Chapter 659: The Agitated Black-Clothed Man

Chapter 659: The Agitated Black-Clothed Man

Heavy voices occasionally echoed in his mind, and whenever they emerged, the composed Black-Clothed Man became restless.

He clutched his head, feeling a throb that was quite unbearable.

“Up ahead, just ahead, go forth, and you shall gain the fortune you desire.”

“Shut up!”

He erupted in rage, his loud shout surprising Lin Nuo.

What’s with the shouting? I was just making a comment! And now you want me to shut up?

How unreasonable can you be? At least I’m a villain who can hold a conversation.

Whatever, you’ve created the spirit barrier that makes it easy for me to take Su Kexin, so I’ll just be a little fierce with you.

But Lin Nuo couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off about this guy. Just moments ago, he was as steady as a mountain, and now he was agitated, his voice shooting up to a shout.

There was definitely something wrong.

Lin Nuo had seen enough to know that this kind of situation had a few possible explanations.

Either he was experiencing a split personality or hallucinations, or he was just mentally tense, making him easily irritable.

There was also the worst-case scenario—a heart demon.

Of course, it had nothing to do with him; he was just curiously speculating.

“Well, I’ll be off then.”

Seizing the moment, Lin Nuo summoned the Phoenix Sword, infused it with spirit energy, and sure enough, he could manipulate the bubble enclosing Su Kexin and her friends.

Nice, that made things much easier.

Lin Nuo stood on his sword, aiming to take off far away, not wanting Su Kexin to run back.

But then, he suddenly realized that his sword wouldn’t fly; the Celestial Martial Star was emitting an extreme spirit power suppression field, restricting his spirit techniques, causing him to drop instead of soar.

Other than Lin Nuo, everyone else experienced the same situation—their spirit techniques were suppressed under the energy field.

However, the Black-Clothed Man’s spirit barrier was strong enough not to break; otherwise, that would be a hassle.

Now that Lin Nuo couldn’t fly, he had to use Wind Movement Technique to speed up the barrier and make his escape.

However, using the Wind Movement Technique meant he didn’t have enough spirit energy to control the barrier properly, so he could only push the bubble along.

It was like rolling on tires—the grand villain had become a beast of burden.

No choice; he had to push through. For the sake of victory, he endured.

As Lin Nuo pushed the barrier, the Black-Clothed Man provided cover. His mood was spiraling downward; he had planned just to cover Lin Nuo, but now he felt murderous toward those nearby.

He struggled to rein in his emotions, but it just wasn’t working; he was too agitated, and the heavy voices kept replaying in his mind, making him even more annoyed.

He tightened his grip on the longsword, fire igniting in his eyes. He could no longer maintain his earlier composure; his multiple sword shadows became faster, and dozens of them transformed into hundreds, darting toward his opponents.

The Dong Wei and their underground alliance were astonished; everyone’s spirit power had been suppressed, their strength diminishing, yet the Black-Clothed Man grew even stronger, which was bizarre.

But at this point, nobody wanted to run. Everyone was filled with an intense rage; what should have been merely a struggle for opportunities escalated to a matter of deep-seated hatred, gritting teeth in fury as if they wished to tear each other apart.

A slaughter—brutal and relentless, with an explosive roar that shook the world.

The fight had escalated to where Lin Nuo was still pushing the spirit barrier; it was exhausting to save three people.

He turned to take a look behind him—good gracious! It was chaos, yet they were still providing cover. If they wiped out the opposing side, then they’d actually be covering him.

There were so many sword shadows that some were even flying toward Lin Nuo. If it weren’t for his skilled agility, he would have been pierced through the heart by a sword.

What kind of cover is this? The enemies aren’t even attacking, yet the protected ones are nearly getting themselves killed. Now that would be pointless cover.

This Black-Clothed Man is so unreliable!

While dodging and pushing, Lin Nuo gradually increased the distance, moving away from them.

It was going relatively smoothly.

The fierce battle behind him echoed as the earth trembled and spirit light flashed, accompanied by cries of pain. It must have been an intense melee.

After a while, the spirit barrier started to weaken; it began to crack, and eventually, Su Kexin and her companions fell out.

Uh-oh, this isn’t good; they might head back!

Better take the stick and give them a whack to put them to sleep.

However, the situation wasn’t as dire as he thought; Su Kexin and the others began regaining consciousness, showing they weren’t as dazed as before.

“Shih, Shixiong, where are we? What happened?”

Su Kexin felt dizzy as if she had suddenly arrived at a new place, unaware of what transpired along the way.

“It’s nothing; you just fell asleep for a bit.”

“Ah, I fell asleep? No way, that’s so embarrassing… Did Shixiong bring me here?”

“What do you think?”

Lin Nuo shrugged—good grief, did you really think you rolled over here yourself?

“Uh… It’s another trouble for Shixiong… So, what should we do now…?”

“Let’s go, what else can we do? This isn’t a place for you to linger.”

Lin Nuo replied, quickly taking Su Kexin and the others away to avoid any long-standing issues; even a moment more here could mean trouble.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of galloping horses, mixed with human voices; surely, some people were approaching.

Lin Nuo became vigilant—what terrible luck! Just made an escape, and now another batch was coming.

Are you all coming together?

If it comes down to it, we’ll have to fight our way through.

But it wasn’t as bad as he imagined; this group wasn’t the enemy. Leading the way was Luo Xiaoxue on horseback, accompanied by a squad of people.

“Stop!”

Luo Xiaoxue raised a hand; her subordinates understood and halted immediately.

“It’s you, Knight Lin! What are you doing here?”

“I’d like to know how I got here too.”

Lin Nuo shrugged—what a mess, he really had ended up here.

“You came at just the right time. It’s dangerous here; you have horses, take them away.”

“Alright, does Knight Lin want to come with us?”

“Let’s go.”

Meeting up with an organized group meant he wouldn’t have to run alone.

However, a thunderous noise erupted from the Celestial Martial Star, shaking the ground. The horses got spooked and ran wild, completely out of control, disrupting Luo Xiaoxue’s formation.

“Control the horses!”

Luo Xiaoxue shouted, but the horses were still uncontrollable, fleeing in all directions.

Meanwhile, nearby the Celestial Martial Star, the Black-Clothed Man had his hands and the sharp sword soaked in blood. After a fierce battle, the Dong Wei and their allies lay defeated in pools of blood.

Now, he shifted his gaze toward the Celestial Martial Star.

He began to walk forward, desire burning in his eyes—desiring opportunities, cultivation, and power.

The heavy voice still echoed in his mind, yet now, he seemed less restless, as if he had reached some sort of consensus with this voice—heading closer to the Celestial Martial Star.

Traversing the fire-encircled grass, his body remained unscathed, seemingly immune to the flames.

Gradually, he approached the massive celestial body, radiating intense spirit light, feeling the spirit power surging toward him.

“That’s it, get close to it, and you shall grow stronger.”

The Black-Clothed Man was drawing near, and within him, the Demon Qi began to surge.