774 Sparks (1/2)

There were stone steps leading up from the gates. The steps led up to a large marble square where there were further several flights of stairs. At the end of the stairs was an enormous palace.

Mo Wen had only just walked into the square when crowds of Crimson Star Sect disciples emerged from the palace and onto the square. They crowded around Mo Wen and surrounded him completely.

\”Who dares to make trouble at the Crimson Star Sect? Are you tired of living?\” A voice rang out. The wind rustled and a person appeared above the square, suspended in mid-air. The person was a short, thin old man. He was like a monkey and looked furtive. His face was covered with an unshaved beard.

He was the elder from the Crimson Star Sect who was on duty today. He had suddenly received news that someone had barged into the Crimson Star Sect and had rushed over immediately. Someone had dared to barge into the sect! How dare they?

\”Get your sect leader to come out,\” Mo Wen said lightly.

\”Little b*stard! Who do you think you are? Is the sect leader someone you can meet? How dare you hurt those from the Crimson Star Sect. Die!\”

The short and skinny old man was short, and his voice was as sharp as a eunuch's. He did not intend to make small talk and immediately prepared to strike. The simplest method to deal with a young man like Mo Wen was to capture him alive. Then, anything else could be easily settled.

The short and skinny old man flew through the air and landed in front of Mo Wen. His dry and thin hand clawed at Mo Wen's throat. The sharp wind seemed to be able to pierce through the illusionary space. A warrior in the mid-Embryonic Breathing Realm would not hesitate to deal with a young man.

Mo Wen's lips curled up into a cold smirk. He put his hands behind him and remained standing where he was. However, an intangible halo appeared in front of him.

The short and skinny old man's hand hit the halo. He immediately looked like he was stuffed into the mouth of an enormous and fierce beast. One could see his arm being broken inch by inch.

The old man screamed in pain. He looked at Mo Wen in fear and shock, wanting to pull his hand out from the halo. However, the intangible halo seemed to have a layer of terrifying suction that held on to his hand. He could not wrench his hand out from it. His body sunk into the halo uncontrollably. In mere moments, the man's entire body disappeared into the halo, leaving no trace behind.

Everything had happened so quickly. The disciples of the Crimson Star Sect around them did not even have the time to react. An Elder had been swallowed just like that. His body could not even be found.

\”Hand the Crimson Star Sect sect leader over. If he does not appear in one minute, I will bathe the Crimson Star Sect in blood,\” Mo wen said lightly. Then, he stood absolutely still.

A number of the Crimson Star Sect disciples who had surrounded Mo Wen looked at him in fear. They backed away, not daring to stay close to him. A few others ran into the palace.

In less than a minute, several figures flew out of the palace and appeared in the square.

\”How dare you make trouble at the Crimson Star Sect. Who gave you the guts to do this?\”

Among those who had just appeared, the lowest cultivation level was at the Embryonic Breathing Realm. There were a few others who were at the peak of the Embryonic Breathing Realm. They were the true powers of the Crimson Star Sect and could not be compared to ordinary martial arts sect.

A rough-looking man whose eyes bulged like copper bells appeared and yelled loudly. He stepped forward. The ground cracked like thunder beneath his feet, and he appeared before Mo Wen. His fists, which were the size of soccer balls, smashed at Mo Wen's head.

The air crackled and rolled. The entire square was covered in sand and stones.

Mo Wen treated the startling and menacing blow as if it were a fly. He waved his hand casually, and the large man flew backward. The man slammed into a stone sculpture on the square which was immediately pulverized. The large man coughed up blood and his face was as pale as a sheet. He fell onto the ground and could barely get up.

The people around them inhaled sharply. The large man was a famous Elder in the Crimson Star Sect. He was in the late Embryonic Breathing Realm and his combat ability was said to be at the peak of the Embryonic Breathing Realm as well. A vicious man like him had been swatted away like a fly by Mo Wen.

\”Young man, who are you? Why are you making things difficult for the Crimson Star Sect? Do you know what will happen if you annoy the Crimson Star Sect?\”

In the crowd, an old man in white who was in his 70s stood in front of everyone. He looked at Mo Wen and then at the ten-odd people Mo Wen had tied up behind him. A glint of cold light flashed in his eyes.

It was obvious that the young man had ill-intentions towards them. He was also arrogant and full of himself. How dare he cause trouble for the Crimson Star Sect?

Many people had noticed the people Mo Wen had tied up behind him. However, their focus was on the black-golden puppet. A golden puppet that could fly in the air? What exactly was it?

The Crimson Star Sect would naturally not know about something like the immortal cultivator puppet. They were all immensely curious about it.