Chapter 581

Chapter 581: Alliance

Home!

At this moment, a thought buried deep within Wang Chen’s heart quietly surfaced.

It was the yearning he had day and night when he first crossed over to this world—the desire to return to his own world.

Yet, as time passed, this impossible dream had gradually faded from Wang Chen’s memory.

He was becoming more and more accustomed to this new world.

However, at this very moment, Wang Chen realized that the thought of going home had never truly disappeared!

He smiled wryly and shook his head.

Beside him, Yin Sùlán keenly sensed something unusual and turned to ask, "What’s wrong?"

Wang Chen snapped back to reality and quickly replied, "It’s nothing."

The next moment, his gaze sharpened. "Be careful!"

Before Wang Chen’s words had fully left his mouth, a dark shadow burst from the nearby trees, lunging towards Yin Sùlán with lightning speed.

It was a sleek black panther!

This magical beast clearly possessed a strong hiding ability, managing to evade both Wang Chen and Yin Sùlán’s keen senses.

But once it moved, it revealed itself.

Yin Sùlán, though startled, remained composed. She let out a cold snort and thrust her sword finger at the charging panther.

Swish!

A brilliant sword energy instantly crossed several dozen steps of space, piercing the magical beast’s head without hesitation and creating a large hole that went straight through its toughest skull.

The panther immediately fell from the air, sliding for a distance before coming to a halt in front of Yin Sùlán.

It was dead.

"Foolish creature!"

Yin Sùlán scoffed, "A mere spirit beast dares to ambush us."

In truth, spirit beasts were equivalent to those at the Purple Palace level and possessed a significant level of intelligence, but to her, they were little more than ordinary wild beasts.

Such was the confidence of a sword cultivator!

"Roar~"

However, the subsequent roars from magical beasts coming from all directions darkened Yin Sùlán’s expression.

It was as if she and Wang Chen had stumbled into a beast nest!

The appearance of these magical beasts came without any warning, as if the earlier killing had stirred the beast horde hiding in the forest. They closed in on Wang Chen and Yin Sùlán from all sides.

These magical beasts did not attack immediately but circled around, growling and roaring in a display of intimidation.

The psychological pressure they created grew heavier and heavier.

Such a scene was truly terrifying; for weaker-willed cultivators, it could easily lead to a breakdown.

But whether it was Wang Chen or Yin Sùlán, both were cultivators with unyielding willpower.

The intimidation tactics of the magical beasts had no effect on the two.

“Lightning come!”

Wang Chen was the first to strike. His divine sense detection picked up a group of magical beasts that had just entered his magical attack range, prompting him to unleash the Sky Thunder without hesitation.

As soon as he uttered the command, bolts of destructive lightning rained down from the trees above, blanketing a large area of the underbrush and sending the creeping magical beasts into a frenzy of wild jumps.

They were truly bouncing around!

This group of beasts was led by three spirit beasts, with the rest being transformed beasts—powerful creatures with leopard-like bodies, wolf heads, and tiger tails, all covered in thick fur and armed with sharp claws.

Under the relentless assault of the Sky Thunder, several spirit beasts howled in agony, while the ordinary magical beasts were either instantly killed or sent leaping into the air before collapsing to the ground, twitching briefly before succumbing to death.

Some were even reduced to charred remains!

Their ambush had turned into a farce.

Well done!

Yin Sùlán, who had just summoned her flying sword, gave Wang Chen an approving glance.

She had indeed chosen the right person.

Wang Chen’s mastery of the Sky Thunder, both in precision and power, surpassed that of many seasoned disciples who practiced this technique.

The clearing effect was remarkable!

However, Yin Sùlán still underestimated Wang Chen’s capabilities.

After the initial barrage of lightning, Wang Chen’s magical energy continued to surge forward, with bolt after bolt of thunder following in rapid succession, sweeping through the dense forest and underbrush.

The dazzling lightning flashed incessantly, and the aura of destruction rippled through the mountains and forests, revealing the lurking magical beasts, which were then engulfed by the thunder.

Wang Chen formed a spell with his hands, and purple lightning flickered in his otherwise dark eyes. His robe billowed without wind, rustling loudly.

One after another, the ferocious magical beasts fell beneath his spells!

Yin Sùlán paused briefly, then took a deep breath, her eyes sharpening with determination.

Wang Chen, as the youngest disciple under Changhe Zhenren, had displayed such intense battle intent; how could she, as the senior sister and a sword cultivator, stand idly by and reap the rewards?

In the next moment, countless streaks of sword light joined the lightning.

Yin Sùlán’s flying sword moved with incredible speed, darting like a streak of light through the forest.

Its swiftness created strange afterimages, weaving a dense web of swords in mere moments!

No magical beast, whether transformed or spirit, could withstand the sword light.

Their thick hides were effortlessly sliced open, bones and flesh separated, limbs severed, and heads sent tumbling, while shrill cries echoed like a symphony from hell!

The overwhelming smell of blood could not mask the cold killing intent, and the sword cultivator’s ferocity was on full display.

Yin Sùlán was strikingly beautiful and utterly ruthless, a rare figure among female cultivators.

Wang Chen was witnessing the most genuine side of his senior sister.

Initially, they fought separately, but as time passed, their coordination grew seamless.

Wang Chen used the Sky Thunder to clear out the low-level magical beasts while targeting the spirit beasts.

Yin Sùlán controlled her flying sword to reap the rewards of victory.

This strategy not only conserved their magical energy but also significantly increased their combat efficiency.

The magical beasts charged in waves, falling like wheat before a scythe.

Countless lives were claimed, and the ground, littered with fallen leaves, was soaked in bright red blood. The brutal deaths forced the enraged magical beasts to regain their senses.

They let out anguished cries of fury and despair, tucking their tails as they fled in all directions, quickly disappearing into the vast forest.

Wang Chen and Yin Sùlán did not pursue.

They were not here to slay demons; if the magical beasts hadn’t sought their own deaths, they wouldn’t have bothered.

There was no time to waste on a hunt.

“Help!”

Just as Wang Chen and Yin Sùlán prepared to continue their search, a panicked cry rang out from nearby.

A cultivator burst out from the trees, his face filled with terror as he rushed toward them!

But what awaited him was not rescue or aid, but a gleaming sword energy!

The pleading cultivator froze in fear, abruptly halting his escape and raising his hand to slap a talisman on himself.

Unfortunately, his action was a moment too slow.

As the talisman was about to activate, Yin Sùlán’s flying sword had already sliced through his protective armor!