Chapter 128
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Chapter 128: Cannon Heads-Up
Fang Lie’s anger burned like a volcano. Fearing those scoundrels might escape or change course, he simply activated both Explosion Qi Technique and Blood Ignition Technique, multiplying his magic power twentyfold!
All twentyfold magic poured into the golden wings on his back. The Divine Phoenix Wings erupted with terrifying speed, sending him streaking through the sky like blazing light.
Though diminished in power, these legendary wings still far surpassed any flying treasure of comparable rank. Fang Lie estimated his current speed exceeded Bai First Young Master’s group by at least five times – possibly even ten.
Soon sensing his prey within reach, Fang Lei activated Earth Eye Divine Skill to confirm their position, unwilling to overshoot. This caution proved wise – the fleeing group had made unexpected changes.
Earlier, Bai First Young Master’s group realized their uneven pace during flight. While Bai’s powerful treasures granted him blistering speed, others lagged behind – particularly two engineers whose mechanical beasts prioritized battle capabilities over velocity.
Unable to abandon his companions without becoming easy Spoils of War for other sects, Bai grudgingly matched the slowest members’ pace. Mid-flight, they suddenly recalled Fang Lie’s infamous speed from arena battles, where opponents consistently underestimated his Divine Phoenix Wings.
Calculating Fang Lie’s promised two-hour return against their sluggish progress, they feared being overtaken within hours. The group unanimously decided to hide rather than flee.
They discovered a narrow valley – barely ten miles long but plunging a thousand yards deep. Its shadowy floor, untouched by sunlight, offered perfect concealment. Bai First Young Master deployed third-tier magical Flag Gates to shroud the valley in illusions.
Confident their hiding spot could fool even Purple Palace realm cultivators, the group relaxed. Some explored the valley floor, uncovering multiple spirit herbs including a fifteen-century-old spirit ginseng weighing nine taels – a treasure worth tens of thousands of spirit stones.
As Bai pocketed the prize, none noticed Death approaching. Unaware of Fang Lie’s Earth Eye that rendered ground-based concealment useless, their elaborate preparations meant nothing. Through stone and illusion, Fang Lie witnessed Bai’s theft and his companions’ resentment.
Without hesitation, Fang Lie altered course toward the valley. Consumed by intense hatred, he saw no need for warnings.
Fang Lie turned his right hand and produced the Roaring Sky Cannon. Though the weapon measured only three feet long with the girth of a duck egg, it remained an undisputed instrument of destruction.
After brief consideration, Fang Lie chose not to expend his two special second-tier cannon shells. Instead, he loaded an ordinary second-tier shell that came complimentary with the weapon.
Hovering midair, Fang Lie revealed a vicious grin toward the oblivious group chatting below. He pointed the cannon at the gathered scoundrels and unleashed its power!
Protected by the illusion formation’s Flag Gate, the targets remained unaware of the killer above them, continuing their idle banter.
Without warning, thunderous detonation shook the sky. A white meteor descended with thunderous momentum, crashing toward earth!
The seated group froze in stunned paralysis.
Bai First Young Master proved why great family clans invest in their heirs. Reacting instinctively, he slashed upward with a Sword Ray from his left hand while crushing his waist-mounted jade token with his right.
The Sword Ray’s impact detonated the meteor into a hundred-yard-wide fireball that kept expanding, its downward force resembling a collapsing mountain.
As the jade token shattered, a ten-yard radius of protective earth-toned Divine Light enveloped Bai First Young Master and most companions. The explosion’s shockwave battered against the barrier but did not breach it.
Those outside the protective sphere fared worse – torn apart, incinerated, erased without trace. The valley itself transformed into a crater-pocked wasteland, cliff walls reduced to rubble.
When dust settled, Fang Lie observed six survivors standing in the pit’s center. Three of the original nine had vanished. The remaining six stared at flattened mountainsides, sweat-drenched and speechless.
Even Bai First Young Master wiped his brow, thinking: Had I hesitated slightly, I’d be dead now.
Fang Lie cheerfully called down: "Greetings! Did you miss me? I’ve brought you fine gifts!"
The survivors shuddered, mentally cursing: Is this a present or our funeral offering?
Bai First Young Master’s eyes locked on the unremarkable tube in Fang Lie’s grip. "The Roaring Sky Cannon? How?!"
"A gift from Boy in Gold," Fang Lie chuckled. "Quite satisfactory, wouldn’t you agree?"
"Gold Clan’s bastard whelp!" Bai First Young Master exploded. "That’s why he canceled last moment! Secretly arming our enemy! Treacherous snake! This isn’t over!"
The entourage paled realizing their predicament – if their leader had been betrayed, what hope had they?
Fang Lie savored the outrage. "Boy in Gold fears nothing – you won’t live to confront him." His voice turned lethal. "Choose your death."
"You think this ends here?" Bai First Young Master retorted. "My clan’s treasures match your cannon. Your ambush failed!"
"Then I’ll fire again. And again." Fang Lie shrugged. "My shells are plentiful. How many disposable treasures can you possess?"
Bai First Young Master’s confidence wavered. Each life-saving treasure proved exorbitantly rare – he carried but two remaining. Against Fang Lie’s multiple shells, the arithmetic favored destruction.
