Chapter 393 - Why Do I Feel That The Xuan Yuan Clan Isn’t Worthy Of Him? (2/2)

'It's actually him.'

Ye Xiao had seen Ning Zhiyuan more than once.

Ye Xiao had a pretty good impression of that person. He had never put on any airs. He had heard that he had taken care of Emperor Jing, the four venerable ones, Beitang Ce, and the rest of his seniors, giving them many excellent resources.

Beitang Ce had always advised him to expose his identity because of him.

After a moment of contemplation, Ye Xiao flicked his fingers and shot out two rays of golden light, which entered the bodies of the two of them. Then, he walked straight toward the array.

Undying masterpiece technique activated!

The bodies of the two of them, which had been corroded by the poisonous fog, were instantly repaired.

"..."

"What's going on? My consciousness has recovered. Didn't I die? Isn't this poisonous fog supposed to be able to corrode even souls?"

Ning Zhiyuan widened his eyes and pointed at Ye Xiao's back while trembling.

"He saved us!"

Only then did Ling Shaoyu notice Ye Xiao's figure.

Seeing that he was walking unscathed in the poisonous fog, he could not help but narrow his eyes.

"Oh my God, who is he? How is he so powerful? This poisonous fog actually can't harm him in the slightest?"

Ning Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and then cupped his hands toward Ye Xiao's back,

"Thank you for saving my life, sir. May I ask if you are the Saber-sword Immortal of Jianghai city?"

Ling Shaoyu was once again shocked. His hair stood on end, and he could not help but exclaim,

"He is the Saber-sword Immortal? The one you mentioned, the unrivaled genius of our Xuan Yuan clan?"

Ye Xiao's voice, which had been altered by the spiritual energy, was transmitted back faintly,

"The two of you can leave now. My healing technique can only be maintained for a limited time. The two of you can last for another minute."

As he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and fiddled with the array. The array that Ling Shaoyu and the array formation masters from the Hundred Clans Alliance had spent half a day to crack was actually broken open.

"Holy sh*t!"

Ling Shaoyu was so shocked that his jaw almost fell off.

He swore that he had never seen such a formidable fellow in his entire life.

Ye Xiao's attainments in arrays had simply exceeded what he could imagine. It was as if it was as far away as an era.

As an array formation master, no one knew better than him how difficult it was to crack that array.

However, Ye Xiao still managed to crack it. Moreover, it was just one person, yet he was able to crack it so easily!

Was that strength not too monstrous?

However, at the instant the array was shattered, more poisonous fog began to spread out. The thick poisonous fog swallowed Ye Xiao completely. The black-purple fog churned. Its power was many times stronger than the batch that had appeared previously, it was even stronger by an unknown number of times.

The few remaining god race bones that had been corroded by the poisonous fog had turned into powder on the spot when they came into contact with this even denser poisonous fog. They were all shattered.

"Be careful!"

Ning Zhiyuan could not help but exclaim. However, he quickly realized that he was wrong.

That was because Ye Xiao's figure was completely unaffected in that even denser poisonous fog. He was as steady as Mount Tai. Moreover, he was officially stepping into the Godly King's tomb.

The corner of Ning Zhiyuan's mouth could not help but twitch violently.

Was he that ridiculous?

Did that fellow have to be that overpowered?

He was so overpowered that he was already heaven-defying.

Ling Shaoyu and Ning Zhiyuan were now like silly geese. Their mouths were wide open as they stared straight into the tomb.

He just walked in like that?

The poisonous fog could not stop him!

The array could not stop him either!

One had to know that this was the dignified Godly King's tomb!

That was not the home of some street-dwelling little scoundrel.

With so many people from the Xuan Yuan clan and the Hundred Clans Alliance added together, they were forced to retreat. It was extremely troublesome.

Even so, Ye Xiao just followed him into his own backyard like that. Everything seemed as simple as acting. That was simply unbelievable.

"Zhiyuan, is he really that Saber-sword Immortal you mentioned? A martial arts master from the Xuan Yuan clan? Younger than us?"

Ning Zhiyuan said with a wry smile,

"I don't quite dare to believe it either. But if it's not him, why did he save the two of us?

"Furthermore, when I asked him just now, although he didn't directly answer my question, you should have seen that he didn't reject my question either.

"So, if my guess is correct, it's most likely him."

"Are you really sure that he's a member of our Xuan Yuan clan? Why do I feel that our Xuan Yuan clan doesn't deserve such a monstrous genius?"

Ning Zhiyuan smiled bitterly again.

"How would I know if you ask me?"

At that moment, Ling Shaoyu suddenly could not help but say faintly,

"I feel that my body is starting to feel uncomfortable again, the two of us, we'd better run quickly."