The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3332 - 3327: Saving Yue Xingzhenren?_1

"Yue Xingzhenren? What's going on with Yue Xingzhenren?" Bao Lu had no knowledge of the events at all.

Yang Chen felt no shock, since Bao Lu appeared to have been locked away for quite some time. Plus, the Ice and Fire Phoenix Clan had simply viewed Bao Lu as a necessary sacrifice for their family's future hopes.

Noticing her lack of awareness, he shared the details with Bao Lu.

Upon learning this, Bao Lu responded with strong emotion, "How could they decide on something like that? To save Yue Xingzhenren, are they out of their minds? The Netherworld folks grabbed Yue Xingzhenren without ending his life, planning to draw out our Ice and Fire Phoenix Clan into a snare, and snag us all in one go. And yet they're still set on being this reckless."

With hands clasped behind his back, Yang Chen responded, "I’m equally baffled by this issue. From what we see, your clan's top experts seem unwilling to allow Fu Xuanbing and Earth Spirit Hall's others to grab this unique chance. In the end, successfully freeing Yue Xingzhenren would truly offer greater security and benefit to the Ice and Fire Phoenix."

Swapping Bao Lu for the Insect Race's Star Tong to access the Heaven-appointed Realm lacked the reliability of saving Yue Xingzhenren. The Ice and Fire Phoenix Clan's members weren't idiots and ought to recognize that.

This very reason led them to devise a strategy for gaining advantages on both sides. They would trade Bao Lu for Star Tong, while simultaneously employing the Yue Xingzhenren rescue to provide their clan with yet another opportunity.

One must admit it was an impeccable scheme, yet sadly, the Ice and Fire Phoenix Clan had misjudged their own capabilities and also overestimated Fu Xuanbing along with the Earth Spirit Hall's key figures.

Freeing captives proved far from a simple endeavor.

Filled with concern and unease, Bao Lu said, "In that scenario, our clan's experts could face unforeseen dangers."

"I agree with that assessment. That's precisely why heading over to check Yue Xingzhenren's confinement spot seems like the wisest move," Yang Chen stated.

At those words, Bao Lu clenched her teeth, "Yang Chen, we should head there and see for ourselves."

"Naturally, that's exactly what I had in mind," Yang Chen remarked with an easy grin. As their talk wrapped up, he guided Bao Lu to stand.

Using his soul power, locating Yue Xingzhenren's concealment spot posed no challenge for him. Furthermore, the Netherworld's ghost kings had always meant to employ Yue Xingzhenren as bait to draw forth additional strong figures, so hiding the location was never their intention.

Discovering it was utterly straightforward.

By harnessing spacetime principles, Yang Chen made crossing interfaces as quick as a mere instant. Arriving at this place was effortless beyond measure.

Guiding Bao Lu along, they arrived at the target site almost immediately.

Black Peak Lonely Desert.

Yue Xingzhenren's imprisonment occurred right here.

Upon arrival, Bao Lu drew in a sharp breath, her gaze brimming with astonishment. Were she in his position, reaching this spot so swiftly and without a sound like Yang Chen did would be beyond her.

Yang Chen's command over spacetime had grown far more formidable since their initial encounter.

In contrast, Yang Chen remained composed amid the heavily fortified defenses that sealed off every breeze. A quick look revealed no obvious way to breach these barriers.

"The security here's incredibly tight..." Bao Lu expressed her awe.

"That's how it ought to be. Were it any looser, it would scream that the Netherworld Ghosts are plotting to trap your clan," Yang Chen chuckled.

"Then what's our next step? Are you picking up on any Netherworld ambushes?" Bao Lu inquired.

"Nothing's coming up," Yang Chen denied with a head shake.

"You can't pick up on them?" Bao Lu's mouth parted in slight surprise, "Does that mean the Netherworld isn't guarding this area at all?"

Yang Chen chuckled, aware that Bao Lu hoped no harm would befall those individuals. Yet, the harsh reality of situations often proved more intricate than it appeared.

"You'd do better to wish we could detect the ambushes, since failing to do so suggests the lurking forces could be Heaven-appointed Realm ghost kings," Yang Chen explained.

Bao Lu shuddered entirely, grasping the implication herself, though she'd instinctively tried to dismiss it.

Should a Heaven-appointed Realm ghost king truly be lurking in ambush right then, the risk of those experts falling as victims would skyrocket.

"Where might they be?" Bao Lu queried, stunned.

Yang Chen answered calmly, "I have no idea, but I sense they're concealed, poised to strike whenever ready."

"You can't spot them at all?" Bao Lu pressed, disbelieving.

"Detecting them would imply their concealment techniques are merely passable. Abilities like that would've been uncovered ages ago," Yang Chen noted.

At that, Bao Lu had to concede the point—if it were true, Qian Li and company would have perished far earlier.

Yang Chen likewise conceded that Qian Li and the rest, by venturing to infiltrate this area, undoubtedly possessed hidden aces up their sleeves.

Those individuals had certainly made it here, merely staying out of sight in the shadows, biding time for the perfect instant. Yet their continued invisibility despite Yang Chen's thorough soul scans indicated solid preparations prior to arrival.

"How should we proceed?" Bao Lu questioned.

Though decisive by nature, in Yang Chen's presence, she found herself instinctively seeking his input. This stemmed from his inherent allure, compelling others to lean on him without thought.

Yang Chen advised, "Relax, let's observe for now."

Saying so, Yang Chen extended his soul's reach further, patiently holding position.

Moments later, one day had elapsed.

Before long, two days turned into five, then ten!

In no time, a solid ten days went by, with Qian Li and his group displaying zero movement.

This left Yang Chen pondering just what Qian Li and the others aimed to accomplish.

Still, he found himself viewing Qian Li more favorably. It was evident these folks weren't acting on rash whims; they possessed a genuine strategy. The lack of advancement over days on end highlighted their remarkable endurance.

That endurance, though, didn't endure forever. Two days further on, Yang Chen abruptly detected shifts in his vigil.

"They’ve arrived," Yang Chen announced.

"Huh?" Bao Lu reacted with surprise.

A smile tugged at Yang Chen's lips, "They've at last made their move, and it looks like they've progressed over halfway. The delay in spotting action wasn't due to inaction on their part, but our failure to notice."

"How is that possible?" Bao Lu stared in confusion, still unclear on the events and thoroughly baffled.

Yang Chen gave a subtle smile, "They're rather shrewd; I'm unsure of their exact technique, but they've successfully posed as ghostly beings. Several days back, they even blended in as Mahayana-stage Ghost Honors guards. Take a closer look at those four Ghost Honors stationed at the Formation guarding Yue Xingzhenren’s cell."