Chapter 830
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Chì Yuān’s colossal form swelled to a hundred zhang, a behemoth of unimaginable scale. His eight wings, symbols of his power, unfurled like dark storm clouds, casting long shadows over the land. With a single, mighty flap, those wings conjured a hurricane, a tempest so fierce it howled like a thousand banshees, tearing through the air with unstoppable force.
“Huh?” The leader on the left side’s face paled, his eyes widening in shock. “This beast is not at the early Wàn Fǎ realm!” he exclaimed, his voice trembling with disbelief.
The leader on the right side’s expression also transformed dramatically, his eyes narrowing to slits. “This is not the early Wàn Fǎ realm,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. “This is the peak of the Wàn Fǎ realm.”
Boom, boom, boom… The hurricane unleashed by Chì Yuān’s wings was a force of nature, tearing apart the surrounding trees and rocks as if they were mere twigs and pebbles. The very earth seemed to shudder under its might.
And then, one by one, the Tīangāng realm warriors, their bodies utterly at the mercy of the hurricane, were lifted into the air like leaves caught in a gale. They struggled, their limbs flailing, but the hurricane’s grip was unyielding.
Yè Wúshuāng and Qīng Shīyǔ, their eyes gleaming with determination, drew their swords and leaped into the air. Under the immense pressure and destruction of Chì Yuān, the Tīangāng realm warriors, now suspended in mid-air, were like fish in a barrel, easy targets for the two swordsmen.
At this moment, the two leaders of the Wàn Fǎ realm, who were on either side, could not sit idly by. “Attack!” they roared in unison, their voices filled with a mix of anger and desperation. The two of them, along with ten other Wàn Fǎ realm warriors, charged towards Chì Yuān, their weapons gleaming with deadly intent.
However, Chì Yuān, nourished by three dragon’s tongue orchids, had recovered its centuries-old loss of vital energy in just three days. Without even opening all ten wings, it was already at the peak of the Wàn Fǎ realm. Wàn Fǎ realm level seven? How could they possibly be a match!
“Roar!!!” The roar that tore from Chì Yuān’s throat was a symphony of fury, a sound that shook the very heavens and earth. His fury was palpable, a storm of rage that threatened to consume everything in its path. These people had dared to attack Lord Yè. They would pay the ultimate price.
Then… not a single one would be spared.
At this moment, Yún Xīngjiàn also joined forces with Chì Yuān, his eyes gleaming with a fierce determination. Together, they attacked the Wàn Fǎ realm warriors, their combined might a force to be reckoned with.
Yè Wúshuāng and Qīng Shīyǔ continued to slay the Tīangāng realm warriors, one by one. Even though these people were at the fourth to ninth levels of the Tīangāng realm, their strength could not be unleashed. They were tightly suppressed by Chì Yuān, making it impossible for them to fight back. Boom, boom, boom… One by one, the Tīangāng realm warriors’ bodies exploded, their vital energy being absorbed by the hurricane.
Qiányuán Ding, located inside the Jiǔzhòng Zhènshén Tǎ, was overjoyed this time. The vital energy of these warriors brought it great benefits, nourishing it in ways it had not felt in centuries.
“Ah…” At this moment, a Wàn Fǎ realm level three warrior was slain by Yún Xīngjiàn. “Great!” Yún Xīngjiàn couldn’t help but laugh heartily, his voice echoing through the battlefield. He was still at the Wàn Fǎ realm level three. It was almost impossible to slay an opponent at the same level, and his opponent’s strength was even stronger than his. But with Chì Yuān’s help, he easily slew his opponent.
The two leaders were also stunned at this moment. The intelligence was completely wrong. The beast by Yè Wúshuāng’s side was not at the early Wàn Fǎ realm, but at the peak of the Wàn Fǎ realm. Without the Guīyuán realm, who could kill Yè Wúshuāng?
However, the Guīyuán realm was the pinnacle of strength within the Seven Great Sects of the Qingzhou Continent. Was it really necessary to deploy a Guīyuán realm powerhouse just to kill a Tīangāng realm warrior? It was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut! No one expected that the nut had turned into a phoenix! The sledgehammer couldn’t even make a dent!
“Retreat!” The two leading men made a decisive decision, their voices filled with urgency. But how could Chì Yuān let them retreat? Those who came to kill Lord Yè must not be allowed to escape!
“Roar!!!” With a roar, a terrifying hurricane swept across an area of dozens of miles, forming a wall of wind that blocked everyone from leaving. The hurricane’s power was absolute, a barrier that none could pass.
And then, with a single breath from Chì Yuān, scorching flames poured out. He carefully controlled the flames, fearing that they might harm Yè Wúshuāng and the others. But those Wàn Fǎ realm and Tīangāng realm assassins were not so fortunate. “Ah…” Screams of agony echoed continuously, filling the air with their horror. One by one, bodies fell to the ground, their charred remains testament to the fury of Chì Yuān’s attack.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the battlefield was littered with the fallen. Boom, boom… The two leading Wàn Fǎ realm level seven warriors fell to the ground, their limbs torn apart by the hurricane, leaving only their torsos to collapse onto the earth. The other Wàn Fǎ realm and Tīangāng realm warriors were mercilessly slain, their deaths gruesome.
Yè Wúshuāng, Qīng Shīyǔ, Chǔ Qīngchéng, and Yún Xīngjiàn gathered in front of the two fallen leaders. With their swords, they lifted the veils from the two men’s faces. Yún Xīngjiàn couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment, “It’s you.”
“Do you recognize them?” Yè Wúshuāng asked, his voice cold and steady.
Yún Xīngjiàn nodded and said, “I met him once in the past. He is Jiāng Míngyīng from Tàiqīng Palace!”
“He is also the son of Jiāng Tài Yuán, one of the five palace masters of Tàiqīng Palace!” Yè Wúshuāng added, his eyes narrowing.
At this moment, Jiāng Míngyīng, his body covered in blood and froth gushing from his mouth, glared at Yè Wúshuāng and roared, “Yè Wúshuāng, you will surely die, you will surely die.”
Yè Wúshuāng replied coldly, “I thought it was someone from Tiānjī Mansion or Shèngdān Sect.”
“Do you think they didn’t send people to intercept you? You were just lucky enough not to run into them,” Jiāng Míngyīng screamed, his voice filled with hatred. “You killed my beloved disciple. Tàiqīng Palace will definitely make you pay with your life!”
Beloved disciple? Who was it?
