Chapter 348 - 235: Revenge Is Not Too Late, a Double Harvest (Part 2)

Chapter 348: Chapter 235: Revenge Is Not Too Late, a Double Harvest (Part 2)

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After flying for another fifteen minutes, the Qiu Family Ancestor knew escape was hopeless. He began to grit his teeth and search for a place where he could counterattack or launch a surprise assault.

His flight path, which had been a straight line, became chaotic and irregular.

’He might have sensed it, or even discovered me.’

This indeed looked rather strange to the Green Robe Cultivator.

A sneer flashed across his rigid face. The man immediately let out a cold laugh, accelerated, and closed the distance.

’If that’s the case, it’s time to reveal my hand. If he actually finds what he’s looking for and achieves his goal, it will just be more trouble for me.’

Decisive action was needed.

The man was exceptionally decisive.

WHOOSH!

The distance closed rapidly. At the same time, he reached out, and a palm-sized Black Seal Platform appeared in his hand.

In the next instant, it was infused with the immense Magical Power of his Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivation. With a clear ring, the seal shot forth, growing larger as it flew until it resembled a giant black millstone, poised to crash down on the black-robed figure ahead!

It was incredibly heavy, compressing the air until it shrieked. It was a Tier Two Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact!

One could imagine that if this strike landed true, the Qiu Family Ancestor would be reduced to a paste of flesh and blood!

"Halt! Death to all Tribulation Cultivators!"

The Qiu Family Ancestor roared, attempting to attract the attention of any passing Cultivators. He hoped to incite a common enmity against Tribulation Cultivators, making his opponent hesitate and thus relieving some of the pressure on him.

His own actions were not slow, either. He took out a copper bowl and threw it into the air.

The copper bowl immediately flew up and spun above his head. Light pulsed from its rim, unfurling a copper-colored curtain of light that completely enveloped him.

’Not a bad idea, but it’s useless.’

The Green Robe Cultivator glared at a distant Early Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator who had heard the shout and slowed his Escape Light. The glare alone was enough to terrify the man, who immediately accelerated his Escape Light and fled, vanishing in a flash.

Then, he fiercely poured his Magical Power into the Black Seal Platform and brought it crashing down three times in a row.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The three deafening booms almost merged into one! The Black Seal Platform, carrying the force of Qian Jun, smashed against the copper-colored light curtain held up by the copper bowl!

Each impact caused the light curtain to twist violently, erupting with blinding light and intense, concentric ripples.

The copper bowl let out an overwhelmed, whining buzz as the Spiritual Light on its surface dimmed at a visible rate.

How could a Low Grade Spiritual Artifact, even a Masterpiece, wielded by an Early Stage Cultivator possibly withstand a Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact controlled by someone with Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivation?

The Qiu Family Ancestor’s face turned deathly pale in an instant. His Qi and Blood churned, and a sweet taste rose in his throat, making him nearly spit out a mouthful of blood.

He desperately poured Magical Power into the copper bowl, trying to stabilize his defense, but the disparity in their Cultivation levels and the suppression from the Spiritual Artifacts’ respective Grades were now painfully obvious.

K-CRACK!

Accompanied by a clear shattering sound, the copper-colored light curtain finally reached its limit after the third strike and exploded like a broken eggshell.

The copper bowl itself cried out mournfully, its Spiritual Light extinguished as it was sent flying backward. A fine crack had even appeared on its surface!

His Spiritual Artifact’s defense forcibly broken, the Qiu Family Ancestor staggered back, his expression changing drastically as he pulled out three Tier Two Middle Grade Talismans.

Two were attack Talismans, one unleashing a barrage of sharp blades of light, the other a rain of fire.

The first was aimed at the crushing Black Seal Platform in an attempt to block it.

The second was aimed at the distant Green Robe Cultivator, erupting toward him—strike the leader to defeat the band!

The third Talisman cast a thick, durable Water Curtain, protecting him securely. At the same time, his own Magical Power Shield rose, forming a two-layered Defense.

"Just a grasshopper in late autumn—a futile death struggle!"

A cruel smirk appeared on the Green Robe Cultivator’s face. He was relentless now that he had the upper hand, giving the Qiu Family Ancestor no chance to catch his breath.

He formed a hand seal, sending out a surging wave of water to block the rain of fire rushing toward him.

Meanwhile, he had the Black Seal Platform rise again. With an even more ferocious aura, it transformed into a streak of black light and struck out.

BANG! BANG!

After only a moment’s contact, the blades of light were utterly crushed by the seal platform!

Then, with its momentum unchecked, it continued downward to smash the Qiu Family Ancestor!

A trace of despair and indignation appeared in the Qiu Family Ancestor’s eyes. He had used one technique after another, yet he was still no match for his opponent. He couldn’t even buy himself more time.

CRACK!

The Water Curtain enveloping him shattered.

But the Qiu Family Ancestor refused to sit and wait for death. He retreated frantically, throwing out several Tier Two Lower Grade Talismans and manipulating the Upper Grade Magical Artifact on his person to create another blockade.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

It was useless.

Before the Black Seal Platform, his efforts were as flimsy as paper, effortlessly smashed and scattered.

"I’ll give you my Storage Bag! I’ll be your slave, your servant! I’ll work like an ox! I beg you, Senior, spare my life!"

Seeing no other option, the sharp wind from the descending Black Seal Platform already feeling like knives on his skin, the Qiu Family Ancestor dropped to his knees and groveled for mercy.

"Heh heh, alright then! If you were going to do this anyway, why did you bother resisting? What was the point of all that?"

The Green Robe Cultivator laughed heartily, seemingly in agreement, and the Black Seal Platform paused in mid-air.

"Thank you, Senior, for sparing..."

The Qiu Family Ancestor immediately removed his Storage Bag to offer it up. But as he did, a vicious glint flashed in his lowered eyes; he clearly had another scheme in mind.

But in the next instant, there was a loud BANG.

The Qiu Family Ancestor felt a sudden, sharp pain in his head and torso, as if he had been smashed by something immense!

The fawning expression on his face and the vicious glint in his eyes instantly froze and shattered, replaced by utter shock and incomprehensible agony! He was only halfway through the motion of offering his Storage Bag when his Magical Power Shield exploded and his body was violently flung backward!

PWAAH—!

A great mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his Internal Organs sprayed out, tracing a gruesome arc through the air. His chest was visibly caved in, countless bones shattered.

He struggled to raise his eyes. His vision was blurry and bloodshot, but he could see that the Green Robe Cultivator, who had seemingly agreed to the deal, no longer wore a smile. All that remained on his face was naked cruelty and mockery.

The Black Seal Platform had been activated again without him noticing. That fatal blow had clearly come from it!

"Wh... why..."

His only answer was the descending Black Seal Platform, which smashed him into a pulp.

The Qiu Family Ancestor was dead!

"First, never keep a dog that holds a grudge. Second, the Storage Bag is mine whether you’re alive or dead."

The Green Robe Cultivator smiled smugly and reached for the fallen Storage Bag and the Qiu Family Ancestor’s other remains.

However, in that very instant—

The situation changed abruptly!

The Green Robe Cultivator’s vision suddenly blurred. The energy of the surrounding plants and trees surged, and the scene before him instantly twisted and transformed!

He seemed to see the Qiu Family Ancestor, now just a pile of gore, rise again with a savage grin, his mangled, bloody hand reaching for his heart with a foul stench.

Then he seemed to see his own Black Seal Platform, which he had spent years refining, suddenly spiral out of control and hurtle toward his head!

The illusion was incredibly realistic, striking at the precise moment his Heart and Spirit were most relaxed—the moment right after a kill, when his subconscious was most vulnerable to fluctuations.

’This is wrong! It’s an Illusion Realm!’

The Green Robe Cultivator was, after all, experienced in Magical Combat, and his Divine Soul was far more resilient than the Qiu Family Ancestor’s. After a daze that lasted less than a tenth of a breath, he realized something was wrong. His Magical Power instinctively began to surge to dispel the illusion, and he was about to frantically scan the area with his Divine Sense.

However, for a hunter who had been lying in wait, that momentary hesitation was more than enough.

The very instant his eyes regained their clarity, before he could even completely dispel the lingering phantoms, a faint, almost invisible streak of azure-gold light silently swept across his neck like the sigh of death itself.

So fast!

Impossibly fast! Faster than his thoughts, faster than his reactions!

The Green Robe Cultivator felt only a slight coolness on his neck before his vision began to spin uncontrollably.

The last thing he saw was his own headless body, still frozen in a posture of alarm, blood gushing from its neck like a fountain. He also saw the figure of a Green Robe Cultivator who had appeared nearby at some unknown time, his expression chillingly calm.

"Urgh..."

He couldn’t even manage a full cry of alarm before his consciousness plunged into eternal darkness.