Chapter 247: You Come, I Go
Dark clouds pressed against the city walls, on the verge of collapse.
The vast and mighty insect swarm, like dark clouds covering the sky, with dense cries, step by step covered the entire battlefield. Some had sharp claws and fangs, some spat poisonous mist, some released electric lights or flames…
Soldier-level Fierce Insects corresponded to Spring Gushing Realm human Martial Cultivators.
General-level Fierce Insects corresponded to Five Seas Realm human Martial Cultivators.
All Fierce Insects obeyed the call of the seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors, flying out from underground to join the fray. Only a few General-level Fierce Insects had Insect Scripts engraved on their bodies, controlled by Bai Shu, to prevent them from being taken advantage of by the enemy’s Insect Tamers and Calamity Fire Realm Great Mind Masters.
With the “解” character suspended in mid-air, Commander Level Strange Insects unable to join the battle, only Phoenix Wing Moth Emperor-like Strange Insect Larvae barely possessed the ability to summon the insect swarm. Just like the Five Seas Realm Young Son of Heaven rivaling Dao Seed Realm Martial Cultivators.
The Martial Cultivators engaged in battle on the battlefield were shocked, hastily erecting Protective Magic Energy in panic.
Martial Cultivators from San Chen Palace and Tian Yi Sect gathered together, led by Chen Wenwu. One of them said tremblingly: “This… this isn’t against the rules, is it?”
The Du’e Temple Patrol Immortal Envoys standing at high places all had expressionless faces, without responding to the waves of questioning voices rising from the Far West Ash Region camp.
Zhu Yi Bai and Yin Nine stood back-to-back resisting the many enemies, sweat and blood soaking their robes, looking up to see the spreading insect swarm. The former raised his voice in hearty laughter, bold and unrestrained, as if the desperate situation on the battlefield had welcomed powerful reinforcements.
The latter’s resolute face also relaxed slightly, finally able to catch a breath.
“I’ve long heard that the Jiu Li Tribe is incredibly mysterious, excelling in coffin scooping, insect raising, spirit taming, and divining fortune and misfortune. Today is truly an eye-opener, Jiu Fu brother, your Jiu Li Tribe was too low-key before, deliberately showing weakness to the world?”
Zhu Yi Bai fiercely patted Yin Nine’s shoulder, the two fighting side by side, forging comradeship.
Yin Nine was nearly made to spit out a mouthful of blood by his pat, naturally proud in his heart.
When it came to insect taming, it had to be the Hidden Ancestor.
If it were willing, the underground of the entire Lingxiao Life Realm’s Twenty-eight Prefectures would not be peaceful, and the insect swarm it could summon would be unimaginable. Unfortunately, the Jiu Li Tribe’s overt strength was not powerful enough, and none of the Nine Great Tribes’ Tribe Leaders had the strength or ambition to dominate under heaven.
More importantly, the Hidden Ancestor would not obey anyone from the Jiu Li Tribe, unless the leader who disappeared a thousand years ago returned.
His gaze turned toward the distant Li Weiyi, and Yin Nine was finally completely convinced by the talents and character he displayed at the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, unfortunately… Yin Ten did not see all this.
If she had seen it, she might also be convinced by this Hidden Person.
The situation drastically changed, and “Cang Jin” and “Ku Di”, wearing Chen Ziliang’s human skin, abandoned their continued attack on Zhu Yi Bai and Yin Nine, speeding toward the direction of Luan Sheng Lin You.
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Seaside.
Ming Nian Sheng and Tan Tai Jing noticed the commotion, looking toward the city area full of black dots.
Already, sporadic Fierce Insects had flown to the vicinity of the Ash Region, shattered into puffs of black smoke by the formation, emitting sizzling sounds.
Tan Tai Jing, known as the strongest Great Mind Master, could hardly believe that someone of the younger generation could cause such a huge commotion. This really wasn’t the means of a Spirit Mind Master-level Insect Tamer?
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Lu Cangsheng leaped up from the camp full of Formation Flags, landing on the City Wall, overlooking the tidal wave-like insect swarm: “I never expected that what was a one-sided situation would see such a change. It seems Li Weiyi’s identity as an Insect Tamer is also not to be underestimated.”
A Seventh Sea Martial Cultivator from Lei Xiao Sect had long been boiling with hot blood: “Aren’t we making a move?”
Lu Cangsheng looked toward the position of the round moon in the sky, secretly calculating the time, and shook his head: “The current situation is even more unclear; acting rashly would likely lead to utter doom.”
Qin Qian said: “Exactly, let them fight. The bell is about to ring; we’ll directly bypass the battlefield and enter the Dragon Palace first.”
“If Luan Sheng Lin You wins, Du’e Temple might really support the forces behind him, with unimaginable consequences.”
“Only by entering the Dragon Palace first can we stand undefeated.”
Within Lei Xiao Sect, conservatives and radicals had clearly formed.
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From the first layer tower of Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion, a man and a woman rushed out, incredulously looking toward the Qiankun Grand Avenue where the insect swarm surged like a black flood.
The white-clothed woman said: “I didn’t expect there to still be variables; this makes it tricky. How do we choose?”
The white-clothed man said: “The insect swarm was drawn by those seven Marquis-level Strange Insect Larvae; it must be unstable. As long as Luan Sheng Lin You forms a Great Mind Master formation, using Mind Power, it can be broken.”
The white-clothed woman said: “Will Li Weiyi and Zuo Qiu Hong give him the chance to form a Great Mind Master formation? The twenty-eight Calamity Fire Realm Great Mind Masters by the seaside are easy to mobilize, but letting Ge Xian Tong escape the formation is probably the last thing Luan Sheng Lin You wants to see.”
The white-clothed man pondered for a moment: “Then let’s wait a bit longer, until the exact situation emerges.”
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Not to mention the Far West Ash Region and various forces being stunned by the sudden insect swarm army, even Zuo Qiu Hong Ting was momentarily dazed, looking at Li Weiyi full of questions.
Where did he summon them from?
Is this Qiu Prefecture City your home or mine?
She, who had resolved to fight to the death, now reignited her confidence, high-spirited.
Luan Sheng Lin You and Dragon Hall displayed the demeanor that peak young experts should have, not thrown into disorder by the sudden drastic change, their eyes sharp, minds unshaken.
Dragon Hall took out a small vial of Son of Heaven Dragon Blood and poured it into his mouth.
The Dragon Blood was scalding hot, like swallowing lava upon entering the throat.
Li Weiyi and Zuo Qiu Hong Ting exchanged a glance and charged toward Dragon Hall. But as they just moved, the qi mechanisms interwoven among the four shifted, subsequently drawing in the Green Luan and Qilin.
The Green Luan flew toward Zuo Qiu Hong Ting; after spreading its wings, it was as vast as a cyan cloud, carrying the powers of wind and fire.
Hurricane howled, flames scorched.
The Qilin suddenly charged at Li Weiyi, ten feet long, like a metal hill. Though it was Battle Intent, its body was incomparably solid, its eyes filled with wisdom.
It gathered metal and wood within, cloaked in clouds and mist without.
Li Weiyi was leaping in the airspace above the streets at that moment, forced to abruptly change his attack direction, stepping on a jade cauldron to collide head-on with the Qilin’s head.
“Boom!”
Magic Energy clashed, air shockwaved.
Suddenly.
Luan Sheng Lin You’s handsome true body, like a phantom, appeared out of thin air above Li Weiyi’s head, reaching a terrifying speed. He knew one thing clearly: as long as he killed Li Weiyi, the Insect Tamer, the insect swarm army would naturally collapse.
He held a Silver Staff, and upon swinging it out, Silver Light spanned ten thousand zhang, the energy sending all surrounding Martial Cultivators flying.
Li Weiyi, below the Silver Staff, finally felt the terror of Luan Sheng Lin You, locked dead by the opponent’s Battle Intent, unable to escape, forced to clash head-on.
“Bang!”
Yellow Dragon Sword swung to block.
Left arm sank, the Jing Yu Sword in his left hand thrust forward, aiming to pierce Luan Sheng Lin You’s right chest. This was because Cang Li had once said that Luan Sheng Lin You’s heart was not on the left.
Contrary to his wishes, as soon as Yellow Dragon Sword and Silver Staff touched, a terrifying mighty force shook Li Weiyi so much he nearly lost grip of the sword hilt, his body plummeting straight down.
The thrusting Jing Yu Sword could only switch to defense, blocking Luan Sheng Lin You’s second staff piercing toward his chest.
The Silver Staff was condensed from the Flowing Silver Mask.
It could be solid, could be liquid, formless and unpredictable, immensely dangerous.
“Boom!”
Magic Tool collided, energy radiance exploded.
Li Weiyi flew back, the stone slabs underfoot cracking, plowing out a dozens-of-meters-long trench, deep to the waist at the end.
His Daoist Robe fully shredded, revealing the Blood Handprint Demonic Armor worn close to the body.
Ten fingers ached to split, blood oozed from between them, but the twin swords were still gripped tight. The even muscular lines of his arms were full of masculine beauty.
On the other side, after Dragon Hall swallowed the Son of Heaven Dragon Blood, dragon scale patterns emerged on his skin, suddenly grabbing the Bronze War Spear stuck in the ground, blood mist spraying from pores, muscles and bones roaring with Dragon’s Roar, real distortions appearing in the surrounding space.
His eyes shone brightly, locking onto Zuo Qiu Hong Ting, legs springing up, swinging the spear to intercept her, not giving her a chance to join forces with Li Weiyi.
Li Weiyi’s internal Magic Energy circulated once, and the aching numb ten fingers instantly recovered, his gaze meeting the fast-approaching Luan Sheng Lin You. The latter’s whole body shimmered with silver brilliance, Battle Robe pristine as new, the massive intents of Green Luan and Qilin forms condensing once more.
“Splash!”
From the soft armor on Li Weiyi’s body, blood mist pervaded, nine hundred plus blood-colored scriptures branding onto his skin, demonic energy exploding.
Above his head, breaking wind sounds came in waves, the seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors flying over.
Behind them were seven rivers of insect swarms, twisting and coiling, spinning forward.
“Splash!”
Li Weiyi shot out from the trench like a cannon, paralleling the seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors, bare-armed, twin swords in hand, colliding once more with Luan Sheng Lin You.
Swords came, staff went, moves fierce.
The two struck out shadows of over ten people.
The addition of the seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors greatly restricted Luan Sheng Lin You’s speed, forcing him to divert part of his power to defense. Now, the Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors could break his Protective Magic Energy, membrane wings possibly slashing his neck, claws possibly piercing his physical body.
The seven swarm rivers continuously impacted Luan Sheng Lin You’s body like seven long rivers.
After dozens of moves, Li Weiyi touched ground and sprang up, suddenly raising his swords, six Battle Intent Divine Shadows exploding into instant manifestation behind him, twin swords parting the sea, unleashing fifteen layers of combat power.
Luan Sheng Lin You’s pupils contracted sharply, the Silver Staff in hand erupting with over seven hundred scriptures, like transforming into a great scripture umbrella.
Li Weiyi’s twin swords, plus the seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors, formed nine streams of power, tyrannically crashing through the scripture umbrella, sending Luan Sheng Lin You flying back, crashing over ten feet away.
“Pa pa!”
The twin swords split two deep Sword Qi trenches across the dozens of feet of ground between them.
A strand of silver hair slowly drifted down in the air.
Luan Sheng Lin You held the Silver Staff as scriptures flowed back like tides, a fresh red blood mark appearing on his ten-thousand-year ice-mountain face. Fortunately, his Battle Robe was of the highest grade, deployed with defensive runes; otherwise, those two swords would surely have wounded him.
Previously, he disdained wearing defensive Battle Robes or using Magic Tools, believing he could smash through the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival barehanded.
The Martial Cultivators who saw that scene were all shocked, breathless.
Luan Sheng Lin You was actually repelled, bleeding!
The last time someone wounded Luan Sheng Lin You was Cang Li. But that was the achievement of all Jiu Li Tribe masters besieging together, at a tragic price. If Cang Li and Li Jiufu hadn’t fled, the Jiu Li Tribe experts would likely have been slaughtered by Luan Sheng Lin You.
And Li Weiyi was himself an Insect Tamer.
The insects he raised were naturally part of his strength.
