289: Chapter 46: Proud Son of Heaven, Demoness, Iron Cavalry – Part 2 289: Chapter 46: Proud Son of Heaven, Demoness, Iron Cavalry – Part 2 “…”
The little girl swallowed with a grunt.
Xie Xuanyi noticed the pallor on the little one’s face and couldn’t help but crouch down, reassuring her with a smile, “Don’t worry, this guy isn’t much of a threat.”
Qing Li blinked, looking at Xie Xuanyi, wondering about something in her heart.
The seal struck down.
In reality, the battle on the long street had already determined the victor…
Three prodigies from the holy lands had taken action, there was never any suspense in this battle!
Even the Chiliarch, a “Half-step Yin God”, couldn’t escape the hunt of the three fully revealed Saint Heirs!
Fang Hang subdued the Black Evil ancient general with a Dharma Seal!
The Thunder Technique was like a mountain, almost touching the ground…
The burly ancient general knelt on one knee, raised both hands, bearing the Thunder Mountain on his shoulders.
A dim red light seeped from the dark faceplate.
The ground beneath his feet continually exploded open in layers of dense webbing.
His head was almost pressed below the ground level.
The sturdy black armor under the heavy pressure of the Thunder Technique constantly emitted cracking sounds, it seemed to have reached its limit.
Just then, a streak of crimson sword light flashed out from the end of the long street!
This thread of sword light sped close to the ground!
It was extremely fast!
In just a moment, it pierced through the Black Evil ancient general’s throat!
The sword light swept past!
Then, the Thunder Mountain that had been firmly resisted suddenly fell with ease…
With a bang!
The long street became silent once again.
Xie Sheng, who had first suffered a sneak attack, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with one hand and recalled his Flying Sword with the other, a grim look on his face as he staggered out of the smoke and dust.
“Huh…”
Prince Jiangning, steadying his blood and breath, approached before the Dharma Seal.
The massive Dharma Seal slowly lifted, revealing a gruesomely bloody indent.
The Chiliarch “died” in battle.
Blood splattered, staining the surroundings.
But the long box adorned with black dragon patterns was unscathed, its material clearly robust, truly a fine-quality treasure!
“This guy really had tough bones.”
Yu Wenzhong squinted his eyes, relieved.
This battle appeared challenging mainly because Xie Sheng and Yu Wenzhong’s secret techniques were related to the “Dragon Descendants” and were difficult to execute.
Thankfully, the Tai Shang House’s Thunder Technique was strong enough to suppress and kill him!
Regardless, it was considered a smooth capture.
“Whoosh!”
The Dragon Pattern Black Box flew out from the pit and landed in the hands of Tai Shang House’s Fang Hang.
“Daoist, since you’ve come, why sneak around?”
Fang Hang released his Divine Thought, expressionless.
His voice echoed throughout the long street, reverberating around every corner.
The sudden fury from the Black Evil ancient general was because…
a stone had suddenly shot out.
All three Saint Heirs had seen the attack of this tiny stone.
But bizarrely,
no one saw where this stone had come from.
The majestic Dharma Seal returned to the shoulders of Tai Shang House’s Fang Hang, transforming into a palm-sized bolt of lightning, looking exceptionally sinister.
Qing Li gripped Xie Xuanyi’s clothing tightly, shaking her head.
The look in her eyes couldn’t have been clearer.
These three are so formidable, maybe it’s better not to go out?
“I’ll be right back.”
Xie Xuanyi smiled and extended his hand to pat the little one’s head.
Just as he was about to step out, the edge of his enveloping Divine Thought suddenly sensed the presence of an “acquaintance.”
“Oh?”
The appearance of this figure made Xie Xuanyi retract the foot he had already half-stepped out.
Qing Li didn’t understand why.
She still clung tightly to Xie Xuanyi’s sleeve, her Heart Lake filled with unease.
“How is she here as well?”
Xie Xuanyi narrowed his eyes, his Divine Thought focused on the crimson figure rushing through the foggy long street!
This figure moved incredibly swiftly, and its presence was extremely concealed.
If it weren’t for Xie Xuanyi’s sufficient cultivation in the Divine Soul Realm,
he would have been unable to detect…
that such a figure was approaching!
The fog flowed like wind.
The crimson clothes fluttered like falling flowers.
The face of the rapidly approaching person was quite pale, but also stunningly beautiful, though unfortunately, the killing intent in her eyes carried a chill.
Previously at Resentful Ghost Ridge, they had met once—
It was Ao Ying!
During the battle at Resentful Ghost Ridge, Ao Ying had used a secret treasure from Chi Ling City to escape from his grasp.
Xie Xuanyi guessed.
The demoness must have fled to the Northern Hunt Snow Mountain.
Now it seems quite possible that she sneaked into this realm following Xie Sheng and the others…
At this thought, Xie Xuanyi couldn’t help but frown.
It looks like the Snow Mountain where I had left the Sword Qi markings has been completely exposed.
Ahead was Prince Jiangning.
Behind was a Dragon Girl of the Demon Race.
It seemed that more people would soon set foot in this place and arrive in the Great Yue Kingdom.
He faintly sensed danger.
It was nothing for the talents of the younger generation from Da Chu to enter the Great Yue Kingdom; Xie Xuanyi cared not for competitors at the Cave Heaven Realm level…
If Ao Ying had fled here, would Prince Jiu from Chi Ling City also step into this place?
Could the three Yin God Realm examiners of the Human Race stop this nearly Perfect Demon Clan Venerable?
If they couldn’t stop him, the situation would escalate.
Wouldn’t that alarm even higher levels of forces?!
“…”
Xie Xuanyi withdrew his thoughts, no longer contemplating further, as the swiftly moving figure was already nearing the three Saint Heirs of the Human Race.
Clashing with him had caused a significant drop in Ao Ying’s cultivation.
Even now, the aura on this demoness was still faint…
It looked like she had only recovered the combat power of about the fifth or sixth realm of Cave Heaven.
With such a level of strength, how could she dare to approach three who were at Perfect Cave Heaven?
Soon, Xie Xuanyi understood the reason.
“Someone is approaching!”
“So fast!”
The Daoist of Tai Shang House was the first to sense something amiss!
Xie Sheng’s face also turned ugly, “Wait…
It seems there’s more than one person!”
Roaring echoes arose from the distant street!
This roaring sound was all too familiar to everyone!
Outside the ancient city, shrouded in Black Evil, iron cavalry charged forth!
How could there be the sound of iron cavalry roaring inside the ruined ancient city?
“These iron cavalry are after Ao Ying!”
Xie Xuanyi’s pupils constricted.
He immediately understood why Ao Ying had rushed towards the three Saint Heirs of the Human Race…
This guy, being a legitimate Dragon Descendant, was the most despised existence by the iron cavalry of the Great Yue Kingdom, and stepping into this place meant that he was destined to face endless pursuits.
Perhaps the chasing had never stopped since the moment he entered the Secret Realm!
A red shadow flashed toward the three Saint Heirs at an extremely fast speed.
“Damn it.”
Wenzhong threw a punch at the ghostly red shadow, showing no mercy for the fairer sex.
Even if she hadn’t been injured and her realm hadn’t fallen, Ao Ying would not choose to clash head-on…
Her body movements were extremely fast; she slightly sidestepped, brushing past Wenzhong while simultaneously striking out with a palm!
“Bang!”
The Qiantian Palace Saint swept his arm across, thinking it would be a powerful mutual strike, but instead, the woman hadn’t exerted any strength at all and instead used the impact to sway towards the distance!
It was merely a touch in the blink of an eye, her palm lightly touching Wenzhong’s arm, gentle as if “caressing”!
“Buzz, buzz, buzz!”
Wenzhong’s Panxuan Mirror in his brow fiercely trembled!
“This woman is of Dragon Descendant lineage!”
The pupils of the Qiantian Palace Saint constricted.
“A Dragon Descendant demoness?”
Xie Sheng and Fang Hang were both momentarily stunned.
So, were the iron cavalry at the end of the street all pursuing this Dragon Girl?
“Wait…”
Wenzhong suddenly realized something was not right.
If this demoness was a Dragon Descendant.
That recent contact?
He lowered his head, looking at his arm that felt numb and tender.
After the contact with Ao Ying, the Panxuan Mirror in his brow couldn’t stop trembling, and that brief contact had given the demoness an opportunity.
She seemed to have meddled with him, leaving behind a thread of Dragon Descendant aura—
Wenzhong exerted tremendous effort to suppress the instinctive ejection of the Panxuan Mirror.
But it was already too late!
The Qiantian Palace Saint could clearly feel that a portion of the murderous intent from the distant iron cavalry had fallen upon him!
“Mr.
Xie!”
At this critical juncture, Wenzhong did not choose to “sacrifice himself”, but instead grabbed Prince Jiangning, very loyally transferring some of the Dragon Descendant aura that had contaminated him to Xie Sheng.
“???”
Prince Jiangning’s face suddenly changed.
The moment Wenzhong grabbed his sleeve, he felt the shared Dragon Descendant demonic aura and also sensed the overwhelming murderous intent from afar!
The two exchanged glances.
Xie Sheng looked furious and contorted, yet he was speechless.
“Mr.
Xie, you once told me that on this Northern Hunt, we would share blessings and face hardships together.”
Wenzhong took a deep breath and solemnly said, “Now…let’s escape together!”