Chapter 243: The Fall Of Tang Court
“Rumble rumble!”
Under the night sky, a silver-white Hundred Character Scripture War Chariot fled on a wide street broad enough for ten chariots to pass side by side. Seven Departed Spirit exotic beasts several meters long pulled the chariot, with over five hundred scriptures guarding it airtight.
Under attacks from magic tools and runes behind, the scriptures gradually dimmed, and finally, all defensive power exploded with a boom.
After the war chariot was damaged, it suddenly overturned.
“Bang bang!”
The seven heavily injured Snow Sword Tang Court masters on the chariot all tumbled to the ground, covered in blood, quickly standing up, activating their magic tools, eyes scanning all around.
Tang Wan Qiu was injured the most severely, with blood holes all over the body, the five-foot long sword in hand full of nicks, propping up the tottering body like a crutch.
In two days, successively struck heavily by four masters—Luan Sheng Lin You, Yin Su Wen, Long Dian, and Qi Jin—various magic energies infiltrating the body were extremely hard to refine, rampaging through the veins.
To successively clash with four masters and still survive to now was an unparalleled achievement.
Unfortunately, this Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival was a total defeat for Snow Sword Tang Court; its martial cultivators had been routed, defeated soldiers fleeing in all directions, utterly unable to organize a counterattack.
“Swish! Swish…”
Countless demonic shadows flew overhead, all with wings.
Led by Yin Su Wen, Yin Mountain Demon Race martial cultivators either landed on the ground or hovered in midair, blocking the retreat of Tang Wan Qiu and the six others.
With numerous demonic cultivators, they quickly formed an array, sealing the long street near the inner city gate watertight.
The six around Tang Wan Qiu all glared furiously, someone roaring harshly: “Yin Su Wen, do you know what you’re doing? Your Yin Mountain will not be tolerated in the Northern Territory and will surely be trampled flat by Snow Sword Tang Court’s iron hooves.”
Yin Su Wen, as a Demon King disciple and a Number One Fourth successor level strong practitioner in the Northern Territory, didn’t take the completely heavily injured Northern Territory masters seriously at all.
He said: “Tuo Ba Bu Tuo, how are you so stupid? Even now, you still haven’t figured out the essence of the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival. My daring to act means the world under heaven is about to change, and it’s a massive change.”
Snow Sword Tang Court’s defeat today was mainly due to the betrayal and sneak attack by the Yin Mountain lineage’s demonic race martial cultivators.
Tang Wan Qiu secretly adjusted breathing to gather qi, but as soon as the magic energy circulated, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Intense breaking wind sounds approached, pursuers from the Far West Ash Region Faction surrounding the entire street. Even the rooftops around the street were filled with figures exuding sharp auras.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
…
One blood-drenched corpse after another was thrown onto the street, landing around Tang Wan Qiu and the seven others.
All were Snow Sword Tang Court martial cultivators who had scattered and fled, captured and directly killed.
Qi Jin held a sword in one hand, the other behind her back, her graceful figure stepping out from the crowd of martial cultivators, smiling charmingly: “Young Master Tang, where are you headed?”
Tang Wan Qiu’s eyes were full of killing intent, sneering without speaking, looking at the corpse of Snow Sword Tang Court’s Number Two successor Tang Chen on the ground, fingers involuntarily clenching tight.
On the rooftop, a hearty light laugh rang out: “Probably preparing to escape Qiu Zhou Prefecture City.”
“Thinking of escaping only now is too late!” Another voice rang out.
Yin Su Wen said: “Let’s do it, finish them off, then hurry to Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion. Zuo Qiu Gatehouse and the Imperial Court are still two tough bones.”
Snow Sword Tang Court’s seven contracted their defensive circle, back-to-back scanning the enemies, eyes still resolute but with a tragic sense of being at the end of the road.
“Swish!”
On the city wall not far away, a figure sprinting at extreme speed suddenly stopped.
Li Weiyi retreated, leaping to the top of a shed on the city wall, shouting: “Old Tang, what’s going on? Need help?”
This sudden voice broke the solemn killing atmosphere on the street below.
Tang Wan Qiu had been utterly despondent, already communicated with the others that even in death they’d fight to kill the traitor Yin Su Wen. Li Weiyi’s appearance filled him with great joy: “Brother Weiyi, how many people did you bring?”
“Just me for now.”
Li Weiyi was extremely fast, the insect swarm far behind, just taking this chance to wait for them to catch up.
The Far West Ash Region Faction martial cultivators, treating him like a major enemy, didn’t know who couldn’t hold back and laughed first.
Then, laughter spread contagiously, resounding everywhere.
Qi Jin had searched for Li Weiyi for days, thinking he’d fled the city, but now that he appeared, she naturally wouldn’t let him leave, casting a glance at Yin Su Wen.
Yin Su Wen stood right below the city gate, magic energy erupting from his body like an explosion, a pair of metallic-feeling wings unfolding from his back, body soaring upward.
Hands turning into eagle claws covered in dense metal scales, erupting with his proud speed, closing in to attack Li Weiyi.
Another seven or eight Yin Mountain Demon Race masters soared toward Li Weiyi from all directions, blocking his retreat, releasing battle intents, sacrificing various magic tools.
Li Weiyi’s body blurred, vanishing from their sight.
“Not good!”
Yin Su Wen was indeed successor level, instantly sensing danger, but still too late to react as Li Weiyi’s palm pierced his protective magic energy.
Eagle claws countered, battle robe erupting Hundred Character Scripture.
“Bang!”
Claws clashed against Li Weiyi’s palm force.
Yin Su Wen only felt the opponent’s power like mountains and seas crashing down, like a great mountain smashing, unable to stabilize his form, plummeting toward the ground.
Both feet smashed the blue stone street, stone slabs cracking continuously.
Only then did pain transmit from the claws and arms.
Before he could circulate magic energy to recover, whistling wind came from above.
Looking up, Li Weiyi’s figure was majestic, divine light blooming underfoot, condensing into a magic energy jade cauldron, as if to stomp him to death like an ant.
Yin Su Wen’s eyes full of shock, magic energy surging toward his legs, barely evading, retreating at extreme speed while hurriedly opening Zu Tian.
Below the navel, Zu Tian’s apertures emitted bright glow, space ripples circling.
“Splash! Splash! Splash!”
Three Hundred Character Scripture magic tools, wrapped in magic energy, released overwhelming might, flying toward Li Weiyi who pursued like the grim reaper.
Li Weiyi’s palms glowed with magic energy light, feet pursuing tightly while slapping out three palms in succession, sending the three Hundred Character Scripture magic tools flying.
Feet shooting forward, blasting out the fourth palm.
Palm force erupted like a volcano, containing deafening howls. Air first boiled, then exploded.
“Boom!”
Yin Su Wen had just raised battle intent, claws pushing out, but was sent flying dozens of zhang by one palm, protective battle robe shattering, body spraying blood mist, crashing into the crowd of Far West Ash Region Faction martial cultivators.
Human form couldn’t be maintained, transforming into massive demonic creature original form, a snow mountain silver feather eagle.
Claws blood-drenched, bones broken, struggling several times but unable to stand. In merely a few moves, already beaten to heavy injury.
“Rumble rumble!”
Those seven or eight Yin Mountain Demon Race strong practitioners drove magic tools, frantically attacking Li Weiyi to stop him from pursuing Yin Su Wen.
Li Weiyi with Qingxu Ganchán movement technique shuttled between ground and midair several zhang high, miserable cries rising one after another, some chests pierced, some bones shattered by palms, some wings torn…
Blood sprayed, feathers fell.
Continuous thudding of corpses falling, those seven or eight Yin Mountain Demon Race strong practitioners more than half fallen, the rest heavily injured and dying, sprawled in blood pools.
Li Weiyi in a Daoist robe floated back to the ground like a falling leaf.
Despite the army surrounding the street, eyeing him like tigers, he stood tall, overlooking all, eyes revealing an air of supreme arrogance.
The clash just now was extremely fast, just a few breaths’ time,
but almost all of Yin Mountain’s high-end combat power was crippled, including a Northern Territory Number One Fourth successor.
The whole scene silent, all trembling in fear.
Northern Territory Number One Tang Wan Qiu repeatedly sized up Li Weiyi up and down, confirming again and again: “Brother Weiyi, have you always been a Five Seas Realm peak master, disguising from last year until now?”
All martial cultivators in the city thought only Ge Xian Tong, Luan Sheng Lin You, Zuo Qiu Hong—the three Five Seas Realm martial cultivators’ siege was ineffective against them.
Though Li Weiyi’s magic energy purity was still only fourth-tier qi, physical body not yet Dao Body, clearly combat power still short of those top three.
But to Tang Wan Qiu’s eyes, Li Weiyi already had the same bearing.
Wan Yan Xiao Se, controlling an insect swarm, beautiful eyes fluttering, gazing at Li Weiyi’s outstanding heroic figure, heart pounding, feeling awe-inspired. She said pitifully: “Brother Weiyi, you promised to save me once. Today, it’s time to repay!”
“Wan Yan sister’s aid that day, Weiyi has always kept in mind.”
Li Weiyi’s gaze turned to Tang Wan Qiu, brows furrowing: “Brother Tang, how did you end up like this?”
“Really hard to sum up in one sentence, simply put, a traitor emerged internally… sigh, embarrassing to say… cough cough… Brother Weiyi, can you help us break out? Tang is deeply grateful.”
Tang Wan Qiu cupped hands in salute.
Li Weiyi scanned the pressing enemies: “Since I came, naturally I’ll protect you all. But the rule… Brother Tang still remembers, right?”
Tang Wan Qiu smiled bitterly and nodded helplessly, having everyone hand over their invitation, collecting a stack and offering with both hands to Li Weiyi. He said: “Facts prove, the true heroes under heaven are actually in the south.”
Back then outside Qin Garden, how similar to tonight’s situation.
Li Weiyi forced, shouting “Heroes under heaven all in the north,” offering Cang Li and Yin Nine’s invitations to preserve.
Today, all once lost was fully reclaimed.
Snow Sword Tang Court’s martial cultivators had complex, indescribable moods; truly, different times.
Tang Wan Qiu had no other choice, injured to this extent, no way to contend for Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival rewards anymore. Just wanted to lead the surviving few out of Qiu Zhou Prefecture City quickly.
Li Weiyi flipped through the Longevity Pill Vouchers, Dragon Seed Vouchers, Dragon Bone Tickets inside, all stowed into the boundary bag. He took them with clear conscience; back then Tang Wan Qiu intervened eyeing Jiu Li tribe’s utility value, proposing various conditions, absolutely opportunistic.
“Li Weiyi, aren’t you too confident? I’m still standing here. You really think you can fight a hundred alone?” Qi Jin smiled charmingly, smile not reaching eyes, gaze revealing eerie killing intent.
Behind her, over a dozen great mind masters’ brows released spiritual light flames, activating a casket-shaped ghost fire magic tool hovering midair, releasing a departed spirit army.
On the other side.
Dozens of Five Seas Realm martial cultivators activated a booklet-like fourth-rank Hundred Character Scripture magic tool.
Clearly, Li Weiyi’s combat power just shown had them treating him with utmost seriousness; even with numerical advantage, they dared not be careless.
