Zhang Feifan, Hua Wudao’s former disciple, was stunned as he watched the battle nearby. He thought this move would force Hua Wudao and Leng Luo into desperate straits even if they could not kill those two. At that time, the Evil Sky Pavilion disciples would be drawn out. He did not expect Fang Wenxian to suffer a crushing defeat by Leng Luo’s hand before he could even do anything.
Zhang Feifan’s lips trembled. He looked at Fang Wenxian, who was lying in the pit, and ran over. “Grand Elder!” It was as though he had forgotten about Leng Luo, who was standing above Fang Wenxian.
Leng Luo looked down coldly from his perch in midair with his hands on his back. Technically speaking, nobody in the Evil Sky Pavilion could be as merciless as Leng Luo.
The Yun Sect’s Grand Elder, Fang Wenxian, could not even retaliate under the barrage of attacks before he was defeated. It was unclear if he would be able to survive this.
Zhang Feifan propped him up as best he could.
Fang Weixian spat out a mouthful of blood. Under the moonlight, his blood stained the ground a dazzling red. His lips trembled as he grabbed Zhang Feifan’s right arm. His hand that was stained with blood left a bloody imprint on Zhang Feifan’s arms. Zhang Feifan’s sleeve was forcibly torn away. At this moment, his head lolled to the side after he breathed his last breath.
‘He’s dead?!’ Zhang Feifan widened his eyes.
“The Grand Elder is dead! Grand Elder!”
The other ten elders did not expect Leng Luo to be this powerful. They struggled to sit up straight, fearfully looking at Leng Luo.
Leng Luo was pressing on his chest to subdue the pain. He seemed strained from the effort.
The ten elders were not in much better shapes themselves. At the moment they were sent flying by Hua Wudao’s Six Compatible Seal, they all sustained varying degrees of injuries. When Fang Wenxian died, the ten of them were flustered. They gathered toward the center with their backs against each other as they formed an outward-facing circle. They looked up at Leng Luo and Hua Wudao.
Whoosh!
At the point where the moon shone the brightest, a thick and powerful arrow whistled loudly as it sailed in the air.
The energy arrow penetrated one of the elders who merely possessed a Three-leaf cultivation base. It pierced his body and his heart. He glared and instinctively made to catch the energy arrow. As he clenched his fist, the energy arrow dispersed.
“Fifth Elder!” The other nine elders exclaimed in shock.
A bloody hole the size of a duck’s egg could be seen on the fifth elder’s chest. With a wound like that on his vital organ, he was beyond help.
The fifth elder’s eyes widened in shock as he looked in the direction of the Evil Sky Pavilion and fell on his back.
The nine Elders wanted to catch him, but Hua Wudao was walking toward them.
Hua Wudao sighed and shook his head. “I’ve warned you before… With your abilities, you can’t even take me down. How can you even think about destroying the Evil Sky Pavilion?”
“You… y-you…”
“Zhang Feifan!” Hua Wudao barked.
Zhang Feifan shuddered. He sprinted toward the forest.
“Rascal. Running away?!” Hua Wudao leaped. He jumped over the heads of the nine injured elders and flew toward his former disciple, Zhang Feifan.
The nine elders wanted to stop him, but Leng Luo turned around and faced them. The nine of them instinctively took a step forward as though they were facing a fierce monster.
Hua Wudao flew at top speed.
Zhang Feifan used everything in his arsenal to escape. It was as though his life depended on this.
When he saw his rascal of a disciple running this quickly, Hua Wudao was enraged. He shouted, “I’ll clear the sect of you today!”
Swoosh!
When Hua Wudao was almost on Zhang Feifan, shining golden talismans with dense and rich energy flew toward him.
Bam!
The instant Hua Wudao activated his Six Compatible Seal, the scripts were kept at bay.
A huge flying chariot emerged slowly from the forest before him.
A black mass of cultivators was escorting the huge flying chariot. Under the moonlight, the aura of this group seemed peculiar.
“The Celestial Masters Sect?” Hua Wudao stopped chasing after Zhang Feifan. He looked at the huge flying chariot as he hovered in midair.
A quiet voice rang from the flying chariot. “According to the agreement of the Fiend Extermination Alliance, the Celestial Masters Sect should jump in when Leng Luo appears. Hua Wudao, your opponents are the Yun Sect’s ten elders.”
Hua Wudao understood what this meant. The Fiend Extermination Alliance had allotted their targets to the different factions. It was no wonder only the ten elders of the Yun Sect showed up when he appeared. He said, “Daoist Master Jue Yuan? Since the Celestial Masters Sect is here, where are the remaining six great sects?” As he spoke, he cast his gaze into the distance in an attempt to locate the other sects.
Within the huge flying chariot, Jue Yuan did not answer Hua Wudao. Instead, he looked at Leng Luo who was hovering nearby. With a deep voice, he said, “Leng Luo, I’ve always treasured my friendship with the Yun Sect. Now that you killed Fang Wenxian, I can no longer sit back and not do anything.”
A piece of paper flew out of the flying chariot. Strange symbols were written on the paper. Against the moonlight, they ignited without warning. With a blinding golden light, they formed an energy seal.
Hua Wudao would never allow this energy seal to get past him. He turned at once, folded his palms, and allowed his Primal Qi to surge.
Boom!
The script energy seal struck Hua Wudao’s Six Compatible Seal. The intense collision of energies made Hua Wudao take several steps backward. Shortly after, scripts of energy seals flew at him in rapid succession.
When Leng Luo saw this, he said, “Stand back.”
There was a flurry of movement.
In truth, Leng Luo’s method of crushing Fang Wenxian with all his strength was not sustainable. From the beginning until the end, Fang Wenxian was eliminated before he could unleash his skills. He could not maintain this level of power forever. The appearance of the Celestial Masters Sect left them no choice but to retreat.
“You won’t be going anywhere!” Someone emerged from the top of the flying chariot with his hands on his back. His gaze was sharp and cold. It complemented the sneer on his face. He shot into the air. Behind his back, he flipped his hands several times, and talismans appeared between his fingers. The talismans shot toward Hua Wudao’s Six Compatible Seal like bullets.
Hua Wudao could sense how formidable this opponent was. This was Sect Master of the Celestial Masters Sect, Jue Yuan. His cultivation base was unfathomable. He immediately activated his Primal Qi and raised the Six Compatible Seal to its highest level. The nine scripts spun and merged as one.
Daoist Master Jue Yuan scoffed and struck with both his palms. Several talismans burst forth with power and formed a cone-shaped attack.
Bam!
With the point of collision as the center, a vertical ripple spread out.
Boom!
A ravine appeared on the ground.
Hua Wudao was sent reeling from the impact. His Six Compatible Seal had been shattered!
Both opponents faced each other from afar.
Daoist Master Jue Yuan placed his hands on his back and said in a deep voice as he hovered in the air, “The Six Compatible Seal originated from the Daoist sect to begin with… Indeed, it took me some time to break this seal, but it’s not unbreakable.”
“You came prepared?” There seemed to be flames in Hua Wudao’s eyes. Since he could come up with such a powerful defense, the others could naturally think of a way to counter his skills.
The Six Compatible Seal had Daoist roots to begin with and so did the Celestial Masters Sect. Talisman seals were their specialty. It could attach to shield-type Daoist seals and corrode them.
“Yes, I’ve come prepared.” At this juncture, there was no need to beat around the bush.
Hua Wudao shook his head. “Jue Yuan, you’ve grown much more shameless now.”
“I’m merely meting out justice on behalf of the heavens… The Celestial Masters Sect’s Grand Elder, Zhang Daoran, lost his life to Yu Shangrong. Zhang Yunshan died under Bai Yuqing’s hands, he’s one of Yu Zhenghai’s protectors… It’s the law of nature to repay a life with a life. Moreover, the Fiend Path is getting out of hand, and everyone has a responsibility to persecute it,” Jue Yuan said self-righteously.
“Shouldn’t a man who’s supposed to die be killed?”
“Hua Wudao, you’ve fallen into the Fiend Path. You’re beyond help!” Jue Yuan said as he shot out.
Whoosh!
At this moment, energy arrows were fired from the top of the Evil Sky Pavilion again.
Alongside the energy arrows, there were also the disciples of the Evil Sky Pavilion; Zhu Honggong, Zhao Yue, Duanmu Sheng, and Little Yuan’er.
Leng Luo glanced at the forest in the distance and said in a deep voice, “Jue Yuan, you rejoiced too soon!”
Leng Luo’s body began to fade out of focus.
A 100-foot avatar advanced.
A glaring light flashed in the forest in the distance.
Figures were hovering under a huge tree. When he saw this, Leng Luo recalled his avatar and shouted, “Begone!”
Leng Luo was everywhere. He was an Eight-leaf cultivator, after all. He was not someone whom Seven-leaf cultivators could hope to compare to. With a terrifying speed, he brought Hua Wudao away.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The energy arrows collided with the rapidly launched script energy seals. It was as if fireworks were being launched into the air.
“What a skilled Godly Archer!” Jue Yuan was slightly annoyed.
Hua Yuexing’s energy arrows seemed to be shot in a frenzy. It rained down on Jue Yuan ceaselessly, cutting off his attacks.
Jue Yuan turned and said, “What are you waiting for?!”
From among the trees, a brighter and more powerful energy arrow shot toward the Evil Sky Pavilion.
“Hua Yuexing, look out!”
There was a more powerful Godly Archer in the forest!
Hua Yuexing stood atop the Evil Sky Pavilion. When she saw the incoming energy arrow, she was momentarily stunned. She had been focusing on Hua Wudao and did all she could to ensure his safety. She did not expect there to be such a powerful Godly Archer here. Who was it? Her heart sank. “This is bad!”
The energy arrow was too powerful and fast!
Hua Yuexing closed her eyes.
Bam!
Just when Hua Yuexing thought she would die, she suddenly felt herself being picked up by someone else. She opened her eyes at once. What she saw was a faint bluish shield before herself. The Evil Sky Pavilion’s Master, Lu Zhou, wielded the shield in his right hand. His left hand was holding her shoulder as they descended slowly. “Ppavilion Master?”
Lu Zhou flipped his hand. The shield disappeared.
The two of them were standing before the great hall in darkness. Their enemies could no longer see them.
Lu Zhou placed Hua Yuexing down. He said, “There’s no need to be afraid.”