan Yan? How strong is he?"

"I can't see too deeply into this, but I feel like that kid is very special, he shouldn't be much worse than you, but compared to me, hehe, it's not good enough. If you want to screw up the mission, then stay here forever."

The spirit reminded Wu Hen, because it had already sensed that someone was using the energy of the embers to scout this place out.

Leng Wuhen nodded and said, "I know, but if I leave now, that Wind Group kid will definitely tease me. I said that I would come to take care of the aftermath."

"But now is not the time to be emotional." Ling retorted.

Leng Wuhen continued, "It's fine."

"Do you need me?" At this time, she began to get serious.

Leng Wuhen smiled again and said, "There's no need."

Leng Wuhen sneered, "Sniff him? Then I'll use tyranny. Even if I had a good conversation with him for a long time, it wouldn't have been useful."

Leng Wuhen moved and shouted, "Soul of the Void, Concealment Spell!" At this moment, Leng Wuhen's hands drew a star-like pattern in the air. As the color of the pattern gradually turned blue, the pattern also became more obvious.

Leng Wuhen's arms also changed, they were also covered by layers of blue mist, but his body was emitting layers of black gas. The mask appeared, and the hexagram pattern started to spread, crawling slowly towards Leng Wuhen's chest until his entire body was covered.

In the street not far away, the houses were also trembling. The black gas rushed into the sky, causing the dark night to become even more gloomy, but the black gas was still rushing to the sky in an endless stream, forming a strange vortex.

At this moment, the Lanting Garden had already become extremely dilapidated. The surrounding houses had also turned into ruins.

"What's that?" At this moment, the crowd had long since discovered that something was amiss in the air above the Orchid Pavilion Gardens. They were all talking at once, some of them waking up from their dreams, but no one dared to approach the Orchid Pavilion Garden.

At this moment, dozens of elderly men and seven to eight middle-aged men appeared above the Spirit Sky Empire's Main City. One of the old men in a long gown said, "You were also awakened by this vast and imposing aura."

"That's right, what happened over there? What happened to the black vortex?" One of the middle-aged men exclaimed.

"I feel like this was the work of that person just now. Do you still remember what happened not long ago?"

However, the crowd fell silent. The man continued, "Looks like we've all guessed wrongly. That person's strength has probably exceeded our expectations. I think someone must have alarmed him."

"But this is a bit too much." The surrounding elders quickly replied.

The middle-aged man continued, "I don't think that's enough. Take a look." The surrounding elderly and middle aged men looked up, only to see the vortex slowly expanding, enveloping the entire sky above the Spirit Sky Main City.

Leng Wuhen, who was inside the Orchid Pavilion Garden, was completely enveloped by the black gas and was emitting an evil aura.

"Concealed Soul, Persistence of Concealed Fog!" The surrounding temperature gradually became ice-cold, but the people who were closer to the surroundings felt a slightly bone-chilling cold.

At this moment, Leng Wuhen's hands turned from blue light to gas and flew like a black vortex, illuminating the entire surrounding sky. Black and blue connected, making it look extra dazzling.

The surrounding people that were eating melons shouted out, "This must be an expert from the Empire giving a warning to the people who came to the Spirit Heaven Ceremony."

"That must be it." The surrounding people hurriedly echoed.

However, this was only the conjecture of the masses. True experts would not have such simple thoughts, because there had never been a similar situation before. However, people from other empires that had come here all smiled, thinking that this trip had not been in vain.

"Ha ha!" But they couldn't be happy too early, or it might actually be like what the crowd said. If that really was the case, then it would be a bit too scary.