Chapter 307: Slaying The Two Kings
Wang Shu’s movement technique speed was extremely fast, like a spiritual ape, like a flying bird, leaping dozens of zhang on the steep cliff face, and Li Weiyi was unable to catch up.
However, the six Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors could fly, diving down to pursue, their speed not inferior to his.
Especially Five Phoenix, whose innate Dao technique seemed to be speed, fast enough to leave only a shadow, the first to catch up to Wang Shu, membrane wings unfolding, slashing toward his neck.
“Seeking death!”
Wang Shu spun around in mid-air, raising his saber to swing and chop.
The Hundred Character Artifact Saber struck Five Phoenix, sending it crashing into the stone wall, emitting a low-pitched cry, suffering injury.
In this brief delay.
The other five Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors caught up to Wang Shu, surrounding him in the center.
The five smaller ones emitted shrill cries, seeking vengeance for Five Phoenix, either spitting Golden Crow Flame, or releasing Lightning, or striking with sharp claws, or launching invisible sneak attacks…
Even though Wang Shu’s cultivation was profound, he was beaten into chaos, unable to attend to front and back.
Li Weiyi from afar condensed a Ember Extinguishing Finger Technique.
“Swish!”
His finger struck out through the air.
A golden-red beam crossed over a dozen zhang of distance, landing on Wang Shu’s body.
Wang Shu was trapped in the siege of the five Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors, when Li Weiyi’s finger shattered his Dao Heart External Manifestation and Protective Magic Energy, the beam striking his chest, sending his body flying out, crashing through mountain stones, rolling down the slope.
Li Weiyi wanted to press the advantage and pursue, but suddenly, a warning arose in his heart, all his body hair standing on end, almost instinctively swinging his sword to slash horizontally to the right, chopping out a bright Sword Light.
Wang Zhi burst out from a crevice in the cliff face stones, condensing two White Bones Claw Seals, tearing apart the Sword Light, pouncing toward Li Weiyi.
He had not fled, hiding here to ambush.
After all, if Wang Shu met with misfortune, he too would have his soul scattered.
Their lives were interdependent.
“Bang bang!”
Mind Power Flame Light Whip, Sword Technique, Movement Technique, Leg Technique…
Li Weiyi used every means, desperately blocking, clashing repeatedly with Wang Zhi on the cliff face, each move lethal, speed lightning-fast.
Li Weiyi took three claws from Wang Zhi, protected by Blood Handprint Demonic Armor, able to withstand, his body intact, but skin oozing blood, organs aching unbearably.
Wang Zhi took one sword from him.
This sword sliced across Wang Zhi’s chest, blood continuously flowing.
Unable to stop the bleeding.
What terrified Wang Zhi even more was that the Departed Spirit Soul inside his body was wounded by the Yellow Dragon Sword, Soul Power continuously leaking from the wound, his entire person growing weaker and weaker.
He had never encountered such a strange sword.
Yang Qingxi held the Ghost Flag, standing on the Yin Ghost Commander’s shoulder, joining the battle.
“Boom!”
The Yin Ghost Commander let out a long howl, swinging out the War Halberd, striking Wang Zhi who was fighting Li Weiyi, smashing him into the cliff wall, gravel continuously rolling down.
“Clang!”
Li Weiyi seized the opportunity, thrusting out a sword.
The sword like a streak of yellow light pierced through Wang Zhi’s chest, nailing his body firmly to the indented cliff wall.
“You… what exactly are you?”
Wang Zhi let out a shrill scream from his mouth, only feeling that the Yellow Dragon Sword was like a red-hot Iron Rod, penetrating his body, the pain heart-wrenching, burning his Soul Spirit into constant annihilation.
“Swish!”
Behind Li Weiyi, a Yin Wind blew over.
Yang Qingchan with disheveled hair appeared beside Li Weiyi, extending a slender and pale hand. Her five fingers pierced through Wang Zhi’s head, chanting incantations from her mouth, casting some Departed Spirit secret technique.
The next moment.
She seized the Departed Spirit inside Wang Zhi’s body, sucking its Soul Power bit by bit into her mouth and nose, with an extremely enjoying expression.
Departed Spirits of the Nether Realm of the Dead, especially Yin soul-type Departed Spirits, almost all cultivated the “Soul Devouring” technique.
“How could this be? The consciousness of that Departed Spirit inside Wang Zhi’s body has actually been mostly erased by him, its Soul Power quite weak. How did he do it? Was it that sword?”
Yang Qingchan looked with astonished eyes at the back of Li Weiyi who was sheathing his sword and leaving, while refining the Soul Power inside her body.
After being caught up by Li Weiyi, Yang Qingxi, Yang Qingchan, and the Yin Ghost Commander, Wang Shu knew he could not escape today, fighting while retreating, saying in a deep voice: “Li Weiyi, you are too foolish, haven’t you seen the situation clearly yet?”
“I am a Divine Son of the Divine Cult, yet those Great True Disciples and Elders see death and do not save, standing by and watching, don’t you wonder why.”
“They are waiting for you to kill me, committing a heinous crime, then swallow you alive, seizing the treasures on your body. The snipe and clam fight, the fisherman benefits.”
Wang Shu approached and sought help from the Heavenly Principle Hall Patrol Guards, but the Patrol Guards quickly retreated, showing no intention to protect him.
In the past, the Patrol Guards’ Martial Cultivators were quite close to him.
At this moment, Wang Shu finally saw the true face of his Master. If not for that old guy greeting them, how could the Patrol Guards act this way?
For benefits, disciples can also be sacrificed.
Li Weiyi had long noticed all this, but his heart was utterly unshaken. Having reached this point, both sides had formed a deadly enmity. If he let Wang Shu go, that would truly be releasing the tiger back to the mountain.
Once Wang Shu fully condensed his Dao Lotus, even if Li Weiyi hid back in Southern Clear Palace, he would definitely go to the ground, crazily retaliating against everyone close to Li Weiyi.
Wang Shu said: “You don’t think Southern Venerable will protect you, do you? These old guys of the Divine Cult are all selfish and greedy, ruthless in their methods. The so-called Master only sees your utility value, without any humanity.”
“Li Weiyi, give me a way to live, I swear I will not retaliate.”
How could Li Weiyi believe him, deliberately shouting righteously: “Wang Shu, don’t think your Master not saving you is selfishness and greed. The Deputy Hall Master is so wise, surely like us, long ago discovered your evil deeds, slaughtering fellow disciples, embezzling Divine Cult wealth…”
“Adding crime where none exists. Since you are so muddle-headed, there’s nothing more to say. If you want to kill me, you will pay a heavy price.”
From Wang Shu’s Zu Tian, six Bodhi Seeds flew out in succession.
Each Bodhi Seed was inscribed with over a hundred Scriptures, refined into Magic Tools.
The six sets of Scriptures and six Bodhi Seeds were of the same origin, a set of Magic Tools, totaling over eight hundred Scriptures.
If one could perfectly comprehend these Scriptures, controlling the power of the six Bodhi Seeds to the extreme, theoretically, it could unleash the power of an eighth-grade Hundred Character Artifact.
But the control difficulty was far greater than a single eighth-grade Hundred Character Artifact.
With Wang Shu’s current cultivation, he could only unleash a very small portion of their power.
Yang Qingxi said: “This set of Magic Tools is extremely precious, worth over a million Spring Coins, impossible for Wang Shu to possess, definitely obtained from the Secret Treasure Vault. Why not capture him alive first?”
“Don’t delude yourself! Do you really think Heavenly Principle Hall’s Patrol Guards are decorations? Would they give you a chance to capture him alive?”
“Either don’t do it, or do it thoroughly.”
Li Weiyi, the six Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors, Yang Qingxi, Yang Qingchan, Yin Ghost Commander, ten figures surrounded Wang Shu, and the six Bodhi Seeds could not block them.
Li Weiyi’s heart was very firm, not thinking about future troubles, nor like Yang Qingxi wanting to force out the location of Wang Shu’s Secret Treasure Vault.
Only one thought.
Slay Wang Shu, to eliminate future threats.
“Pfft!”
He flashed forward, one sword severing Wang Shu’s right arm from behind.
The Magic Tool Saber fell to the ground.
Blood erupted from Wang Shu’s shoulder, howling miserably, no longer able to effectively control the six Bodhi Seeds, stumbling in escape.
“Pfft!”
Yang Qingxi controlled the Yin Ghost Commander, swinging the War Halberd, cutting Wang Shu in half at the waist.
With a swish, she landed beside Wang Shu’s corpse, finger pointing out, probing his Zu Tian.
The true treasures were all hidden in the Zu Tian.
A Dao Seed Realm Martial Cultivator’s Zu Tian had a vast Inner World, but from outside, it appeared only the size of an acupoint, requiring careful probing to find.
The Inner World was like a bubble blown in the real world.
“Nothing in the Zu Tian surprisingly, inside the Boundary Bag… so many cultivation resources, Blood Crystals, Thousand Year Elixirs, Magic Tools, Spring Coins…”
Yang Qingxi took off Wang Shu’s Boundary Bag, giving Yang Qingchan an eye signal, telling her to quickly collect Wang Shu’s Magic Tool Saber and six Bodhi Seeds.
At this moment, Li Weiyi had no intention of competing with her for the resources, holding his sword gazing at the continuously approaching Patrol Guards.
“Rumble!”
Three hundred Patrol Guards, all Five Seas Realm Martial Cultivators.
They wore white Armor, riding Departed Spirit Soul Beast mounts, holding standard-issue Magic Tool Spears.
The Departed Spirit Soul Beast mounts charged madly, Earth Shaking and Mountain Swaying, surrounding Li Weiyi, Yang Qingxi, and Yang Qingchan.
With medium talent, decades of polishing, most Martial Cultivators could Open Seven Springs. As long as there were enough Five Seas Pills, large numbers of Five Seas Realm Martial Cultivators could be trained.
The Thousand Guards Commander “Yi Zhouxue” rode a seven-meter-long giant chicken-headed tiger-bodied Soul Beast, slowly walking out from the Patrol Guards, looking at Wang Shu’s two severed corpse sections on the ground, his face cold as ice, never having felt such heartache as today.
He very much wanted to act to save Wang Shu, but ultimately did not dare disobey his Master’s orders.
“Swish!”
Yi Zhouxue was a Great True Disciple, releasing his Dao Heart External Manifestation, turning into a thick cloud of Magic Energy white mist, suppressing onto Li Weiyi and the other two, pressing them immobile.
This was the strength of a Great True Disciple!
In any state of Lingxiao Life Realm, they were top-tier Strong Practitioners.
“Lock them up, bring them back to Heavenly Principle Hall.” Yi Zhouxue ordered.
“Haha!”
The laughter of Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun approached from far to near.
In an instant, the two appeared from Lingji Mountain’s mountain peak to below the mountain, their figures like two spinning wheels, riding wind and mist, far superior to Wang Shu.
“Thousand Guards Commander, the Divine Son being killed is a major case, it should be handled by our Ku Rong Hall.” Sikong Jingyuan said.
Yi Zhouxue sensed Dao Lotus aura fluctuations on Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun.
Clearly, these two Fifth Divine Sons, after training in the Nether Realm of the Dead, had cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds, stepping into Dao Seed Realm Fourth Heaven.
How could Yi Zhouxue not know their intentions, cupping fists in salute: “Two Divine Sons, the deceased is my Junior Disciple Brother, Heavenly Principle Hall and Patrol Guards absolutely will not let the culprit go, please give us face.”
Sikong Yanlun bluntly said: “Since it’s your Junior Disciple Brother, why did you hide earlier and not save him?”
Sikong Jingyuan smiled: “I heard that Li Weiyi say Wang Shu slaughtered many fellow disciples before death, there must be major cases involved here, Ku Rong Hall will definitely investigate to the bottom. So really sorry, can’t give this face!”
“Rewards and punishments enforcement is Ku Rong Hall’s duty.”
Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun shuttled between the Patrol Guards, walking into the central open ground, their gazes falling on the three suppressed by Yi Zhouxue’s Dao Heart External Manifestation.
The difference was, the slightly smiling Sikong Jingyuan stared fixedly at the six Strange Insects and Ghost Flag.
While Sikong Yanlun’s eyes burned hot, roaming over Yang Qingxi and Yang Qingchan.
Yi Zhouxue’s tone sank: “If we cannot capture the murderers, this Thousand Guards Commander fears he cannot return to report.”
“That’s your business!”
Sikong Yanlun spread his arms wide, condensing a demonic wheel between his hands, which after being struck out spun at extreme speed, Wind Force like knives, inch by inch grinding away Yi Zhouxue’s Dao Heart External Manifestation, intending to directly seize the people.
“Boom!”
Yi Zhouxue grunted deeply, thrusting out his spear, shattering the demonic wheel, turning it into a mass of yin cold mist.
The three hundred Patrol Guards uniformly raised their spears, activating the Armor on their bodies. Immediately, a Battle Formation condensed above their heads, dense Scriptures flying in the formation.
In an instant, both sides were at daggers drawn, the atmosphere tense and murderous.
“Stop!”
A young rebuke came from mid-air.
Everyone on the ground was shaken by the power contained in the voice, heads spinning and eyes blurring, staggering as if a divine thunder had exploded in their minds.
“Whoosh!”
The massive body of the Two-headed Golden-winged Eagle carried two figures, flying down from mid-air, wings stirring violent Wind Force.
