Chapter 872
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Figures were blasted dozens of miles away. The terrifying force erupted so swiftly that no one had time to react. Even some Tian Gang and Yuan Fu realm martial artists who were closer were directly caught in the blast, their bodies reduced to powder.
“Master!”
“Ye Wushuang!”
“Shuang’er!”
Hysterical shouts rang out. Everyone was in a panic. Liu Chuantian was dead. The turmoil in the capital should have ended. But now… a new crisis had arrived in an instant. No one could believe it!
And at that moment, above the dark clouds, a large expanse of dense clouds was torn apart. There, a massive spiritual beast with wings spanning a hundred zhang descended. “A top-tier fourth-rank spiritual beast—Golden-eyed Jade Eagle!” someone who saw the enormous creature trembled as they spoke. A top-tier fourth-rank spiritual beast was equivalent to the peak of the Myriad Methods realm. If such a beast were to rampage through the capital, it would be a disaster, not to mention trying to subdue it.
But at this moment, on the body of the Golden-eyed Jade Eagle, figures stood. Soon after, more dense clouds were torn apart, and more Golden-eyed Jade Eagles emerged, nine in total. With wings spanning a hundred zhang and a faint golden glow emanating from their feathers, they exuded a sharp and terrifying aura. On the central Golden-eyed Jade Eagle, a figure stood on the head of the beast, coldly overlooking the land below.
“Sheng Dan Sect, Sheng Xuan!” Yun Xingjian’s face trembled at the sight. A true Guiyuan realm powerhouse had arrived! However, before everyone could digest their shock and fear, in another direction, the dark clouds were torn apart once more. A flying warship pierced through the clouds, its sharp light flashing as it appeared. The ship was three hundred zhang long and as tall as a nine-story building. At the top of the flagpole in the center of the ship, a banner stood. “Tian Ji Mansion!” someone’s face turned pale as they fell to the ground. Yun Xingjian’s face turned ashen. “Tian Ji Mansion, Ling Han.” This was also a true Guiyuan realm invincible figure. Just as Liu Chuantian had said, the strongest from the Tian Ji Mansion and Sheng Dan Sect had arrived. But no one had expected it to happen so quickly!
*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…*
At this moment, martial artists dressed in the robes of the Tian Ji Mansion and Sheng Dan Sect descended from the flying warship and the backs of the Golden-eyed Jade Eagles, standing ten zhang above the ground, glaring down at everyone present. It seemed that anyone who dared to act out of line would be immediately slain. No one doubted that these people could slaughter them all! After all, these Tian Ji Mansion and Sheng Dan Sect powerhouses were all at the Myriad Methods and Tian Gang realms. Even more, several figures exuded an aura that was stronger than Liu Chuantian’s. The Guiyuan realm figures from the two major Qingzhou powers had arrived, and there was more than one!
All this, just to kill Ye Wushuang!
“Liu Chuantian is dead?”
Sheng Xuan, dressed in a pure white Dan Sect robe, stood on the head of the Golden-eyed Jade Eagle, raindrops unable to touch him, his hands behind his back, exuding an air of supreme authority. “Dead is dead…” Ling Han, the head of the Ling Han Mansion, said indifferently, “He was just a self-important fellow anyway!”
“Back in the day, when Liu Chuantian approached us for cooperation, I already thought that this man was cunning and treacherous. He was never going to be any good!”
Hearing this, everyone was stunned. It turned out that it was Liu Chuantian who had sought cooperation with the Tian Ji Mansion and Sheng Dan Sect back then! In the ruins, Yun Xingjian, Qing Tianwen, Ye Yunzhe, and others, who had been hit by the shockwave of the attack, were now very pale. After a hard-fought battle, they had thought it was over. Who would have thought that this… was probably just the beginning?
“Ye Wushuang!”
At that moment, amidst the pockmarked ruins, with raindrops splashing on the muddy ground, a shout suddenly rang out. Qing Shiyu, holding the Nine Palaces Spiritual Sword, stood in the ruins, shouting hoarsely. But there was no response. No one could sense Ye Wushuang’s presence, but even if he was dead, his body… was nowhere to be found.
Elder Sheng Xuan said indifferently, “After taking my attack, he couldn’t have survived.” His eyes flickered as he stared at Qing Shiyu. “Hm?” The next moment, Elder Sheng Xuan’s expression froze.
