Chapter 467: Find the location of the Abyss Gate
Steward Fei took the pellet and put it into his mouth, but the choking sensation he imagined didn’t come.
Instead, after putting it in his mouth, the entire pellet disintegrated, giving him the sensation of melting instantly.
In reality, this pellet was composed of countless nanobots, and that melting, flowing sensation was precisely the nanobots entering his body.
Liang Yu, seeing Steward Fei consume the pellet, no longer paid attention to him and shifted his gaze to the Black-robed Man in front; the latter was talking incessantly, truly a chatterbox.
Liang Yu, thoroughly annoyed by the Black-robed Man’s babbling, raised his hand and swung the Wangshu Sword, releasing a sharp sword qi.
Facing the incoming sword qi, the Black-robed Man reacted swiftly and dodged it, but Liang Yu had appeared behind the Black-robed Man at some unknown point.
He was so fast that the other party didn’t even react, and a cold sword was directly pressed against the Black-robed Man’s neck.
The Black-robed Man’s body instantly stiffened, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
The talkative Black-robed Man still didn’t forget to speak at this moment; he sneered.
“Do you think this can subdue me?”
He was about to move, but then he felt a chill throughout his body.
And this cold sensation was rapidly seizing control of his body; he was instantly alarmed and, ignoring everything else, quickly activated his secret technique non-stop again.
Soon, an ice sculpture appeared in front of Liang Yu, but the one frozen inside the ice sculpture was not the Black-robed Man; it was his discarded shell from his escape.
Liang Yu also retracted Wangshu at this point, his eyes scanning around, pretending to search for the escaping Black-robed Man.
After circling a few times, Liang Yu walked towards Steward Fei’s position; to outsiders, it seemed he had given up after failing to find the Black-robed Man.
The hidden Black-robed Man also thought the same and felt lucky that he had activated his secret technique at the first possible moment; if he had been a bit later, he might have truly become an ice sculpture.
At the same time, his desire for the unique treasure in Liang Yu’s hand grew even stronger; just a moment was enough to freeze someone, and he could already imagine how terrifying it would be if fully activated.
On the other side, Liang Yu had actually already discovered the Black-robed Man’s hiding spot; he had found it long ago, and after the other party shed his skin, he was captured by the Emperor Magnetic Field; the reason for doing this was simply to make him lower his guard.
The Black-robed Man, who was still unaware that he had been exposed, was currently plotting how to seize this offensive exotic treasure from Liang Yu’s hand.
However, Liang Yu in front of him mysteriously disappeared again; if he had been preoccupied with dodging Wangshu’s sword qi and hadn’t noticed before, this time it happened right under his nose.
Then, the hidden Black-robed Man suddenly went limp, his entire body collapsing onto the ground like a pile of mud.
At the same time, he quickly moved his hands, and a strange black mist surged from his sleeves, spreading out to envelop his entire body.
He had just realized he was discovered and wanted to escape, but it was too late.
Both the black mist and his entire body were slammed into the ground.
Liang Yu stood in front of the black mist that had been slammed into the ground and sneered.
It turned out this Black-robed Man had such a life-saving method, but in the face of absolute strength, everything was futile.
At this moment, the Black-robed Man, slammed into the ground, struggled frantically within the black mist, attempting to break free from this suppression.
Suddenly, a withered, thin hand reached out from the black mist, grabbing towards Liang Yu with extreme speed.
Liang Yu dodged to the side, and at the same time, he swung the Wangshu Sword again, a cold sword qi slashing into the black mist.
Only a tragic scream from the Black-robed Man was heard, and the black mist instantly dissipated.
He scrambled up from the ground in disarray, with multiple injuries on his body, his eyes filled with terror.
“Are you human or ghost?!”
He cried out in terror.
Liang Yu said nothing, approaching him step by step.
Arriving beside the Black-robed Man, Liang Yu raised his sword and brought it down; with a flash of cold light, the Black-robed Man’s head rolled to the ground.
Blood gushed from his neck like a torrent, winding into a grotesque shape on the ground.
Liang Yu knew that these Black-robed Men were extremely sinister and dared not be careless in the slightest; his eyes were stern, fixed on the headless body.
He was afraid that the Black-robed Man harbored some regeneration secret technique, so he snorted coldly and stepped forward again with his sword.
With a flick of his wrist, the sword, like a nimble snake, stabbed into the Black-robed Man’s chest; the blade sank into the flesh, drawing out a spray of blood.
Immediately after, he swung his sword repeatedly, each strike accurately piercing vital points: abdomen, throat, heart… each sword strike was ruthless and decisive.
As he moved, the Black-robed Man’s body became covered in wounds, and blood soaked the surrounding earth. Liang Yu still did not stop until he confirmed that the Black-robed Man had no life left, then he slowly retracted his sword, vigilantly looking around.
Not long before, when Liang Yu was delivering the finishing blows, Steward Fei had just finished adjusting his breath, recovered a bit, and turned around.
The result was that he witnessed Liang Yu desecrating the corpse.
It was true that he was formerly known as Man Tu (Human Butcher).
However, the reason he was called Man Tu (Human Butcher) was because of the sheer number of people he killed; it could be said that wherever their group passed, there were basically no survivors.
But there was one thing: they would not kill people like Liang Yu did; instead, they would finish them with one clean, swift strike and would certainly not retaliate against the opponent’s corpse.
Like Liang Yu, repeatedly whipping the corpse.
At this moment, in his eyes, Liang Yu was a twisted pervert, making even him, the Man Tu (Human Butcher), feel a bit of a scalp-tingle.
It was at this moment that Liang Yu, having finished his finishing blows, met his gaze; Liang Yu put away Wangshu and walked towards him.
Facing the oppressive feeling brought by Liang Yu, Steward Fei’s pressure doubled.
He certainly couldn’t beat Liang Yu, and he had also taken that unknown pellet from him; now he had no choice but to obey the other party’s commands.
Liang Yu glanced at him, seeing that he seemed to have recovered well, so he didn’t plan to bother him further. He exchanged a few polite greetings and went straight to the point.
“Tell me, how much do you know about the Black-robed Man?”
With his life in the other party’s hands, Steward Fei could only tell everything he knew in detail.
The information he provided was largely consistent with what Liang Yu already knew.
However, one thing Liang Yu hadn’t expected was that their cooperation with the Black-robed Men was merely to control the city lord of this city, similar to Mo Yuan, making him a puppet.
Liang Yu had no interest in this point; he already controlled one city, did they expect him to conquer the entire dynasty?
When Liang Yu asked Steward Fei if he had any other useful information, he revealed a very important piece of news.
He had inadvertently discovered that the Black-robed Men were secretly transporting many precious materials under the Cultivation Field directly in front of the City Lord’s mansion.
His intuition told him that this action must be related to their schemes.
Liang Yu’s spirits lifted upon hearing this; this was extremely important information.
However, he then cast a suspicious glance at Steward Fei in front of him.
Having been a steward for so many years, how could he not understand the meaning in Liang Yu’s eyes? If he couldn’t even grasp that, he would have been dismissed as a steward long ago.