94: Chapter 94 A charming and alluring noblewoman! Young Master Zhou~

Meanwhile, Fan Xianya and her group had already arrived at a secret location deep within the Marquis's Mansion.

This secret location was hidden behind a grand hall. There was also a powerful Restriction at the entrance, but it was clearly no match for Fan Xianya and Liang Tonghe.

Fan Xianya took out a jade pendant and waved her hand gently. The jade pendant turned into a stream of light and merged into the Restriction.

Instantly, a gap appeared in the seemingly indestructible Restriction, wide enough for several people to pass through.

"Everyone, we must obtain that secret treasure this time. Otherwise, who knows how long we will have to wait if we want to leave," Fan Xianya said nonchalantly, stopping and turning around to sweep her gaze over the people behind her after entering the secret location.

Hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across Fan Lingling's beautiful eyes. She took a step forward and asked curiously, "Does Madam Liang mean that we can enter this place through a teleportation Formation, but cannot leave through one?"

Fan Lingling had always harbored doubts in her heart. The teleportation Formation they used to enter this place had seemed unstable, and now, hearing Fan Xianya say this, her anxiety grew even stronger.

Fan Xianya nodded slightly, a complex expression appearing on her face as she said slowly, "Indeed. If Zichen were not the Bloodline of us two, and if we hadn't activated a secret technique, we wouldn't have even been able to ensure that the teleportation Formation you entered would bring you here safely."

At this point, Fan Xianya seemed to fall into memory, her gaze turning distant as she sighed softly, "When my husband and I first entered this place, it was a narrow escape from death. We experienced countless dangers and nearly lost our lives several times. The hardships are not worth mentioning."

Fan Lingling let out a long sigh of relief, secretly feeling fortunate.

Fortunately, she had not abandoned Liang Zichen when he was in a difficult situation. Otherwise, it would have been hard to say whether she could have entered this place safely.

The Black-robed man remained expressionless, his thoughts unreadable as he silently followed behind everyone.

The group traversed a long corridor and finally stepped into the main hall of the secret location.

This main hall was extremely spacious, with ancient furnishings. The walls were covered with old murals depicting unknown Divine Beasts and figures, exuding a rich sense of history.

In the center of the main hall stood a tall, graceful, and peerless jade statue.

The jade statue was carved lifelike, with exquisite details. The woman's face was stunning, her figure graceful, and her expression gentle, looking almost like a living person, fully capturing her charm and inspiring involuntary awe.

Floating on one of the jade statue's hands was a golden page.

This page was about the size of a palm, its surface shimmering with a faint golden light and emitting majestic fluctuations of Spiritual Qi. Most peculiar of all, this page was completely intact, without any trace of damage, clearly no ordinary object.

"Is this the secret treasure?" Liang Zichen widened his eyes, curiously sizing up the golden page, a flash of greed appearing in his eyes.

He could feel the powerful Dao rhyme contained within the page. If he could obtain it, his cultivation would surely advance by leaps and bounds.

Ignoring Liang Zichen's reaction, Fan Xianya turned to look at Fan Lingling and the Black-robed man behind her, asking with a serious expression, "Did you bring that item?"

The Black-robed man nodded slightly without any extra words. With a thought, he took out a golden jade seal from his storage ring.

This great seal was about half a foot square, crafted entirely from golden jade. Nine lifelike golden dragons coiled upon it, brandishing their claws and baring their fangs with majestic countenances, emitting a dense dragon Aura and Spiritual Qi fluctuations. It was clearly no ordinary item.

Fan Xianya's gaze fell upon the golden jade seal. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on her face as she questioned, "Why is it only an imitation?"

The Black-robed man looked up at Fan Xianya, his face still devoid of expression, and explained respectfully, "Madam Liang, although this object is only an imitation, when fully activated, it can still unleash half the power of the genuine Nine Dragon Seal, though it can only be used once. However, with the power of this imitation, it should be enough to retrieve that golden page."

Hearing this, the expression in Fan Xianya's beautiful eyes softened a bit.

She knew that the genuine Nine Dragon Seal was extremely precious and obtaining it was by no means easy. Having an imitation with half its power was already a decent outcome.

"Having half the power of that treasure is indeed enough," Fan Xianya said slowly, casting her gaze back to the golden page, a look of determination flashing in her eyes.

A sharp gleam also flashed in Liang Tonghe's eyes. He took a step forward and said urgently, "Wife, there is no time to lose. We must obtain this page as quickly as possible to gain control of this Marquis's Mansion. With this heaven and earth Luck gracing us, we can use the Marquis's remaining power to kill that kid and avenge Chen'er!"

Fan Xianya nodded slightly in agreement, "My husband is right."

However, just as Fan Xianya was about to make her move, an inexplicable sense of unease suddenly welled up in her heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

A trace of strangeness flickered in Fan Xianya's beautiful eyes. Her brow furrowed slightly as she said softly, "For some reason, I have an uneasy feeling in my heart. I keep thinking things won't go so smoothly."

Hearing this, the expression on Liang Tonghe's face also turned grave.

Liang Tonghe carefully sensed the surroundings and found nothing unusual, but Fan Xianya's intuition had always been accurate. He couldn't help but feel a bit worried too, saying thoughtfully, "Indeed, I also feel somewhat uneasy. I keep feeling like a pair of eyes is watching us from the shadows."

Listening to his parents' conversation, Liang Zichen also nodded solemnly, a look of panic appearing on his face as he said, "Yes! My right eyelid has been twitching constantly. The Elders say that a twitching right eye forebodes disaster. I keep feeling like something bad is going to happen."

Liang Zichen was already fearful of Zhou Liangan. Hearing his parents say this, his anxiety grew even stronger, and he couldn't help but look around, terrified that Zhou Liangan might suddenly appear.

Fan Lingling and the Black-robed man, however, remained expressionless, without any unusual feelings.

They carefully scanned the surroundings and detected no dangerous Aura.

However, since this was the intuition of Liang Tonghe's family, the two of them couldn't easily speak up to refute it, so they could only remain silent and watch how things developed.

Right at that moment, a golden light shadow sliced through the void like lightning, arriving at their side in almost an instant.

This light shadow was incredibly fast, bringing a fierce gale that made it impossible to see its true form.

"Kid, you're looking for death!"

Liang Tonghe reacted the fastest. Sensing the hostility within the light shadow, the demonic light on his body surged. Without hesitation, he threw a punch toward the light shadow. Ink-colored Devilish Qi condensed into a fist silhouette, meeting the golden light shadow with terrifying power.

Fan Xianya also reacted instantly. The unease in her heart had turned into reality, and a look of shock and anger appeared on her face. She frantically circulated the Hehuan 108 Styles, dense Yin and Yang energy surging around her body to form a solid Protective Aura, attempting to block this sudden attack.

However, the owner of this golden light shadow was none other than Zhou Liangan.

Zhou Liangan understood the Profound Truths of the Hehuan 108 Styles Cultivation Technique extremely well and knew exactly where the weakness in Fan Xianya's Protective Aura lay.

Zhou Liangan desperately circulated his main Cultivation Technique, the Tianji Qiankun Technique. The Spiritual Qi inside his body flowed rapidly like a surging river, gathering in his palm. At the same time, he tightly gripped a Saint-tier Binding Spirit Talisman and slapped it hard onto Fan Xianya's back without hesitation.

Zhou Liangan's movements were as fast as lightning and his angle was extremely tricky, perfectly bypassing the strongest point of Fan Xianya's Protective Aura.

Fan Xianya wanted to dodge, but found that the opponent's speed was simply too fast for her to react.

"Buzz!"

The moment the Binding Spirit Talisman was slapped onto Fan Xianya's back, a rich, ink-colored glow immediately flared up.

Following that, the ink-colored glow quickly condensed into a thick Spiritual Qi chain. As if alive, the chain rapidly coiled upward, tightly binding Fan Xianya's plump, graceful, and beautiful body from her neck to her ankles, leaving no part spared.

The Spiritual Qi chain contained a powerful Restriction force, tightly suppressing the circulation of Spiritual Qi in Fan Xianya's body, making her completely unable to activate her Cultivation Technique to break free.

Fan Xianya was greatly shocked. She could feel the Spiritual Qi in her body freezing, making it difficult to flow, and her strength was rapidly draining. She could only struggle in vain, unable to budge the chain in the slightest.

The corners of Zhou Liangan's mouth curled up, revealing a triumphant smile.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately activated the Tianxuan Nine Dragon Steps to their limit. His footwork became unpredictable as his body transformed into a golden light. In an instant, he hoisted the chain-bound Fan Xianya onto his shoulder and, like an arrow shot from a bow, vanished dozens of yards away.

All of this happened in less than three breaths of time.

Liang Tonghe did not even have time to reach Fan Xianya's side.

Liang Tonghe's eyes nearly split from rage. "Kid, I will cut you into a thousand pieces!"

Zhou Liangan sneered, "You cuckold, your wife's cultivated Second Origin is mine now."

Having said that, Zhou Liangan did not stop for a moment. He continued to activate the Tianxuan Nine Dragon Steps, unleashing the power of the footwork again and again. His figure flashed repeatedly in the grand hall as he fled frantically toward the dungeon.

His speed was simply too fast, leaving behind a series of afterimages, making it impossible for anyone to track his movements.

Zhou Liangan secretly felt it was a pity. If not for the too many experts around and the fear of alerting them, perhaps he really should have killed Liang Zichen first before abducting Fan Xianya.

However, if he had done that, it would have been highly likely to cause complications.

Forget it. Anyway, once he dealt with Fan Xianya, he would likely break through to the Huagang Realm, and then Liang Zichen would surely die.

Thinking of this, Zhou Liangan activated the Tianxuan Nine Dragon Steps a few more times in succession, disappearing into the distance.

"You insolent brat, how dare you!"

Seeing Zhou Liangan shoulder Fan Xianya and flee, Liang Tonghe's eyes nearly split from rage, and he let out an angry roar.

He wanted to give chase, but found that Zhou Liangan's speed was far beyond his imagination. In just an instant, he had already disappeared from the entrance of the grand hall, leaving behind only a faint golden light shadow.

Liang Zichen was even more dumbfounded. He had never expected Zhou Liangan to be so bold as to abduct Fan Xianya right under their very noses.

Once he snapped out of it, a look of panic and anger appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly, "Quick! Chase him! We can't let him take Mother away!"

Fan Lingling and the Black-robed man reacted almost instantly.

Their eyes met in their peripheral vision, and without a single wasted word, Spiritual Qi surged beneath their feet as their bodies shot like arrows from a bow toward that fleeing light.

The sharp sound of wind blades slicing through the air exploded in the Marquis's Mansion's courtyard, but the movement techniques they activated with all their might were ultimately like an ant trying to shake a tree before Zhou Liangan's near-teleportation speed.

Within just half a cup of tea's time, that golden light figure completely vanished at the end of the corridor, leaving behind only a faint trail of Spiritual Qi, mocking the futility of the pursuers behind him.

Liang Tonghe's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

The Divine Thought at the center of his brow spread out like a spiderweb, tightly locking onto Zhou Liangan's Aura from start to finish. He followed that Aura all the way through layers of courtyards in the Marquis's Mansion, finally stopping before a highly concealed dungeon entrance of the residence.

This place never saw the sun all year round. A thin layer of frost had condensed on the blue brick floor, and the surroundings were filled with an oppressive atmosphere interwoven with decay and Restriction forces. Ordinary servants wouldn't even have the courage to approach.

Zhou Liangan's movements did not hesitate in the slightest, as if he had already rehearsed them thousands of times.

In his palm, he revealed a bronze Restriction plate. His fingertips danced rapidly across the complex patterns on the plate, and streams of spiritual light flowed along the lines, emitting a faint hum.

With a soft click, ripples appeared on the visible light barrier at the dungeon entrance, slowly parting to reveal a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through.

Zhou Liangan slipped inside with a flash of his body. Almost the instant he stepped into the dungeon, his hands had already formed complex hand seals, and he let out a low shout, "Rise!"

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In an instant, the entire dungeon began to tremble. The light barrier at the entrance surged instantly, and the previously open gap closed completely. Mysterious runes swirled and flickered across the light barrier, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.

At the same time, dense Restriction patterns appeared on the walls, floor, and even the ceiling of the dungeon, like a gigantic net that completely sealed off the entire space.

Liang Tonghe, Fan Lingling, and the Black-robed man had just arrived, witnessing the moment the Restriction was fully activated.

Liang Tonghe gazed at the light barrier before him, which looked thin but contained terrifying power. His pupils contracted sharply, and a flash of undisguisable gravity crossed his eyes.

He had stayed in this Marquis Mansion for nearly seventeen years. From initially stumbling in by mistake to later becoming half an owner, he knew every inch of land and every secret corner of the mansion like the back of his hand.

As for the Restriction of this dungeon, he had naturally studied it.

He still remembered that many years ago, when he and Fan Xianya were bored, they had once impulsively joined forces to test the dungeon's Restriction.

At that time, he was already an expert in the Huagang Realm, and Fan Xianya's cultivation was slightly higher than his. The two of them, one attacking and one supporting, had used their trump card techniques, but in the end, they only caused a few ripples on the Restriction light barrier, failing to leave even a single crack.

Now that Fan Xianya was trapped in the dungeon by that thief, with only himself, a Ninth-stage Huagang expert, and two helpers who were merely at the Half-step Huagang Stage, trying to forcibly break through a Restriction of this level was no different from a pipe dream.

But Liang Tonghe's gaze quickly turned cold, and a hint of viciousness quietly spread in the depths of his eyes.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze like a venom-dipped ice pick, landing straight on the Black-robed man not far away.

The Black-robed man stiffened all over, as if targeted by some fatal beast. His complexion under the mask instantly turned pale as paper, and a strong, ominous premonition surged into his heart like a tide, causing him to instinctively take three steps back.

"For the sake of my beloved wife, I can only wrong you for a moment." Liang Tonghe's voice was flat and waveless, yet it carried an unquestionable decisiveness.

He knew very well that the Black-robed man cultivated the Thousand Demon Sword, which, like the Heavenly Demon method he cultivated, belonged to the Demonic Path Cultivation Technique. Their powers were compatible. If the Black-robed man's essence blood was used as a catalyst, perhaps he could briefly unleash power beyond his own limits, and there might just be a chance to forcibly break the Restriction.

Upon hearing this, the Black-robed man's expression behind the mask changed drastically, and the Devilish Qi all over his body became chaotic.

He suddenly raised his head, staring fixedly at Liang Tonghe through the slits in his mask, his voice trembling slightly, "Senior, what do you mean by this? We all came to rescue your wife. This Junior believes I have done no wrong, how could you..."

"There is no point in saying more." Liang Tonghe could not be bothered to waste words with him. With a grab of his large hand, the majestic Devilish Qi within his body instantly erupted.

The pitch-black Devilish Qi condensed in his palm, rapidly transforming into a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky. The giant hand was covered in hideous demonic patterns, emitting a suffocating pressure.

This demonic hand was fast to the extreme; the Black-robed man didn't even have time to react before he was firmly gripped in the palm of the giant hand.

Between the Ninth-stage Huagang and the Half-step Huagang Stage, there was an insurmountable chasm.

Although the Black-robed man had been on guard and wanted to activate his Spirit Treasure for self-protection after sensing Liang Tonghe's killing intent, everything was in vain in the face of an absolute disparity in strength.

The terrifying power transmitted from the giant hand crushed down like a mountain. The Devilish Qi in his body was instantly restrained, and even his Dantian was tightly locked, unable to mobilize even a shred of power.

"My Lord! How could you do this!" The Black-robed man struggled frantically, his voice filled with terror and anger, "I am an Elder of the Tianmen Organization! My status is noble! If the organization finds out I was killed by you, they will surely dispatch experts to seek justice from you. By then, neither you nor Lady Fan will be able to escape the consequences!"

Liang Tonghe was already restless because Fan Xianya was trapped. Hearing the Black-robed man's threat, his expression became even uglier, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost overflowing, "Do you think that as an ant like you, you are worthy of making the Tianmen Organization turn against me and my wife? Naive and ridiculous!"

As his voice fell, the Heavenly Demon method on Liang Tonghe's body was pushed to the limit.

All over his body, wave after wave of thick Devilish Qi churned and surged, staining the surrounding air black like ink.

The Devilish Qi continuously condensed in the Void Realm, gradually transforming into a Devil Head phantom several zhang high.

This Devil Head had a hideous face, exposed fangs, and eyes as red as blood, as if it had just crawled out of the abyss of Hell, emitting a fierce Aura reminiscent of the ancient primordial era.

Immediately after, Liang Tonghe chanted an obscure and unfathomable incantation.

The syllables of the incantation were strange, unlike anything in the human world. Every word carried an eerie power, as if it could stir up the Demonic Evil Qi between heaven and earth.

As the incantation was chanted, the Devil Head phantom in the Void Realm became increasingly solid. Its pair of crimson eyes stared fixedly at the Black-robed man in his palm, and a powerful suction force erupted from the Devil Head's mouth.

Fan Lingling, who was on the side, changed complexion drastically. She felt the Qi and blood in her body churning and surging uncontrollably, as if they were about to break through the restraints of her Meridians and fly towards that Devil Head.

Greatly alarmed, she quickly sat cross-legged, her hands rapidly forming seals, and began to circulate her natal Cultivation Technique, the Ice Soul Spirit Art.

Wisps of cold Spiritual Qi circulated within her body, freezing her restless Qi and blood like ice, barely resisting that terrifying suction force.

Even so, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth; clearly, she had already sustained minor injuries under the impact of this power.

As for the Black-robed man who was gripped by the giant hand, he was in extreme pain at this moment.

He could clearly feel that the essence blood in his body was being crazily devoured by that Devil Head, like a flood breaking its banks.

Streams of red blood surged out from his seven orifices and pores, converging in the air into a blood-colored stream, flowing endlessly into the Devil Head's mouth.

With the loss of essence blood, the Black-robed man's body withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. His originally upright figure became hunched, his Aura grew weaker and weaker, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

In just a moment, the Black-robed man was completely drained of his essence blood, turning into a withered corpse, his skin clinging tightly to his bones, like a dehydrated mummy.

The giant hand loosened slightly, and the dried corpse fell to the ground with a dull thud, possessing no trace of vitality anymore.

But Liang Tonghe's complexion did not improve in the slightest; instead, it became even uglier.

Feeling the power within the Devil Head, he frowned tightly and gritted his teeth, saying: "Not enough! Still not enough! This bit of power is simply insufficient to break the Restriction!"

As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly turned his head, his cold gaze landing on Fan Lingling, who had just stabilized her figure.

There was not a shred of warmth in Liang Tonghe's gaze, only pure greed and decisiveness, which made the hair on Fan Lingling's body stand on end, a chill shooting straight from the soles of her feet to her crown.

"Se...Senior..." Fan Lingling instinctively shrank back, her beautiful eyes filled with panic.

Liang Tonghe looked down at her from above, his tone as cold as frost: "Offer up half of your essence blood, and this seat can spare your life."

At this moment, Liang Tonghe had long lost his previous gentleness and elegance. His eyes were blood-red, and he was shrouded in Devilish Qi, like a Devil Head walking out of Hell, causing one to shudder with fear.

Looking at the undisguised killing intent in Liang Tonghe's eyes and recalling the miserable state of the Black-robed man before he died, Fan Lingling no longer had any thoughts of resistance in her heart.

She knew she had no room for choice.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Lingling raised her right hand, condensed a wisp of Spiritual Qi at her fingertips, and slashed her palm without hesitation.

With a soft "chi" sound, blood instantly gushed out. Surprisingly, Fan Lingling's essence blood was not purely red, but mixed with a faint trace of blue, like ice crystals and flames blending together, emitting a unique Spiritual Qi fluctuation.

This was naturally because of her Ice Soul Jade Physique; her essence blood contained rich Ice-attribute Spiritual Qi, making it extremely precious.

A strange look flashed in Liang Tonghe's eyes, but he did not hesitate too much.

He activated the Devil Head phantom, and a relatively gentle suction force surged towards Fan Lingling.

Fan Lingling gritted her teeth, allowing her essence blood to be slowly drawn away.

She could clearly feel the power within her body rapidly slipping away, and her complexion became pale, but she dared not resist in the slightest, only silently circulating her Cultivation Technique, trying to minimize the damage caused by the loss of essence blood.

Liang Tonghe did not go too far; someone with such a special Physique as Fan Lingling must be valued by big shots within the Tianmen Organization.

If he truly destroyed this woman's Foundation, it would likely invite unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, Liang Tonghe only extracted half of Fan Lingling's essence blood before stopping the suction, not harming her Foundation.

As Fan Lingling's faint blue-tinted essence blood merged in, the Devil Head's eyes in the Void Realm underwent a strange change—one half remained blood-red, while the other half presented a deep blue. The two colors intertwined, emitting an even more eerie and powerful Aura.

Liang Tonghe took a deep breath, a flash of decisiveness crossing his eyes.

He bit his tongue tip sharply, spraying out a mouthful of essence blood containing his own Origin power, which landed exactly on the Devil Head phantom.

The golden essence blood intertwined with the red and blue powers within the Devil Head, instantly erupting with brilliant radiance.

The Devil Head's Aura surged several times over, the Devilish Qi around it churned more violently, and sounds of Dragon roars and Tiger howls could be vaguely heard.

"Go!" Liang Tonghe gave a low shout and pointed with his hand.

The black Devil Head seemed to have received an order. It let out a deafening roar, transformed into a mass of extremely thick Devilish Qi, and with an earth-shattering momentum, ferociously lunged towards the dungeon's Restriction light barrier.

Boom!

An earth-shattering loud noise suddenly erupted, like a thunderclap exploding in their ears.

A violent energy shockwave spread in all directions. The ground trembled violently, the surrounding blue bricks were shattered, and gravel flew everywhere.

The dense Devilish Qi collided with the Restriction light barrier, erupting with blinding light that illuminated the entire dungeon entrance like daylight.

The Devilish Qi madly impacted the light barrier, ripples spreading out. The runes on the light barrier flickered uncertainly, seemingly on the verge of collapse at any moment.

Liang Tonghe tightly clenched his fists, his eyes full of anticipation and nervousness. Fan Lingling also held her breath, her gaze fixed tightly on that light barrier, praying in her heart that they would succeed.

However, as the dust gradually dissipated, the scene before them caused both their expressions to change drastically.

They saw that the Restriction light barrier at the dungeon entrance remained completely intact. That earth-shattering strike from just a moment ago had only left a few insignificant traces on the light barrier, which were instantly repaired by the light barrier's own power, restoring it to its original state, as if the impact from just now had never happened.

Liang Tonghe's complexion was ugly to the extreme, turning sallow, with blue veins bulging on his forehead; clearly, he was infuriated.

He never imagined that he would have exhausted all of the Black-robed man's essence blood and half of Fan Lingling's essence blood, plus his own Origin power, yet still be unable to shake this dungeon's Restriction in the slightest.

The strength of this Restriction far exceeded Liang Tonghe's expectations.

Fan Lingling's beautiful eyes were also filled with shock, her cherry lips slightly parted, unable to speak.

Although she knew this dungeon's Restriction was very strong, she hadn't expected it to be strong to this extent, being able to easily withstand an attack of that magnitude just now.

Then how could Zhou Liangan control the Restriction here?

Thinking of this, Fan Lingling felt a bit more curiosity towards Zhou Liangan in her heart.

Meanwhile, inside the dungeon.

Deep within the dungeon, in a spacious cell, Zhou Liangan stood smiling in place, his gaze unscrupulously sweeping over the plump and graceful body of the woman before him.

The woman was dressed in a long gown, and even though she was trapped in prison, it was still difficult to conceal her peerless beauty.

Her skin was fairer than snow, her features were like a painting, and her pair of phoenix eyes carried a hint of languor and allure...