Chapter 60 The Unknown Threat
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Looking at this old man in front, the ritual article's soul, Mu Yunfei felt speechless. He could do nothing to this old man indeed although he was rascally...
The old man closed his eyes and hummed a strange tune at leisure. Obviously, he didn't think that it was improper because a person was next to him.
However, Mu Yunfei couldn't wait anymore. Although the three were safe in this sacred shield of brightness for now, they had to get out.
"Old man!" Finally, Mu Yunfei couldn't wait to shout.
"Will you let us out?"
The old man didn't answer but still closed his eyes, with a natural expression. It seemed that he wasn't affected by Mu Yunfei's rage.
This behavior irritated Mu Yunfei once more. Although he could keep calm on the battlefield even at the crucial moment of life and death, now he burst into anger inevitably under the situation.
What a conceited old man!
When Mu Yunfei opened his mouth and planned to speak again, the old man suddenly turned around and opened his eyes with light bursting out. The faint golden light around him became stronger gradually, with great momentum, and attacked Mu Yunfei, looking holy.
Mu Yunfei just thought that this old man seemed to become another person in an instant while his turbid eyes became bright, seeming able to see through everything.
Irresistible pressure instantly suppressed him and he couldn't move. Even his breath was suppressed.
It was so powerful.
After hearing Bei Linfeng and Nana introduce the ritual article's soul, he had estimated its strength in his heart, and it was the soul of a ritual article of Golden Level, so he naturally guessed that it was quite powerful.
However, when he faced this ritual article's soul, he found that he was wrong. This soul was even more powerful than the master of the Thunder God Palace, Lei Ze, who was at the peak of the Medium Stage of Golden Bloodline he had faced then.
Mu Yunfei just defeated Lei Ze with difficulty depending on Dream Power, Insulation then, let alone this old man.
Mu Yunfei didn't fight back but stood there blankly.
"Bloke, I will spare your life today because we met by chance and you can contact me in this sacred shield of brightness, but don't mention that you want to go out again!" The old man's stern voice appeared.
Mu Yunfei moaned in secret. He had never expected that the ritual article's soul would be so bigoted. Did all the ritual articles' souls have such a weird temper?
He didn't know that this ritual article's soul had been normal a few years ago.
The soul cooperated with his owner perfectly, yet they met that coldblooded woman that day.
After starting only a few moves, the owner couldn't resist that woman anymore. Even with the sacred shield of brightness' sacred defending ability, he couldn't withstand the woman's attack, and even the soul trembled under the attack of that level.
In the last collision, the owner forcefully protected the strength of the ritual article's soul behind him with his own strength and blocked all the damages before he passed away.
Since his owner died, the soul seemed to have lost himself and became quite bigoted. He isolated any strength outside except Brightness Power. As Brightness Power warmed the sacred shield of brightness continuously, its stage was promoted and was the top even among the ritual articles of Golden Level.
After Zoria got the shield, she couldn't use it, so under Demon Lord's suggestion, she chose to seal it temporarily and made use of the ritual article's soul's stubbornness to kill the only teenage boy on the Soil Planet who had broken through the restraint of the planes.
The ritual article's soul thought about many things when he was sealed. In the end, he made a bigoted and even perverted decision.
Once somebody was approved by the soul and activated him, becoming the shield's new owner, the soul would trap the new owner in the sacred shield of brightness forever. The soul thought stubbornly that only in this way could he protect the owner, and he would never experience the same tragedy again.
It was the reason why the soul did so and even trapped the three inside. The purpose was to satisfy his humble desire to protect them.
Mu Yunfei didn't know the details and background, while he could indistinctly feel that the old man had something in his heart difficult to express seemingly.
The pressure from the old man didn't lessen but erupted continuously. He showed a dull expression and seemed to recall the past. The pressure rolled over and over like tides.
What kind of state was it? He seemed to blend his emotions with it, and that feeling was marvelous, yet everything was God's angle of view. Mu Yunfei couldn't be more depressed.
When the old man started to look sluggish, Mu Yunfei thought that he could seize the chance to break through but found next second that the huge pressure was enhanced all of a sudden, as if it was promoted under the old man's emotions.
As the pressure increased instantly, Mu Yunfei began to feel flurried. He looked at the old man's expression showing that he was still immersed in his emotions. He had thought that the old man just punished him slightly, but he gave up this thought at once. Did the old man lose control or really want to kill him?
Fear spread all over Mu Yunfei's body immediately, and he started to breathe rapidly, as if his throat would be gripped next second.
He looked at the old man in pain, with terror filling his eyes.
At this time, something moved strangely in his body all of a sudden.
The Bloodline Sword suddenly burst out of his body and powerful sword spirit erupted from it, resisting most of the pressure released by the old man. It didn't make gaudy moves but directly tried to stab the old man, the ritual article's soul.
"No!" Mu Yunfei exclaimed. Although the ritual article's soul was stubborn, he was a nice man... Ahem, in fact, it was not the point. The key was that if he died, they couldn't get out.
The sword spirit was obedient. Mu Yunfei reached out his right hand and stopped the Bloodline Sword in the extremely critical situation.
The sword spirit returned, and the Bloodline Sword circled around Mu Yunfei. Purplish and bluish golden light shone in turn, showing the high level of the Bloodline Sword.
The powerful sword spirit showed up and dragged the old man back from the emotions.
When he saw the Bloodline Sword circling around the teenage boy, his eyes widened instantly.
"This...this sword..." The old man looked shocked and even started to stutter.
"Is this sword yours?"
"Bullsh*t. There are only two people here. If it's not mine, can it be yours?"
Mu Yunfei thought so, but he didn't say that. After all, he wanted to ask the old man for help, so he should be polite.
"Yes, it's mine. Is there any problem?" He replied unhurriedly.
"This sword is quite powerful."
"Er, of course, it is powerful with no doubt. It's a ritual article of God Level. Of course you have to admit it."
Mu Yunfei complained about the old man's words in secret, like many online commenters. He couldn't figure out what serious words he could say.
"Er..."
"But I feel a strange force from your sword which seems to repel the brightness breath," The old man said in a deep voice, with astonishment in his tone. "Logically, any breath unharmonious with my brightness breath will be repelled, and you must be unable to enter the sacred shield of brightness. Why?" The old man was lost in thought.
Mu Yunfei suddenly remembered that when he got close to the sacred shield of brightness for the first time, his Bloodline Power was rejected. Why was he in this shield now?
When they were thinking about this question, the Bloodline Sword which circled around Mu Yunfei suddenly stopped and flew between the two, showing strange light that even its owner Mu Yunfei had never noticed.
It was dark red light.
That was terrifying light and ill-adapted to the holy light of the sacred shield of brightness, but it showed up in front of them indeed, erupting from the Bloodline Sword little by little.
Suddenly, a deep voice appeared, with majesty beyond expression suppressing the old man, the ritual article's soul.
"You are just the soul of a ritual article of Golden Level. How dare you make trouble in front of me?"
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