Chapter 271 - 155: Encounter

WHOOSH!

In that instant, the airflow for hundreds of yards surged like a tidal wave. Boundless True Essence Qi coalesced into a gigantic hand of wind and clouds, hundreds of yards wide, that blotted out the sky as it hurtled toward Yue Hongshan!

Yue Hongshan, seeing this from above, merely snorted in contempt.

A sharp, cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Insignificant tricks!"

With a wave of his hand, a light flickered. A pitch-black long spear, wreathed in a faint, profound glow that only made it seem sharper in the darkness, instantly appeared in Yue Hongshan’s grasp.

He twirled the long spear before thrusting it forward violently. In that moment, a massive phantasmal spear pierced the sky, blasting toward the crushing hand of wind and clouds!

BOOM!

The giant spear phantom slammed into the hand of wind and clouds, generating a powerful explosion that seemed to shake the entire canyon.

"Attack together!"

With a furious roar, Yue Hongshan brandished his long spear. He strode through the air, sending out ripples with each step, his figure moving like a bolt of lightning as he tore through the sky and charged Wang Zhen’an!

At the same time,

the burly, bald, black-clothed, and masked Cultivator in the sky shot a vicious glance downwards, a savage grin spreading across his lips. ’Wang Family, die!’

His figure then streaked across the sky like a beam of light, diving toward the large convoy below!

Suddenly,

BANG!

the burly man’s back was struck with an immense force, as if a mountain had crashed into him.

Abruptly,

the bald, burly Cultivator’s pupils constricted to the size of pinpricks. The colossal force on his back felt like it was about to snap his spine.

Then,

his entire body shot off like a cannonball, breaking through the air and slamming violently into the canyon’s cliffside. He left a man-shaped crater in the wall, which trembled as rubble tumbled down.

In mid-air, Wang Kun retracted his fist, a smirk playing on his lips. "With your pathetic level of skill, you dare try to ambush my Wang Family? Are you here to be a joke?"

Meanwhile,

another black-clothed, masked figure strode through the air, his body like a phantom, instantly descending into the ranks of the Wang Family members guarding the precious treasure.

He was like a tiger among sheep. With his True Martial Realm First Layer Cultivation, he was practically invincible against the group below, most of whom were merely Spiritual Martial Realm Cultivators.

The black-clothed, masked figure threw a punch at a Wang Family disciple, instantly blasting a hole through his chest.

Someone behind him swung a long saber through the air, unleashing a horizontal glint of blade light that viciously slashed toward the masked figure.

However, it was blocked by a suddenly appearing True Essence Light Shield, unable to advance even an inch!

The black-clothed, masked man then let out a grim, cold laugh. ’You’re courting death!’

BAM!

He immediately tore through the air with a claw-like hand, piercing the heart of the Wang Family disciple who had attacked him!

And all this happened in a mere instant.

The next moment, the corners of the masked man’s mouth turned up in a cold smile. His figure, like a phantom, strode through the air and flickered in an instant to the horse-drawn carriage at the center of the convoy—the one holding the exquisite, cloth-wrapped box containing the treasure.

A glint of light flashed in the black-clothed man’s eyes.

’It’s mine!’

Just as he was about to touch the box containing the treasure,

"Alas!"

a sigh suddenly echoed from mid-air.

It was like the low murmur of the Death God, welcoming a departed soul.

The black-clothed man suddenly felt a needle-like sharpness, and a profound sense of crisis welled up in his heart. He was about to react in the next instant,

but suddenly,

"Pfft!"

an extremely sharp sword abruptly thrust out of the void. It tore through the air, flashing with a cold light, and instantly pierced the black-clothed man’s heart. Blood gushed out like a stream, dripping onto the ground below.

"This... How is this possible!" The black-clothed man’s eyes were wide with disbelief as he died, filled with unwillingness.

"Brother Xiao, how was my strike?" Suspended in mid-air, Wang Zifan chuckled at Gu Yun as he withdrew his blood-soaked sword. The aura of the True Martial Realm First Layer radiated from his body. To think that this direct heir of the Wang Family, a master of the romantic arts, was also a genius.

"A stroke of divine genius, traversing the void, a sword that soars through the nine heavens! Brother Wang, it seems you’re not just a ’Love Saint,’ but you also have the makings of a Sword Saint!" Gu Yun praised him shamelessly, without so much as a blush.

"Hahaha, Brother Xiao, you truly understand me!"

"No, I must treat Brother Xiao to a drink someday."

Upon hearing these words of flattery and praise, a smile immediately bloomed on Wang Zifan’s face, and he began to laugh heartily. In this dark, chaotic, and grim place, it was a rather unique sight.

But this was all just a brief moment.

Soon, Wang Zifan turned and looked up toward the sky where Wang Zhen’an was fighting, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes. After all, that was the battle that would truly decide the outcome.

In the air above the canyon, two figures collided again and again, creating deafening booms.

"Yue Hongshan, die!"

Wang Zhen’an’s robes fluttered, his eyes filled with a cold glint. He held a sharp sword that shimmered with golden light, and a terrifying True Yuan surged around him, causing the very air to ripple like water.

The next moment, Wang Zhen’an strode through the void, his figure like lightning. He slashed his longsword through the air, unleashing several sharp streams of Sword Qi. The Sword Qi soared, resembling several Flood Dragons as they tore through the sky and charged furiously toward Yue Hongshan!

Up in the void, when Yue Hongshan saw the sharp, Flood Dragon-like streams of Sword Qi tearing through the air toward him, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he paid them little mind.

At the same time, one hand rapidly formed a seal, creating a Profound Mysterious Seal.

"Fire Flood Dragon Technique!"

Suddenly, fierce flames erupted from thin air, covering an area hundreds of yards wide. The terrifying flames radiated a dazzling light, instantly illuminating the dark and chilling canyon.

Then, the blazing flames transformed into a gigantic Fire Flood Dragon hundreds of yards long!

ROAR!

With a furious roar, the fierce Fire Flood Dragon burned through the void and lunged forward to devour the sharp streams of Sword Qi!

BOOM!

The Fire Flood Dragon and the incredibly sharp Sword Qi collided in mid-air, instantly producing a terrifying explosion. The surrounding space trembled violently, like a boundless, raging tsunami, as horrific shockwaves blasted out in all directions.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the blade-sharp cliffs on both sides of the canyon. Sections of the cliff face then collapsed, sending rubble crashing down to the earth below and creating a continuous, rumbling roar.

"Kill!"

Following that, Yue Hongshan violently churned the True Yuan that roiled within him like a dragon. Gripping his black long spear, he strode through the void, sending out layers of ripples. His entire body became like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the air.

He spun and brandished the long spear, then thrust it down at Wang Zhen’an from mid-air!

A glint of cold light arrived first, followed by the spear, which struck like a dragon!!

In Wang Zhen’an’s eyes, a cold glint suddenly appeared before him, followed by a long spear that pierced through the void and aimed viciously for his head.

SWISH!

But Wang Zhen’an’s reaction was astonishing. In a fraction of a second, the shimmering golden sword in his hand slashed out horizontally, tearing through the air to violently collide with the descending long spear.

CLANG!!

As the longsword struck the spear’s tip, it instantly produced the crisp sound of clashing metal.

Immediately after, a concussive blast emanated from the point of impact, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently!

The two then transformed into streaks of light, constantly clashing and flickering across the sky.

Sword Qi and spear light shattered the void again and again.

"BANG! BANG! BANG!"

The immense commotion of the battle was like a meteor crashing into a calm lake, stirring up endless waves.

At this moment,

down below, Wang Zifan, who was guarding the convoy’s treasure, watched the fierce battle between Wang Zhen’an and Yue Hongshan with a worried expression.

He was completely unable to interfere in a battle of this level; going up there would be pointless. ’If my Third Uncle lost, the consequences...’

"Brother Wang, don’t worry. Your Third Uncle won’t lose," Gu Yun’s calm voice came from behind.

Although both men in the sky are at the True Martial Third Layer Late Stage, Wang Zhen’an’s foundation is clearly more solid and robust.

Under such circumstances, there might not be much of a difference at the beginning, but over time, a gap will naturally emerge.

"Huh? Brother Xiao, how do you know?" Wang Zifan asked with a hint of doubt, his gaze still fixed on the sky, the worry in his eyes not diminishing in the slightest.

"Just a guess!"

...

CLANG!!

After another fierce collision,

Wang Zhen’an suddenly pulled back, creating distance. A cold glint flickered in his eyes, and his bloodstained robes whipped about wildly.

"Yue Hongshan, hurry up and die!!"

Wang Zhen’an swung his shimmering golden sword in a circle through the air, then thrust out countless sword phantoms. In an instant, the sky-blotting sword phantoms transformed into a River of Sword Qi hundreds of yards long, stretching across the sky as it crashed down upon Yue Hongshan.