Chapter 52 - Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Infamous 8
Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Infamous 8
Translator: 549690339
Cui Xingchen’s high-quality inner armor had been shattered by the Golden Light Shuttle during the previous battle, which had indirectly saved his life. However.
If it were to happen again, he would undoubtedly die.
At this moment, Cui Xingchen deeply regretted his decision to follow Han Yi. He should have chosen to flee in another direction instead.
But there was no use in regretting it now.
As he turned to run, Luo Yunzhou clenched his teeth, ready for a desperate fight.
Unlike the frightened Cui Xingchen, Luo Yunzhou had far more battle experience. With just a brief glimpse, he had taken in the situation on the battlefield.
Previously, Han Yi had managed to kill two Qi Refining Level 7 cultivators single-handedly. When facing a Qi Refining Level 8 opponent, there was no doubt that he had the power to fight, especially since they had arrived just as Han Yi had withstood a full-powered strike from the Golden Light Shuttle.
Escaping now would be the height of foolishness. Their only chance at survival was to band together and fight.
He raised a wheel-shaped artifact, which spun rapidly as it blocked the three incoming beads.
Bang!!
The intense explosion knocked Luo Yunzhou back several paces.
However, his face lit up with joy.
He had managed to block it.
The artifact returned to his side after being deflected, and the three silver beads had been sent back as well.
He glanced at Tao Shouhua, who had followed Cui Xingchen in fleeing, and cursed him as a ‘pig teammate’ in his heart.
Activating the wheel-shaped artifact once more, he kept it close to his side, waiting for an opportunity to attack.
If he had fled earlier with Tao Shouhua and exposed his back to the enemy, he would have been heavily wounded or even killed by those three beads.
“Hm?”
The cold-faced youth raised his eyebrows, and his expression changed slightly.
Although he was at the Qi Refining Level 8, controlling the Golden Light Shuttle had already consumed a significant amount of his magic power. Despite having many artifacts at his disposal, facing the mysterious Han Yi and a Qi Refining Level 7 cultivator who still had 90% of his fighting power left was incredibly difficult.
His eyes swept over Luo Yunzhou before turning back to Han Yi. In his heart, he was already considering retreating.
In this battlefield, there were still two Qi Refining Level 8 comrades from the same sect. He could join up with them and come back to kill the remaining cultivators later.
Although the cold-faced youth had a high status within the Blood God Sect, he was not reckless and understood when to advance or retreat.
Just as he was entertaining the thought of retreating.
A hundred meters away, a smile appeared on Han Yi’s face.
His chance had finally come.
With a thought, the black metal fragments within three meters of the cold-faced youth suddenly stood upright from their resting state.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
These metal fragments were the remnants of the first dagger after it had shattered when it grazed the Golden Light Shuttle.
Han Yi had not detonated the first dagger, but had instead shattered it into fragments. He then used the explosion of the second dagger to mask the subtle movement of these fragments as they approached the youth.
This plan had occurred to Han Yi when he recalled the second dagger.
Now, at this moment.
As the cold-faced youth hesitated and prepared to retreat.
The plan was finally set into motion.
Puchi!
The distance between them was too short. Even though the cold-faced youth had quickly sensed the attack, he had no time to activate any defensive measures. One of the fastest fragments slashed through his throat.
With his throat crushed, the cold-faced youth’s eyes widened in shock as his palm subconsciously moved to cover the wound.
Next.
Pu, pu, pu…
The jagged metal fragments formed a net of death, trapping the cold-faced youth within.
Bang, bang, bang.
While the dagger fragments hammered against the youth, they were unable to pierce through his powerful inner armor.
Whoosh!
The largest fragment pierced through the youth’s forehead, followed by other fragments that penetrated his skull in quick succession, completely disfiguring his head.
With his head destroyed, even a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator would die, let alone a Qi Refining Level 8 cultivator like him.
His body collapsed to the ground and a golden shuttle rolled out from his palm. Its golden light flickered and promptly extinguished.
In just a single breath, victory had been reversed.
“He’s… he’s dead…”
A few dozen meters away, preparing for a desperate fight with a solemn face, Luo Yunzhou’s expression stiffened as he turned to look at Han Yi under the moonlight.
Han Yi spat out the blood in his mouth and rubbed his chest.
“Damn, that was tough.”
“It’s a good thing 1 slit his throat with the first strike, or I might not have been able to kill him.”
Han Yi walked up and collected the opponent’s Golden Light Shuttle and storage bag, as well as the three dropped beads.
After thinking for a moment, he reluctantly overcame his disgust, tore off the close-fitting armor under the opponent’s blood-stained robe, and put it into his storage bag.
Then, he threw down an Explosion Symbol and completely destroyed the opponent’s body.
“Senior Brother Luo, it’s dangerous here. We must flee quickly. Farewell.”
Luo Yunzhou remembered that just a few minutes ago, Han Yi had said the same thing.
Dangerous?
You’re the most dangerous one here.
Luo Yunzhou’s mouth twitched. He could even overpower someone at the eighth stage of Qi refinement who held a top-grade magic treasure like the Golden Light Shuttle. Was his junior brother really at the sixth rank?
It wouldn’t be because he practiced some special cultivation method, would it? One that concealed the aura of a ninth-stage Qi cultivator and made it seem like he was only at the sixth stage?
He must be pretending to be weak while being strong.
At that moment,
Both of them sensed something changing and looked up at the sky.
A cloud of red-hot flames appeared above Tianqing City in an instant.
“This is too much! The Blood God Sect, we’ll avenge today’s hatred someday.”
“All disciples of the Xuandan Sect, gather at the encampment!”
The voice was loud and filled with rage, like thunder from the heavens. The very void trembled three times.
“It’s Elder Gu!”
“Great, Elder Gu is back.”
“Let’s go!”
Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou exchanged a glance before they started running back in the direction of their original encampment.
It wasn’t just them. At this moment, all the cultivators of the Xuandan Sect scattered throughout Tianqing City had looks of wild joy on their faces as they rushed back to the encampment.
At that moment,
“You think we’re afraid? The Blood God Sect is waiting.”
A loud voice responded. The owner of the voice was unseen, but there was no doubt that it belonged to a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator of the Blood God Sect who hadn’t shown himself.
Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou hesitated for a moment before continuing to move forward.
In any case, Elder Gu was back. Returning to his side was the safest option.
A moment later,
Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou returned to the encampment.
By now, the camp was in ruins, with corpses strewn throughout. Most of the bodies were Xuandan Sect disciples, but there were a few from the Blood God Sect as well.
In the center of the camp, a middle-aged man stood, his aura fluctuating wildly, vast and unfathomable, like an enormous beast opening its eyes, inspiring awe.
Gu Yu, an elder of the Xuandan Sect, a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator.
A moment later,
Cui Xingchen and Tao Shouhua arrived at the camp as well. Their expressions were unnatural when they saw Han Yi and Luo Yunzhou, but they didn’t say anything.
Han Yi merely glanced at them and remained silent as he continued to wait.
Half an incense burning time later,
No more people returned to the encampment.
Han Yi scanned the people around him and estimated that only about twenty-five or twenty-six people had survived.
They had arrived with a hundred people, but in less than a night, only a quarter remained. Three-quarters had died.
It was a bloodbath.
Gu Yu’s face was extremely ugly, but he didn’t say any unnecessary words. Instead, he spoke solemnly.
“Clean up and follow me back to the sect.”
An incense burning time later,
After gathering the remains of all the fallen disciples and putting them into special storage bags, Gu Yu led the survivors out of Tianqing City.
Half an hour later,
The flying divine ship reappeared and took everyone on board. Once again, it transformed into a streak of light and tore through the night, disappearing in an instant..