Chapter 839 - 388: Encircling Huang Tianxiao and Acquiring Treasures

Chapter 839: Chapter 388: Encircling Huang Tianxiao and Acquiring Treasures

"Quickly, evade!"

"What!"

From the ninth heaven above, nine Thunder Halberds flashed with lightning, descending fiercely and causing Huang Tianxiao to urgently summon his defensive magical treasure in rage and shock.

Crack!

In his haste, he faced Lin Chang’an’s full-force strike.

"It’s you! You all speak with no integrity!"

Upon witnessing the terrifying Thunder Halberd, Huang Tianxiao’s eyes turned red with anger.

This Thunder Halberd was too familiar; wasn’t it the halberd from his previous transaction with that cultivator?

Meanwhile, under the might of the nine Thunder Halberds charging up, the magical treasure shield in front of him began to crack. With a bang, the magical treasure flew back, dim and dull.

"Haha, my friend must be joking. I am sincere in the transaction, but having seen the conflict, I decided to join in."

Lin Chang’an, disguised, laughed excitedly and seized the opportunity by advancing with this Thunder Halberd in hand.

"Body Refining Cultivator!"

In this encounter, Huang Tianxiao’s face turned red instantly. He truly did not expect the opponent to also be a Tier Three Middle Stage Body Refining Cultivator.

As Lin Chang’an advanced, taking advantage of such an opportunity, he was relentless, unleashing terrifying power with each swing of the Thunder Halberd.

Being pressed, Huang Tianxiao could only urgently summon another defensive magical treasure and operate his Mana Shield to endure.

This kind of dense and powerful attack, especially at such close range, interrupted his every attempt to gather mana for spell casting.

"Jie Jie, I did not expect you to be Mr. Huang, the best under Nascent Soul. I wonder how long you can last, as I have already contacted other friends.

In just a moment, it would be wise for you to hand over the Soul Nourishing Wood willingly."

Lin Chang’an feigned a mad laughter, unconsciously putting great pressure on the opponent.

Despite eleven Core Formation Cultivators besieging him earlier, even with Huang Tianxiao’s strong mana, it would definitely be drained.

Strike while the iron is hot; Lin Chang’an would not miss this chance.

Yet, to prevent the opponent from fighting desperately, Lin Chang’an had to feign greed for the opponent’s treasure.

As expected, upon hearing this, Huang Tianxiao felt oppressed, thinking himself unlucky.

If these people were truly plotting, it wouldn’t be just one person now.

"If you want the Soul Nourishing Wood, then see if you have the fate for it!"

Huang Tianxiao shouted angrily, ruthlessly abandoning the magical treasure in front of him. Taking this chance, during the retreat, he finally released three Tier Three Puppets.

[Profound Soul Needle]

At the moment the puppets were released, Lin Chang’an directly launched a Divine Sense Attack.

Huang Tianxiao instantly showed a look of pain as a piercing screeching sound echoed beside his ear.

"Human brat, beware!"

During Huang Tianxiao’s moment of pain, Lin Chang’an, relying on his robust body as a Body Refining Cultivator, directly moved in front of the three puppets.

[Soul Capturing Profound Sound]

Before Huang Tianxiao could react, Lin Chang’an let out a long cry, unleashing a wave of divine sense aura, a group divine sense attack at such close range.

The three Tier Three Puppets showed signs of stalling.

However, in the next moment, several golden Tier Three God-determining Talismans flashed, prompting Huang Tianxiao to hurriedly manipulate the puppets to dodge.

"Haha, thank you, friend, for gifting me the puppets."

Two puppets had several Tier Three God-determining Talismans stuck on them, and the ghostly light in their pupils clearly showed a struggle.

Yet it was all in vain.

"Who exactly are you!"

In this brief exchange, he lost two puppets, causing Huang Tianxiao to inevitably feel shocked.

Puppets are already rare, but the opponent’s various methods undeniably indicated an extremely strong understanding of puppets.

If not, it wouldn’t be possible to pinpoint the weaknesses so accurately.

The greatest weakness of puppets is their susceptibility to divine sense attacks.

"It would be wise to be discerning, friend."

Collecting the two sealed puppets and the magical treasure the opponent had given up earlier, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but reveal a mocking smile.

Yet, his eyes were extremely serious; if there was a chance to retain this person, he certainly hoped to seize it.

Unfortunately, Meng Xinghai and his group were too incompetent earlier.

If only Meng Xinghai could hold Huang Tianxiao off, he wouldn’t mind stepping in to join forces.

Regarding the people intertwined with Huang Tianxiao and whatever secrets he holds? All of this was arranged by Meng Xinghai.

"Rats!"

Though furious, Huang Tianxiao’s mind was extremely calm, realizing he couldn’t wait for reinforcements.

Just then, the sound of something breaking through the air came from afar; it was Meng Xinghai and his group, who were pursuing.

From start to finish, Lin Chang’an never intended to risk it all; if the ambush succeeded, he wouldn’t mind.

If not, he would delay until Meng Xinghai and the others arrived.

Offensive matters are best left to the professionals.

"Alright, alright! Consider this your win. Aren’t you looking for treasure? Here is the Soul Nourishing Wood!"

Huang Tianxiao was ruthless; coldly shouting, he directly tossed a jade box towards Meng Xinghai and the others, clearly wanting to divert the trouble eastward.

However, Lin Chang’an could clearly sense no familiar feeling from within the jade box.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Chang’an, gripping the Thunder Halberd, charged directly at Huang Tianxiao.

Under the terrifying mana turbulence, Huang Tianxiao had no time to think and summoned another treasure, making Lin Chang’an feel an overwhelming fear.

Huang Tianxiao summoned a scroll, which upon unfolding, displayed an indistinct portrait of a woman in red.

In the next moment, an overwhelming aura erupted, as the woman in red from the painting slowly transformed into a Dharma Image.

"Nascent Soul Dharma Image!"

Lin Chang’an’s pupils contracted upon seeing this, and Meng Xinghai and his group arriving from afar also sensed this aura, nervously bracing themselves.