Chapter 201: One Against Four
Thunder Law Profound Ice, harvested from the Lei Xiao Sect’s Eight Hundred Li Thunder Sea, is the formation bane.
Qi Xiao found it hard to stay calm, his eyes fixed on the jade box emitting stray purple lightning, as his left and right arms each released a strand of magic energy mist, wrapping around Qi Wangshu and Zuo Qiu Bai Yuan.
In the instant Nirvana Truth struck out the Thunder Law Profound Ice, he pulled the two along, flying out from the other side of the formation, landing on the sea.
The Thunder Law Profound Ice was extremely unstable; after being activated by Nirvana Truth’s magic energy, it immediately erupted in dazzling purple light upon colliding with the formation light gauze.
“Boom!”
Thunder roared in the clear sky, echoing through the entire city.
The ground shook, seawater surged.
Dozens of thick purple lightning bolts danced like dragons and snakes, completely shattering the defense formation light gauze. Several residual lightning bolts impacted the bodies of Qi Xiao and the other two as they escaped the formation.
Stones flew and sand scattered by the seaside, a scene of chaos.
The power of Thunder Law Profound Ice was immense, capable not only of breaking formations but also of killing.
But its flaw lay precisely in that “killing” aspect.
Because it could kill not only enemies but also oneself. It was too unstable and had an extremely wide area of effect; countless Lei Xiao Sect disciples had died to its thunder law energy.
The larger the volume of Thunder Law Profound Ice, the greater its power.
The higher the intensity of magic energy required to activate it.
For all these reasons, Thunder Law Profound Ice was known as the formation bane, but it had never been a mainstream enemy-destroying treasure.
Even a piece of Thunder Law Profound Ice the size of a square foot would make experts of the Coffin Mountain Four Truths’ level keep more than ten zhang away from the center of the thunder law energy, not daring to approach.
Ruthless figures from the Far West Ash Region and Coffin Mountain appeared one after another; in an instant, this coastal area turned into a dangerous hotspot of conflict. Those young martial cultivators had no more courage to watch the spectacle, screaming in shock and fleeing far away one after another.
Only one person was the exception.
He carried a door-sized battle axe in hand, his physique tall and mighty, standing unmoved atop the sea embankment, his protective magic energy blocking all the lightning beams scattering toward him.
The Coffin Mountain Four Truths, who had originally come to collect spring coins, all felt the battle intent radiating from him, not daring to act rashly.
Nirvana Truth looked up and shouted, “Which side are you from, Your Excellency?”
“Jiu Li!”
Yin Nine responded in a low voice, simultaneously releasing magic energy and battle intent, enveloping them.
The Coffin Mountain Four Truths immediately tensed up, breathing becoming difficult, as if an invisible towering Demon Mountain was pressing down on them.
“So much money laid out in the open, there really was still a deployment.” Dharma Truth said.
“Splash—”
Yin Nine bent his legs and kicked off, leaping up like a green onion, crossing over ten zhang in an instant, swinging the axe straight down at the four.
Magic energy surged vast and mighty.
Battle intent swept over the four like threads pulling and air encircling, a peerless qi soul determined to face four with one.
The leader of the Coffin Mountain Four Truths, “Ku Di,” was Southern Territory Class A Eighth.
She appeared only seventeen or eighteen, with an ordinary figure and no stunning looks, but she had a unique tranquil and serene temperament.
While the other three Truths were all intimidated by Yin Nine’s battle intent, their souls shaken and unsteady, Ku Di stepped forward against the momentum, her meter-long stave spinning in her hand, emitting crisp and pleasing impact sounds, clashing against the cleaving battle axe.
“Boom!”
Energy ripples overflowed.
On Ku Di’s white monk robe, dense Amitabha Sutra scriptures appeared. Centered on her feet, the ground and sea surface within a radius of dozens of zhang trembled upward.
Her legs sank into the soft sand, leaving only above the knees exposed.
The opponent’s power was like heaven and earth pressing down, endless and boundless.
“Buzz!”
The Amitabha Sutra scriptures on Ku Di’s monk robe transformed into a golden bell.
With a bell toll, she broke free from the battle axe suppression, retreating seven steps.
After seven steps, the four Truths regrouped.
Then, the four simultaneously released magic energy, enveloped in a magic energy Buddha cloud, each displaying supernatural powers, attacking Yin Nine together with overwhelming force like toppling mountains and overturning seas.
Nirvana Truth manifested a five-zhang-long Golden Tiger Battle Intent, Dharma Truth struck out the Nine Chants Zen Beads, Ji Di’s golden body was indestructible… The three were all peak Five Seas Realm cultivators at the Seventh Sea, with extraordinary means, coordinating seamlessly with Ku Di.
One in front, three behind.
In an instant, the formation shifted again: Ku Di met head-on, the other three moved to three directions, surrounding from all sides.
The young strong practitioners watching in secret were all shocked.
“The Jiu Li and Zuo Qiu Gatehouse really had hidden masters; this person’s combat power can actually suppress Southern Territory Class A Ku Di—what level has he reached?”
“Facing four with one, undefeated after a hundred exchanges—only front-rank Class A figures could do that.”
“The ten-million-year ancient clans and ten million gateways joining hands is too terrifying; no one knows how deep their foundation is.”
…
After fusing the Jiu Li God battle intent, Yin Nine’s combat power soared, entering the top expert sequence among the younger generation.
This battle today, in Hidden Lord’s calculations, was bound to erupt due to the massive spring coins.
It was the battle where he and Yin Eleven would formally debut under heaven and claim the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival invitation. It was also to tell the world that the Jiu Li’s foundation was deep, upholding the prestige of the ten-million-year ancient clans.
Just as the three battlefields were locked in fierce combat.
A figure in men’s clothing, wearing a bamboo hat and veil, swift as a shadow, flew to below the five huge iron boxes holding spring coins.
She took out a huge boundary bag.
Her jade arm swung out a magic energy cloud, enveloping the five iron boxes and storing them all inside.
“Courting death!”
Qi Xiao was furious beyond measure; a broad-backed war saber flew out from Zu Tian, gripped in his right hand, slashing toward that slender and tall figure.
The woman in the bamboo hat revealed a cold smile in her eyes. One hand held the boundary bag, the other drew her sword from its sheath, slashing upward at the sky; sword qi like a milky way hanging in the heavens.
“Bang!”
Blade light and sword qi clashed; Qi Xiao retreated back.
She did not linger in battle, immediately using her movement technique to rush onto the three-zhang-high sea embankment, heading back to the city.
“Thieving woman, don’t run.”
At any other time, facing an opponent stronger than himself, Qi Xiao would not pursue. But this time was different; he had a share in those five boxes of spring coins—robbing his money was no different from killing his parents?
Hearing the formation-breaking thunder from the shore, Li Weiyi desperately rushed back.
But he was still one step late.
After landing, he only saw Qi Wangshu and Zuo Qiu Bai Yuan, badly injured by the Thunder Law Profound Ice. The place where the five spring coin iron boxes had been was now empty.
The thieving woman and Qi Xiao were incredibly fast, already several li away.
Qi Wangshu’s back was charred black, blood constantly seeping out, his face deathly pale: “Brother Weiyi, we didn’t watch the challenge fee properly—what do we do now? So much money, all robbed!”
“Qiu Zhou Prefecture City really has no law; they actually robbed my Zuo Qiu Gatehouse… I want her dead… no…” Zuo Qiu Bai Yuan was so angry his teeth nearly shattered, then blood surged from his mouth, and he fainted.
Li Weiyi checked their injuries and confirmed no threat to life, then breathed a sigh of relief.
“Daring to rob our money, she won’t escape.”
Li Weiyi’s face was equally ugly; he immediately mobilized his internal magic power, transporting it through his veins, gathering toward his mouth and nose.
His sense of smell amplified to the limit.
No matter how high her cultivation, she must have a unique scent belonging only to her; impossible to hide completely.
Li Weiyi had just begun to sniff carefully.
Over a dozen different fragrances drifted through the air…
“Masking it this way?”
Li Weiyi’s eyes sharpened; he stopped using smell and instead released a Phoenix Wing Moth Emperor.
This Phoenix Wing Moth Emperor, Li Weiyi called it “Er Feng.”
“Great Phoenix” excelled at disguising strong practitioner auras, while “Er Feng” excelled at identifying magic energy.
As long as that female thief had acted earlier, she must have left residual magic energy.
Appearance and figure could be disguised, but magic energy could not fool; everyone’s cultivated magic energy had subtle differences. Martial cultivators found it hard to discern, but some strange insects were extremely sensitive to it.
Er Feng flew a circle in the area where the female thief and Qi Xiao had clashed, then landed on Li Weiyi’s left shoulder, whispering in his ear via mind power.
“It’s her!”
Li Weiyi narrowed his eyes; in his mind appeared that night’s battle with Sui Sect’s Yang Zhiyong.
That black clad woman who suddenly appeared to save Yang Zhiyong had cultivation not inferior to Yang Qingxi, yet nearly pierced his brow with one sword.
Er Feng identified her magic energy aura lingering.
“Quite bold! Snatching food from the mouths of Zuo Qiu Gatehouse, Jiu Li, Far West Ash Region, Coffin Mountain—the four powers.” Knowing who took the spring coins, Li Weiyi quickly calmed down, no longer caring if Qi Xiao could catch her.
She might escape the first time, but not the fifteenth.
“Roar!”
A demonic chant long howl came from the chaotic battlefield a hundred zhang away.
The battle had entered its white-hot phase.
Yin Nine condensed a battle intent figure, the Jiu Li God’s demonic soul shadow manifesting, its might shaking the Coffin Mountain Four Truths’ minds.
“Pfft!”
One heavy axe cleave; Nirvana Truth could not block it, the golden tiger shadow collapsing. The axe edge sliced past the edge of his massive head, shaving off a large piece of scalp.
Nirvana Truth screamed and retreated far, mobilizing magic power to heal.
Moments later, Ji Di flew out with a bang, his body embedding into the sea embankment, golden body dimming.
After hundreds of exchanges, the Coffin Mountain Four Truths finally showed signs of defeat; only Ku Di could still cope with Yin Nine’s ferocious attacks, though constantly retreating.
…
Young Esteemed One stood on the Southern City city wall, outside the three-story-high city tower, watching Qi Xiao pursuing and the bamboo-hat woman fleeing, and asked: “Who is that, from which side?”
Hua Yuzi wore a flowing silver mask, standing to Young Esteemed One’s left, and laughed: “In this world, sure enough, all conflicts and slaughter are tied to benefits; five boxes of spring coins draw out a bunch of hidden masters. I’ll go capture her!”
Young Esteemed One closed his eyes, sensing something, and suddenly said: “He’s here!”
“Who?” Hua Yuzi asked.
“Roar!”
A resounding tiger roar echoed through Southern City.
Cang Li stood atop the White Tiger Battle Intent, holding a silver spear, riding qi with mind, charging madly down the dozens-of-zhang-wide straight great road. His blazing eyes locked dead on the approaching three-story city tower, battle intent rapidly rising.
“My injuries haven’t fully healed yet; why don’t you go test this Southern Tiger’s weight?” Young Esteemed One said.
“Very well.”
Hua Yuzi had no interest in that bamboo-hat woman; his interest was only in the spring coins on her. But that money wouldn’t fly away on its own, so no rush to take it.
Southern Tiger Cang Li was, among Southern Territory Class A ten, the only one ranked ahead of him.
This really ignited his competitive spirit.
