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Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Chapter 326 - 327: Woeful Beize Sheng
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Chapter 326: Chapter 327: Woeful Beize Sheng

A hundred miles away, a group of people stood on a mountain ridge, gazing at the distant Heaven-Reaching Ancient Tree.

These were the contingents of Beize Sheng and Mengg Yiren.

Alongside them stood Ao Wuchang, Yuh Yuzhen, Lupao, and Tu Qianqian.

The different factions were all wary of one another, and a tense atmosphere spread across the mountain ridge.

"Ye Wushuang!"

Beize Sheng retracted his gaze, looking over at the four bedraggled groups beside him. Even now, he couldn’t figure it out. ’The combined strength of these four groups is more than enough to annihilate me.’

’Yet they were helpless against a mere Spiritual Spring Second Layer cultivator and ended up in this sorry state. Isn’t that the most ridiculous farce imaginable?’

"Everyone, the Barbarian God Battle Platform will be starting soon, so I shall take my leave. I hope you all manage to ascend the Battle Platform. When that time comes, I would be happy to spar a few rounds with you."

Mengg Yiren’s beautiful eyes swept over them. Her voice, light and airy, was usually full of allure.

However, the eyes of Yuh Yuzhen and the others held no trace of temptation, only helplessness and resentment.

Seeing that Mengg Yiren was about to leave, Lupao moved to block her path and said coldly, "You can’t leave just yet."

"Is someone from the Demon Abyss trying to keep us from Yunhuang Hall here by force?"

A Disciple from Yunhuang Hall sneered.

’The Demon Abyss has almost no one left. Lupao is the only one who can still hold his own.’

’It’s already a blessing for the Demon Abyss that we from Yunhuang Hall haven’t made a move, yet he still dares to block our path? He’s courting death!’

Mengg Yiren’s delicate brows furrowed as well. ’Is the Demon Abyss making a move? Are they trying to steal my Wood Essence?’

It wasn’t just her. Beize Sheng and the other members of the Illusion Race were also on guard against the three groups led by Yuh Yuzhen. After all, it wasn’t just Mengg Yiren who possessed Wood Essence—he had some as well.

They all assumed Yuh Yuzhen and the others were trying to seize the Wood Essence.

Lupao did not respond to the Yunhuang Hall Disciple’s rebuke, but he continued to block the way.

Instantly, the expressions of the Yunhuang Hall members turned cold. "Do you really wish to make an enemy of us?"

Meanwhile, Yuh Yuzhen and her group could only smile bitterly. ’The Lupao of today has long had his consciousness wiped. He acts solely on Ye Wushuang’s orders.’

’He’ll block whomever he’s told to block. Is it possible for him to step aside? Not a chance.’

"The scenery on this ridge is so beautiful. Can Fairy Mengg truly bear to leave?" Lupao didn’t answer, but a voice suddenly rang out from the distance.

As the voice faded, a figure appeared in a flash.

A white-robed figure strode through the air, one hand clasped behind his back. A gentle breeze lifted his hair, causing it to dance in the wind.

A faint smile played on his handsome face as his deep, brilliant black eyes swept over everyone.

"Ye Wushuang!"

Gazing at the figure who had arrived so gracefully, the people from the Illusion Race and Yunhuang Hall grew tense, their expressions becoming as grave and solemn as if they were facing a peerless foe.

Mengg Yiren, however, swept her Divine Sense past Ye Wushuang, scanning the area behind him.

"There’s no need to look. I came alone," Ye Wushuang said, his expression calm as he strode out of the void.

"To come alone... Young Master Ye, you truly are bold!"

Mengg Yiren chuckled lightly.

"Fairy Mengg, your beauty is peerless. I was so filled with admiration that I rushed here just for another chance to gaze upon your magnificence. Surely you wouldn’t think of attacking me, would you?"

Ye Wushuang returned a faint smile, looking perfectly composed and at ease.

Yuh Yuzhen and the others, however, had strange expressions on their faces. ’This was all part of Ye Wushuang’s plan. Gaze upon the Fairy’s magnificence? Just an excuse.’

At that moment, Yuh Yuzhen and the others couldn’t help but smile bitterly. ’Ye Wushuang is too much of a schemer. It’s no surprise we fell into his hands.’

"Well, Young Master Ye has had his look now. If you’ll excuse me, I will be on my way."

Mengg Yiren stared at Ye Wushuang’s smile, a feeling of unease stirring in her heart.

’Even though Ye Wushuang came alone, I have a gut feeling that if I don’t leave right now, something completely unexpected is going to happen.’

The moment Mengg Yiren made a move, Ye Wushuang’s figure appeared, blocking her path, while Lupao’s Divine Sense locked onto her as well.

A Disciple from Yunhuang Hall said coldly, "Ye Wushuang, don’t push your luck! Do you really think you can stop the six of us by yourself?"

"If I couldn’t stop you, I wouldn’t have come."

Ye Wushuang chuckled.

"Hmph! Such arrogance!"

Seeing that Ye Wushuang intended to keep them all there, Beize Sheng snorted coldly. He turned to Ao Wuchang and the other two leaders and said, "Since he’s delivered himself to our doorstep, let’s join forces and kill him. You can have the Wood Essence on his body."

Upon hearing this, the three of them immediately nodded, casting a look of profound sympathy at Beize Sheng.

BOOM!

Instantly, Yuh Yuzhen feigned a charge.

However, Beize Sheng didn’t move. Instead, he sneered. ’He actually believed that? Idiot!’

’With Yuh Yuzhen and Mengg Yiren keeping Ye Wushuang busy, I can leave easily.’

’I’m not sure what trick Ye Wushuang is playing, but I have a feeling this isn’t as simple as it looks!’

"Let’s go!"

Beize Sheng glanced at Ao Wuchang and Tu Qianqian beside him, then shouted to his Illusion Race group and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Ao Wuchang and Tu Qianqian exchanged a look. ’Who would’ve thought? Beize Sheng is trying to set us up.’

However, as they looked at the completely unguarded Beize Sheng, a sharp glint flashed in their eyes.

BOOM!

The two of them attacked abruptly, a terrifying blow smashing into Beize Sheng’s back.

It all happened so fast. Beize Sheng never expected that a moment of carelessness would allow the two of them to launch a sneak attack!

Even though he managed to put up a partial defense, the sudden, lethal attack showed no mercy!

BANG!

A torrent of energy slammed into Beize Sheng. He let out a muffled grunt as his body, heavily injured, was sent flying. freewebnøvel.com

"Captain!" Seeing this, a Spiritual Spring Third Layer Disciple from the Illusion Race roared. His body flashed, and he transformed into a Great Peng, rushing toward Beize Sheng.

"Bastards! You’re courting death!"

The other members of the Illusion Race snapped back to their senses, utterly enraged.

But before they could act, the members of the other three groups were already upon them. As if it were all premeditated, a powerful barrage of attacks suddenly slammed into them.

Meanwhile, Yuh Yuzhen, who had been charging toward Ye Wushuang, let out a cold sneer, abruptly turned, and unleashed an attack on Beize Sheng.

Before he could even react, Beize Sheng was hit by another sudden, lethal strike and slammed into the ground.

SPURT!

When he landed, he staggered back dozens of meters like a drunkard before spitting out a mouthful of blood, having been severely wounded yet again.

"Damn it! Have you all gone mad?!"

Beize Sheng’s face contorted. His body was on the verge of collapse; the two sneak attacks had left him grievously wounded.

"It is my master’s command that you remain here."

Yuh Yuzhen said coldly.

"Master?"

Beize Sheng’s pupils shrank. He didn’t understand what Yuh Yuzhen meant, but he knew that if he didn’t escape now, he would die here today.

At this thought, he mustered his remaining strength, transformed into an Eight-Winged Flood Dragon, and prepared to flee.

Yuh Yuzhen drew her silver longbow and let loose a deadly arrow.

BOOM!

A beam of silver light flashed and struck the Eight-Winged Flood Dragon. Beize Sheng’s human form was revealed, and he once again crashed to the ground.

"Subdue him!"

Ao Wuchang and Tu Qianqian attacked simultaneously, unleashing a terrifying wave of energy that seized the opportunity to pin Beize Sheng down completely.

"Get off me!"

Beize Sheng roared again and again, his mouth full of blood. Even now, he couldn’t understand what had happened to the three of them. It was as if they had become completely different people.

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