Chapter 582
by fanqienovelChapter 582: The Four Directions Village
Puff!
A massive head shot into the sky, blood gushing from the severed neck as it rolled a dozen steps away.
The head lay face up, its wide-open eyes still filled with shock.
A dignified Purple Palace cultivator had been beheaded by a single sword!
Yin Sùlán’s swordsmanship had reached an extraordinary level. This cultivator’s cultivation level was on par with Wang Chen’s, and despite being protected by the Spirit Light Shield, he lost his head in an instant.
As Wang Chen marveled quietly, he remained unaware of how fierce his senior sister truly was.
Just as the opponent fell to the ground, a massive wave of magical beasts surged in, roaring as they charged toward them.
These magical beasts had clearly been lured by this cultivator, and their intentions were unmistakable!
Not only that, but Wang Chen sensed the presence of other cultivators nearby with his divine sense.
This was a killing trap aimed at the two of them!
He suddenly spread his arms, the sleeves of his robe billowing as searing flames surged upward.
In the next moment, one Fire Crow appeared on each side, igniting in flames and spreading their burning wings, rushing toward the incoming horde of beasts with incredible speed.
Bang! Bang!
Several magical beasts at the front were the first to collide with the Fire Crows.
Countless fireballs burst open, instantly creating a massive net of fire that engulfed hundreds of magical beasts behind them.
Every fireball contained frightening power capable of melting gold and iron. Although the number of magical beasts was great, they were ultimately made of flesh and blood, suffering excruciating pain as they were scorched.
Some were burned to a crisp, some rolled on the ground desperately struggling, while others tried to continue their charge…
Only to be pierced by the flying sword that came from the air!
Wang Chen lifted his arms, and in an instant, he summoned two Fire Crows, with no more than three breaths between their appearances.
The most terrifying part was that his Fire Crows had already reached perfect mastery, deriving special destructive power; once these beasts were touched by the flames, they could not escape, only able to endure the immense pain as they burned through their fur, muscles, and even bones.
Even the powerful spirit beasts could not withstand the onslaught of the Fire Crows!
One wave of Fire Crows followed another, as the incoming magical beasts fell in bunches.
A strong smell of burning flesh quickly permeated the air.
Though a few magical beasts managed to evade Wang Chen’s counterattack and attempted to attack from different directions,
they could never move faster than Yin Sùlán’s flying sword.
Often, the sword light flashed, with the flying sword vanishing from sight, and one or more agile beasts were cut in half.
But it was unclear what motivated these magical beasts. Even with immense casualties, they continued to fight fiercely, roaring with blood-red eyes, pressing forward toward Wang Chen and Yin Sùlán.
Finally, the last magical beast fell beneath Yin Sùlán’s sword!
Yin Sùlán recalled her flying sword and exchanged a glance with Wang Chen.
Without needing words, they understood each other’s intentions.
At that moment, figures appeared around them, slowly forming an encirclement.
Before them stood the same group of gray-robed cultivators they had encountered earlier.
Not only had their numbers increased by four or five, but two additional Purple Palace cultivators had also joined them!
“Bitch!”
One of the Purple Palace cultivators shouted in anguish at Yin Sùlán, “Zhang has no quarrel with you. If you don’t wish to save him, why resort to such cruelty?”
Wang Chen couldn’t help but laugh.
Their acting was simply too poor!
Yin Sùlán sneered, “If you want to fight, then fight! Why waste time with all this nonsense?”
The Purple Palace cultivator immediately dropped his sorrowful expression and said with a sinister tone, “How much power do you have left? Do you think you can stand against our brothers from the Lingxiao Sect?”
“If you’re smart, hand over your storage bags and flying sword weapons as compensation, and I might spare your lives!”
“Since when did the Lingxiao Sect turn into a den of thieves?”
Yin Sùlán mocked. “I bet you’re just loose cultivators from the Four Directions Village.”
The Lingxiao Sect was one of the major cultivation sects in the Eastern Region. Though not as powerful as the West Sea Sect, its influence was vast.
However, the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect were numerous but uneven in quality, earning them a rather poor reputation.
Such actions were indeed something the Lingxiao Sect disciples might carry out!
Yet, while the other party’s words might fool some, they wouldn’t deceive the well-informed Yin Sùlán.
She boldly exposed their true identity.
The Four Directions Village was an organization of loose cultivators active between the West Sea Spiritual Realm and the Eastern Region, claiming to welcome cultivators from all directions. Its membership rivaled that of a large sect.
It was said that the leader of the Four Directions Village was a reclusive Yuan Ying loose cultivator!
The terms Nascent Soul true immortal and village leader seemed unrelated, but in a world with countless cultivators, oddities were bound to exist.
With the backing of a Nascent Soul true immortal, the Four Directions Village dared not provoke the West Sea Sect and could dominate within its own territory, conducting itself in a manner far worse than the Lingxiao Sect.
Moreover, conflicts frequently arose between the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect and the loose cultivators from the Four Directions Village, leading to a notably poor relationship. It was quite common for the latter to impersonate the former to carry out unscrupulous deeds.
As soon as Yin Sùlán finished speaking, the Purple Palace cultivator’s expression turned grave. “May I ask your esteemed names? What brings you to Mount Taiwu?”
In truth, he had no interest in knowing Yin Sùlán and Wang Chen’s names or their purpose.
News of the Biluotian secret realm’s imminent emergence at Mount Taiwu had already spread. Since the Four Directions Village’s territory bordered Mount Taiwu, it was impossible for them not to know.
In fact, a large number of loose cultivators from the Four Directions Village had been entering the mountains in recent days to seek opportunities.
They were just one of many teams.
Earlier, when they encountered Wang Chen and Yin Sùlán, they felt they couldn’t confidently take them down, so they retreated.
Afterward, they contacted another team and sent out a Purple Palace cultivator with beast-taming abilities to lure a large number of magical beasts, planning to first drain the two of their magical power before surrounding and eliminating them!
However, just as this plan began to unfold, the beast-taming Purple Palace cultivator was killed by a single sword strike from Yin Sùlán.
The loose cultivators were all stunned but unwilling to give up so easily, so they waited until the two had eliminated all the magical beasts before emerging.
While speaking, the Purple Palace cultivator subtly made a hand signal.
This was the signal to attack!
A killing intent instantly spread through the forest.
What no one expected was that at that moment, a massive tail suddenly appeared out of thin air and slammed down from above.
Two loose cultivators from the Four Directions Village couldn’t dodge in time and were instantly crushed into a pulp!
The magical armor they wore was as flimsy as paper, offering no defense whatsoever.
The next moment, a terrifying aura descended upon everyone.
“Golden Core Great Beast!”
Someone let out a blood-curdling scream.
It was as if the apocalypse had arrived!