On both sides of the street, countless pairs of eyes stared at him, but no one recognized him.
As for this person, his cultivation was at the level of crossing Bitter Disaster. Every breath he took caused the earth to tremble, his breath like a dragon.
Lu Yin took a step forward and appeared in front of him.
The man raised his head, his face rough and his eyes fierce. His blade was blood-red as he stared at Lu Yin.
Lu Yin looked at him. No matter how fierce he looked, he was just an ant. That's right, to Lu Yin, this person was just an ant.
"My name is Gan Mo, I came from the Blood Ninth Level, and my master is the Blood Tower's Shang Yu."
Lu Yin was surprised, "You're the Shang Yu's disciple?"
People on both sides of the street exclaimed, "Blood Tower's Shang Yu's disciple?"
"Gan Mo?
I remember now, so it's him. "
"Blood Blade Gan Mo, he killed his way into the Blood Ninth Level and became the Blood Tower's Shang Yu's disciple on the ninth level. After that, he joined the Eighth Night Pillar and hasn't left for many years. I didn't expect him to appear here."
"I heard that when he became the Blood Tower's Shang Yu's disciple, he wasn't even a Progenitor. I didn't expect him to have already crossed Bitter Disaster."
"How can he be so fast?"
"This person specializes in the Dao of Slaughter and is an Eternal Realm disciple. Of course, his cultivation progress is fast …"
The discussions around made Lu Yin understand that this person was indeed the Blood Tower's Shang Yu's disciple.
Staying in the Eighth Night Pillar all year round?
Not necessarily. Lu Yin could clearly feel that this person's blade was bloody. He must have been fighting all year round.
"Why are you blocking my way?" Lu Yin asked.
Gan Mo looked at Lu Yin, "I owe the Cheng Clan a favor. It was they who sent me to the Blood Ninth Level. I must repay this favor."
Lu Yin nodded, "Yes, so you want to stop me?"
Gan Mo gripped the hilt of his blade and stared at Lu Yin for a while, "My blade can't stop you, but I hope my identity can."
Lu Yin smiled, "I'll give the Blood Tower's Shang Yu some face. Wait for another incense stick's time, the Cheng Clan will either hand over the Cheng Clan or continue to prepare. They can find as many experts as they want."
Gan Mo's voice was low, "Only an incense stick's time?"
Lu Yin's hands behind his back, "Only."
Gan Mo slowly raised his blade and pointed it at Lu Yin. Suddenly, the sky changed color as countless people smelled the scent of blood. Was he going to attack?
"This blade once passed through the Blood Nine Levels, and it was Master Cheng who sent me there. Today, I'm returning it to them." He leapt up, raised his blade, and slashed at Lu Yin.
At that moment, countless people felt as if they were hallucinating. They saw time being distorted and the void overlapping. They saw more than one Gan Mo and more than one Lu Yin. This was the power of time.
A grayish color flowed on the saber. As the saber descended, Gan Mo's body surged with Qi waves. A strong wind swept through the surroundings. Finally, it went against the heavens and tore apart the sky of Hidden Heaven City.
Countless people stared blankly.
Gan Mo's saber strike was extremely terrifying, causing the Bitter Calamity powerhouse to feel a suffocating pressure.
However, this saber was caught between two fingers, unable to move an inch forward.
Gan Mo looked at the two fingers on the blade in disbelief. Impossible.
"Impossible."
Someone shouted. It was a middle-aged man not far from the long street. He was shocked, even more incredulous than Gan Mo.
He was a Bitter Calamity powerhouse, and his innate gift allowed him to clearly perceive the enemy's strength. Gan Mo's saber was not as simple as it looked. It contained the power of time from the Blood Tower. Although it looked like a single strike, it was enough to force a Perfect Calamity powerhouse to retreat.
He stared at the saber, and his innate gift gave him a realistic feeling. He was sure that he would be killed in one strike without being able to resist.
However, Lu Yin had caught it with two fingers.
How was this possible?
No one dared to believe it. They were sure that Lu Yin was stronger than Gan Mo, but the gap should not be that big. Gan Mo was not an ordinary Bitter Calamity powerhouse. He had killed his way into the Blood Nine Levels and was valued by the Blood Tower's Imperial Guard. He was someone who had been taught battle techniques. Judging by battle techniques, Gan Mo was definitely qualified to sleep in the Junior Imperial Pavilion.
Such a person's peak saber strike was only two fingers?
It had to be a joke.
Lu Yin held Gan Mo's saber with one hand behind his back and the other hand. He praised, "There is a person in the Tianyuan Universe called Chu Yuan. He is proficient in the power of time, and his strongest battle technique is called Time Realm. He uses time to form an explosive attack with subtle differences. It looks like one strike, but when he goes all out, he can make ten strikes, or even more."
"Your saber strike is similar to his. At fixed time, the blade condenses. Just now, you made twelve strikes in an instant. Your explosive power is terrifying. You are worthy of being a disciple of the Blood Tower's Imperial Guard."
After he finished speaking, power flowed through the blade and shook off Gan Mo's hand. Gan Mo took a few steps back.
Lu Yin held the blade and threw it casually. The saber swept past Gan Mo's side and tore through the void. It crossed the long street and nailed to the gate of the Cheng Clan, tearing a huge crack in the street along the way.
Everyone watched in horror as they experienced Lu Yin's terrifying strength.
At the end of the long street, many members of the Cheng Clan were terrified. Hundred-Kill Tian's face was extremely ugly. Gan Mo only owed him one favor, but he couldn't stop this person. This person didn't even give face to the Blood Tower's Imperial Guard.
Gan Mo stood in place and looked at Lu Yin in shock. He wanted to attack again, not for the Cheng Clan, but for himself.
He wanted to see the gap between him and this person.
But, could he really see it?
"What kind of person is the Blood Tower's Imperial Guard?" Lu Yin asked.
Gan Mo was stunned, "What?"
"I'm asking you, what kind of person is the Blood Tower's Imperial Guard?" Lu Yin repeated.
Gan Mo was puzzled, "Why do you ask?"
Lu Yin smiled, "Of course I'm curious. Who wouldn't be curious about the Eternal Guard?"
Gan Mo thought about it and agreed, "I don't know how to say it, Master." He hesitated, "I don't know."
Lu Yin raised his eyebrows.
Gan Mo hurriedly said, "I really don't know how to say it. Anyway, Master is different from what you think."
"Okay." Lu Yin didn't force him. Gan Mo looked to be a dull person.
He had heard of the Blood Ninth Level. Rumor had it that one could become the Blood Tower's Imperial Guard's disciple as long as they could kill their way there.
In fact, all three Imperial Deities had their own ways to become the Imperial Guard's disciple. The Azure Lotus Imperial Guard's disciple, the Startling Sparrow Terrace's disciple, and the Blood Tower's Imperial Guard's disciple.
Among them, the Blood Ninth Level was the cruelest.
Since ancient times, there had been many people who were good at killing, but all of them had failed.
Some of them were talented enough to enter the Junior Imperial Tower, but they failed in the end.
Since ancient times, there weren't many Imperial Guards in the Blood Tower, but their death rate was the highest. They were always at the forefront of every battle. Gan Mo was proof of that.
In everyone's impression, the Blood Tower's Imperial Guard should be like Gan Mo, filled with the desire to kill.
But now, that didn't seem to be the case.
Gan Mo wasn't stupid, but he didn't know how to describe it. Clearly, the Blood Tower's Imperial Guard had left him with a different impression.
"If it's Master, you won't be able to take it," Gan Mo suddenly said.
Lu Yin found it funny and was about to say something when Gan Mo added, "If it's at the same level."
Lu Yin raised an eyebrow. He didn't believe it.
The Immortal Guard was strong, but if they were at the same level, Lu Yin knew that no one would be his match. Even the Azure Lotus Imperial Guard, who controlled karma, didn't have only karma. He also had invincible strength and his words. Lu Yin couldn't think of anyone who could surpass him at the same level.
Half an hour passed quickly, but there were no changes in Cangtian City.
The Cheng Clan didn't have any new reinforcements, and only those who had come to watch the show retreated.
Lu Yin took a step forward and passed Gan Mo. With another step, he was outside the Cheng Clan's territory. There was no need to walk slowly.
He looked at the huge door in front of him. The Cheng Clan had spent a lot of money. There were countless sourcebox arrays on the door, and they were fixed on the door with the Cangtian Universe's strange carving method. It gave Lu Yin a similar feeling to Elysium.
If he forced it, the defense would be shocking.
Lu Yin was on the outside, while everyone in the Cheng Clan was on the inside.
Everyone in Cangtian City focused their attention on him. They were curious. What would Lu Yin do?
Was he going to implicate the entire Cheng Clan just because of Duke Cheng?
Some time ago, the Cheng Clan had publicly expelled Duke Cheng, which meant that they had nothing to do with Duke Cheng. If Lu Yin still wanted to make a move against the Cheng Clan, it would be unreasonable.
"The Cheng Clan's door is the face of the Cheng Clan. Although the three clans compete with each other, they jointly control Cangtian City and have worked together against outsiders several times. Among them, the Cheng Clan's door is the most difficult to break. It's said that there are eighty spirit treasure arrays carved on the door. It's unimaginable," someone whispered in the distance.
Lu Yin's eyes flashed. Eighty sourcebox arrays?
That many?
Someone else spoke up from a similar position. "The three clans of Cangtian City all have different understandings of the Cangtian Clan's bloodline. The Yu Clan is famous for their Scroll Array. They explore the strongest mysteries of spirit treasure arrays. Given enough time, it's said that they can set up a spirit treasure array that can bury ten powerhouses at the peak of Ku Adversity."
"The Five Pillars of Night once joined forces to conquer the Cangtian Universe, but they suffered a loss because of this array."
"The Cheng Clan cultivates the Withering Array and rarely participates in unlocking spirit treasures. It's said that they learned a thousand types of spirit treasure arrays and used the number of arrays to determine their strength. It's said that the current leader of the Cheng Clan, the Hundred-Kill Libra, can instantly wither twelve spirit treasure arrays. Its power is boundless."
"The Jue Clan cultivates the linear concept and doesn't dabble much in sourcebox arrays. However, whether it's the Scroll Array of the Yu Clan or the Withering Array of the Cheng Clan, they can't do without the linear concept. The more powerful the spirit treasure array, the more it needs a Concept City. The linear concept was once the only path in the Cangtian Universe that was comparable to spirit treasure arrays. Sometimes, it even surpassed spirit treasure arrays."
This person spoke a lot, and his voice continuously traveled into Lu Yin's ears.
Lu Yin was not stupid. Whether it was the previous person or this person, they were all explaining to him that these two people had good intentions towards him.
Most people just discussed among themselves and would not explain too much to him.
Lu Yin lifted his foot and walked towards the Cheng Clan's main gate step by step. When he was only a hundred meters away from the gate, a voice traveled into his ears. "I am Yu Jing, the leader of the Yu Clan in Cangtian City. I know a little about the enmity between Mr. Lu and Cheng Gong. However, Cheng Gong has been expelled by the Cheng Clan. I hope that Mr. Lu will not implicate the Cheng Clan."