Chapter 531: [ Pain of Dawn ]

The woman stared at Allen, as Allen did the same.

They stared at each other, seemingly sizing each other up.

She had a phoenix styled silver-gilt hair, parted in the center that was absolutely straight and fell in smooth fluid folds around her face and down her back to the top of her shoulder blades.

At first glance, this was startling in the very white face that made her really look like a ghost with that blood-colored lips, yet somehow it was right on her. a young woman of medium height, and slender, she was dressed in an elegant luxurious red garment, embroidered on top was a flying phoenix. This was not the first time Allen had seen a phoenix robe, but her phoenix robe was even more gorgeous than the one Allen had seen before.

No matter the red or the golden color, both glistened brightly, as though every thread and every decoration was made of the world’s most expensive material. However, this phoenix robe was like cosmetics on jade, overshadowed by her snowy creamy skin. If this extravagant outfit was seen someplace else, it would leave one dumbstruck, yet would never attract any of Allen's attention. It was only because the one wearing this dress was her, this woman with outworldly beauty.

His eyes fixed on the woman's face, incapable of moving away. Especially her beautiful eyes… they seemed to billow like blue ripples, condensed inside her dreamy, illusory pupils, becoming an illusory, poetic, fairy-like dream. Her face was extremely pale, without a spot of color in the cheeks. It looks carved from alabaster, the features clearly defined. She had a narrow nose, high cheekbones, a rounded chin with a cleft and her mouth, wide, sensual, was dyed brilliant red.

Allen thought that her looks were more interesting than beautiful.

However, beautiful as she may be, it was her eyes that held Allen. They were large, curiously elongated, almost but quite almond-shaped. Dar as pitch, they seemed bottomless—showing the maturity and experience the woman had was far above that of any people Allen had encountered so far!

The woman was studying Allen as intently as he was her.

The youth was wearing a black fur coat with blue gilded lines of superior quality and wore a pair of knee-length boots made from beast skin. Although it was obviously made from superior quality materials, anyone can see that the clothes were made precisely with care even to the last details—obviously, these clothes was none other than one of the sets of clothes Eerika had given him. Created with the utmost care and love—

His silvery white-colored hair swayed from the breeze, showing an image of being unfettered and free, and his face was clean while showing clear excitement that only a youth his age could possibly show.

Although the woman had already seen the youth from afar but now that she had seen him up close, she had not expected him to be so prepossessing. His good looks were arresting and just like how attractive the High Gods she had once seen and met a long time ago were—the youth in front of her was of the same breed. Well groomed, expensively dressed, and he had an air about him—something indefinable.

Immortals of the Ninth Heaven Court would never produce such persona—the air of noble birth—the kind of air that was accustomed to authority and power and wealth, and the things wealth bought. The beings that possess the aspect of true immortality and eternal youth.

Such being…

“Your Excellency, please stay your hand!” The woman immediately muttered in a respectful voice, as she truly did not want things to get physical. Additionally, she had noticed that even though the youth before her appeared to be in the merely half-saint realm in which she could somehow deal with—no matter how one looked at it, the youth couldn’t be treated like normal.

Even just the small gesture caused the woman to feel Allen’s strong murderous intent; to have such a powerful enemy like this for no reason was not something a clever person like her, wanted to risk.

“A residual spirit… no, it should be, a residual soul wanting to be reborn using a magic item…” Allen calmly said…Zzzooomm!! Then, the time seemed to have stopped. Those people around them, anxiously yelling and shouting instantly stopped.

Aside from the spirit woman and the girl connected to her, all froze on track, at the same time, the terrifying pressure vanished—it was then replaced by a Desert like word full of weapons stabbing on the ground, acting like grave marks. A world completely different from reality, with illusory large gears at the horizon. A sight to behold…!

“Haa, haa, haa,” Nangong Xuyi panted heavily. Her eyes were red and her face pale. She raised her head and glared at Allen in front but before she could say anything in anger, a gust of wind blew and in an instant, a silhouette appeared behind her.

Two short swords cross on her neck and a cold voice rang out, “Speak and you shall be beheaded!” the voice was extremely and devoid of any emotion. She can even feel the cold blade touching the skin of her neck and the murderous intent bearing down on her like a mountain.

“What?!” Nangong Xuyi’s body trembled and she didn’t dare move. Her face colored with anxiety and fear. She then looked towards the translucent woman in front of her.

“Wait! Your Excellency—”

Allen waved his hand—and his face was filled with a faint smile that was somewhat cheeky, somewhat lazy. His pupils, however, were exceptionally bright. He calmly said: “Let it be… as long as she doesn’t go overboard, Laura wouldn’t do anything excessive… however, I can say… I was extremely annoyed about what you did. I never like being used with mystic eyes…!”

“… …”

“Y, your Excellency, I know this is surely my mistake on this matter. I just hope that you'll be merciful.” The woman bit her lips but she still replied in a respectful manner. Although her complexion was rather pale, she still maintained her strong personality.

She did have a very strong personality after all and would never let herself be bullied so easily.

“Of course, I shall do that. I'm a pacifist after all. As long as no one antagonizes me I won't intentionally find trouble with them." Allen answered with a faint smile. “Anyway, shall I hear your name then… My surname is Ye, Given name Wushuang… But elder sis can call me, Xiao Shuang,”

Allen chuckled as his voice had an undisguised hint of teasing…

“That’s…” The woman’s face flushed slightly after looking at Allen’s sweet expression. She was charmed… indeed. The world of Solheim was indeed extremely powerful…!

"As if there's such a thing as a pacifist who kills without even blinking like you…" the woman silently thought.

The woman took a deep breath. She was a seasoned person who had experienced many tribulations already, thus even with the world’s biased treatment, her expression instantly reverted to a normal one. As if the bashful expression she had just now was nothing but an illusion…!

“This lowly surname is Shui, given name Guanyin… young noble can just call me Guanyin…!”

“Guanyin… a nice name.” Allen chuckled. The name of the Goddess of Mercy…then his gaze turned cold,

“Now then, Guanyin, are you an enemy or not… is the real problem here! Spying on me… wanting to see my secrets…can you bear the consequences of such rash actions?”

“His Excellency is mistaken, this maid doesn’t dare. Guanyin is just looking out for her disciple; I ask Your Excellency to be open-minded!” She pleaded.

Nangong Xuyi stared dumbstruck. She had never seen her master so respectful before. Is the youth in front of them really that scary…?

She raised her head and stared at the youth, fear, and anxiety dyed her eyes.

Allen turned her head and looks at Nangong Xuyi who was looking at him. His lips arched. “Oh well, in accordance with your respectful attitude, I overlook it this once. However, doesn’t matter who you are… if you do something like this again, I will make you experience the worst consequences you can imagine…!”

Allen snapped his finger and the world of blades slowly disappeared, returning to normal.

“Your Excellency…”

“… Please be merciful!”

Shouts and cries were still raging on, but no one dared to laugh. Suddenly, the terrifying pressure vanished.

“…?!” It disappeared. However, no one was overjoyed. At this moment, the faces of the Iron Heart Sutra Sect had turned red. But, they hadn't moved an inch ever since they had been enveloped by that vigorous murderous aura. Instead, they had vainly gnashed their teeth and had opened their eyes wide enough to crack their sockets.

They had presumed that such a strong aura could only have come from some mysterious and uniquely skilled person. In fact, they had believed that it had been unleashed by a Mysterious Master who was hiding from somewhere. So, they knew that they couldn't act or interfere at this point.

After all, they believed they would enrage that Mysterious Master if they acted, and with their current force and lack of information on the opposite sides, such action would prove detrimental for them if push comes to shove. And, he would kill all of them in a strong retaliation if that happened.

Then, this little trial would surely become a massacre. Against that pressure, no matter how many of them, ants are still ants—they wouldn’t be able to go against a mammoth!

In fact, they felt that it would be as easy as waving one's hands defeating all of them for someone as strong as that Mysterious Man with this kind of terrifying pressure and murderous intent…

Who is this? Who can have such a terrifying strength?!

What kind of Sect had such powerhouse…?

However, it was evident that this person's strength had already exceeded that of a Saint realm. In fact, it had even reached the highest of levels. Each of the Elders was at the Spirit realm already on the verge of breaking through half Saint Realm. But, all of them stood dumbstruck in the face of such a monstrous aura.

So, each one of them transported and scattered their strength throughout their bodies, and did their best to withstand the onslaught of that murderous aura. Therefore, they couldn't help Nangong Xuyi and Liuyun or the other disciples at this moment. In fact, they couldn't even move their fingers...

They simply couldn't dare to move an inch!

And, this was because they felt that they shouldn't do a thing. They believed that all of them would get killed if anyone of them moved.

Such a person shouldn’t be offended… no matter what happens!

But who has this kind of power?

At this moment… one sect appeared within their minds. Passing Cloud Sect…!

As long as one wasn’t an idiot, they should be able to realize that this aura only appeared when their juniors had made trouble with the Passing Cloud Sect. Even if they were not members of the Sect, they should still be somewhat related…!

Was it another hidden Elder? Or was it that Sect Master of the Sect comes with them? No, that shouldn’t be possible! If he came, he should have already appeared!

It was what one called 'not too close and not too far'. That powerful retaliation would come for them if they acted out. But, it wouldn't be from the Mysterious Master backing the Passing Cloud Sect or the Sect Master. Instead, it would come from the black-clothed youth…

"He he he he…"

Suddenly, a mild yet lofty chuckle echoed in that deathly silence. Everyone followed the sound of the laughter to its source. The source's expression was quite indifferent and tranquil.

There, sitting on a large branch high up in the air, was a black hooded youth wearing a white mask with a purple tint that covers the entire upper half of his head. If a mortal saw this, they would surely find it extremely familiar as the mask's design resembles a combination of the Sharingan and Rinnegan, consisting of a ripple pattern with three tomoe around the center, two of which act as the mask's eye-holes.

The figure was wearing a hooded mantle with red clouds, a pair of black gloves on his hands, and a pair of dark-colored pants with black steel boots.

The figure was sitting nonchalantly on the tree, carefree and leisurely as he looked down on the people below.

His appearance immediately alarmed the people, especially those from the Iron Heart Sutra Sect but after suffering such pressure, they never dared taking action. They only stared, some glared, at the person.

As for the youth, he was sitting in a leisure manner. However, he appeared as steady as a formidable mountain as he sat there. Not one able to budge such a firm mountain.

In fact, he was laughing even at this moment! Like a playful monarch, his laughter was free and unrestrained. He had just orchestrated that exceptionally brutal pressure. However, he was still laughing as if nothing had happened.

“Bullying people, let me in on the fun too!" the figure looked at the people below in an amused manner as he spoke. “…I’m quite fond of those things~ Wanna bet who’s the greatest bully of all…?” the masked figure muttered with a playful tone. From his voice, one can even surmise that behind the mask, he was surely grinning.

“… …” Silence wrapped the entire area.

“His Excellency… may we know the name of this honored one?” One of the Elders with a pale face asked with a very respectful tone, unbefitting of his usual status on his Sect.

That red clouds… however, seeing the youth’s clothes almost all the people had already assumed his status. Wearing red clouds as the symbol, only one group has it… the Red Cloud Guardians of the Passing Cloud Sect!

However, the answer of the youth proved their assumptions wrong!

“Pain of Dawn, just passing by~” The masked figure named himself.