"Shura Hall?" Xue An raised his eyebrows slightly.
"That’s right, you meddled in the theater before, saved that performer, and injured our people. You won’t forget about this so soon, will you?"
Only then did Xue An e to a sudden realization, then he sneered coldly, "Oh, I wondered who it was, turns out to be you lot hiding in the shadows scared to face people, like snakes and rats!"
A sound of angry snorting came from the darkness, followed by the darkness starting to roll and surge.
In an instant, a figure began to manifest.
When the person appeared before them, Ren Ning hiding behind Xue An couldn’t help but cry out.
The person wore black clothes, and donned a pale mask devoid of facial features, except for two hollowed-out eyes revealing a pair of ghostly green eyes like flickering ghost flames.
Against this dark backdrop, he truly appeared like a fearsome demon crawling out from the depths of hell.
Such a visually impactful scene naturally terrified Ren Ning, who was inherently timid, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.
Seeing this situation, Xue An discreetly shifted his position, shielding her behind him.
At this time, the masked figure emitted a shrill and unpleasant laughter.
"Boy, you’re young, but your tone is big. You’re at death’s door, yet you dare to be so arrogant! Clearly you don’t know the might of Shura Hall!"
Xue An also laughed but his laughter was filled with mockery.
"Oh? Then I truly want to experience it."
"Heh heh, now you are trapped within the Dark Barrier of Shura Hall. Once this barrier is formed, even a fourth-rank Great General would struggle to escape, let alone a lesser sixth-rank cavalry captain like you. I..."
As the masked man was describing the horrors of the barrier with a frantic tone, Ren Ning suddenly heard Xue An’s voice by her ear.
"Hold tight!"
Ren Ning, almost instinctively, clutched tightly onto the back of Xue An’s coat, and in the next second, the view before her transformed. Following that, Xue An struck down with a palm.
This palm chopped down from the back of his head, directly slicing the masked figure in half from behind.
The shadow dispersed, then Xue An coldly spoke.
"So noisy, if we’re going to fight, then fight. What’s the point of all this chatter? To demonstrate how well you can talk?"
A moment of silence ensued in the darkness before the furious roar of the masked man was heard.
"You brought this upon yourself, don’t blame anyone else! Extremely vile!"
Boom!
Suddenly, countless vines emerged in the darkness, growing and spreading crazily.
In the blink of an eye, these serpent-like vines surrounded Xue An and Ren Ning, launching an attack.
Xue An raised an eyebrow, and countless Sword Qi surged forth wildly.
Swish swish swish!
Acpanied by crisp sounds like tearing paper, the sword light swirled, slicing all the reaching vines apart.
But just as these vines shattered, without even falling to the ground, they re-formed anew, launching another attack.
It felt as though Xue An used Sword Qi as a wall, blocking the tide of surging darkness.
"Heh heh, boy, your Sword Qi is impressive but with such intense consumption, your Sword Qi won’t hold out for long. Once your Sword Qi is exhausted, these vines bred from evil will wrap you up layer by layer!"
"At that time, your mouth, nose, and orifices will be pletely blocked by endless vines, and you will slowly suffocate to death. This would be the most painful death as you can even feel these vines crawling into your throat, through your windpipe, into your lungs, and then feel it bursting!"
The masked man narrated in an excitement bordering on abnormality.
Ren Ning nearly cried in fear, loosening her grip on Xue An’s coat.
"You should escape quickly, if it’s just you, you might have a chance of leaving here, don’t mind me."
Xue An merely chuckled coldly, "Don’t let him scare you, these riffraff, aren’t even worthy of my notice!"
Saying this, Xue An stepped forward, a long sword instantly formed, and then slashed down straight.
Boom!
This turbulent sea of vines was forcibly cleaved to form a passage.
But this passage existed only for a few fleeting seconds before being flooded by the crazily proliferating vines.
Yet that was enough, in those few seconds obtained by the sword, a group of flames suddenly ignited between Xue An’s brows.
The flames were pure white and burned hotter, quickly achieving a near-transparent state.
As soon as these flames appeared, these vines retreated madly as if they had seen light.
But Xue An wasn’t about to let them go.
Boom!
A wisp of flame shot out from the cluster of fire.
In an instant, the endless sea of vines was set ablaze.
In the roaring flames, the vines twisted and writhed painfully, then turned to ashes.
Simultaneously, a scream echoed from the darkness.
"What is this fire?"
"The fire that will take your life!"
Xue An slowly said, as the flames between his brows burned even more fiercely, gradually condensing into a lotus flower.
Below the flames, the dark barrier began to shake violently.
Just then, a cold and mocking voice echoed from afar.
"Old Seven, it seems you’re not up to it. You couldn’t handle a mere child, almost got countered, truly an embarrassment to our Shura Hall."
As soon as these words fell, a sound of snorting anger was heard from the masked man in the darkness.
"Old Three, stop with your sarcastic remarks, who would have thought this boy possesses such Strange Fire. Hurry and help, or if he escapes, we won’t need to return, just kill ourselves to lessen the punishment."
"Heh!" Acpanied by a cold laugh, another man appeared in the darkness.
This man also wore black, also wore a mask, but the mask differed from the previous one, being entirely indigo colored and adorned with white patterns, adding to its eerie terror.
Upon his appearance, the once collapsing Dark Barrier became stable again.
Even the flames between Xue An’s brows were suppressed to dullness by an unknown power.
Then he leisurely glanced towards Xue An, after observing for a moment he exclaimed, "Tsk tsk, truly a hero at a young age, with such cultivation at such a young age, truly admirable."
Xue An remained silent, merely coldly staring at the later appearing blue-faced man.
He could clearly sense, this person’s aura was far stronger than the previous white-faced person.
"Hehe, you have a bit of personality, no wonder you could injure that useless Old Eight in the theater and almost kill Old Seven. Just this makes me... quite fond!"
The blue-faced man teased, yet his tone was filled with unspeakable evil.
"Now I’m giving you a choice, kneel and surrender, then I can collect you into my harem as a trophy. How about it?"
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