Boom! Boom!
The three sword cultivators from the Guiyi Sword Sect didn't engage the Saint of the Desolate Soul Hall and his group directly. Instead, they stood their ground, holding up a protective barrier with their sword qi, feeling utterly stifled.
They were terrified that if they committed to a fight, someone would seize the opportunity to harm Zhu Wuneng.
“Xiao Huihui, what do we do? I’m so useless,” Zhu Wuneng said urgently as he watched the battle. His Great Sect Master and the others were being besieged and bullied, yet he was powerless to help.
Xiao Huihui looked equally worried. After all, there were simply too many people surrounding them.
Suddenly, her eyes flickered. She remembered how Zhu Wuneng had poisoned countless Gu worms and cultivators back in the Southern Frontier. She immediately flapped her wings, signaling for Zhu Wuneng to release his poison!
As for whether they would poison their own people, it shouldn’t be an issue. Everyone in their group had taken detoxification pills before coming in—top-grade ones at that!
“Don’t be afraid, Xiao Huihui...” Zhu Wuneng hurriedly tried to comfort her when he saw her flapping her wings.
Xiao Huihui froze. What the hell am I afraid of? I’m telling you to release the poison!
However, Zhu Wuneng completely failed to understand what she meant.
“You stupid pig head! I’m telling you to release the poison! Release the poison!” Suddenly, a crisp, urgent voice rang out inside Zhu Wuneng’s mind.
“Who’s there?!” Zhu Wuneng jumped in fright.
“It’s me, Xiao Huihui...”
“Huh? Xiao Huihui, you’re a female bird?!” Zhu Wuneng stared at her in shock. Xiao Huihui rolled her eyes.
“You stupid pig head, is that really what you should be focusing on right now?”
“Oh... oh... right...” Zhu Wuneng stammered. “But I only have some low-grade poisons in my storage bag. Will they even work?”
“Just try it!” Xiao Huihui wasn't sure either.
Zhu Wuneng quickly pulled out the poisons from his storage bag, crushing them one by one. He planned to scatter them the moment anyone broke through the barrier.
Boom! Boom!
Old Turtle held up a green protective barrier, shielding Big Yellow and Huang Tianbao. Outside the barrier, the Soul Transformation stage cultivators of the Beast Taming Sect were attacking frantically.
Wang Defa and Fu Chen were surrounded and couldn't spare a moment to help them.
“Holy crap... this is looking pretty dangerous!” Big Yellow said anxiously as he watched the attacks. In their current situation, they couldn't even run.
“It’s all my fault. If it weren't for me, your cultivation wouldn't have been sealed,” Huang Tianbao said, filled with self-reproach.
“Old Third, what does this have to do with you? It’s these people who want to kill us!” Big Yellow patted Huang Tianbao with a paw to comfort him.
“Exactly! Third Sect Master, this has nothing to do with you!” Old Turtle chimed in.
Slap!
At that moment, Big Yellow pulled a handful of spiritual energy recovery pills from his storage bag and shoved them into Old Turtle’s mouth.
“Gack!” Old Turtle’s eyes rolled back as he nearly choked.
“Sec... Second Sect Master, I’m going to freaking choke to death!” Old Turtle craned his neck and forced the pills down, grumbling.
However, his spiritual energy was instantly restored, and the spiritual shield became as solid as ever.
Seeing the choking Old Turtle, Big Yellow felt a bit embarrassed. “Oh... sorry about that. Can you still hold on?”
“Don't you worry, Sect Masters. I'm not bragging, but as long as I have enough spiritual energy, my defense is peerless...” Old Turtle said proudly.
“Then how did you get captured?” Huang Tianbao asked, confused.
“Uh, well... why bring that up? That was an accident!” Old Turtle said awkwardly. In truth, he had been captured because his spiritual energy had run out.
Just as he finished speaking, deafening beast roars erupted outside the barrier.
The Saint of the Beast Taming Sect had a twisted expression, his eyes filled with madness. He stared at the stubborn light-green shield and roared through gritted teeth, “Break it! Everyone, give it everything you’ve got! I refuse to believe we can’t break this turtle shell!”
With that, he opened his spirit beast bag and released a swarm of Gnawing Ants. Following his lead, every cultivator from the Beast Taming Sect released a spirit beast to join the assault on the shield.
Rumble!
With every collision, the light of the shield dimmed significantly. Old Turtle looked up at the overwhelming wave of attacks, especially the damage the Gnawing Beasts were doing to the barrier.
His expression changed drastically, and his heart sank. He shouted in alarm, “Not good! This wave is too intense! The shield won't hold much longer!”
Not far away, Wang Defa, Fu Chen, and the others immediately noticed the crisis. Seeing the swaying green shield, their eyes turned bloodshot with anxiety.
The Great Sect Master had repeatedly told them to protect the Second and Third Sect Masters at all costs. If something happened to them, how could they face the Great Sect Master?
“Die!!” Fu Chen’s eyes were nearly splitting as he slammed his Thunderclap Brick, wrapped in massive spiritual energy, into the Soul Transformation stage cultivator hounding him.
The moment he knocked his opponent back, he tried to rush toward Old Turtle. However, he was instantly surrounded again by a swarm of cultivators.
Various techniques flooded the area, blocking his path completely and making it impossible to break through the encirclement.
On the other side, Wang Defa’s hands moved in a blur of seals, causing the eight-trigram disk to erupt with a blinding light. The patterns on the disk spun rapidly, releasing a vast wave of spiritual energy that forced back the enemies surrounding him.
Just as he was about to charge toward Big Yellow and the others, a massive explosion shook the heavens. The shockwave was so powerful that even the villa's protective array began to tremble.
The shield held up by Old Turtle shattered violently. Old Turtle, Big Yellow, and Huang Tianbao were all sent flying by the blast.
As Big Yellow was thrown back, his aura began to skyrocket. His cultivation was restored, and it even went a step further, reaching the peak Soul Transformation stage.
Huang Tianbao, however, was struck by the shockwave so hard that blood began to pour from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.
Pfft!
Huang Tianbao spat out a mouthful of blood and went limp, his breath vanishing.
“Old Third!” Big Yellow turned pale with fright. He blurred into motion, rushing over to catch Huang Tianbao.
Lu Ming, noticing the situation, ignored all attacks and charged over with reckless abandon!
“Old Third!” Wang Defa and the others were also horrified, rushing over regardless of the danger.
Looking at the lifeless Huang Tianbao, Lu Ming’s eyes turned a terrifying shade of red. He whipped his head around to glare at the Crown Prince and his forces.
“You all... deserve to die!” Lu Ming roared through gritted teeth.
The Crown Prince and the others found the reaction a bit strange. Was it really necessary to go this far over the death of a single Foundation Establishment stage cultivator?
The Crown Prince gave a cold snort and continued to bark orders.
Lu Ming’s eyes were blood-red as he began to frantically circulate the energy in his dantian. In an instant, an eerie vortex appeared above his head.
Then, everyone discovered to their horror that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was rushing madly into Lu Ming’s body. Even the spiritual energy inside their own bodies was being sucked out uncontrollably.
This scene instantly struck terror into the hearts of everyone present. They stared at Lu Ming in horror, quickly trying to circulate their own energy to resist the suction.
“A demonic cultivator... He’s a demonic cultivator... No, a demon monkey... He’s a demon monkey!” the Crown Prince cried out in terror.
This technique was too bizarre; it could actually absorb the spiritual energy of others!
Wang Defa and the others looked at the red-eyed Lu Ming with deep concern. Had the Great Sect Master fallen into a demonic state?
At that moment, because of the massive amount of spiritual energy flooding into him, Lu Ming’s meridians began to swell. He looked like he was about to burst.
However, he didn't care about that anymore. He had to increase his strength as quickly as possible to avenge Huang Tianbao.
“Wait, wait... I feel like I’m not dead yet. I think I can still be saved...”
In that critical moment, Huang Tianbao’s urgent voice rang out from the Hundred Million Soul Banner that had flown out of his body.
Lu Ming froze, stopping his movements. He looked up just in time to see the Hundred Million Soul Banner wrap around Huang Tianbao’s soul before vanishing into an eerie vortex.
Lu Ming, Big Yellow, and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. What was going on?
Did Old Third actually die or not?
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