Free Web NovelChapter 364: Chapter 156: Invitation, Ambush, Dragon-Seeking and Acupoint-Pointing, Divine Movement Technique
Even the opponent’s true form... has it disappeared?
Where is he?
Is he preparing the next wave of attack?
Panic gripped his heart instantly.
Without a moment’s hesitation, he turned and fled.
He knew very well that such an entity was something he could not provoke; he had never felt such power and terror, not even from some Ninth-Layer Cultivators.
But just as he turned, he suddenly felt his body sink—a terrifying gravity pressed down, causing his just lifted foot to pause, his whole body stumbled, and he fell to the ground.
Moreover, a cage silently rose up from the ground, enveloping him completely.
"Senior, spare my life.
This has nothing to do with me.
It was Zhao Shanhe, Zhao Shanhe called us here, saying he had an enemy who stole his stuff and asked us to help him seek revenge... it has nothing to do with me."
"Is that so?"
Zhou Changwang murmured.
Only then did the cultivator horrifically realize that this voice was so close, almost only within ten feet.
And just as he was about to react, he suddenly saw a small sword appear in the void, transforming into dazzling sword flowers.
The sword flowers were mystical, beautiful, as if the only thing in the world.
But when he awoke, he found that the sword flower was already in front of him.
Poof!
It pierced right through his head.
"How... could this be?"
Zhao Shanhe was stunned.
Although he knew Zhou Changwang was not simple.
He had witnessed Insect King Xue Tong leap into the opponent’s backyard and never appear again.
But he never thought the opponent was this strong.
The four friends he invited, laying traps with arrays, going all out, and among them, even one was a Seventh-Layer Cultivator, yet the opponent counter-killed them all within just a few breaths.
Only he was left.
Is he human?
Is he really just a Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer Practitioner?
What kind of existence did I provoke?
He panicked!
His heart filled with panic, extreme fear, a sense of impending doom.
With no hesitation, he too turned and fled.
Moreover, he was more agile than the Seventh-Layer Cultivator; before escaping, he swiftly pulled out a bunch of Spirit Talismans, throwing them at Zhou Changwang without a second thought, hoping to delay him.
These Spirit Talismans included regular Attack Spirit Talismans but also the Mao Jiang Talisman, Evil-faced Ghost Talisman, and even Sealing Thunder Talisman crafted by Zhou Changwang.
It must be said, the Spirit Talismans crafted by Zhou Changwang were useful to many cultivators.
Some, after buying talismans at the Black Market, could even resell them to other cultivators.
It was under these circumstances that they acquired the Spirit Talismans.
"Can you escape?"
Zhou Changwang’s expression remained unchanged, while three flying swords shot out like lightning.
As for the spirit talisman attacks.
Zhou Changwang’s figure shimmered slightly, as he used Light Splitting and Shadow Transformation Skill and Seven Stars Stepping on the Moon concurrently.
Even though some attacks landed on him, they caused no effect under the protection of Golden Armor.
"Thirty feet.
No matter how strong he is, he is just a Sixth-Layer Practitioner.
Whether with magic or magical artifact attacks, they have a range of ten feet; how can they fly so far?
Even a Seventh-Layer can at most attack within thirty feet.
Finally, some safety.
It’s a pity that the Earth Escape Talisman was used last time; otherwise, it wouldn’t be this messy."
Zhao Shanhe executed his Movement Technique, with Ghost Eye turning around, ’seeing’ Zhou Changwang not pursuing, relieved.
As for the three swift flying swords?
He didn’t care.
He had already run more than thirty feet away; the flying swords couldn’t reach beyond their limit and would return without success, posing no threat to him.
His face relaxed; very soon, he became resentful once again, "Who could have thought Zhou Changwang was this strong? Hid so deeply?
Even Daoist Zhou Chong was easily slain by him; if only I had known, I wouldn’t have come personally.
Foundation Establishment Spiritual Objects are precious, but in comparison to my life, they mean nothing.
If I manage to escape smoothly this time, I’m sure to spread the word about Zhou Changwang possessing Foundation Establishment Spiritual Objects; surely some Eighth-Layer or Ninth-Layer cultivators will be interested..."
Thinking such, he suddenly felt a chill, sensed imminent disaster.
Quickly activating Ghost Eye, he scanned Zhou Changwang’s silhouette first, still thirty feet away, thirty-five feet from him.
Such a distance should mean safety.
Thinking thus, he suddenly noticed those three flying swords, now only three feet away.
Three feet?
How could that be?
That’s beyond Zhou Changwang’s thirty feet!
His spiritual sense coverage, so wide?
Just as he was shocked and ready to react, the three small swords suddenly flashed.
Three small swords thrust simultaneously, breaking his defense, then stirred his head, which flew up.
"Why does that silhouette look so familiar?"
As his head soared upwards, his eyes glanced down at his own figure, a thought arose, but quickly, he fell into endless darkness, completely silent.
