350: Chapter 296 350: Chapter 296 Jiang Tang laughed casually and said,
“Haha, it was just a lift of my hand, no need to thank me.
Although I cannot be as upright and just as you, I can still lend a hand in small matters.
If there’s anything you need in the future, just say the word, and I’ll rush over immediately, even if I’m thousands of miles away.”
“That’s excellent.
If there’s a need, I will convey it promptly.
Jiang Tang, I hope when you face the devil inside that Spiritual Artifact, you must exterminate it, not allowing it to come out and harm The Mortal Realm.”
Jiang Tang understood what Ye Tian meant, as he had already sensed Ye Tian would notice when he used the Spiritual Energy from Hell Palace to capture those rats earlier.
If he hadn’t used the Spiritual Artifact to capture the rats, it would have been very difficult, and Ye Tian, being the person he is, knew that he would not try to steal his treasure.
Ye Tian descended from the flying ship and located the city’s officials, instructing them to prepare for the return of those terrorists and to rebuild their homes.
The city’s officials included the City Lord and several defenders.
The previous onslaught from the rats was so frenetic that the responsible officers were quite fearful of catching the madness virus, so everyone went into hiding.
If the cultivators were hiding, then the ordinary people were even less able to resist, as everyone was afraid of dying.
The officials had called for more formidable reinforcements to deal with the cleanup, while they themselves hid.
Now facing Ye Tian, they had no choice but to meekly obey.
With Ye Tian’s piercing gaze upon them, they felt somewhat ashamed as fellow officials.
Ye Tian didn’t stay in the city for long, knowing that these people would certainly return.
A group had been killed, and undoubtedly another would be dispatched to this place.
Their ultimate target had to be Imperial City; the other cities might not be their final goal.
Ye Tian leaped onto the flying ship and ascended into the sky, noticing that Jiang Tang was no longer there and understanding that he must have many things to do as well.
He didn’t ask him to join him on his way to Imperial City.
Jiang Tang felt there was no longer anything requiring his attention here, his mission was over, and it was time to do what he was supposed to do.
He spurred his flying arrow toward Immortal Lord City.
Jiang Tang brewed tea for everyone, sitting on the flying arrow, sipping while watching the arrow scatter the white clouds as it sped through them.
In the bright clear sky, with the sun shining on their faces, they didn’t feel cold despite the arrow’s high speed.
This fleeting moment of leisure was disrupted when rain unexpectedly started pouring from the clear sky, turning into hail as it came down.
As advanced cultivators, they knew that such abnormal weather wasn’t caused by natural influences but was man-made.
Jiang Tang could already detect it coming from all directions around the flying arrow, though he had no idea where these enemies could be from.
An ambush with a specific purpose—he wondered if it was for the Supreme Elixir he carried?
Before Jiang Tang had time to consider more, he quickly emitted rings of light that enveloped the flying arrow.
When the flying arrow was attacked, everyone on board took up the defense.
It couldn’t be Jiang Tang’s responsibility to protect them every time.
To rely on others for protection, unable to defend oneself, meant a lack of confidence.
To gain powerful societal experiences, one had to confront their enemies head-on.
Even if it meant death, one shouldn’t be afraid.
Cowardice made it easier to die and facing the path of cultivation become more challenging.
Jiang Tang released the Golden Elf from his space, sensing that those pursuing them were formidable.
There might be many of them, certainly more than he and those on the flying arrow alone could handle!
Even releasing his other avatars, Jiang Tang wasn’t confident he could single-handedly repel the attackers.
“Who’s there?
Stop hiding like a ghost, come out!”
Jiang Tang’s shout echoed through the sky, but no one responded to his call.
The rings of light he projected were being assaulted by a black mist, hail, and various spells.
The hail had no effect on his light rings, but the black mist was formidable; it could corrode the rings of light.
Jiang Tang sensed that this mist was like a magical fog, as if emitted by a ghostly entity.
It was eerily strange.
Jiang Tang emitted golden rings of light around the flying arrow.
The fog, as if alive and encountering a delicacy, aggressively consumed the golden light.
The golden light began to dim, and Jiang Tang was frustrated, not knowing the origin of this fog.
He released his double palms but dared not use the Star-absorbing Spell to absorb the black mist, fearing it might be poisonous.
He was not confident that the vitality of the green flower could neutralize all poisons.
Some might not be merely poisons if they could consume his light rings, definitely not the work of any ordinary person.
Jiang Tang released Eryao from his space.
Eryao flew up into the sky, where onlookers saw it transform from a young person into a huge dragon.
Having been with Jiang Tang for so long, they were unaware that he had a pet, nor had they ever seen a Storage Bag for pets on him.
How then did this dragon-like pet emerge from him?
Jiang Tang had many secrets, and even though the others were widely experienced, they were puzzled by the multitude of Magical Treasures he had.
Eryao ascended into the sky, becoming a massive dragon, unleashing Thunder Roar, lightning, and a torrential downpour.
It used thunder and lightning to strike around the flying arrow.
The black mist seemed somewhat fearful of the lightning, and the attacks coming from all directions appeared to have weakened slightly.
“Eryao, intensify the thunder and lightning,” Jiang Tang found their vulnerability.
Eryao was aware too, as it kept on producing thunder and lightning, mixing it with flames.
Anything hit by its lightning was set ablaze.