novelraw Chapter 1054: Moderate Rain!
Chapter 1054: Moderate Rain!
Emperor Butcher’s left eye was shut, while the only open right eye surged with murderous intent.
She was merely missing one eye, and yet, that mere Stone Flame Sixth Calamity Immortal Emperor dared to call her a blind woman. Haha, how bold!
"So, you’re Meng Baixiong? I’ve heard of you. When I gained fame, you were just one of the Stone Flame Demon Children. Who would have imagined that, over the years, the youth of the past would become an Immortal Emperor and arrogantly command me! Do you think, just because my cultivation hasn’t recovered, you can do as you please with me? Do you think... you can’t be killed!"
Emperor Butcher leapt from Ning Fan’s embrace and spoke in a deep voice.
"I’ll say it again, I’m not intent on being your enemy. All I seek is the life of the junior behind you! You have three breaths’ time to leave here! Otherwise, I won’t mind killing you too!"
Arrogant! Utterly arrogant!
This old man named Meng Baixiong clearly saw the immense true cultivation of Emperor Butcher, yet still dared to speak arrogantly. If he wasn’t utterly foolish, he must have some strong support, even not fearing Emperor Butcher at full power.
Ning Fan’s heart sank again.
There were Netherworld beings chasing from behind and the Meng Family Immortal Emperor blocking the way ahead. The situation of being trapped between a tiger and a wolf was exceedingly perilous.
Yet, if they thought that was enough to end his life, they were mistaken!
"One breath!"
"Two breaths!"
"Three breaths! It seems you don’t intend to accept my kindness. In that case, I’ll just have to kill you as well..."
Meng Baixiong’s cold smile hadn’t yet faded, when suddenly his eyes widened in shock, and without another word, he retreated quickly into the sky.
In the next instant, a space tear abruptly split where he originally stood, and from it shot out a rainstorm of thirty million pine needle swords!
It was Ning Fan, using the Four Emperors Luohan Pine, who launched the first attack on Meng Baixiong!
At this moment, Ning Fan was still under the pressure of the Punishing Ring, therefore the power of the Four Emperors Luohan Pine couldn’t be fully unleashed. Nonetheless, the sudden assault of thirty million flying swords caught Meng Baixiong off guard, shredding his sleeve!
A wave of disgraced anger instantly surged within Meng Baixiong’s mind! He had never expected that this mere Immortal Venerable cultivation-level Ning Fan would dare initiate an attack against him, nor that Ning Fan’s sudden strike could slash away half his sleeve!
"Impressive treasure, capable of releasing such a multitude of flying swords to attack me, among which there are numerous Twelve Nirvana Flying Swords. This treasure is worthy of being an Immortal Emperor’s Treasure. However, it’s a pity—expecting to rely on it to battle me is not enough! Celestial Purging Ladle, collect for me!"
With that, Meng Baixiong spat out a golden light, protecting his chest, making it impossible for the pine needle swords in the air to slash downwards, as if a huge resistance thwarted them.
The golden light gradually solidified, transforming into a tool resembling a golden ladle, from which boundless suction emitted, continuously absorbing the flying swords into the golden ladle.
There was no doubt that this golden ladle was an innate treasure!
The pine needle swords absorbed into the golden ladle were severed from Ning Fan’s heart spirit connection without exception, leaving him unable to sense them; they were essentially taken by Meng Baixiong alive.
Even as the thirty million flying swords were mostly taken, Ning Fan was not at all panicked. He simply curled the fingers hidden within his sleeve slightly, and suddenly, a change occurred in the clouds behind Meng Baixiong. From them shot five beams of Twelve Nirvana Pine Needle Sword towards his back, at such a close interval that he didn’t even have time to turn and defend!
The flying swords that were taken were merely bait; the real trump card had long been hidden on Meng Baixiong’s retreat path!
"Hmph! So those previous flying swords were merely bait. I didn’t expect you to have five Twelve Nirvana Flying Swords hidden to ambush me from behind. Unfortunately, the difference in our cultivation is too vast. Such ambush is futile!"
Meng Baixiong’s mind moved, a grand golden light burst from his back, and within this golden light emerged a second golden ladle, which sucked the five incoming Twelve Nirvana Flying Swords.
This second golden ladle was slightly weaker than the first, but not by much. It was completely sufficient to defend against an ordinary Twelve Nirvana treasure’s ambush.
Meng Baixiong didn’t give a second thought to Ning Fan’s ambush, yet in the following instant, a twinge of pain surged through his back!
Ning Fan’s five swords, for some unknown reason, each contained the power of the Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Grand Five Elements. Forming a formation, there was an irresistible momentum capable of cutting through anything, forcibly breaking through the ladle’s suction and stabbed into his back!
Of course, the five swords didn’t pierce deeply. Although Meng Baixiong didn’t specialize in physical cultivation, his Immortal Emperor physique was extremely powerful. The five swords only penetrated half an inch into his skin and flesh.
But then, the swords that pierced half an inch suddenly self-destructed! Clearly, Ning Fan didn’t expect the five swords to assassinate Meng Baixiong, but rather considered the self-destruction of the treasures as a completely different matter!
If Twelve Nirvana treasures were to self-destruct, even an Immortal Emperor would need some means to suppress such immense explosive fluctuations.
If five Twelve Nirvana treasures exploded, and they were embedded in flesh, penetrating half an inch, then even an Immortal Emperor would be injured by the explosion!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The five explosions nearly occurred simultaneously, blowing Meng Baixiong’s clothing into tatters, blackening his entire back, and under the force of the explosion, he stumbled and was pulled down from the sky by the forbidden force here, plummeting towards the ground!
With Meng Baixiong’s ability to respond, falling and causing a crater was unlikely. In a smooth motion, he landed steadily on the ground.
Nevertheless, his expression was unprecedentedly gloomy!
Moreover, a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth!
"No wonder my inept grandson would fall into your hands! Using thirty million flying swords as bait and immediately detonating five Twelve Nirvana Flying Swords in one blow, such nerve, such cunning calculation, truly impressive. Even someone like me, an Immortal Emperor, suffered a slight loss at your hands. My grandson wasn’t wronged in death! But if you think such minor tactics can bridge the gap between an Immortal Venerable and an Immortal Emperor, I must tell you, your thinking is very naive!"
Meng Baixiong scoffed, wiping away the blood at his mouth, and with a wave of his large hand, all the flying swords in the sky were finally collected by his two golden ladles.
With another gesture towards the sky, golden light surged, revealing a third golden ladle, which along with the other two ladles aligned in a triad formation, pressed down towards Ning Fan’s Tian Ling.
"Only managed to inflict a slight injury on this old fellow..."
Facing the three golden ladles descending from the sky, Ning Fan showed no expression. He simply stepped on the earth, and suddenly a giant array map emerged with golden flames burning on the ground.
Although the three golden ladles held strong momentum, this suddenly appeared array map’s defense was equally formidable. It merely cracked slightly under the pressure of the golden ladles but wasn’t completely broken.
"When did this kid..." Meng Baixiong’s eyes suddenly narrowed. He actually didn’t know when Ning Fan set up a defensive formation here.
Could it be that this kid somehow predicted the time and place of his attack in advance and set up the formation here beforehand?
No, that’s not right! This formation has many flaws, clearly hastily erected! This kid only set up this array hidden from sight, after Meng Baixiong arrived! But is such a feat possible for an ordinary Immortal Venerable and external cultivator!
It must be noted that formations and grand momentum influence each other, hence any act of setting up a formation often causes changes in the world’s momentum. Even the slightest change in momentum cannot escape Meng Baixiong’s eyes. To completely conceal it, the formation setter must fully control the area’s momentum, leaving no trace of change. Though it’s possible, only the elders of the Dabei Clan’s Immortal Emperors, those obsessed with the Dao of formations, can achieve this.
This kid’s attainment in the Dao of formations, could it have reached such a level!
Unfortunately, this formation was hastily set up and can’t withstand more than a few attacks. No matter how high this kid’s cultivation in the Dao of formations is, it’s useless!
"Shatter for me!"
Two strikes!
Three strikes!
Four strikes!
The defensive formation Ning Fan set up by temporarily manipulating the momentum only endured four strikes from Meng Baixiong’s Golden Ladle before shattering.
When the formation light shattered, three large Golden Ladles slammed towards Ning Fan, one aimed at the Emperor Butcher. The two screamed miserably, their brains burst open, leaving only their spirits scrambling from their corpses.
Hit again! Even Ning Fan’s and the Emperor Butcher’s spirits will be crushed to oblivion by the Golden Ladle!
"Humph! As expected of external cultivators, they died so easily, truly pathetic weaklings! I didn’t expect that my actions this time would also eliminate the Blood Martial Master! The world knows little about the Blood Martial Master’s nature, only hearsay. But now it seems, the Blood Martial Master is not as terrifying as rumors suggest!"
Meng Baixiong sneered slightly, his figure flickered, appearing in front of Ning Fan’s corpse, grabbing Ning Fan’s storage pouch with five fingers.
He traveled thousands of miles to kill Ning Fan, not as much for vengeance for his grandson Meng Zhen, as to retrieve the Yan Zu Jin Zhang belonging to the Meng Family.
Meng Baixiong unlocked Ning Fan’s storage pouch, reaching inside to search. But as soon as he extended his hand, intense pain shot up his fingers, as if bitten by something, causing him to retract his fingers abruptly.
Unexpectedly! The thing biting his finger was not other than the bloody head of his grandson Meng Zhen!
"Ancestor, I’m suffering, I am unwilling, I’m dying in unwillingness!"
"Why did it take you so long to avenge me, I’ve waited for this day in agony, agony!"
It was Meng Zhen’s head gnawing at Meng Baixiong’s flesh, wailing endlessly.
Meng Baixiong’s eyes suddenly darkened!
According to his deduction, Meng Zhen died in the Two Worlds’ Seal, without a trace of his bones remaining, definitely no head left behind!
Why did Meng Zhen’s head appear in this external cultivator’s storage pouch!
It’s... It’s fake! Everything in front of him is false!
"I’ve... fallen into an illusion!"
Break!
Meng Baixiong roared furiously, the surrounding world suddenly shattered, peeling away piece by piece. The scenery blurred then gradually cleared up again.
Indeed an illusion!
Truly an illusion!
Luckily for Meng Baixiong, the illusion did not deal significant damage, the injuries to his Immortal Emperor’s divine sense were almost negligible.
But before he could celebrate, intense chest pain wracked him as a powerful force pierced through his chest, sending his body flying backward like a torn cloth in the sky. As the scenery finally regained clarity, Meng Baixiong finally saw, standing in the air before him, was a colossal figure who blasted a bloody hole in his chest with one punch!
The culprit who dealt a heavy blow with one punch was none other than a Giant Mist Giant with only half a body!
This Giant Mist Giant’s punch almost reached the strongest force of a Sixth Tribulation Immortal Emperor! Meng Baixiong’s Immortal Emperor physical defense could ignore Ning Fan’s Five Sword strikes and self-destruction, but could not ignore the punches from this Giant Mist Giant!
As an Immortal Emperor of Stone Flame, Meng Baixiong would not mistake it! This Giant Mist Giant... is clearly the guardian spirit of the Yan Zu Jin Zhang!
Damned! Damned! Damned indeed!
The goal of this trip was to kill Ning Fan, retrieve the Yan Zu Jin Zhang that belonged to Meng Zhen! Killing Ning Fan was secondary, retrieving the Golden Palm Command was the priority! He had even considered Ning Fan’s desperate counterattack and using the Golden Palm Command, hence before the trip, he borrowed a treasure from Stone Flame Master, which could deprive Ning Fan of the command’s power, eliminating any chance of a fatal counterattack!
But who could have guessed he’d fall into an illusion! Before he could activate the treasure, Ning Fan had already used the Golden Palm Command while he was ensnared in the illusion!
Miscalculated!
What is the Yan Zu Jin Zhang?
Any holder of the command can make a wish to the Yan Zu Jin Zhang! As long as the wish is within the command’s capabilities, the guardian spirit of Yan Zu Jin Zhang will fulfill it!
The guardian spirit before him was summoned by Ning Fan using the Golden Palm Command!
The illusion cast on Meng Baixiong was also set by Ning Fan! The Emperor Butcher didn’t assist him!
Since the Fire Soul Tower incident, Ning Fan’s attainment in Illusory Arts has vastly improved, even capable of directly deflecting high-grade Taixuan-level illusions. By illusory art attainment alone, he’s comparable to many Immortal Emperors. Therefore, setting an illusion upon a Sixth Tribulation Immortal Emperor isn’t entirely impossible, yet the process is certainly not simple, requiring precise calculation.
Immortal Emperor’s Heart Spirit is incredibly solid. Without some vulnerability, even with Ning Fan’s current cultivation, regardless of how high his illusory art attainment is, it wouldn’t be successful.
In order to make Meng Baixiong’s heart spirit show a moment of weakness, Ning Fan first launched an attack with thirty million flying swords, followed by the self-destruction of five swords, and then secretly set up defensive formations. This series of actions was actually just a lure, aiming to shock Meng Baixiong, as shock often leads to a momentary weakness in heart spirit, no longer calm...
It could be said that all previous maneuvers were just bait to make Meng Baixiong’s heart spirit falter for a moment! Ultimately, Meng Baixiong succeeded in faltering, and Ning Fan took the opportunity to cast an illusion technique on him!
Ning Fan’s skill in illusion techniques was profound, but he didn’t know any powerful illusion technique capable of one-hit kills. Among the illusion techniques he had learned, the most powerful was the Dark Night Illusion Technique comprehended during the Demonized Dark Night Dao Elephant Perfection. However, even this technique could not cause significant damage to Meng Baixiong, who possessed the divine sense of an Immortal Emperor.
At most, it could only confuse Meng Baixiong briefly.
Using illusion techniques to confuse Meng Baixiong’s mind was still not Ning Fan’s ultimate goal. His final goal was to launch the Flame Ancestor’s Golden Palm Command while Meng Baixiong was trapped in the illusion!
Ning Fan had consulted the guarding spirit, and the answer was that the Golden Palm Command he held was too ancient. If it were in its full glory, it could grant a wish to annihilate all powerful beings below Quasi-Saint level; but now, with greatly reduced power, it could only kill Immortal Emperors around the Sixth Calamity. If the opponent excelled in defense or escape, there’s a chance of failing.
Ning Fan didn’t know if Meng Baixiong was extremely skilled in escaping or defending, but he firmly believed that Meng Baixiong dared to come and kill him, likely having a backup plan to counter the Golden Palm Command Ning Fan possessed.
Considering the limited use of the Golden Palm Command, and Meng Baixiong was obviously coming for the Golden Palm Command... Ning Fan secretly speculated that Meng Baixiong likely had some means to forcibly stop him before he could deploy the Golden Palm Command.
The opponent was coming for the Golden Palm Command, how could he allow it to be used!
Therefore, Ning Fan needed illusion techniques to trap Meng Baixiong briefly!
Just a brief moment would be enough for him to take the opportunity to make a wish with the Golden Palm Command!
The wish Ning Fan made with the Golden Palm Command, of course, was only one...
At all costs, kill Meng Baixiong!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the Golden Mist Giant had launched a hundred punches at Meng Baixiong, most of which were blocked by Meng Baixiong’s Celestial Purging Ladle, but there were still some attacks that inevitably landed on him.
To think a dignified Immortal Emperor was frantically fleeing under the attacks of the Golden Mist Giant, his injuries were worsening, with most of his physical defense shattered, his aura remarkably declining, even his cultivation level was showing signs of drop!
He was not the opponent of the guarding spirit of the Golden Palm Command, not at all! Even though the power of this Golden Palm Command had been worn out!
A miscalculation, a miscalculation, a miscalculation! The Golden Palm Command could no longer be regained, and Ning Fan had already lost the best opportunity to kill. In fact, at this moment, what he should be worrying about is not how to kill Ning Fan, but how to survive from the hands of this Golden Mist Giant!
He must flee!
Otherwise, he will surely die at the hands of this guarding spirit!
"Foreign cultivator boy, you’re good, very good indeed! It’s my fault for underestimating you, leading to such a big loss in your hands, but you might escape for now, you won’t escape forever! One day, I will come back to kill you again, let’s see if by that time you still have the Golden Palm Command to protect yourself! Humph!"
Meng Baixiong forcibly swallowed a mouthful of sweet blood, tearing open the surrounding space with both hands, and flashed into it, disappearing without a trace.
Seeing the pursuit target escape, the Golden Mist Giant coldly chuckled and likewise tore open the space, chasing all the way...
Once the guarding spirit of the Golden Palm Command receives the kill order, it will lock onto the target, hunting incessantly without resting! Either it successfully kills the target, or the guarding spirit’s power is exhausted; otherwise, this pursuit will never stop!
Coming back again, is it... heh, that depends on whether you, old man, can survive from the guarding spirit of the Golden Palm Command!
Ning Fan’s expression remained undisturbed, he had many enemies at the Immortal Emperor level, not just this one Meng Baixiong! If he were afraid, then cultivating this dao would be meaningless!
"To think you used your sealed cultivation to heavily injure and repel the Meng Family Immortal Emperor... you’re truly a freak." To the side, the Emperor Butcher slightly closed his left eye, his right eye gleaming brightly.
Originally intending to pay the price of a fallen cultivation to aid Ning Fan, now it seemed unnecessary...
"It was not me who repelled Meng Baixiong, but the Flame Ancestor’s Golden Palm Command. Now that the Flame Ancestor’s Golden Palm Command has been used, next time Meng Baixiong returns to kill me, I’ll be in trouble." Ning Fan sighed slightly.
If he possessed the cultivation of an Immortal King, with numerous trump cards and the Golden Palm Command, he was confident that he could keep Meng Baixiong’s life directly, rather than allowing him to escape...
If he possessed the cultivation of an Immortal Emperor, then someone like Meng Baixiong wouldn’t be his opponent at all!
Such a pity that he couldn’t directly retain Meng Baixiong!
"Pff, rest assured, the harsher the words, the less likely he is to come again. This Meng Baixiong’s ability to deduce is quite good, being able to calculate that my cultivation hasn’t recovered, he can also calculate how I will deal with him in the future! This time, my cultivation hasn’t recovered, allowing him, a mere ant, to ride on my head, but next time... humph! As long as he dares to set foot in Middle State, I will appear in front of him in ten breaths and let him understand the consequences of disrespecting me!"
The Emperor Butcher coldly chuckled, from start to finish, she never considered the puny Meng Baixiong worth her attention. Except for the five supreme beings, she was a capable warrior who could battle against the Vacant Flame Dead Emperor and the Holy Mountain’s Bright Buddha. Did she really need to pay attention to a Sixth Calamity Immortal Emperor!
"...and whether that old rat can survive the pursuit of the guarding spirit of the Golden Palm Command is still unknown. Even if he can miraculously return to Stone Flame, he’ll definitely be gravely injured and dying, requiring over ten thousand years of recuperation to recover his peak state. Giggling, do you think it’s so easy to recover from the dying injury of an Immortal Emperor, especially when wounded by the Golden Palm Command? Look at the Baihua Great Emperor, even if Meng Baixiong can miraculously survive, the injury won’t be lighter than that of the Baihua Great Emperor, it will only be more troublesome..."
Screech!
Behind them, a large flock of Yellow Springs Flying Birds continued to approach, previously fearing Meng Baixiong’s fierce aura, they dared not approach. Now that Meng Baixiong had left, these flying birds once again came after Ning Fan.
Really tiresome!
"What to do, should we stay here for three hours until my cultivation recovers, and help you kill this flock of Yellow Springs Beings?" the Emperor Butcher frowned impatiently.
"Better not, I don’t want to fight against the Immortal King Fierce Beasts among the Yellow Springs Beings for three hours while being injured, let’s directly leave the Fire Soul Tower."
"Leave? How? Grab another Yellow Springs Being to ride on and fly away? This one seems to be dead..."
The Emperor Butcher kicked the corpse of the Heavenly Dog on the ground several times, the little leader of the Heavenly Dog that had previously carried them appeared to have slammed into Meng Baixiong’s mana wall and died...
"No, it’s just playing dead. This Heavenly Dog has quite a sharp spirit, even knowing how to fake death... interesting."
Ning Fan followed suit, kicking the Heavenly Dog corpse.
Unlike the Emperor Butcher’s weak and powerless kick, Ning Fan’s kick was heavy, very heavy, without deliberately using Ancient Chaos Grand Emperor’s power, but still made the dog pretending to be dead on the ground squeal, and scurry to its feet.
"Oh? This Heavenly Dog is actually just pretending to be dead; with my eyesight, I couldn’t see through it. Haha, in terms of pretending to be dead, this dog is definitely at the level of an Immortal Emperor. It’s surprising that you managed to see through it! Not bad!" Emperor Butcher praised, though it was unclear if he was praising Ning Fan’s keen vision or the Heavenly Dog’s convincing act.
The pursuit of the Yellow Springs Beings was near, so Ning Fan didn’t waste any more time and awakened the playing-dead Heavenly Dog, departing at once.
First scheming against the Well of Worries, then against Meng Baixiong, it could be said that Ning Fan’s survival through two great tribulations was largely due to his meticulous calculations.
A series of precise layouts took a toll on his spirit, and the final illusion that trapped Meng Baixiong almost drained Ning Fan’s heart spirit, leaving him extremely exhausted and in need of rest.
This was also why he was unwilling to waste more time here. If not for this, he wouldn’t mind running around for a few more days to gather more points in the Fire Soul Tower.
Now, on the twenty-eighth day of the illusion trial, the entrance to the Fire Soul Tower had long been opened, and the vast majority of participants had already left early, with most of the remaining ones on their way to the first floor.
The illusion trial lasts a month, and after it ends, the scores of all tribes that fail to leave the Fire Soul Tower on time will be voided. Therefore, arranging the departure time reasonably is an important aspect of the illusion trial.
Ning Fan rode the Heavenly Dog, flying away from the Fire Soul Tower. With the Heavenly Dog carrying him, it was naturally much easier than trekking on foot. The journey that took several days to reach took only a dozen breaths to escape from.
However, the overwhelming pursuit of the Yellow Springs Beings along the way scared the wits out of many participants.
"Once we leave the Fire Soul Tower, these Yellow Springs Beings won’t pursue us anymore. I never expected that until the end of this trip, I would rely entirely on you to care for me rather than recovering my cultivation... With your achievements, you should be able to seize the first place in the second round of the tomb raiding. As far as I know, if one’s score in the illusion trial reaches a certain level, one can receive a reward from the Saint Ancestor, just like in the strength trial. With your score, I wonder what reward you will receive from the Saint Ancestor..." Emperor Butcher smoothed his wind-blown hair and smiled sweetly.
"Another reward from the Dabei Saint? That would be good news."
Ning Fan also smiled.
This trip cost a lot, but the gains were equally significant. Overall, it ended on a relatively perfect note.
The Heavenly Dog followed orders and landed on the ground. Ning Fan and Emperor Butcher arrived in front of the stone door at the entrance of the first floor.
This stone door would open when approached by someone and close when no one passed through.
Before Ning Fan, a group of tribal contestants had just passed through the stone door, but when Ning Fan approached, something unexpected happened.
Clearly near the stone door, yet it did not open automatically.
Attempting to push the door resulted in a force comparable to an Immortal Emperor’s seal emanating from the door, causing Ning Fan’s chest to churn with blood, forcing him to retreat several steps to stabilize himself.
His brows furrowed immediately.
"The stone door has been tampered with; it seems to prevent us from opening!" Emperor Butcher carefully observed the door and concluded.
"Who could have done this?"
"I don’t know! It looks like an Immortal Emperor is secretly casting a spell outside the Fire Soul Tower to hinder our departure. The aura is neither from Meng Baixiong nor from Emperor Lou Tuo, who holds a grudge against you... Haha, it turns out the Immortal Emperor of the Holy Mountain is targeting you. I’m intrigued as to how you got involved with the Holy Mountain Immortal Emperor. Reckoning the time, the Holy Mountain Mausoleum is indeed due to reopen, but before the illusion trial, it was always closed. You shouldn’t have had the chance to offend the Holy Mountain Immortal Emperor..."
"The Holy Mountain Immortal Emperor?"
Ning Fan was taken aback, then gave a slight cold smile, as if contemplating something.
The distant Yellow Springs pursuit was still approaching, and Ning Fan didn’t plan to linger longer. The stone door indeed had an Immortal Emperor level seal, but breaking this seal was no big deal for Ning Fan.
A mere seal was nothing compared to confronting Meng Baixiong directly; cracking this one was relatively simple.
Ning Fan flicked his sleeves, sending out streams of Grand Momentum Golden Light, striking the stone door. Each beam of golden light hit the weak points of the seal on the door, causing the seal’s power to slow down gradually until it even halted completely.
With a cracking sound, Ning Fan opened the stone door, and the two of them flashed out of the Fire Soul Tower. The Yellow Springs Beings in the distance could only watch Ning Fan leave, roaring in anger with deep unwillingness in their voices.
They were incapable of pursuing beyond the Fire Soul Tower.
They had unexpectedly let the trespasser of the Yellow Springs escape! It was a gross dereliction of duty!
Roar!
Beastly roars vented in all directions, and suddenly, some Yellow Springs Beings that arrived late found a target to vent their anger on.
They noticed a certain dog pretending to be dead on the ground!
That damn traitor!
If it weren’t for it carrying Ning Fan all the way, how could Ning Fan have escaped!
It was impossible to chase Ning Fan, but slaying the traitor was possible!
Hundreds and thousands of Yellow Springs Beings locked their murderous intents onto a certain Heavenly Dog leader.
That Heavenly Dog leader shivered in fear, jumping up from the ground. It wasn’t so conceited as to withstand the siege of thousands of companions; if it stayed inside the Fire Soul Tower, it was only a matter of time before it died!
Had it come to this, escaping the Fire Soul Tower was the only option!
But... once it leaves the Fire Soul Tower, once it strays from the Yellow Springs, it would be considered as betraying the Yellow Springs, the Heavenly Dog Clan, and the pact...
Is it better to die, or to betray the race!
Is there really a need to think about it? Oh, come on!
Awoo!
The Heavenly Dog leader decisively chose betrayal, utterly shameless, darting out of the stone door to follow its new master.
Behind it came countless scornful and contemptuous roars from its own kind...