Chapter 1289 Mist and Rain of Dian Mountain Conceal Murderous Intent, Blade Shadows and Glimmers Strike Down Evildoers (Part 2)

Gongsun Ren roared furiously, a pair of Wu Yue Hooks darting like Spiritual Snakes, aimed straight at Lunar Eclipse’s throat.

Lunar Eclipse swung his scimitar, sending a half wheel of blood-red light. Where the Wu Yue Hooks touched, green smoke billowed and corrosion occurred in an instant.

Yang Feng roared angrily, wielding the Ghost Ring Saber, its shadow like a black cloud pressing over the city: "Dog thief! Prepare to die!" The Ghost Ring Saber’s salt crystal storm crashed into the invisible Qi Wall, bursting into clouds of white mist. At the critical moment, Qi Meizhen unsheathed her Miao Saber, its cold glint illuminating like a startled swan reflecting in a mirror: "Miao Blade Armor-Breaking Array, attack for me!"

A hundred seventeen elite warriors formed into a battle array, Miao Sabers and light blades shimmering in harmony, like a suspended galaxy, unraveling Lunar Eclipse’s offensive one by one.

Jin Liufu suddenly submerged into the salt pool, the water churning like boiling.

In a flash, a giant python, formed from the salt water, erupted from the surface, opening its bloody maw and lunging towards the enemy lines.

Taking the opportunity, Gongsun Ren unleashed toxic mist, with the Wu Yue Hooks traversing the poisonous miasma, where they reached, the rebels wailed with their skin festering, blood oozing from their seven orifices.

Lunar Eclipse, sensing the unfavorable situation, bit the tip of his tongue and spewed a blood mist: "Wrath of the Blood Moon! Burn everything for me!"

Dark red Sword Qi surged like tidewaves, where it reached, salt crystals melted, the ground cracked inch by inch.

But Qi Meizhen advanced instead of retreating, raising the Miao Saber high, her aura soaring: "Armor-Breaking Seventeen Techniques: Light Blade Heaven-Sundering!" Thousands of light blades collided fiercely with the Blood Moon Sword Qi, causing the salt lands to shake violently, salt crystals exploding like torrential rain.

As the light dissipated, Lunar Eclipse’s scimitar broke into two pieces, Qi Meizhen’s Miao Saber already held at his throat: "So-called Western Holy Sect is merely a jumping clown! Humph! Face your death!" With a gleam of the blade, blood sprayed, staining the silver-white salt crystals throughout the ground.

The rebels scattered and fled, yet were captured one by one by the Hake Cavalry’s lasso.

Qi Meizhen, holding the dripping blood Miao Saber, approached the rebel leader, lifting his chin with the blade tip: "Betraying Hake leads only to death!"

The flash of the saber passed, blood sprayed in the sunlight, refracting a glaring light.

The setting sun resembled blood, dyeing the salt fields dark red. In the distance, piles of salt crystals sparkled in the sunlight, surrounded by the solemn-faced Hake Cavalry, grasping their weapons tightly, guarding the peace of this land.

Qi Meizhen wiped the Miao Saber, her icy voice echoing across the battlefield: "Sink the rebel corpses into the salt pool! Let all who covet Hake know—each grain of salt crystal here is forged with the enemy’s blood and the warrior’s soul!" In the afterglow, the warriors of the Hake Tribe cleaned the battlefield.

Soon, the salt fields regained tranquility, leaving only the whispering sound of wind blowing through piles of salt crystals, and occasionally the distant sound of horse neighing.

Blood and salt crystals intertwined, like rubies embedded in the earth.

Having successfully quelled the rebellion on the grassland, Shi Feiyang utilized the Supreme Lightness Technique "No Regrets Across a Thousand Miles," swiftly heading to Kunming City.

As the morning mist in Kunming City still shrouded the air, not yet fully dissipated, Shi Feiyang already stood before the vermilion lacquered grand gate of Duke Qian’s Mansion. He donned a black vigorous outfit, appearing heroic and formidable, while the Bright Jade Technique circulated within him, causing his skin, like Liuli glass, to faintly shimmer with a touch of golden glow in the rising morning light.

On the gate tower of Duke Qian’s Mansion, a copper bell hung, ringing crisply in the breeze, disturbing a few white doves resting peacefully under the eaves. They took flight startled by the bell’s sound, breaking the original silence in front of the mansion gate, adding a bit of liveliness to the morning in Kunming City.

"Who dares trespass Duke Qian’s Mansion?" Eight Spear Warriors shouted in unison, their long spears crisscrossing like a forest, weaving a tight iron net at the door.

Shi Feiyang stood with hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the mottled "Mu Mansion" plaque above the lintel, a subtle smile curling at his lips: "I am Shi Feiyang of the Heroic Sakura Association, here to pay respects to Prince Mu." Before the words were uttered, his figure flickered like a ghost, slipping through the gaps of the spear formation, stirring the warriors’ robes with the wind he carried. Inside the courtyard, Mu Mansion’s experts responded swiftly to the disturbance.

"Flowing Cloud Swordsman" Chen Moqing unsheathed his Long Sword, Sword Qi transforming into blooming green lotuses: "Jianghu scoundrels, how dare you cause havoc in the Duke’s Mansion?"

Shi Feiyang stood unfazed, both palms pushing forward the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique" known as "Heaven’s Edge," nine streaks of golden saber Qi imbued with icy coldness sweeping in a fan shape, instantly shattering the green lotus Sword Qi.

Chen Moqing’s tiger mouth cracked, his Long Sword clattered to the ground.

"What skillful technique!" Along with a sharp shout, "Flying Phoenix Saber" Liu Yunyan slashed forward, the blade edge carrying a poisonous purple gleam.

Shi Feiyang’s cold aura exploded, the Bright Jade Technique circulated to "Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison," where his fingertips lightly tapped the blade’s spine, Liu Yunyan only felt a surge of coldness through the blade edge, her whole body instantly stiffening.

The battle was fiercely intense, when suddenly the jingle of rings was heard, Mu Tong wearing a moon-white blouse skirt, holding a silver saber, walked gracefully forward.

She gazed at Shi Feiyang with a mixture of scolding and surprise: "Grand Squad Leader Shi, such a grand display, are you going to dismantle my Mu Mansion?"

Shi Feiyang withdrew his power, standing poised, his Liuli-like skin arising a faint blush: "I have long admired Duke Qian’s prestige, and came specifically to learn. But this way, it seems..." He looked at Mu Tong with burning eyes, "like I’m here to steal a bride."

Mu Tong’s cheeks flushed, turning her face away: "Silver-tongued." Yet the smile at the corners of her lips couldn’t be concealed no matter how.

At this moment, a dark figure swooped past the wall like an eagle, it was Xie Wen. He landed beside Shi Feiyang, his expression solemn: "Grand Squad Leader, the ’Immortality Medicine’ left behind by the Eastern nautical fleet has surfaced, various powers are ready to stir."

Chen Moqing and Liu Yunyan instantly felt tempted, the two exchanged glances, both slightly nodded.