The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 685 - 587, Corpse Talisman (First Update)

"Oh? Was it you who orchestrated Chen Zheng's misfortune over twenty years ago?"

Yang Tian asked in a deep voice.

"That's right, it was the old hag!"

The old woman's face was icy cold.

"You're admitting it so quickly, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Yang Tian asked.

He was just testing the old woman, not expecting her to confess her crime so unequivocally.

"I am indeed afraid, not only that you'll kill me but more afraid that you'll expose my deeds. If that happens, I'll die a horrible death!" After a pause, the old woman's face turned colder as she spoke, "But I am confident that at this moment, I can kill you!"

"What a big talk!"

Yang Tian laughed.

Since his advent, he has rarely been threatened.

Because those who threatened him have gone to hell.

Yet this old woman before him, speaking with such bravado, was absolutely laughable.

Yang Tian's current cultivation level had long since broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, even if he was merely in the Nirvana Realm, he could obliterate the old woman ten times over.

"Enough talk, let's fight!"

The old woman sneered coldly.

Her clothes ignited intensely, revealing the golden garments within.

The golden garment emitted a chilling glow.

Yang Tian used his Divine Sense to probe and realized this golden garment was a superior Magical Treasure.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes: How could someone like the old woman possess such a superior Magical Treasure? It seems the organization behind her is definitely not simple.

Yang Tian was aware that the Dark Organization had long coveted the Chen Family.

Could it be that the old woman before him was planted by the Dark Organization?

"Yang Tian, blame yourself for being a descendant of the Chen Family! If you were smart, you wouldn't have returned to the Chen Family, but you insisted on coming back. So, you have no choice but to face death!"

The old woman sneered coldly and lunged forward.

She struck directly at Yang Tian with a fierce palm.

The momentum of the strike was indeed formidable and menacing.

But to a Martial Artist of Yang Tian's Nascent Soul Realm, this was just a trivial technique.

Yang Tian did not employ any Martial Techniques but directly struck out with his palm.

Boom!

After a deafening blast.

The old woman was knocked heavily and sent flying out.

The old woman crawled up from the ground and stared fixedly at Yang Tian, "What Martial Technique did you just use?"

"No Martial Technique,"

Yang Tian said indifferently.

"Impossible!"

The old woman shouted sharply, lunging again, casting a Dharma Seal in mid-air, chanting a Spell, and striking once more.

This strike made the air around boil.

"True, this strike is much more formidable than the last,"

Yang Tian said indifferently.

"Yang Tian, you recognize it? This strike is the Celestial Silk Silkworm Palm of the Emei Sect. Many have met their tragic fate beneath my palm these years, today, you will be no exception!"

The old woman said coldly.

"If we're going to fight, let's fight. Why babble so much?"

Yang Tian was speechless.

With a flicker of his silhouette, his immense Spiritual Breath transformed into a Heaven-shattering Palm Technique, striking towards the old woman with a bang.

Boom!

This time, the old woman was sent flying over ten meters, her arm shattered.

Her whole body crashed to the ground, spitting blood, as if half her life had been lost.

Yang Tian stood firmly on the ground, unmoving, shaking his head, "You are too weak. I merely used one-tenth of my strength just now, and my Palm Technique is not any Martial Technique. If you can't block even that, what right do you have to chirp before me?"

"Yang Tian, you..."

The old woman struggled to climb up from the ground, staring fixedly at Yang Tian.

Her eyes were full of shock.

She originally heard that Yang Tian was an Ancient Martial Artist.

But she knew Yang Tian was only a youth in his early twenties, even if he started practicing from the womb, it wouldn't be possible to be strong enough to break the old woman's arm with just one strike.

"Speak, what organization is behind you? Why do you want to poison the Chen Family? Chen Shangzheng was also your doing, right? Do you have any other accomplices?"

Yang Tian asked coldly.

"No comment!"

The old woman said firmly.

Then she lunged up from the ground, spitting a mouthful of blood, drawing a Spirit Talisman before her.

The Spirit Talisman ignited, and a powerful blood hand emerged from the talisman.

"Blood Talisman?"

Yang Tian recognized instantly that what the old woman wielded was a Blood Talisman.

This Blood Talisman was quite different from a Spirit Talisman.

Blood Talismans are much more potent than Spirit Talismans and are crafted by sinister Talisman Masters alone.

The fact that the old woman wielded a Blood Talisman only added to Yang Tian's curiosity: "I fear the organization behind you is indeed not simple, very well, I don't plan to kill you now."

"When has my life or death ever been yours to decide? Go to hell!"

The old woman said harshly.

Boom!

The Blood Talisman burned completely, its powerful flames transforming into a potent and forceful blood hand, striking heavily toward Yang Tian.

"Although you can craft Blood Talismans, before me, you are still no match,"

Yang Tian said indifferently.

"Haha..."

The old woman laughed wildly.

She had never met someone so arrogant.

This Blood Talisman was taught to her personally by her master, a rarity throughout the Ancient Martial Arts world, no other Martial Artist could likely craft it.

Yet before her stood Yang Tian, more arrogant than she imagined.

Let it be, she'll allow Yang Tian to test the Blood Talisman's power.

Without delay.

The blood hand extended from the Blood Talisman, striking down violently towards Yang Tian.

"The Blood Talisman is powerful, though not undefeatable. One way is to use a Blood Talisman against it, another is to use a Corpse Talisman to crush it!"

Yang Tian said indifferently.

"You speak rightly, but can you craft a Blood Talisman or a Corpse Talisman?"

The old woman mocked.

"Simple!"

Yang Tian said indifferently, exercising his hand and crafting a Blood Talisman.

Swoosh!

The crafted Blood Talisman struck towards the old woman's blood hand.

After a deafening explosion, the blood hand was shattered by Yang Tian's Blood Talisman.

"What is going on? Blood Talisman!!!"

The old woman's face changed drastically, watching the scene intently.

"The Blood Talisman can only rank third in power, the truly terrifying one is the Corpse Talisman!"

Yang Tian said, waving his hand and a pale Spirit Talisman appeared.

Upon seeing the pale Spirit Talisman, the old woman's face changed: "Is this...is this the legendary Corpse Talisman..."