Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

2The aura of the Six-armed Yin Demon was too strong. Although it had only attacked Chen Yu, Zhao Wuque and the others still felt the same shock.     3

    

When they were not far from the coffin, Zhao Wuque and the others were discussing fearfully. They were guessing why the Six-armed Yin Demon had forced everyone back to the coffin.    

    

The Six-armed Yin Demon had already disappeared into the darkness, but no one knew which corner it was staring at like a tiger stalking its prey, causing everyone to feel uneasy.    

    

The huge coffin hadn't opened yet, and it didn't seem to be in any great danger for the time being. However, one could imagine that the moment it opened, a huge crisis would definitely befall!    

    

"Junior Brother Chen, what should we do?" Yao Yaoh was still a little shaken as she stared in the direction the Six-armed Yin Demon had disappeared, her voice tinged with worry.    

    

Chen Yu was staring at the huge coffin, he didn't know whether it was a Corpse Beast or a Yin Demon. From the rules of the coffin, no matter what was inside, it was definitely not an existence that the Three Sects disciples could handle!    

    

"Let's wait for Pei Aolai, Zuo Yan'er and the rest to come over!" Chen Yu said.    

    

Only then did Zhao Wuque and the rest remember that Pei Aolai and Zuo Yan'er hadn't come over. With their abilities, it shouldn't be a problem for them to get here.    

    

Just as his words faded away, in the northeast corner of this space, a sound rang out. Spiritual Light cut through the darkness as people approached.    

    

"Someone's coming!"    

    

"Who will it be? Is it Pei Aolai, Zuo Yan'er, Lih Heequan and the rest? "    

    

As they spoke, more and more warriors appeared in the northeast corner, and the spirit lights that rose from them became denser and denser.    

    

Zhao Wuque and the others calmed down.    

    

Chen Yu's eyes were burning with bloodlust. He looked over there and confirmed that there were at least thirty to fifty warriors. Maybe Pei Aolai, Zuo Yan'er, and the other warriors had really arrived.    

    

The spirit light carried by the warriors attacked the dense Yin Qi, and then the spirit light dispersed and started to fight with the Yin Demon.    

    

"Here, here!" Among the warriors Zhao Wuque brought, some of them couldn't help but shout towards that direction.    

    

"If they knew that they couldn't retreat after arriving here, I wonder what kind of expression they would have?" Yao Yaoh stuck closely to Chen Yu and suddenly said.    

    

Chen Yu couldn't help but laugh when he heard the hint of schadenfreude in Yao Yaoh's tone.    

    

After the warriors scattered, although there were layers of Yin Qi, there were still people who noticed the light emitted by the Star Soul. As a result, many spiritual lights spread out, one after another, heading towards the huge coffin.    

    

The warriors didn't encounter any resistance and soon arrived nearby. The leader of the group was holding a fluorite while a sword spirit was hanging above his head. He was tall and had long hair that scattered on the side of his face.    

    

When Su Po saw Chen Yu and Yao Yaoh, he was stunned for a moment. But very quickly, his attention was focused on the coffin and he revealed a shocked expression.    

    

After Su Po, other martial practitioners also arrived one after the other. They were also shocked by the size of the huge coffin.    

    

After a while, Su Po finally came back to his senses and looked at Chen Yu's side.    

    

"Ruling Spirit Sect Yao Yaoh?" Su Po's gaze swept across Chen Yu's face and flickered for a moment as if he was surprised. In the end, his gaze stopped on Yao Yaoh's face and he asked.    

    

"It's me!" Yao Yaoh asked, "Su Po, where's Zuo Yan'er?"    

    

"Junior apprentice sister Zuo is separated from me!" There was a hint of gloom in Su Po's voice, but he quickly said, "Yao Yaoh, where are we? What's going on with these sarcophaguses?"    

    

Yao Yaoh suddenly burst into laughter like silver bells, "Brother Su Po, if you ask me, who should I ask next? I have only arrived here an hour or so earlier than you! "    

    

"You …" Su Po paused for a second and said, "Yao Yaoh, tell me what you know!"    

    

Yao Yaoh giggled. "Senior Brother Su, are you ordering me?"    

    

"No, it's not that bad?" Just as he was speaking, a shrill cry suddenly rang out. "Why, why?"    

    

Whether it was Yao Yaoh, Su Po, or Chen Yu, all looked towards the direction of the scream. They saw a warrior standing next to the huge coffin.    

    

"Junior brother Yu!"    

    

"Junior brother Yu, what's wrong? Wake up!"    

    

"Junior brother Yu, what's going on?"    

    

Someone asked loudly. Some people patted the warrior's shoulder in an attempt to wake him up.    

    

"Ahhh!" However, that martial artist's face was still in a daze under the light of the fluorite. Suddenly, he shouted out loud, and his body surged with astral energy.    

    

"Junior brother Yu!"    

    

A few warriors who were on good terms with him immediately chased after him into the darkness.    

    

"You're courting death!" Yao Yaoh stood next to Chen Yu and said with a smile.    

    

Wu Tie couldn't help but be speechless at Yao Yaoh's performance. Before Su Po and the other Langya Sword Sect disciples had arrived, she was completely terrified. Now that the Langya Sword Sect disciples had arrived, it was as if she had removed all her burdens and started to gloat.    

    

From the darkness came the strange cries of Yin Demon, followed by muffled groans and miserable cries. That Junior Brother Yu and the other martial artists chasing after him suddenly became completely silent.    

    

"No, no, I don't want to do this, I don't want to!" Suddenly, someone cried out in disbelief, covering his face as he kept backing away from the coffin, as if he saw something he couldn't accept inside the coffin.    

    

"Junior Hu!"    

    

"Brother Hu!"    

    

As the warrior named Hu retreated, Su Po suddenly moved and charged forward.    

    

The warrior surnamed Hu did the same as the warrior surnamed Yu. After retreating a short distance, he turned around with a strange expression and was about to rush into the layers of Yin Qi, but was grabbed on the back of his neck by Su Po.    

    

Su Po's strength was not ordinary. After that warrior surnamed Hu was captured, his Spiritual Dipper was unable to operate. He slowly turned his head to look at Su Po.    

    

Su Po almost couldn't control that warrior surnamed Hu. He could only cut him one by one and knock him out.    

    

"Everyone, stay away from the huge coffin. Don't look into the coffin!" Su Po reminded him loudly.    

    

Many people were frightened. Previously, they were attracted by the huge coffin and were just on guard. They did not approach it too closely and now subconsciously stayed away from it.    

    

Yao Yaoh and Chen Yu looked at each other and could see the astonishment in each other's eyes.    

    

"I never thought that the huge coffin would be so strange that it would fall for it even after taking a look!" Yao Yaoh said, "Fortunately, we didn't get a closer look!"    

    

Chen Yu was a little scared, "We just didn't make it in time!"    

    

Zhao Wuque's companions were too timid, and started to retreat the moment they saw the huge coffin. They didn't even have the time to get closer to observe, and now, these Langya Sword Sect disciples had actually made a pawn to scout the way.    

    

However, this scene was still too strange. Martial Disciple Yu and Martial Disciple Hu were standing outside of the huge coffin and taking a look inside, yet it turned out like this. It was too confusing.    

    

Everyone couldn't help guessing what the two warriors saw.    

    

Casually handing the warrior surnamed Hu to a fellow disciple, Su Po called out a few names and told them to go where the warrior surnamed Yu had disappeared to.    

    

Very quickly, a few corpses were dragged back. They belonged to the warrior surnamed Yu and the other warriors who were chasing after him. They were all killed by the Yin Demon with blades and swords.    

    

The group of Langya Sword Sect disciples all took in a cold breath, their expressions were overwhelmed with shock, and were terrified.    

    

Looking at the corpses, Su Po suddenly stood up and walked towards Chen Yu in big steps.    

    

"Ruling Spirit Sect Yao Yaoh, what exactly is going on?" Su Po snorted and said when he got close.    

    

Yao Yaoh raised her eyebrows and said, "Su Po, how do I know what's going on?"    

    

"You don't know?" Su Po shouted angrily, "Yao Yaoh, this huge coffin is so strange, how could you not know anything about it? What intention do you have to see my men fall into a trap without warning? "    

    

Looking at Su Po who was filled with righteous indignation, and then at the Sword Sect disciples who had also become angry, Chen Yu suddenly smiled, and thought to himself that even though Su Po's thoughts were a little dark, he was indeed a smart person. Through this kind of questioning, it could somewhat alleviate the fear of the Sword Sect disciples!    

    

"What is it?" Yao Yaoh said coldly, "Su Po, are you my son or am I your mother? What does your life or death have to do with me? "    

    

Speaking of which, Yao Yaoh was also a proud and arrogant person. Her strength and prestige in Ruling Spirit Sect was only slightly lower than Pei Aolai's.    

    

"Good, very good. You dare to speak to me like that?" Su Po was extremely angry when he heard this. His eyes flashed as his sword suddenly slashed across the air.    

    

"Ah!" Quite a number of people exclaimed. They obviously did not expect Su Po to suddenly attack.    

    

In this kind of environment, even if the two sides did not fight, there was no reason to go against each other. However, Su Po had really attacked just like that.    

    

A sword cut through the air as the sword aura scattered down.    

    

Yao Yaoh was shocked and angry at the same time. She raised her hand and the Spiritual Dipper flew. However, the moment she made her move, she discovered that the sword aura was shooting towards her.    

    

The sword aura came from Yao Yaoh's side, its target was Chen Yu, who was beside Yao Yaoh.    

    

As soon as Su Po made his move, Chen Yu realized that something was wrong. Before the sword aura completely separated from the sword, Chen Yu had already determined that Su Po's target was not Yao Yaoh, but himself.    

    

Of course, even if Su Po was targeting Yao Yaoh, Chen Yu couldn't just ignore him.    

    

As the saber slashed out, the saber intent condensed, materialized, and extended.    

    

"Junior Brother Chen, be careful!" Yao Yaoh warned, her ten fingers dancing, Spiritual Dipper s pouring down like a torrential rain, one part of them blocking Su Po's astral sword, the other part directly attacking Su Po.    

    

Su Po's long sword slashed horizontally towards Yao Yaoh's Spiritual Dipper threads with a sharp sword intent.    

    

That sword aura was broken by Chen Yu and the invisible sword intent was also blocked by him. Su Po's attack was a sneak attack and since Chen Yu was prepared, it wasn't difficult for him to deal with it.    

    

A cold look flashed across Chen Yu's eyes.    

    

The sword shadows blocked Yao Yaoh's Spiritual Dipper, Su Po shouted: "Stop!"    

    

Yao Yaoh ignored him. She put her hands together and the Spiritual Dipper threads flew into the sky. The Three-tailed Green Fox suddenly flew out and pounced towards Su Po like a ray of light.    

    

Behind Su Po, a group of Langya Sword Sect disciples had surrounded him. Some of them wanted to pounce out, but were immediately blocked by the threads controlled by Yao Yaoh.    

    

Yao Yaoh's attacks were getting more and more aggressive, almost to the point of madness and disregard.    

    

"Stop!" Su Po shouted again, "Yao, are you crazy? Do you really want to fight to the death? "    

    

"Su Po, how dare you sneak attack Junior Brother Chen? I will kill you!" Yao Yaoh's hair danced in the wind, her eyes were cold, her face filled with anger, her ten fingers danced faster and faster like a ray of light, the dancing 'Thousand Revolution Hands' of the Spiritual Dipper forced Su Po to panic.    

    

"Damn you, you crazy woman!" Su Po did not expect that the sneak attack on Chen Yu would cause such a huge reaction from Yao Yaoh. He was flustered and exasperated.