Chapter 1008: Unsealing Lifted_6

Chapter 1008: Chapter 309: Unsealing Lifted_6

As the encirclement took shape, three black-canopied boats suddenly appeared in the void.

The instant he saw the boats, Shen Chongming understood everything at once.

“People from the Patrol Hunting Dao of the Fengshui Realm?”

From the boat on the left, a figure stepped out into the void, glanced again at the Water Pearl in his hand that was shrouded in a gray aura, and, confirming that the karmic guidance from the Zhonghe Hall disciple’s remnant soul pointed to Shen Chongming, let out a cold laugh: “You haven’t forgotten killing my Patrol Hunting Dao disciples near the Fengshui Realm, have you?”

“We come from the Patrol Hunting Dao Law Enforcement Hall. We’re here today to take you back to the Fengshui Realm to face judgment.”

Shen Chongming didn’t speak, only swept his gaze over the nine Patrol Hunting Dao cultivators around him, his expression faintly amused.

“Your sect’s move is rather surprising. For the sake of three useless Golden Core disciples, you actually crossed hundreds of thousands of li of sea, chasing me from the Snowy Sea Cliff all the way here.”

“Is it worth it?”

At these words, that man’s brows knit slightly.

Shen Chongming, only at Purple Mansion Early Stage, faced their encirclement of nine Purple Mansion mid-to-late-stage cultivators, yet for some reason there wasn’t the slightest panic on his face. This made a trace of doubt rise in the man’s heart.

But when he thought of Qiuming Water, who was hiding in the dark, his confidence grew.

As the chief disciple of the Patrol Hunting Dao Law Enforcement Hall, beneath the Nascent Soul True Monarchs, Qiuming Water’s strength sat firmly in the first tier across the entire Cangming Realm, a peak existence among the Purple Mansion Realm.

And they had already confirmed that this stretch of sea did not fall within the sphere of influence of any Upper Sect; there should be no Nascent Soul Realm old monsters present.

“Don’t waste words on him.”

“Do it, quickly!”

The Purple Mansion disciple of the Patrol Hunting Dao in the void wanted to say more, but Qiuming Water, who was concealing her form, immediately transmitted a cold voice: “I’ll cripple this person’s cultivation. You lot seize him. As for that Dragon Species and the Demon Cultivator, ignore them.”

There was an unwritten rule in the Cangming Realm: when traveling through the Outer Sea Region, if you could avoid provoking the Dragon Species, you absolutely should not provoke them lightly.

That group of terrifying beings not only possessed great strength, they held grudges fiercely.

If you provoked them for no reason and they ever found out, the disciples of the Patrol Hunting Dao would likely never leave the Fengshui Realm again.

As Qiuming Water’s words fell, a streak of dark-gold light abruptly surfaced in the void, targeting Shen Chongming’s Dantian!

“Archery?”

Seeing the dark-gold light hurtling toward him, Shen Chongming’s heart stirred, and then twin bolts of lightning burst from his eyes!

Once the lightning shot out, it twined together, instantly forming a single Thunderbolt Arrow that flew straight to meet that dark-gold light!

Boom!

The two arrows collided in midair. The explosive energy ripples surged out in all directions!

“You’re a Thunder Cultivator?”

“Excellent!”

“If I recall correctly, over ten years ago, in the small world battle in Yangnao Land, it was said that Tian Qi of Cangkong Mountain’s son, Tian Ji, was slain by a Thunder Cultivator.”

“When Sect Leader Master returned from Return Sea Cliff back then, he also mentioned encountering two natives of Yangnao Land in Yangnao who were taken away by the Ice God Palace…”

“You killed my Patrol Hunting Dao disciples at the Snowy Sea Cliff and fled all the way to Return Sea Cliff… You should be one of those Shen Family people taken away by the Ice God Palace back then, correct?”

Qiuming Water’s figure surfaced from the void. Her eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, locked onto Shen Chongming as she spoke in a low, even voice.

Hearing this, Shen Chongming was somewhat surprised by this Female Cultivator’s insight.

He had merely used Thunder Power, yet she was able to link so many events together and deduce his identity.

“Fellow Daoist, at such a young age, you’re already at Purple Mansion Perfection, and your mind is this meticulous. You must hold no small status in the Patrol Hunting Dao, yes?”

Shen Chongming suddenly spoke.

Qiuming Water’s brows furrowed tightly; she did not answer.

If his calm earlier, when faced with the nine Purple Mansion disciples of the Patrol Hunting Dao Law Enforcement Hall, had seemed strange—

Now that she knew he was a Thunder Cultivator, Qiuming Water could understand that confidence somewhat.

After all, Thunder Cultivators were special Spirit Root cultivators; their Attacking Power was terrifying, and their Escape Skills were exceptional.

Without her present, if the remaining nine Patrol Hunting Dao cultivators were the slightest bit careless, he really might escape from their hands.

But now that she had appeared and revealed her cultivation, why did he still show no fear?

What was he relying on?

While Qiuming Water was still doubtful, Shen Chongming spoke with a mild smile: “What a pity. I’m afraid the Patrol Hunting Dao is going to feel a deep pain this time…”

As his words fell, the nine Patrol Hunting Dao cultivators, along with Qiuming Water holding the dark-gold Great Bow, suddenly felt the void for hundreds of li around them lock down under a terrifying power!

Immediately after, the ten Patrol Hunting Dao cultivators stared in horror as, in the distant void, a Golden-haired Monkey about five feet tall suddenly appeared.

The Golden-haired Monkey merely cast a casual glance at the three Patrol Hunting Dao disciples in the left-hand void.

Their frozen bodies were instantly ignited by an invisible flame.

Their shrill screams echoed through the void. The three Purple Mansion mid-to-late-stage Great Cultivators lasted only a few breaths in that terrifying fire before they were burned into nothingness!

“Nascent Soul True Monarch…”

“Samadhi True Fire!?”

As horror roiled in Qiuming Water’s heart, the three Purple Mansion cultivators of the Patrol Hunting Dao on the right side were also ignited by Samadhi True Fire.

“Master!”

“Ease up a bit, don’t burn all the Storage Bags and Magical Treasures on them to ash!”

In the distance, Shen Chongxu saw the Golden-haired Monkey ignite another three Purple Mansion cultivators and shouted at once!

He was a thrifty, household-minded man.

Back in the Southern Border, even a single Spirit Crystal Fragment would be carefully put away; once he’d saved enough, he’d send them to Yunshui City to help cover household expenses.

Now, seeing these Purple Mansion Cultivators’ Magical Artifacts, Magical Treasures, and Storage Bags all burned straight into nothingness, his heart ached badly.

The Golden-haired Monkey glared at him, but still swept his hand, pulling back the Samadhi True Fire from those three, then reached out with a grab and stripped every last treasure off their bodies.

Then he ignited the three again.

By the time the Patrol Hunting Dao’s ten Purple Mansion Realm cultivators on this operation were reduced to only Qiuming Water, the Golden-haired Monkey hesitated.

He glanced at Qiuming Water, his hand slowly lifting.

Qiuming Water’s body, which had been frozen in the distance, was instantly shifted to stand before him.

The Golden-haired Monkey’s furry hand lightly pressed down on her head. A strange Spiritual Charm fluctuation swept through Qiuming Water’s body, and his expression turned odd.

“She really isn’t a reincarnated soul.”

“With such talent, it’s a bit of a waste to kill you.”

“Little girl, are you willing to enter my Old Ape’s sect as a disciple?”

Qiuming Water’s expression went blank for a moment, but after a brief instant of thought, she quickly blinked her eyes.

For a cultivator of such peerless talent as hers, whose cultivation had already reached Purple Mansion Perfection, as long as she stayed alive, barring accidents she would inevitably achieve Nascent Soul True Monarch.

If she agreed, she lived; if she refused, she would surely die.

Besides, the other party was a Nascent Soul True Monarch who wielded Samadhi True Fire and would certainly claim a place on the Cangmin Celestial List in the future, much stronger than her master in the Patrol Hunting Dao.

Apprenticing herself to such an existence was far more cost-effective than blindly marching to her death.

“Good, good, good.”

Seeing her agree, the Golden-haired Monkey’s face broke into a grin. With a wave, he dispelled the restraint on Qiuming Water, then beckoned to Shen Chongxu beside him: “Come, come, meet your junior martial sister.”

Junior martial sister?

Qiuming Water glanced at Shen Chongxu, who was only at Fetal Breathing Perfection, and clenched her fist with a strange look on her face.