This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 160 The Black-Robed Man is Severely Injured

The moment Xiao Xingchen stepped into the cell, the moment his foot touched the ground, he was startled to find a black-robed figure appearing like a ghost.

This time, he noticed that the black-robed man's injuries seemed to have improved, presumably due to treatment and significant recovery.

"You broke your promise! You swore that you would let me out as long as I told Xiao Jianxian the secret!"

He struck first, his face revealing the resentment of being abandoned by the black-robed figure, his anger seeming to burn the black-robed figure to ashes.

He wished he could kill the man in black immediately. Given the distance between them, if the sword were to strike instantly, the man in black, even if he didn't die, would lose his ability to move.

However, as the situation has developed to this point, the only thing that puzzles him is the mysterious force to which the black-robed organization belongs.

He once suspected that the black-robed figures were Emperor Wu's men, but now it seems that they are another independent and mysterious force.

This changed his initial intention from wanting to kill the man in black robes to exploring the background behind him.

Most importantly, he spent some time with the man in black robes, and the man's face hidden under the mask remains a mystery to this day. It has to be said that the man in black robes is flawless in hiding himself.

The man in black robes ignored his anger, strolled leisurely into the cell, leaned casually against the wall, and plopped down on the floor.

This move left Xiao Xingchen completely bewildered and confused.

"Xiao Xingchen, let's stop talking about Cangshan here. Don't mention it to anyone again, understand?"

"Why?"

"This matter is of great importance, and I'm doing this for your own good."

As the man in black robes spoke, he slightly raised his right hand, and the black dragon that was exclusively used for the ritual leaped out of his palm like a bolt of lightning, flying up and down in his palm, lifelike.

"This is the power of the ritual. You should have already experienced its power last time. Although I don't know why the ritual I left in your body was suppressed, it should still be easy for me to detonate it. Just inject this ritual dragon into your body, and you still won't be able to escape my grasp, so you have no choice."

Gazing at the black ritual vessel, which was as deep as a black hole, Xiao Xingchen felt a surge of turbulent waves in the depths of his mind. After the source runes flickered, the tremor slowly subsided like the tide.

The black-robed figure was like a ghost in the night, mysterious and unpredictable, and the power of the ritual was beyond his imagination.

"Now that I am in your grasp, can you please enlighten me? What kind of extraordinary ability do you possess?"

The man in the black robe shook his head slightly, and a sinister laugh came from beneath it, as if it were the whisper of a demon from hell.

"Don't waste your energy. How could you possibly fathom the secrets of the ritual? If one day you become one of us, I might reveal a thing or two to you. But right now, you're nothing more than a pawn to be manipulated. You're still a long way from being a match for us."

"So what brings you here? Is it merely to threaten me?"

"if not?"

"No, it seems you've come here with a request, but you've always been arrogant and think I'm inferior to you, so you're unwilling to lower your head. Your toughness is just a facade, like a paper tiger that can be easily punctured."

Xiao Xingchen made a quick decision. This man in black robes had been arrogant ever since he appeared. If he really had something important to say, why would he be so indecisive? He should just beat him up without saying anything more.

Moreover, the man in black robes leaned against the corner of the wall after entering, which seemed to suggest that he was not in good health.

His apparent safety was merely a result of his best efforts to conceal his true feelings, and the so-called threat was simply a manifestation of his insecurity.

"Ha...how arrogant."

"Whether you're arrogant or not, a single test will tell; all you need to do is..."

Xiao Xingchen strode forward with firm steps, pouncing like a hungry tiger to the figure in black robes. He then slowly crouched down, reaching out to lift the mysterious black robes.

"You don't want to live anymore?"

The deep voice from beneath the black robe was like a sharp sword piercing Xiao Xingchen's eardrums, making Xiao Xingchen even more certain that there must be something wrong with the black robe, otherwise he would probably have been kicked away by now.

"Judging from your injuries, they are so severe that you had no choice but to seek my help. It must be related to the Venerable One, right?"

The black-robed figure trembled visibly, like a candle flickering in the wind. This caused Xiao Xingchen's eyes to flash. Sure enough, something unknown seemed to have happened between the black-robed figure and the Supreme One. His injuries had not only failed to be healed, but might have worsened, which explained his current state of exhaustion.

"Impressive tactics. I underestimated you. I never expected you to be sober when we first met. But do you truly intend to remove this black robe from me? This robe is no ordinary garment. Once removed, you will become the next black robe, inheriting the ritual attached to me, and you will never be able to show your face again."

Xiao Xingchen's hand paused slightly, and her brows furrowed tightly.

"What does this mean?"

"Hehe, what you're implying is that you will lose your freedom forever. If you're willing to take this robe for me, I'll gladly cooperate."

The words spoken by the man in the black robe were shrouded in mystery, leaving Xiao Xingchen somewhat bewildered. This black robe was clearly no ordinary garment; concealed by it, no matter the angle from which he peered, he could not discern any clues.

After a moment of contemplation, he slowly withdrew his outstretched hand.

"In that case, we can have a proper talk now. What is the purpose of your return, which specifically sought me out?"

The man in black robes seemed relieved, and the black dragon in his hand vanished into thin air. He leaned against the wall and let out a heavy sigh.

"Xiao Xingchen, your life is in my hands. Do you think I need to waste my breath on you?"

"Are you referring to the ritual that entered my body? Let me tell you, this thing may be effective for others, but for me, if I can suppress it once, I can suppress it a second time. Your methods are futile against me. If you want to talk, show some sincerity. Threatening me will never be accepted."

Xiao Xingchen simply plopped down, his interest now burning like a bonfire.

The black-robed, the Supreme One—these were the people he was currently most concerned about. He never expected that they would have internal strife, which was undoubtedly a golden opportunity for him.

"Don't believe me? Then you're welcome to try it."

Seeing that the man in black robes seemed to have doubts, Xiao Xingchen spoke casually, which made the man in black robes hesitate once again.

As his arm fell limply to his side, Xiao Xingchen was astonished to find a shocking pool of blood that had appeared beneath him without his noticing.

"You are so badly injured, I am really curious, who has the ability to hurt you like this?"

He was certain that the injury was not caused in Cangshan, because when he returned, although the man in black robes was injured, he did not have such obvious bleeding symptoms.

This must be closely related to what happened to him after he left, and considering that mysterious and unpredictable escape method that could make him disappear into thin air...

"It's the Supreme One, right? But why is that?"

"Shut up, this is none of your business."

"What do you need me to do for you?"

"The Supreme One will catch up soon and take me to a safe place. As for you, you are a sacrifice. If you are found to be with me, you will be sacrificed alive. So, run for your lives now, or it will be too late."

"Damn it, why didn't you say so sooner? This is such a waste of time!"

Xiao Xingchen frowned, cursing inwardly, "If you had said so earlier, I wouldn't be wasting my breath talking to you like this."

However, as he prepared to leave, he couldn't help but glance hesitantly towards the gate.

"You don't need to pay attention to that jailer. Leave now. I have a premonition that His Majesty is about to arrive."

"This is incredibly troublesome!" Xiao Xingchen cursed in exasperation. He had intended to use the black robe's power, but he was shocked to find that in just a short while, the black robe was already like a candle in the wind, barely breathing and clearly on the verge of death.

He quickly racked his brains, trying to figure out where to escape to next. If that mysterious Supreme Being came after him, there was nowhere he could hide.

The Flower Language Pavilion is a good place, but he mustn't bring disaster there; such a matter could easily implicate others if handled carelessly.

"Let's take a gamble!"

With a flash of sword marks, he grabbed his black robe and vanished from the cell in an instant.