Free Web NovelChapter 245: Chapter 232: Scheme, Counterattack
Meanwhile, Yuwen Huaji’s piercing shriek resounded through Celestial Phoenix City. Atop the ruins, Bai Wuji, Ling Chen, and the others finally snapped back to their senses!
"Stop him!"
Bai Wuji bellowed, killing intent flashing in his eyes.
By now, Shen Lang’s status in their minds had undergone an earth-shattering change.
Setting aside Shen Lang’s heaven-defying aptitude and absurd power... even just for the two sword techniques he had taught Ling Chen, Bai Wuji and the others had to fight with all their might!
’If Evil Wind Valley could fully obtain this swordsmanship and use it as our foundation, becoming a Spirit Copper Level Influence in the future would be well within reach!’
’If Evil Wind Valley can recruit Shen Lang, in a hundred years, no other Profound Iron Level Influence will be our match!’
A vicious glint erupted in the eyes of Bai Wuji, Ling Chen, and the others. At the cost of depleting their own cultivation, they each unleashed their strongest killing moves. Sword light, axe shadows, and fist imprints bombarded Yuwen Huaji as if to rip the heavens and split the earth!
Ling Chen longed to use the two sword techniques he had learned. A single one of them would be enough to kill Yuwen Huaji without a doubt.
But executing them was extremely difficult. The profound step technique alone required a significant amount of time to perform. With Yuwen Huaji already charging toward Shuangta Temple like a madman, how could Ling Chen possibly find the chance to unleash that heaven-shattering sword strike?
At this moment, Ling Chen, like Bai Wuji and the others, could only use his most proficient and powerful cultivation technique to obstruct Yuwen Huaji.
"Get out of my way!"
Seething with rage, Yuwen Huaji suddenly thrust out his left palm. A massive, blood-colored handprint blasted toward the four men before him.
"The Blood Handprint!"
Even for a Half-Step King Martial Realm powerhouse who was at the end of his rope, a single, furious Blood Handprint from Yuwen Huaji was enough to make the faces of Ling Chen and the other three change drastically!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Four thunderous explosions erupted almost simultaneously in the sky above South City.
It was like the wrath of the Thunder God, making one’s very soul tremble in fear.
After the explosions, the immeasurably fierce energy from the four men’s desperate strikes collided with Yuwen Huaji’s Blood Handprint in midair!
Immediately, a terrifying amount of energy, like a volcanic eruption, violently detonated!
A gale materialized above the ruins, sweeping up rubble and debris like a hurricane in a horrifying display.
The four men from Evil Wind Valley intercepted with all their might, but unfortunately, the gap in their cultivation was simply too vast.
The moment they touched the terrifying, Powerful Qi contained within the Blood Handprint, all four of them simultaneously spat out a mouthful of blood.
Then, their bodies were sent flying far away by the immense force!
Holding nothing back, the frenzied Yuwen Huaji had heavily wounded the four Xuanwu Realm powerhouses from Evil Wind Valley with a single palm strike! frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
SWOOSH!
Ignoring the four men he had sent flying, Yuwen Huaji’s figure flickered, and he shot after Shen Lang like a bolt of lightning.
Shen Lang, who was already a good distance ahead, heard the commotion. He glanced back and immediately cursed, "Damn it, that old dog has lost his mind! He’s going for broke!"
Watching Yuwen Huaji’s figure rapidly close the distance, Shen Lang felt helpless for the first time.
Faced with such an absolute disparity in power, especially against a Yuwen Huaji who had descended into madness with his mind in chaos, any scheme was a joke.
The gap in power was too great, and so was the gap in speed...
It was already too late for Shen Lang to reach Shuangta Temple.
Just then, a white figure shot into the sky from a nearby building. Chu Qingcheng, who had yet to show herself, appeared to Yuwen Huaji’s front right. The longsword in her hand unleashed a blade of light over a hundred feet long as she suddenly slashed down at him!
Sensing Chu Qingcheng’s cultivation, Yuwen Huaji scoffed contemptuously. With a casual wave of his left hand, he sent a fierce palm wind to meet the blade of light.
RIP!
To Yuwen Huaji’s surprise, Chu Qingcheng’s blade of light, which seemed far weaker than Ling Chen’s, effortlessly tore through his palm wind like it was ripping silk!
The next moment, the blade of light was upon him!
’Not good!’
Although Yuwen Huaji appeared frenzied, he hadn’t completely lost his senses. Alarmed, he instinctively poured all his Spiritual Power into his left arm and raised it to block.
BANG!
With a muffled thud, Chu Qingcheng’s sword struck Yuwen Huaji’s left arm. The incredible power contained within the strike made Yuwen Huaji roar as his body was blasted toward the ground like a cannonball.
"You reckless junior!"
Yuwen Huaji was about to go insane. He couldn’t figure it out. His Divine Thought had sensed that Chu Qingcheng only had the cultivation of the Peak of Qi Martial Realm, and the grade of her longsword didn’t seem high. How could she possibly possess such immense power?
He couldn’t understand it, nor did he want to.
Right now, Yuwen Huaji only wanted to slaughter Chu Qingcheng and Shen Lang!
"Hmm?"
As he plummeted, Yuwen Huaji sensed a shadow rapidly approaching from behind. It was the Netherworld Wolf King, which Shen Lang had beaten until it coughed up blood.
’This piece of trash is loyal, I’ll give it that, but it’s completely useless!’
The thought had just crossed his mind. He had just stabilized his falling body and was about to ascend again when...
AWOOOO!
The Netherworld Wolf King behind him let out a wild howl and leaped into the air, pouncing toward Yuwen Huaji like an arrow!
"Beast, how dare you!"
Seeing the Netherworld Wolf King’s attack, Yuwen Huaji was furious but still didn’t take it seriously.
It was a mere Tier Six Demon Beast, only at the Peak of Spirit Martial Realm. Even in his pathetic state, crushing it would be as easy as crushing an ant!
Yuwen Huaji threw a backhanded palm strike at the airborne Netherworld Wolf King. The attack faintly contained the sound of wind and thunder. If it landed, the Netherworld Wolf King would undoubtedly be smashed into a meat paste!
SHIING!
The powerful Palm Wind had just been unleashed when it was slashed into nothingness by a beam of sword light.
It was Chu Qingcheng, coming to its aid.
Seeing its chance, the Netherworld Wolf King opened its cavernous, blood-red maw and spat out a massive, crescent-shaped Wind Blade that spun like lightning as it sliced toward Yuwen Huaji’s neck.
Yuwen Huaji was not yet accustomed to having only one hand, so his movements were a bit stiff. However, he clearly didn’t see the Netherworld Wolf King as a threat.
"A beast is a beast. It can’t even distinguish between the strong and the weak, yet it dares to turn on its master?" he sneered. He blocked casually with one hand, then opened his mouth and shot a fiery arrow capable of piercing gold and stone toward the Netherworld Wolf King’s forehead.
The moment the crescent Wind Blade made contact with Yuwen Huaji’s left arm, he didn’t feel the force he had expected!
’Something’s wrong!’
But by the time he realized it, it was too late.
The crescent Wind Blade suddenly erupted with a brilliant light, transforming into a great net woven from countless blood-red moons. It instantly enveloped him and then rapidly tightened!
"The Blood Moon Celestial Net!" A look of terror finally appeared on Yuwen Huaji’s face. "So it was you!"
Only at this moment did he understand that the Netherworld Wolf King had been taken over by the Howling Moon Celestial Wolf Soul that was sealed within the altar.
But by the time he realized this, he was already trapped by the Blood Moon Celestial Net!
The Netherworld Wolf King’s body twisted bizarrely in midair, rapidly elongating like a flying serpent to dodge the incredibly fast fiery arrow.
Then, like a python, it slithered forward and tightly coiled around the already-netted Yuwen Huaji!
"Yuwen Huaji, your doom has come!"
An ancient and tyrannical voice echoed through the air. The Netherworld Wolf King opened its jaws and, with a CHOMP, bit down on Yuwen Huaji’s neck!
"AGH!"
Yuwen Huaji screamed frantically and struggled violently, but he could not break free.
The Howling Moon Celestial Wolf Soul was already extremely powerful; it had even heavily wounded him on the altar before. How could it be so easy to escape now?
No matter how hard he racked his brain, Yuwen Huaji couldn’t understand why this Demon Beast, its body now occupied by the Howling Moon Celestial Wolf Soul, hadn’t fled. Why was it still by his side?
’Was it just for revenge?’
’If it was for revenge, why use this mutually destructive method of coiling around him so tightly?’
He was now trussed up by the python-like Netherworld Wolf King, but by the same token, the wolf couldn’t inflict any further harm on him...
If he used all his strength to break free, both he and the Netherworld Wolf King would be grievously injured!
The answer to his question came quickly.
The very next moment, as Yuwen Huaji’s tightly bound body fell, Shen Lang, who had been fleeing for his life, appeared high above his head.
A sonic boom erupted. Headfirst, Shen Lang transformed into a thin streak of light, closing in on Yuwen Huaji in just a second or two.
"Old dog, take this! Five Emperors Dragon Fist!"
Lightning crackled in Shen Lang’s palm as Thunder Power surged. A rapidly spinning vortex of lightning formed, and its ferocious palm force tore through the air, slamming down onto the top of Yuwen Huaji’s head!
Just as the spiraling palm force was about to make contact with his head, a lotus made of flames bloomed above Yuwen Huaji, intercepting Shen Lang’s palm strike!
With a tremendous bang, the flame lotus shattered into pieces. Yuwen Huaji let out a muffled groan as he crashed into the ground below, crushing an abandoned stone house and sending dust billowing into the air.
"Shen Lang, hurry! That’s not enough power!"
The Netherworld Wolf King shouted in a human voice.
’Damn, his head is tough as hell. My Five Emperors Dragon Fist only gave him a minor injury!’ Shen Lang thought, his expression grave as he panted slightly in the air. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
That last punch had contained all his strength and Thunder Power.
To think it still wasn’t very effective.
Yuwen Huaji’s Protective Gang Qi was incredibly strong. Even while trapped, he could still channel all his Spiritual Power to create a formidable defense that was difficult to breach.
A powerhouse at the Peak of the Xuanwu Realm not only had an incomparably tough physical body, but their Golden Core had solidified and was even showing faint signs of forming a Nascent Soul.
Even if he did nothing, the natural defense of his body was not something an ordinary Xuanwu Realm powerhouse could break through.
Although Shen Lang’s cultivation was strong, his bare hands alone were not enough to break through the defense of Drunken Thousand Cups, who was at the Xuanwu Realm Second Heaven.
The Five Emperors Dragon Fist was certainly powerful, increasing his strength severalfold at most, which seemed sufficient to deal with powerhouses at the Third and Fourth Heavens of the Xuanwu Realm.
But against Yuwen Huaji, who was at the Peak of Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven, it was still far from enough.
Meanwhile, over on the other side, three small, blood-red flags floated before Chu Qingcheng. She was muttering an incantation, her hands rapidly forming seals, though it was unclear what she was doing.
「At that moment...」
"You beast! You dare collude with Shen Lang to plot against me! I will tear you to pieces and scatter your ashes to the wind!"
Yuwen Huaji roared through gritted teeth. His whole body trembled, his chest heaved violently, and blood streamed down his forehead, making for a terrifying sight.
Enduring the intense pain, he raised his head, his eyes staring venomously at Shen Lang in the sky. His aged face was now incomparably savage, like a demon from Hell.
The repeated setbacks and numerous surprises had thrown what little sanity he had left into chaos.
At this moment, Yuwen Huaji had only a single thought in his mind: ’Kill!’
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"AGH!" As he screamed madly, Yuwen Huaji’s body, still tightly bound by the Netherworld Wolf King, began to swell.
Meanwhile, a look of pain appeared in the eyes of the Netherworld Wolf King that was wrapped around him.
"Not good! With the Netherworld Wolf King’s current strength, it probably can’t hold that old dog for much longer!" Shen Lang cried out in alarm.
Immediately, the black wings on his back flapped powerfully. Shen Lang shot to Yuwen Huaji’s right side, tightened his grip, and slashed the Celestial Water Blade—wreathed in ferocious Thunder Power—down at his head!
"Prison Guardian Blade Technique, First Form: Demon Blade Prison Break!"
