Chapter 471 - 342: Purple Mansion Ambush (Part 2)

Chapter 471: Chapter 342: Purple Mansion Ambush (Part 2)

RUMBLE...

The Flying Ship began to shake violently, becoming extremely unstable.

"This is bad!"

Ruan Hao roared. His face turned deathly pale in an instant as he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He staggered, nearly falling to the ground. With bloodshot eyes, he cast one Technique after another at the protective shield, trying to stop the cracks from spreading.

"Hehehe, keep going."

The Purple Mansion Cultivator sneered. He didn’t stay idle, but with a sudden surge, he channeled immense power into his hand and slammed it ruthlessly against the protective shield!

The Blood-colored Profound Bird’s eyes glinted with malice. Its sharp claws raked viciously across the shield with a loud ripping sound, and its beak stabbed down once more!

SHHHRRRIP!

The light of the protective shield flickered and died. Ruan Hao and Lu Ruikai’s faces were filled with unwillingness. In the next instant, with a final crack, the shield exploded violently, sending a powerful shockwave across the entire Flying Ship.

"Watch out!"

Lu Ruikai roared, quickly moving to block the attack. A sharp glint flashed in the Purple Mansion Cultivator’s eyes as he pressed his hand down toward the sky. A giant, entirely-cyan sword, hundreds of feet long, plummeted from above. Its target wasn’t Ruan Hao or Lu Ruikai, but the entire Flying Ship.

The might of a Purple Mansion Cultivator, displayed in its full glory!

"Perish!"

BOOM!

The next moment, Yu Changsheng, who was hiding in the ship’s cabin, frowned. Ripples spread out in front of him, blocking the shockwave. At the same time, the entire Flying Ship shuddered violently. Under this single strike, all the remaining Protective Arrays shattered completely. Finally, with a thunderous roar, it broke apart!

"What’s happening?!"

"The Flying Ship... it’s been destroyed?!"

The exposed Wanxiang Sect disciples cried out in alarm, their faces filled with disbelief and panic. They scrambled to steady themselves, their bodies trembling uncontrollably under the terrifying might of the massive, Blood-colored Profound Bird’s shadow.

"All disciples, protect yourselves! Go!"

Seeing this, Lu Ruikai roared, his eyes turning bloodshot. The aura of his Golden Core Peak cultivation surged as he faced the Blood-colored Profound Bird. He rose and threw a punch, blocking its advance.

Even without Lu Ruikai’s order, the Wanxiang Sect disciples were no fools. Seeing the situation, they scattered like birds and beasts, flying off in different directions.

Most of the disciples in this group were at the Foundation Establishment Realm. There were only a few Golden Core Cultivators, and they were all in the early stages. Helping Lu Ruikai fight the enemy would be a fool’s errand—nothing more than throwing their lives away.

Given the circumstances, protecting themselves was the top priority, lest they become a burden.

Lu Ruikai also knew this. It could be said that more than half of the Wanxiang Sect’s most talented prodigies were here. These people were the future pillars of the sect. If anything happened to them, the consequences would be too great for him to bear.

Therefore, he could only bear the pressure and continue to fight the Blood-colored Profound Bird.

The combined attack technique of the seven Golden Core Cultivators—four at Golden Core Peak and three at Late-stage Golden Core—unleashed a power that, to some extent, was not much different from a Purple Mansion Cultivator’s.

Fortunately, as the sect master, Lu Ruikai’s true combat strength was far beyond that of an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator. For a time, he fought them to a standstill, locked in an intense stalemate.

Meanwhile, Ruan Hao was naturally facing the Purple Mansion Cultivator. Amidst their constant struggle, he was also secretly sending messages, waiting for reinforcements.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

The Purple Mansion Cultivator attacked. A battle at this Realm was already beyond what Yu Changsheng could currently comprehend. Moreover, neither Ruan Hao nor this ambusher was an ordinary Purple Mansion Cultivator. Every strike they unleashed seemed to change the color of the heavens and the earth, stirring the winds and clouds.

However, the aftershocks were perfectly controlled and did not spread out to cause collateral damage. Both sides’ control over their power was precise to the extreme.

’A battle between Purple Mansion Cultivators...’

Yu Changsheng took a deep breath. After just a single glance, he picked a random direction and sped away across the void.

The battle before him was no longer something he could take part in.

"Don’t forget this mission’s target! Pursue him!"

Seeing Yu Changsheng speeding away, the black-robed Purple Mansion Cultivator fighting Ruan Hao in the sky frowned slightly. While forcing Ruan Hao back with a punch, he roared at the Blood-colored Profound Bird below.

SCREECH!

The Blood-colored Profound Bird nodded slightly. A Bloodthirsty light flared in its scarlet beastly eyes. With a flap of its great wings, countless blood-red feathers flashed, filling the void as they shot toward Lu Ruikai.

Lu Ruikai raised an eyebrow. He swung the Long Sword in his hand forward, and thousands of Sword Auras instantly appeared, grinding the bloody feathers to dust one by one. With a flick of his finger, his body shot forward like a sharp Treasure Sword being unsheathed, ramming straight into the Blood-colored Profound Bird.

CRACK...

In the next moment, the Blood-colored Profound Bird suddenly collapsed, and the seven Golden Core Cultivators reappeared. They materialized around Lu Ruikai, surrounding him completely, and exchanged a glance.

"I’ll hold him back. You go hunt the target. Don’t let him escape."

A Peak Golden Core Cultivator among the seven spoke in a hoarse voice. Before he had even finished, three of the seven shot out, found their direction, and sped toward where Yu Changsheng had flown without a backward glance, leaving streaks of light across the sky.

"Target?"

"Who sent you? And who is the target?"

Lu Ruikai frowned, staring coldly at the four remaining Golden Core Cultivators surrounding him. A terrible guess suddenly surfaced in his mind.

"You don’t need to know."

His answer was a tide of blood-red light surging from all directions. The four cultivators shuddered, then pointed at Lu Ruikai in unison. In that instant, countless blood-black Lock Chains spread from their fingertips, densely filling the area and sealing the space around Lu Ruikai.

"Heaven-Piercing Strike!"

Lu Ruikai’s brow furrowed even deeper. He gently breathed out a puff of Brilliance that landed on his Spirit Sword. The Spirit Sword trembled for a moment, then an immense Sword Qi erupted, slashing down through the void!

SHHHRIIIP... SHHHRIIIP...

The Lock Chains buzzed and vibrated. The four men grunted, their bodies trembling slightly, but the ferocity in their expressions only intensified. With a low cry, they swiped another finger fiercely at Lu Ruikai!

"Immobilize!"

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Meanwhile, Yu Changsheng’s expression was grim. He continuously sped forward, his body moving so fast that only an afterimage was visible.

"Kid, you run fast, but if we let you get away, we’ll have a hard time explaining ourselves."

From behind, the sinister voices of the three pursuing Golden Core Cultivators echoed. Using a strange Secret Technique, their figures transformed into three spiraling green lights, rapidly closing in on Yu Changsheng.

’So they’re after me...’

Yu Changsheng gritted his teeth, his face somber. He spread his Divine Sense, sensing the three people behind him, and understanding dawned.

’Two at Golden Core Peak and one at Late-stage Golden Core... They really think highly of me! And they even know a bizarre combined attack technique...’

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Yu Changsheng’s speed didn’t slacken, but he was still a step slower than the three pursuing him.

"This guy... wasn’t he only supposed to be at Foundation Establishment Peak? If we didn’t have the boost from our Talisman Treasure, we might not have been able to catch up to this burst of speed."

The three men following closely behind were even more astonished. Killing intent flickered in their eyes as they closed in on Yu Changsheng’s back.

Among the three, the two with the highest cultivation, at Golden Core Peak, were named Chen Feng and Cheng Tao. The one at Late-stage Golden Core was named Wu Huan.

"Forget it. It doesn’t matter if the intel was wrong. We’ve made foolproof preparations this time and can’t afford to fail. The General can hold back Ruan Hao and Lu Ruikai for us, but we can’t delay either. Let’s end this quickly!"

Chen Feng instructed the other two as they flew.

"Right. We’ve already set up a Heaven and Earth Net on the road back to the Wanxiang Sect. Even if this Yu Changsheng tries to escape, he’ll have nowhere to run. Don’t worry."

Wu Huan and Cheng Tao nodded grimly. As they spoke, their speed increased even more. They placed their hands on each other’s palms and, with a light tap, blood-colored threads spread out, enveloping the three of them and extending far into the distance.

The faces of the three men paled as they all bit the tips of their tongues. Drops of blood fell onto the bloody threads. In an instant, the threads flared with light, and the three of them vanished. When they reappeared, they were already miles ahead of their previous position, continuously flickering as they rapidly closed the distance to Yu Changsheng.

’Teleportation?’

Sensing the commotion behind him, Yu Changsheng’s pupils shrank. He came to a sudden halt. In the void before him, blood-colored threads spread out, and the three figures abruptly appeared.

"Caught you. You run fast. Were you in a hurry to find yourself a grave?"