Chapter 238: Ambush

"Everyone, retreat. Go as far away as you can. If any of you want to die, then suit yourselves."

When Bai He said the latter half of that sentence, he glanced at Ning Rongrong.

Then he began channeling his techniques into the Xuantian barrier.

As the leader of the Chaos Formation, Ye Shiyuan had to remain completely focused.

Even if he wanted to temporarily suppress the demon dragon, he would probably only be able to hold it back for a very short period of time.

As for Xu Feng, who served as the tail of the formation, he was equally powerless to spare any attention.

Under such circumstances, Bai He could only step in and help.

His own cultivation was already quite high.

Naturally, his spiritual power was exceptionally abundant.

As he poured it into the Xuantian barrier, the barrier’s strength increased considerably.

At the very least, it could temporarily trap the demon dragon and buy them enough time to complete the final stage of the formation.

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth as she stared at Bai He’s back.

At this moment, her anger had already overwhelmed her reason.

Since childhood, she had always been a princess cherished and protected by everyone around her.

No one had ever spoken to her like this before.

And certainly not in front of so many people.

But that was not even the most important issue.

The most important thing was that Ye Shiyuan’s relationship with this young man was obviously far from ordinary.

She clenched her fists tightly.

Han Fuju had originally wanted to take her away.

However, Ning Rongrong suddenly turned around and struck heavily toward Bai He’s back with a palm attack.

The injury on Bai He’s back instantly spread through every limb and every bone in his body.

The intense pain was so overwhelming that for a moment, Bai He could not even react.

"Pfft..."

A mouthful of blood burst from his lips.

Slowly, he turned his head.

The only thing he saw was Ning Rongrong’s cold expression, carrying a trace of malicious satisfaction.

"What right do you have to shout at me?"

She was determined to make Bai He understand the consequences of raising his voice at her.

"You just wait."

Bai He was practically furious to the point of exploding.

If he were not concerned about everyone else’s safety, he would have thoroughly taught Ning Rongrong a lesson today.

"Host, don’t get angry. You can deal with her properly later. Besides, the armor you’re wearing absorbed most of the impact. Nearly seventy percent of the force from that attack was removed. For you, it’s only a minor injury."

Of course Bai He could feel that his injuries were not particularly serious.

However, if he had not been wearing that armor, he would have been severely injured by now.

Ning Rongrong had clearly intended to take his life.

Ning Rongrong seemed to realize that Bai He could not stop what he was doing at the moment.

A smile appeared on her face once again.

She was just about to strike Bai He with another palm attack when, before her hand could even touch him, a strange force suddenly blasted her away.

Her body flew backward and slammed heavily into a massive tree behind her before crashing hard onto the ground.

A figure dressed in white descended in front of Ning Rongrong.

She slowly raised her head.

"Uncle Dai."

Her face was filled with confusion as she stared at the cat mask.

She could not understand why the Uncle Dai Mubai who had always doted on her so much would suddenly step in to protect that young man.

She was obviously the victim.

She had just been slapped across the face.

Moreover, she was already injured.

Yet Dai Mubai showed no intention of caring about her condition.

The white cat mask seemed to radiate endless coldness.

"Host, don’t worry. Dai Mubai is here. He won’t let Ning Rongrong hurt you."

Mo Zhu’s words allowed Bai He to relax slightly.

He continued pouring his spiritual power into the Xuantian barrier.

The formation had nearly been completed.

It seemed that only the final step remained.

"Uncle Dai..."

Ning Rongrong struggled to her feet.

She nearly lost her balance and fell again, but fortunately Han Fuju quickly supported her.

"Young Miss, are you alright?"

Ning Rongrong pushed Han Fuju aside. "Uncle Dai, did you come here specifically to find me?"

"Why are you here?"

Faced with Dai Mubai’s questioning, Ning Rongrong pressed her lips together and lowered her head.

"I only wanted to come here and slay the demon dragon to prove myself."

"Hmph. And because of that, out of the nine people who came here with you, only Han Fuju is still alive while everyone else is dead?"

Ning Rongrong did not answer.

She did not know how to answer.

She had never expected things to turn out like this.

She had not meant for it to happen.

"And now you still intend to kill someone? Ning Rongrong, who gave you permission to attack and kill people?"

Although Dai Mubai wore a white cat mask, the killing intent contained within every word he spoke filled Ning Rongrong with fear.

Dai Mubai had never spoken to her in such a tone before.

Not once.

"Uncle Dai, I didn’t mean to."

"Han Fuju, take her and withdraw for now."

"Yes."

No matter how willful Ning Rongrong might be, she did not dare act recklessly in front of Dai Mubai.

Even her own father treated him with great respect.

...

Bai He suddenly felt a gentle stream of power flow from behind him and enter his body.

"Fifth Senior Brother?"

"Foolish. You actually allowed yourself to be ambushed."

"I couldn’t free up my hands. Otherwise, I definitely would have taught her a lesson."

Dai Mubai frowned slightly.

"This matter..."

He let out a soft sigh.

In the end, he said nothing more.

Inside the Xuantian barrier, the demon dragon continued thrashing and struggling violently.

Wave after wave of deafening roars echoed through the air.