Chapter 610 Revenge, The Mysterious Mortal Transcendence Intermediate Stage?
Qingshi City, Luo Family Ancestral Land.
Just as Luo Ping and the others were discussing that young sir, a figure suddenly appeared before them.
It was a figure clad in a black robe, his face hidden within, making it impossible to discern his true appearance.
As he appeared, the atmosphere in the entire room suddenly froze.
The members of the Luo Family who were initially engaged in lively conversation instantly fell silent, turning their gaze to the unexpected black-robed figure.
They could all sense that this black-robed figure possessed formidable power.
In fact, he was even much stronger than their Family Head, Luo Ping.
This realization made them involuntarily show expressions of surprise and awe.
Seated in the main position, Luo Ping promptly rose, gazing at the black-robed figure, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? What brings you to the Luo Family?"
In response, the black-robed figure did not immediately answer Luo Ping's question but slowly lifted his head, revealing a pair of profound and dark eyes.
His gaze scanned over the people in the room one by one, finally resting on Luo Ping.
"Luo Ping, do you still remember me?"
The voice of the black-robed figure was low and husky, as if it came from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell, sending chills down the spine.
Upon hearing this voice, Luo Ping's expression changed involuntarily.
He carefully scrutinized the black-robed figure before him, but found he couldn't discern the man's face.
However, the voice sounded somewhat familiar, though he couldn't recall exactly who it was.
This filled him with an unshakable sense of unease.
Nevertheless, as the Family Head of the Luo Family and a man who had weathered many storms, he quickly calmed himself and said in a deep voice, "Sir, our Luo Family seems to have done nothing to offend you. Why have you suddenly come to us?"
The black-robed figure responded with a faint smile, "Luo Ping, you truly have a short memory. Have you forgotten that in the past you attacked me over a treasure?"
Hearing this, Luo Ping's face darkened instantly.
He finally remembered the identity of the black-robed figure before him.
He was the very opponent he contended with for that treasure years ago, a mortal enemy!
Yet, he hadn't expected the man would come looking for him now.
This realization surged a sense of crisis within him.
He knew he had likely stirred up a big trouble.
However, he didn't immediately show fear.
After all, as the head of the Luo Family, he had some confidence and assurance.
Thus, he took a deep breath, suppressing his inner unease, and said in a deep voice, "Sir, the matter of that year was indeed my fault. But that was in the past, and there is no enmity between our Luo Family and you now. Must you press us this hard?"
The black-robed figure, upon hearing this, smiled coldly, "Luo Ping, did you think I would let you off so easily? You nearly killed me back then, and I've always kept this vendetta in mind. Now, I'm here to settle the score."
As his voice fell, the atmosphere within the room suddenly tightened.
Luo Ping and the others could sense that the aura emanating from the black-robed figure was steadily intensifying, like a beast on the verge of a furious outburst.
They realized that a fight was likely unavoidable.
Thus, they all stepped forward, preparing to engage in a battle with the black-robed figure.
However, just as they were about to act, the black-robed figure suddenly moved.
In a flash, he disappeared from where he stood.
When he reappeared, it was already right in front of Luo Ping.
He raised his hand and hit Luo Ping with a direct palm strike.
Seeing this, Luo Ping dared not be careless.
He quickly activated the Qi-Blood Force within him, forming a Qi-Blood Barrier that shielded him.
However, the black-robed figure's palm strike was as heavy as a mountain, shattering Luo Ping's barrier apart.
The black-robed figure's palm landed directly on Luo Ping's chest.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Luo Ping's body was sent flying, crashing heavily against the wall behind him.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning extremely pale.
Evidently, he suffered severe injuries.
Yet the black-robed figure wasn't planning to stop there.
With another flash, he charged at Luo Ping once more.
This time, he intended to finish Luo Ping off completely.
But just then, a figure suddenly barred his way.
It was a figure clad in a blood-red robe, one of the three Commanders under the Ancestor of the Luo Family in Qingshi City, Zhen of the Shadow Guard.
This person possessed the cultivation of the Mortal Transcendence Realm.
Among cultivators of the same realm, he was virtually invincible.
At this moment, he was glaring coldly at the black-robed figure, saying, "You dare attack the Luo Family in Qingshi City? Courting death!!!"
The black-robed figure paused in surprise.
He hadn't expected someone to stand up for Luo Ping at this juncture.
"A Mortal Transcendence presence?"
"This just got complicated..."
The black-robed figure thought silently, refraining from acting immediately.
He knew that while he was powerful, contending against someone at the Mortal Transcendence Realm would not be advantageous.