Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
The cold moonlight enveloped the earth, and a piercing sound suddenly echoed in the air. As the campfire flickered, five figures radiating Killing Intent abruptly appeared not far in front of Fang Chen and his companions.
"Hehe, Charming Immortal Sect, what a coincidence," the leader among the five, a middle-aged man in a purple robe whose aura was not any weaker than Grandma Ji's, sneered maliciously. His gaze, as sharp as a blade, swept over Fang Chen and his companions before finally pausing on Fang Chen.
Then, as if he had thought of something, his cold smile deepened, and he mocked, "When did the Charming Immortal Sect start raising men? Tsk tsk, they don't even spare a Little One from the Body Refinement Realm."
"This kid is delicate and has a good appearance; no wonder he is kept around by this group of seductresses."
"In the deep mountains and wilderness, at midnight, one man and three women—hehe..."
As soon as the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man finished speaking, the four youths behind him burst into laughter, their eyes filled with disdain as they scanned Fang Chen and his companions.
Their taunts and venomous words were carried by the mountain wind into Fang Chen's ears.
Under the flickering campfire light, the bitter smile on Fang Chen's face began to fade away at that moment. As his expression changed, the last shred of hope in his heart vanished without a trace, and a glimmer of coldness appeared in his slightly lowered eyes.
Although he knew that being with Grandma Ji and the others would inevitably provoke the hostility of the Iron Sword Valley's five members, Fang Chen had still held onto some hope. He had even contemplated how much effort he should contribute when a fight broke out between the two sides. Should he offend Iron Sword Valley for the sake of Charming Immortal Sect?
However, those concerns now seemed unnecessary. Despite having lived two lives, hearing those malicious words made Fang Chen feel as if he had swallowed a fly; it was extremely nauseating.
In his previous life, although he had reached the Heavenly Realm in cultivation, he had never been skilled at cursing others. Moreover, Fang Chen, who always believed in his own strength, was unwilling to engage in verbal disputes. As he would say: no matter how much you talk, I can just crush you with one punch.
At that moment when Fang Chen made up his mind, beside him, Grandma Ji, Yaru, and Lian Yiyue also turned completely cold. The two sects were already mortal enemies; now hearing such venomous words only fueled their murderous intent.
The campfire beside them flickered gently but was extinguished by an overwhelming chill in the air. The temperature around them suddenly dropped, and even the mountain wind carried a hint of frost.
With killing intent in her eyes, Grandma Ji stepped forward toward the five from Iron Sword Valley. An aura belonging to a Primordial Embryo Realm expert suddenly surged forth.
Boom!
The ground suddenly shook violently, and a massive crack appeared beneath Grandma Ji's feet, rapidly spreading toward the five individuals from Iron Sword Valley.
When a powerful figure from the Primordial Embryo Realm was enraged, the phrase "the earth shakes and mountains tremble" was certainly not an exaggeration.
Under Grandma Ji's chilling aura, the four Iron Sword Valley Youths, who had been sneering and mocking without restraint, suddenly changed their expressions, their faces turning pale.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort erupted from the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man. With that snort, he waved his sleeve, and a powerful force surged from within him, dispersing the overwhelming aura that enveloped Grandma Ji. The crack that had been spreading beneath them came to a halt.
"Old hag Ji, it's been many years since we last met. It seems you haven't made much progress. If this is all the strength you have, then today your three Little Ones will be left here forever," the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man said with a sharp glint in his eyes, laughing loudly.
As he spoke, he clenched his hands, and an exceptionally sharp aura suddenly spread out from the space around his hands.
Buzzing...
The sound of Sword Resonance echoed out as a faint glow flashed. In an instant, a dull iron sword appeared in the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man's hand. Although the sword did not look impressive, both the previous sounds of Sword Resonance and the sharp aura it emitted were enough to indicate its extraordinary nature. At that moment, the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man's aura surged once again, giving off a feeling that it could suppress Grandma Ji.
"Arrogant!" Grandma Ji sneered and then turned her gaze toward the four Iron Sword Valley Youths behind the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man. "With such little strength, even if you went to Ziyang Sect, you'd only add four more souls to their collection. Today, I'll take the trouble to bury you right here so that I won't have to trouble anyone else later."
With that, Grandma Ji's figure flickered as she rushed toward the five individuals led by the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man, exuding a bone-chilling coldness as if she truly intended to strike at the four youths from Iron Sword Valley.
"Your opponent is me!" The Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man slashed his iron sword, sending a crescent-shaped blade of sharp energy hurtling toward Grandma Ji. At the same time, he flickered and appeared directly beside her, launching a fierce attack that left her unable to deal with the four youths from Iron Sword Valley.
As two Primordial Embryo Realm powerhouses clashed for the first time, it was already earth-shattering.
Boom!
The ground beneath them shook violently once again, and a series of explosive sounds echoed in all directions. At the same time, the residual waves of Qi Energy from the fierce battle between Grandma Ji and the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man spread out like ripples in all directions.
"Retreat!" Fang Chen shouted, quickly retreating with Yaru and Lian Yiyue.
The Primordial Embryo Realm was still a distant goal for them. Even the slightest residual waves from a battle between Primordial Embryo Realm experts could overwhelm them, and a careless move could lead to injury.
At that moment, a streak of crimson light suddenly shot up into the sky, illuminating the dim surroundings.
The Crimson Flame Bird flapped its massive wings and soared into the air, bypassing the center of the battle between Grandma Ji and the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man, rapidly heading toward the four youths from Iron Sword Valley on the opposite side.
"Caw!"
With a clear bird call, the enormous body of the Crimson Flame Bird drew everyone's attention.
At this time, both sides' strongest forces from Iron Sword Valley and Charming Immortal Sect were entangled with each other, unable to free themselves. The Crimson Flame Bird from Alchemy Realm became the most formidable presence in this area. With the Crimson Flame Bird's intervention, without the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man, the fate of the four youths from Iron Sword Valley, who only possessed Body Refinement Realm cultivation, was predictable!
However, looking at the massive body of the Crimson Flame Bird charging toward them, Fang Chen did not share the smiles of Yaru and Lian Yiyue; instead, he frowned slightly, feeling a sense of unease.
Something was off!
Fang Chen's gaze suddenly sharpened. In his line of sight, the four Iron Sword Valley youths facing the Crimson Flame Bird displayed an unsettling calmness. Despite being at Body Refinement Realm level and far inferior to the Crimson Flame Bird, they showed no signs of fear or even a hint of panic!
Something unusual was definitely happening!
Fang Chen's heart tightened as he prepared to warn them. However, at that moment, among the four Iron Sword Valley youths, the leader suddenly unleashed a gray light from his sleeve toward the Crimson Flame Bird!
Boom!
The impact of the Frenzy suddenly unfolded in mid-air. The Crimson Flame Bird, which was originally pouncing towards the four from Iron Sword Valley, was unexpectedly knocked away by this gray light!
"What is that thing?" Yaru's gaze was fixed on the strange object enveloped in a bizarre gray gas, making it impossible to see what was inside. His expression was serious.
The mutation occurred so suddenly that just as the four youths from Iron Sword Valley were about to be buried under the attack of the Crimson Flame Bird, such a strange entity suddenly emerged.
"Puppet Beast!" Although engaged in a fierce battle with the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man, Grandma Ji, who was always keeping a part of her mind on the surroundings, focused her gaze upon the gray light and her expression changed slightly. Then she sneered, "I was wondering why I didn't see your Azure Cloud Eagle from Iron Sword Valley this time; it turns out you have this thing."
Iron Sword Valley is quite far from the Purple Sun Mountain Range, almost as distant as the Charming Immortal Sect located to the north and south. Such a long journey made it quite painful for a Primordial Embryo Realm expert to travel with four juniors from the Body Refinement Realm. They must have come using some flying beast or flying tool.
The Azure Cloud Eagle is a type of flying beast raised by Iron Sword Valley. However, this time, it was clear that the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man and his group did not choose the Azure Cloud Eagle but brought along a Puppet Beast instead. Unlike the Azure Cloud Eagle, which only possesses combat power at the Late Stage of the Qi-Refining Realm, these Puppet Beasts from Iron Sword Valley possess strength comparable to that of an Alchemy Realm expert. Moreover, they lack Spirit Intelligence and feel no pain; their bodies are incredibly tough, making them much more troublesome than many Alchemy Realm beasts.
As the gray light surrounding it gradually dissipated, the Puppet Beast that had repelled the Crimson Flame Bird finally revealed its true form. It resembled a gigantic mantis, a fierce and unusual creature. Its two front limbs stood tall like enormous blades, exuding a dangerous aura.
"With such little strength, even if you go to Ziyang Sect, you can only add four more souls to your collection. Today, let my Iron Sword Sect take care of you here; that way we won't have to trouble others later," laughed the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man, almost echoing Grandma Ji's earlier words back at her.
His strength was comparable to Grandma Ji's; neither could do anything to the other. However, at this moment, with the Crimson Flame Bird from Charming Immortal Sect being restrained, only Fang Chen and his two juniors remained. In terms of combat power among the younger generation, the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man was fully confident in his side's advantage in numbers. He believed victory was assured this time and perhaps he could even slay all three of Fang Chen!
Comment 0 Comment Count