Chapter 1815 - 820: Flies (Part 2)

Chapter 1815: Chapter 820: Flies (Part 2)

But...

Step!

Bo Changquan had already stomped his foot and chased after the figure of Cloud Person as he flew away.

In an instant, the situation unfolded with Cloud Person being knocked airborne, Bo Changquan pursuing, and countless currents chasing after both of them, maintaining this scenario until the three disappeared from everyone’s view.

"Family Head!"

"We must go support the master!"

"Damn! Still can’t move!"

Even though Cloud Person had already been chased away by Bo Changquan, the people below drenched in rain were still unable to move.

Only the Bo Family Great Elder, being a demon, could move freely.

He stood up and glanced at everyone...

"Don’t worry about us!"

"Great Elder, hurry and help the master in facing the enemy!"

The Great Elder hesitated for a moment and then directly rushed in the direction Bo Changquan was pursuing.

The Great Elder left in haste and did not notice that in the sky, Fang Yu, who was imprisoned by the Thunder Cage, had already pierced through the cage with one hand, emerging from it.

Once the Great Elder left, Fang Yu bellowed loudly, thrusting himself out of the Thunder Cage, falling straight down from the sky.

Although black smoke rolled off his body, charred severely, and his white bone was now replacing the completely wasted charred exterior bone armor, Fang Yu’s body nevertheless suffered real injuries from the lightning.

The Primordial Body’s bone armor could naturally withstand the Thunder Cage’s onslaught.

But it could only hold for a moment; the relentless lightning strikes along with the advantageous circumstances meant the bone armor had a breaking point, with continuous currents finding the opportunity to strike flesh, causing Fang Yu’s body to suffer from charred wounds, his blood volume dropping rapidly.

Still, the situation was manageable; if it really threatened his life, Fang Yu would have already unleashed his full power.

He just wanted to test how far he could go in this state.

"It seems... it’s a bit difficult."

Thud!!

A loud crash, clouds of dust rose, the charred bone armor had already shed like a skin, turning back to a pure white color, and Fang Yu stepped out of the dust, walking towards the direction of the Bone Ball.

The white bone receded from his body, white sand falling like flowing grains from him.

Any rain approaching his body was swept aside by a very faint airflow, moving to both sides of the road.

At the Bone Ball, he reached out to touch its surface with his palm.

Crackle.

The incredibly hard Bone Ball disintegrated, crumbled, and with one hand he cradled the prone Zhuge Shi within...

Rumble!!

Once more a thunderous sound echoed in the night sky.

A thick lightning bolt struck down from above, but its target was not their location; it aimed at where Bo Changquan had chased.

Fang Yu took a glance in that direction, then retracted his gaze, ignoring the Bo family’s people imprisoned by the rain, intending to return to the mansion; yet suddenly as though realizing something, he halted.

"Almost forgot this."

He flicked his empty right hand outward.

"Demonization."

Thump!

His heart quivered, Demon Bloodline coursing through his body, skin dull like dry bark, veins under the skin glowing vividly blood-red.

Fang Yu had completed his demonization, and then...

"Sword, come!"

Swish, swish, swish, swish—

On the ground not far away, countless fragments lit up with a dark red light, seemingly responding, they swiftly flew over.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap!

The fragments gathered in Fang Yu’s hand, forming a blood-colored sword, but its texture was indeed that of a dry wooden sword.

And this sword was none other than... Demon Sword, Blood Drying!

After reverting from demonization, returning to normal, Demon Sword Blood Drying switched from a wooden texture back to sharpness, as if its previous shattering never occurred.

"Only Brother Qing’s pure Wood Demon blood can enable this sword to have such a use."

Fang Yu examined it for a moment, then stored the Demon Sword.

Though the Demon Sword’s maximum power causes it to shatter after one use, the Demon Bloodline power can restore it, just slightly inconvenient in combat.

Compared to the rumored Demon Sword forged using ancient methods prone to breaking, the current result already satisfied Fang Yu greatly.

Boom!!!

From afar, another loud bang echoed, mixing wolf howls with crackling thunder.

Such intense air tremors; are they fighting to the death?

Fang Yu pondered as the Bo Mansion people controlled by rain suddenly screamed, collapsing as if suddenly released from bondage.

"Ah!"

"We can move! We can move!"

"It’s the master! The master must have succeeded in winning, hence we are free!"

Everyone, despite not lacking in prowess, had fallen victim to Cloud Person’s strange methods.

Even Fang Yu and Bo Mansion’s Great Elder had to consistently deploy methods to avoid falling into the trap.

Of course, Fang Yu couldn’t see what Bo Changquan was doing; after all, he had arrived facing the rain, drenched.

As he pondered, he suddenly sensed something and turned his head toward a direction.

Step.

Step.

Step.

It was Bo Changquan’s figure, stepping forward from that direction, carrying... Cloud Person’s head!!

Already dead?

So quickly...

Fang Yu’s pupils slightly contracted, reevaluating Bo Changquan’s strength.

Although Bo Changquan too suffered significantly, his blood volume dropping drastically, a victor is a victor.

In this light, even among his level, Bo Changquan’s combat ability far exceeds that of ordinary fighters with 25,000 blood.

Following Bo Changquan, another person quietly tagged along.

It was the timid and anxious Bo Mansion Great Elder.

His demeanor seemed greatly rattled, occasionally sneaking anxious glances at Bo Changquan, like a scared mouse.

"Senior Bo."

Fang Yu ignored the Great Elder’s state, holding Zhuge Shi, he stepped forward a few paces, greeting Bo Changquan.

"My apologies, Young Diao. This small trouble inconvenienced you to assist."

Though Bo Changquan said thus, Fang Yu wasn’t new to Jianghu.

Cloud Person caused such chaos; Bo Changquan only appeared last, clearly out of concern before engaging.

"Hosting me here is a favor from Senior Bo. Now in Bo Mansion’s distress, I certainly mustn’t stand by idly." ℯ

Fang Yu’s words were tactful, not unveiling truths unnecessarily, that would cause an unpleasant demeanor.

Yet to claim no lingering feelings would be impossible.

Others may not know his potential; from being trapped in the Thunder Cage, Fang Yu was already ’dangerously’ exposed.

Coincidently, Bo Changquan only acted after he was trapped, somewhat testing Fang Yu’s abilities.

Both sides understood this without discussing it openly.

Bo Changquan’s next words took Fang Yu aback.

"Young Diao, to be honest, these people’s origins are highly influential and the troubles they brought, my Bo Mansion, cannot withstand."

Bo Changquan spoke earnestly, causing Fang Yu’s brow to slowly furrow.

A mere Anqiao Pavilion Master, only 20,000 blood, was no match for Bo Changquan, yet he still retreated.

Indicating that those pursuing Zhuge Shi have a backing far stronger than Bo Mansion.

"Who are they?"

Fang Yu couldn’t help but ask with curiosity.

Bo Changquan merely shook his head.

"Young Diao doesn’t need too much information. Based on my rapport with Wen Xi, I’ll protect you until the auction begins. After it concludes, Young Diao might need to find your own path."

In essence, even Bo Changquan couldn’t cover him.

Fang Yu pondered this, chuckling internally.

Interesting indeed.

But his connections and options far surpassed Bo Changquan, and many others remain.

Thus Fang Yu didn’t dwell overly on it, simply nodding in agreement.

"I understand, after the auction, I’ll leave and not implicate Bo Mansion."

"Sigh..."

Bo Changquan sighed, raising his head.

"You go inside first, still a couple of pests I need to deal with."