novelraw Chapter 160 : Zhang Xiaofan Pleads for Mercy
Chapter 160 : Zhang Xiaofan Pleads for Mercy
Chapter 160: Zhang Xiaofan Pleads for Mercy
Seeing that her strike had not achieved much effect, Lu Xueqi softly said, “Ghost King, you do have some strength.”
Upon hearing this, the Ghost King’s expression grew even uglier.
He had just broken through to a higher realm and, after establishing a connection with the Fulong Cauldron, his strength had increased greatly. He had originally planned to make a grand showing, yet he never expected to stumble at the hands of a junior from Qingyun Sect. What shocked him even more was that this junior actually possessed the ability to kill him.
At this moment, the Ghost King began to harbor thoughts of retreat, planning to quickly refine Kui Niu and Zhulong.
Zhulong was the guardian divine beast of the Holy Cult’s Barbaric Wastelands, and he had already sent Baihu to capture it.
Once Zhulong was absorbed by the Fulong Cauldron, his strength would certainly increase dramatically. By then, it would not be too late to seek revenge against Lu Xueqi and Qingyun Sect.
But for now, he had to stall for time so that Bi Yao and Qinglong and the others could retreat safely.
Thinking this, the Ghost King hesitated no longer and suddenly poured his power into the Fulong Cauldron.
The massive cauldron instantly expanded, growing to the size of a small mountain and emitting terrifying might as red light surged in all directions.
As soon as disciples of both the Righteous and Demonic Paths came into contact with this red light, their eyes immediately became entranced, as if their minds had been seized.
Seeing this, Lu Xueqi let out a sharp shout, “Wake up!”
Under her shout, those confused experts instantly regained clarity.
The crowd was filled with fear and dared no longer look at the massive cauldron suspended in the sky, retreating backward one after another.
On the other side, after Qinglong escaped, the Withered Wood Ancestor also wanted to take the opportunity to get away.
However, Master Shuiyue, who had previously been suppressed by him and Qinglong, had become ruthless, clinging to him relentlessly and vowing to kill him.
The Withered Wood Ancestor was already inferior to Master Shuiyue in strength. Under her desperate interception, not only was he unable to escape, but he also suffered severe injuries, his demonic power nearly exhausted.
After another exchange, the Withered Wood Ancestor’s spiritual power failed, and he tried to flash away and retreat.
Yet Master Shuiyue instantly appeared along his escape route and slashed down with a sword through the air.
A massive sword radiance flashed by, and amid terror, the Withered Wood Ancestor was cut down.
This legendary figure who had roamed the demonic path for many years ultimately fell at Flowing Wave Mountain.
After killing the Withered Wood Ancestor, Master Shuiyue let out a long breath.
Her injuries were severe, her spiritual power depleted. She decided not to participate further in high-intensity combat and immediately flashed away to rescue other Righteous Path disciples.
At this moment, Lu Xueqi stared at the Fulong Cauldron that was emitting terrifying might, light flickering in her eyes.
Through the blood-red glow on the cauldron, she actually comprehended a trace of Asura power and even deduced part of its cultivation method.
However, when she attempted to circulate her spiritual power, the energy within her body was rapidly transformed into Asura power.
This force was extremely corrosive and even attempted to convert the other energies within her body as well. Lu Xueqi’s expression changed slightly, and she immediately expelled it from her body.
Seeing her actions, the Ghost King mistakenly believed that Asura power had surged into Lu Xueqi’s body, and instead felt a trace of joy in his heart.
He guessed that although Lu Xueqi appeared calm on the surface, her body had already been eroded by Asura power. As long as he persisted, he might be able to turn defeat into victory.
Holding onto this thought, the Ghost King once again drove the Fulong Cauldron. The massive cauldron turned into a streak of light, carrying terrifying devouring force as it suppressed Lu Xueqi.
Lu Xueqi’s expression remained unchanged. Between her hands, gray-black energy surged, radiating waves of destructive aura.
When the Ghost King saw this mass of black energy, his expression changed drastically—he felt a threat of death from it.
In panic, his figure flashed as he fled toward the distance.
The Fulong Cauldron that had originally been smashing toward Lu Xueqi also quickly turned, blocking in front of the Ghost King as it fled together with him.
Lu Xueqi stared at the black energy in her hand and flicked her finger.
The energy turned into a streak of light, instantly breaking through the limits of space and time, catching up to the Ghost King and the Fulong Cauldron.
With a thunderous boom, the black energy struck the Fulong Cauldron.
Amid the violent impact, the Fulong Cauldron shook violently. The patterns on its surface flickered incessantly before shattering completely.
At the same time, a miserable howl came from within the cauldron, as if some living being had suffered a devastating blow.
After that, the entire Fulong Cauldron turned into a streak of light and slammed toward the Ghost King.
Under the Ghost King’s extremely terrified gaze, with a deafening crash, the Fulong Cauldron, together with the Ghost King, smashed into the depths of the distant sea.
At this moment, Bi Yao, who was being protected as she retreated by You Ji and Qinglong, saw this scene and could not help crying out, “Daddy!”
But You Ji and Qinglong knew full well how critical the situation was and dared not delay in the slightest, immediately taking Bi Yao and continuing to flee desperately into the distance.
Lu Xueqi’s figure flashed, and she instantly appeared above that stretch of sea.
Her divine sense flickered as she carefully searched within the ocean.
However, after searching for a long time, she still failed to find any trace of the Ghost King.
This made Lu Xueqi slightly surprised, and she could not help murmuring, “Escaped?”
Deep within the sea, inside a massive cauldron, the Ghost King lay within, barely clinging to life.
He had suffered an extremely severe blow from that last strike, his face deathly pale.
But the Ghost King did not care how serious his injuries were, continuously driving the Fulong Cauldron to flee toward the distance.
As the Ghost King fled desperately, streams of blood-colored energy continuously surged out within the Fulong Cauldron, flowing toward him and completely enveloping his entire body.
Under the wrapping of this blood-colored energy, the Ghost King’s body recovered at a visible speed.
At the same time, the fluctuations of power on his body grew increasingly strong. His original strength, which had only been comparable to the First Level of the Supreme Purity Realm of Qingyun Sect, began to rise rapidly—second level, third level—until it finally stopped at the fourth level.
When the blood-colored energy within the cauldron dissipated, the Ghost King’s eyes were blood-red, and purple patterns appeared on his forehead, making him look extraordinarily sinister and alluring.
The aura around his body was terrifying beyond compare. With every movement, he exuded a power that tempted the hearts of men.
After sensing his own changes, the Ghost King felt immense joy at his transformation.
He had never expected that after being severely wounded by Lu Xueqi this time, he would instead gain a blessing from disaster, receiving the gift of power from within the Fulong Cauldron and directly breaking through to an even higher realm.
All of this was due to the final strike Lu Xueqi had unleashed—an attack imbued with the Law of Death that was far too terrifying.
At the moment it struck the Fulong Cauldron, it directly erased the patterns upon the cauldron.
And those patterns on the Fulong Cauldron were no ordinary things; they were runes specially engraved by ancient powerhouses to seal the Asura.
Lu Xueqi’s attack erased the runes on one side of the Fulong Cauldron, greatly weakening its restraint over the Asura and allowing the Asura within the cauldron to release even more power.
When the Ghost King was on the brink of death, the Asura within the Fulong Cauldron bestowed power upon him.
But what the Ghost King did not know was that while accepting this power, his soul was also being even more severely tainted by Asura power.
When the Fulong Cauldron was truly unsealed one day, the Ghost King would be completely replaced by the Asura. At that time, the Asura within the Fulong Cauldron would be able to fully revive.
After failing to find anything over the sea, Lu Xueqi sighed softly and flashed back to Flowing Wave Mountain.
Looking at the Demonic Sect members who were fleeing, Lu Xueqi hesitated slightly before forming a hand seal with her right hand.
In an instant, thunder exploded across the heavens, and countless bolts of lightning struck down toward the Demonic Sect members.
In just a short moment, those Demonic Sect evildoers who were closer to her were completely annihilated.
Afterward, her gaze turned toward Bi Yao, Qinglong, and the others who were fleeing into the distance.
She did not take Bi Yao to heart, but Qinglong and the others, as high-ranking members of the Ghost King Sect, would cause the Demonic Sect to suffer greatly if they could be killed.
Seeing this, Lu Xueqi’s figure flashed as she chased after them.
At this time, Zhang Xiaofan, who had seen Bi Yao and Qinglong leaving from afar, noticed the direction in which Lu Xueqi was moving. His expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly flew toward Bi Yao’s direction.
Meanwhile, the Qingyun Righteous Path, aided by Lu Xueqi’s lightning power, had completely gained the upper hand and were now pursuing and killing the Demonic Sect members.
When Lu Xueqi flashed to a spot not far from Qinglong and You Ji’s escape route, she pointed into the air.
At once, a massive surge of lightning power quietly emerged, then transformed into a lightning golden sword that struck toward Bi Yao, Qinglong, and You Ji.
Although this was merely a casual strike from her, once it hit Qinglong and the others, they would surely die.
After all, the gap in strength between Qinglong, You Ji, and her was simply far too great.
When Lu Xueqi’s lightning golden sword struck toward them, Qinglong and You Ji sensed the terrifying attack coming from behind and turned to look.
Upon seeing that it was actually an attack launched by Lu Xueqi, both of their faces instantly turned pale.
After exchanging a glance, they hurriedly sacrificed their magical treasures, attempting to forcibly withstand the strike.
However, as soon as their treasures met the lightning golden sword, they were blasted backward. The spirits of the treasures let out mournful cries, clearly suffering heavy damage.
Under the extremely terrified gazes of Qinglong and You Ji, the lightning golden sword continued to slash down with undiminished momentum.
Just as the lightning golden sword was about to strike in front of Qinglong, You Ji, and Bi Yao, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly flashed forward, blocking in front of the three of them, and at the same time cried out, “Senior Sister Lu, please spare them!”
Seeing Zhang Xiaofan appear, Lu Xueqi’s expression tightened slightly, somewhat surprised that he would take the initiative to protect Demonic Sect members.
However, in the end, Lu Xueqi still waved her right hand and dispersed the lightning golden sword.
She coldly looked at Zhang Xiaofan and asked, “Zhang Xiaofan, what are you trying to do?”
Hearing Lu Xueqi’s cold voice, Zhang Xiaofan still said with a resolute expression, “Senior Sister Lu, I beg you to spare them.”
As he spoke, he firmly stood in front of You Ji and Qinglong, as if determined to protect the lives of the three.
At this moment, Bi Yao looked at Zhang Xiaofan standing in front of her, Qinglong, and You Ji, emotion showing in her eyes.
She had never expected that at the most dangerous moment, Zhang Xiaofan would be willing to step forward to save her.
Seeing this, Lu Xueqi coldly asked, “Why?”
With a trace of sorrow on his face, Zhang Xiaofan said, “This is something I owe her. I ask Senior Sister Lu to let her go.”
Looking at the resolute expression on Zhang Xiaofan’s face, Lu Xueqi could not help but hesitate.