This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 257 Immortal Cone

The earthquake has already shaken Yong'an, so how can the imperial palace remain unscathed?

Faced with the raging flames descending from the sky, fear spread like a plague across everyone's faces.

Emperor Wu walked steadily towards the sky above the imperial palace. After the astrologer nodded to him, his booming voice began to echo in every corner of the palace.

"Everyone return to their respective palaces. No one is allowed to step out. The Imperial Guards are responsible for guarding the palaces. The crisis will pass in an instant."

He had to appease the people in the imperial palace, after all, he had never intended to destroy his own palace. As for the aura that had suddenly appeared, Emperor Wu had already detected it, and Ning Chen followed closely behind, the two of them rushing towards the location of the black-robed figure like shooting stars.

The man in black robes looked troubled. His ritual could only be countered by the ritual of sacrificing to the earth. However, the power of this city-burning formation far surpassed that of the mortal world. He really couldn't understand why the Martial Emperor would set up such an earth-shattering formation.

He stared with a wry smile at the figures relentlessly pursuing him. At this moment, his only option was to fight with all his might, because the fiery blockade made escape impossible. Moreover, under such a massive formation, his movements were as undetectable as lice on a bald man's head.

"Who exactly are you from the Refining Heaven Sect, and why are you here?" he shouted, his voice growing louder as the figure slowly appeared before him.

This was a young boy, who exuded a sinister aura, like a ghost in the dark night.

His phoenix eyes, like burning flames, gazed at the other person, revealing a deep and mysterious sense of exploration.

"I am truly curious as to how I was exposed, and how you discovered that I am a member of the Refining Heaven Sect?"

Instead of taking action, the young man raised the question that had been on his mind.

He was full of confidence, believing that he could deceive everyone. Even if someone could see through him, there was no way such a person could exist in Yong'an City.

Therefore, he was extremely curious about where he had slipped up.

"Furthermore, you actually know about the Refining Heaven Sect. Could it be that you are from the Ninth Heaven?"

Faced with the boy's questioning, the man in black robes did not refute it. How could he tell the other party that he was the one who escaped as a sacrifice?

If that's the case, there will probably be no place for him in this world, and the Refining Heaven Sect will spare no effort to silence him. After all, the truth about the world's rituals is an unrevealable secret, and it is also the very foundation of their pride.

"I truly do not know what you mean by the Refining Heaven Sect. I came here only for the Imperial Palace and accidentally wandered into it. I hope you will be merciful and let me go. I did not hear your conversation."

The man in black robes spoke softly, like a gentle spring breeze, already showing weakness, but in reality, he was stalling for time.

He could already sense the astrologer's approach; the astrologer would arrive in moments. Once the astrologer arrived, the people of the Refining Heaven Sect would have no chance of escape, and they might as well fight to the death.

"Heh, do you think I'd believe that? You don't actually think this great formation can stop me, do you? You're sorely mistaken. I'm a member of the Refining Heaven Sect,"

As soon as he finished speaking, another mysterious object flew out of his hand, like a shooting star flashing in the night sky. This object was shaped like a cone and rushed straight towards him. Although it was not fast and did not seem to have any power, the moment it hit the ground, the sense of life and death crisis surged into his heart again like a tide. The figure of the man in black robes shattered instantly, like a fragile piece of porcelain, turning into nothingness.

Where he stood, as the cone fell, space seemed to be torn apart, and a circle of black holes appeared before him like the gaping maw of a ferocious beast.

The black robe materialized again like a ghost, staring at the deep black hole that had been smashed open before him. His eyes seemed to have lost their light, becoming dull and lifeless. It was as if his chest had been struck hard by a thousand-pound hammer, and a mouthful of scarlet blood gushed out like an arrow.

"You..." Before he could finish speaking, the awl, like a venomous snake, was aimed at him again. He didn't even have time to catch his breath before he began casting the mysterious ritual once more.

With a deafening roar, like muffled thunder, the sound echoed through the black hole.

Everything, including the sound of the cone striking the ground and everything in the air, was ruthlessly destroyed the moment the black hole appeared, as if the black hole were a bottomless abyss, swallowing everything.

Faced with such a terrifying cone, the man in black robes no longer chose to flee, but instead sped off like a bird towards the astrologer's location.

He had a strong premonition that this person would not be afraid in the slightest, even in front of an astrologer.

Because the power of this cone had exceeded their imagination; it was like a divine weapon capable of shattering space, indestructible and unbreakable.

As the black robe disappeared, the young man from the Refining Heaven Sect did not appear anxious or uneasy, but instead began to ponder whether he should leave.

He knew full well that his whereabouts might cause some trouble, but this trouble did not originate from Emperor Wu, but from other people. Those people regarded rules as their lifeblood and valued them extremely highly; if they discovered him, he would surely be plunged into endless trouble.

But then he thought, how could those people be here? With that thought, he threw the awl again without hesitation. Although he knew there was an astrologer in that direction, in front of his awl, whether it was an astrologer or anyone else, they were all like insignificant ants.

The moment the black-robed figure charged, Ning Chen lunged forward like a tiger, but his impact was like an egg hitting a rock, shattering the black-robed figure to pieces. This scene left both Ning Chen and the Martial Emperor utterly astonished. The black-robed figure had, of course, used a dissipation technique at the last moment, causing Ning Chen to miss his target.

However, the successive stabs were like the scythe of death, instantly turning Ning Chen's face deathly pale. He cried out in a hoarse voice, "Starfall Fire Sea, fall!"

Ning Chen's long hair floated in the void. He pointed his right hand to the sky, then pressed it down. A fire dragon descended from the sky and appeared directly in front of him. At that moment, the awl fell.

"Boom!" This time, the black hole didn't completely absorb the sound. Ripples of thunder echoed throughout the imperial palace. The fire dragon was annihilated into a black hole the instant it collided with the cone. However, it was precisely because of the fire dragon's existence that he gained time to escape.

He was forced back more than ten meters, and knelt down behind Emperor Wu.

"How is this possible?" He exclaimed in disbelief, his astrological array so forcefully repelled.

"Be careful, this cone has the scent of Jade Capital. This is no ordinary attack weapon."

Emperor Wu also wore an unprecedentedly solemn expression. Just as the black hole slowly closed, a figure came into their view.

The sound of clapping rang out, a sign of the Refining Heaven Sect youth's disdain for the astrologer and his mockery of the Martial Emperor.

"Astrologers are nothing special, they can't even withstand my Cactus Cone. It seems that rumors can't be believed entirely."

"who are you?"

The Emperor Wu's dragon robe billowed anciently; at this moment, the rage of an emperor began to gather.