Chapter 270 - 155: Encounter

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

In the depths of the secluded mountain valley, a sinister wind howled, its bone-chilling cries adding another layer of terror to the deep canyon.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

In the gloomy, dark canyon, the heavy rumbling of wagon wheels shook the ground, kicking up clouds of dust. The surrounding procession of a hundred or so people moved at a brisk pace, a clear urgency in their steps.

At some point, night had fallen.

The moon was like a fox’s eye, gazing down upon the world with indifference.

The group had already traveled two-thirds of the way through the canyon. With just a little more time, they would be across this gloomy, long, and silent valley.

At that moment, three figures in black masks stood atop a cliff up ahead, their arms crossed. They stared down with cold eyes at the group of shadows below, who looked as small as ants.

"They’re finally here!

My iron fists are itching for a fight!" The bald, burly man in a black mask on the left looked at the group below as if they were prey, then grinned at the two beside him.

"The insignificant Wang Family thinks they can possess such a great treasure? They’re really asking to die!" the tall, thin figure in a black mask on the right, his eyes narrow, spoke with a sinister chill.

"Get ready to move. Leave no one alive!" said the well-built, middle-aged man in the center, his voice deep and grave. His eyes were like a falcon’s, and his aura was the most terrifying of the three.

...

Down below in the gloomy canyon, the procession had traveled without incident. Although the place was sinister, nothing had happened, and as time went on, a sense of complacency inevitably began to set in among them.

"Ah Kun, stay alert," Wang Zhen’an reminded the burly man beside him. The man had a fierce face and an air of Evil Qi about him, but a hint of carelessness had crept into his posture.

"Yes, sir!" As the group’s second-in-command, Wang Kun stiffened at the words. He was instantly on high alert, his sharp gaze sweeping the surroundings. To meet his eyes was like being targeted by a primeval beast.

Even so, the journey had been tense but ultimately uneventful. Not everyone in the hundred-man procession remained fully vigilant; a few had inevitably let their guard down. From their perspective, with no trouble so far, why go to such lengths to stay on high alert?

Time slowly trickled by. Just as dark clouds obscured the full moon, plunging the entire gloomy canyon into even deeper darkness...

BOOM!!

"Everyone from the Wang Family—die!"

A heaven-shaking shout shattered the silence of the night, its clear echo reverberating through the canyon.

In midair, a massive, pale blue True Essence Fist Seal, hundreds of feet wide and condensed from True Yuan, suddenly descended from the sky. Like a meteor, it crushed the void as it came hurtling down toward the Wang Family’s procession with overwhelming force!

"Ambush!!" someone in the group roared, and everyone instantly snapped into a combat stance.

"What cowardly rat dares to ambush my Anchuan Royal Family? You’re simply courting death!!" With Wang Kun’s furious roar, the True Yuan in his body surged and churned like dragons and snakes, creating a rumbling sound like a torrent battering the void.

A terrifying True Essence Power erupted from his body, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently under its tyrannical might.

Next, Wang Kun took a fierce step forward. His powerful and robust Physique instantly shattered the ground beneath him, sending spiderweb-like cracks spreading in all directions. He then pushed off forcefully with both feet, and the ground caved in.

Wang Kun shot upward like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the air. At the same time, he clenched his fist, drew his arm back to build power, and condensed a vast amount of True Yuan. With a sudden forward thrust, a golden True Essence Fist Seal swept through the sky, crashing into the meteor-like pale blue True Essence Fist Seal in an instant.

BOOM!

The two tyrannical True Essence Fist Seals collided violently in midair, instantly creating a powerful explosion. The surrounding space immediately began to ripple violently, like a boundless, raging sea.

The golden and pale blue True Essence Fist Seals intertwined madly, emitting a dazzling light that instantly illuminated the vast, dark, and eerie canyon.

As everything gradually calmed down, three men in black masks suddenly appeared in the sky above the gloomy canyon, hovering in a triangular formation that surrounded the group.

"Wang Zhen’an, hand over the item,

or tonight, this place will become a river of blood, and heads will roll!" The well-built, middle-aged man in black, his aura terrifying, spoke in a chilling voice as he hovered in the air.

"I’ll give you my fucking ass!!" Before Wang Zhen’an could even speak, Wang Kun beside him let out an earth-shattering roar.

At that moment, Wang Zhen’an stepped forward. His steps were calm and steady, firm and powerful. His gaze was sharp, like a sword tearing through the sky. He then spoke in a cold voice:

"Yue Hongshan, so it was you!"

"You think I wouldn’t recognize you just because you’re wearing a mask?"

"To dare ambush my Wang Family... does your Yue Family want to declare war?" Wang Zhen’an’s voice was firm and powerful, his words laced with a cold killing intent.

"Hmph! So what if you recognized me?"

"How can a mere Wang Zhen’an like you represent the entire Wang Family in declaring war on my Yue Family?"

"Besides, you’re all going to die here tonight. How would the Wang Family ever find out?" The masked man hovering in the air, Yue Hongshan, spoke in a cold voice.

"Oh? You think you alone are enough to make the Wang Family’s blood flow like a river?"

As he spoke, True Yuan roiled around Wang Zhen’an’s body, a cold light flashing in his eyes. He immediately took a step forward, and his hands abruptly generated a majestic True Essence Qi that was like a tidal wave. It transformed into a surging torrent as he blasted a palm strike toward Yue Hongshan in midair!