Sad Nyeong Hyun-mu

Very quickly.

Led by Ning XuanWu, they soon arrived at a hidden place not far from the front door of the small martial arts hall.

"Humph!"

"A mere mortal actually wasted so much of this noble one's time. Watch me turn him into meat paste." Ning XuanWu said angrily.

"Master, I think we should still be more careful. It's best to verify whether the news Xu Kun brought back is accurate before doing anything else," said Yao Ling'er with knitted brows, her face full of worry.

"Humph."

"A mere mortal, yet you tell me to be careful?"

Ning XuanWu said, furious beyond comparison.

"Master, I just feel like something is not right. Also, look..." Yao Ling'er shot a piercing gaze towards the martial arts hall, speaking heavily, "This martial arts hall was clearly under our surveillance, yet suddenly a few old men appeared sitting in front of its door. Don't you find that suspicious?"

"Humph, this is just negligence in your surveillance," Ning XuanWu said disdainfully. "Besides, mortals have many relatives. These old men are just those uncle or grandpa characters."

"In my eyes, be they uncles or grandpas, they are mortal and thus ants."

Ning XuanWu gave a cold snort. Finding the existence of this martial arts hall extremely annoying, he revealed his mighty aura. His body blurred, leaving an afterimage in midair as he swooped towards the martial arts hall with tremendous momentum.

In a blink, he arrived above the martial arts hall.

The four who were comprehending the martial meaning of the hall's signboard sensed the fluctuation of aura from above. They suddenly opened their eyes.

Four piercing gazes shot towards Ning XuanWu.

Who has the audacity to attack this martial arts hall, and even more unforgivable, disturb their comprehension of the martial meaning?

However, the enraged Ning XuanWu completely ignored the four's gazes.

They are just four mortal old men, perish together with this dilapidated martial arts hall!

"Ants, go die!"

With a cold laugh, his palm flipped over in midair, sending down a sky-covering palm imprint.

This action immediately provoked the fury of Wu Yonghong and the other three. They abruptly stood up, vast and profound martial sovereign auras erupting from their bodies.

Just the impact of these auras alone caused the entire sky to become oppressive in an instant.

"Martial..."

"Martial Sovereign?!"

Sensing these four powerful auras from midair, Ning XuanWu's face drastically changed, even stuttering as he spoke. His eyeballs nearly popped out.

These four old men sitting in front of the martial arts hall turned out to be four Martial Sovereigns!

He, a petty Martial King, had just casually struck out at four Martial Sovereigns. How could he not have a thick head?!

The next moment.

He seemed to realize something else, his entire body instantly drenched in cold sweat.

That abacus was the Heavenly Machine Disk, a Spirit Treasure!

Only one man possesses this treasure - Deadly Abacus Li Moce!

And that unique attire covered in bones...

It also reminded Ning XuanWu of someone in a flash - the peerless madman Chu Shikuang, who betrayed his sect, massacred its members, and crafted the skulls of the sect's top echelons into ornaments and hung them on his body!

As for that skinny man, he appeared to be the legendary Sun Zhuge, who suffered severed meridians as a child but later cultivated wicked arts to defy the heavens and change his fate.

Finally, that one wielding a hoe like a farmer... he resembled Wu Yonghong, who massacred an entire city after being deceived there and later disappeared without a trace.

Recognizing their identities, Ning XuanWu felt like crying.

These four infamous madmen from the age of chaos, how could they be gathered in front of this martial arts hall at the same time? What was going on?

Damn it!

Before these four, he, a petty Martial King, was no different than a little brother. When they made their names, he Ning XuanWu was still wearing split-crotch pants!

Almost instantaneously, his formerly aggressive aura completely withered - like an eggplant suffering frost.

Disregarding the backlash, he forcibly recalled his attack. Not even daring to glance at the four, he tumbled in midair then turned and fled!

It must be said, Ning XuanWu's series of actions were extremely smooth, simply flawless.

Drenched in sweat, he trod on air, just wanting to escape the four's line of sight as quickly as possible.

Yet the next moment...

His expression changed greatly, a chilling feeling running down his back.

An aura he couldn't resist shrouded him, locking him in place before pulling him back through the air.