Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master - Chapter 1336 - 525: Assassination!
Dragon’s roar echoed in everyone’s heart.
Then, the Huazhang Country Lord unleashed a nine-colored light pillar around him. Though not large, it shot straight into the sky but remained concealed within the palace.
The Huazhang Country Lord’s hands formed seals, chanting Heart Seal, simultaneously performing Body Seal.
The Golden Seal Jade Book suddenly trembled.
It immediately flipped open its cover page, emitting a glorious light of gold and jade, proactively merging with the Huazhang Country Lord’s light pillar.
This generated a mysterious Qi Fortune power, indescribable, penetrating through clouds, skyward, rolling far away.
Cloud Cover Peak.
“Let me see what you really are!” Dong Chen’s unique vision gradually became clear from blurry.
Just as he was about to see the truth…
Boom!
He seemed to hear a loud explosion.
A tremendous force, mountain-like, flew towards and violently struck the Heavenly Cloud Cover.
The Heavenly Cloud Cover shook abruptly, with great magnitude, horrifying everyone.
The colorful cloud on the umbrella surface was instantly chaotic, the nine colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, gold, silver flashed crazily.
The nine main cloud ribbons suddenly tightened, whipped frenziedly, causing the air to crackle. Each whip left golden traces in the air.
Connected by Qi Fortune, Wang Yu and others spurted blood simultaneously.
Though they had perceived the incoming heavy blow in advance, they hadn’t expected the intensity to be so fierce.
Fortunately, Dong Chen had already made arrangements earlier.
Crucial moment, Sword Cry Peak Master Ling Juejian teleported over, immediately surrounding Heavenly Cloud Cover, contributed their strength.
Only then did the Heavenly Cloud Cover stabilise the array, but remained at a disadvantage, in crisis.
Dong Chen’s eyes darkened, temporarily unable to sense the key place, forced to deal with the present situation.
Song Taosheng and others had reached the seventh level.
The leading guard was replaced by a middle-aged cultivator, with a stern face, spoke little.
“This level detains the Golden Core Stage major offenders.” he briefly introduced, with shallow information.
Song Taosheng nodded, glancing around unemotionally.
The layout here was more complex, many intersections appeared. Every short distance, a cultivator guarded.
Song Taosheng and his group obviously felt the pressure—the density of guards here far exceeded the above six levels.
In such circumstances, it was almost impossible to secretly arrange along the way.
Five Death Soldiers had to temporarily dismiss.
After some distance, the guard suddenly stopped walking.
He turned to Song Taosheng and others: “The next passage is called the Thousand Blades Corridor. Total 300 zhang long, the walls on both sides embedded with thirty-six thousand rotating blade wheels. Every thirty breaths they rotate a turn, during which the entire corridor is enveloped in blade light. We’ll dash through during their intervals when they stop.”
Song Taosheng’s heart tensed, raised a question: “Why didn’t I encounter it last time?”
He worried whether he and the Death Soldiers’ identity and purpose had been exposed, the guard deliberately said this to trick them into a trap.
Guard Cultivator: “Last time you came, not adjusted to here.”
“Cloud Prison isn’t just guards and arrays, every key place has mechanisms and traps.”
“These mechanisms and traps, after each major repair, need readjusting.”
“The path I’m taking you has the fewest mechanisms and traps, only three.”
“Rest assured, as long as you follow my words, nothing will happen.”
Song Taosheng nodded slightly: “Alright.”
He realized—if they intended to deceive, why say beforehand?
He and five Death Soldiers quietly stood at the corridor’s entrance, patiently waiting.
The wall gently shook, then revealed dense cracks. Next, countless blade wheels swiftly spun out!
Woo woo woo…
At this moment, the blade wheels stirred whistling winds, deathly blade light filled the corridor.
Song Taosheng and others’ faces were reflected snow-white.
Even the determined Death Soldiers, personally witnessing horrific blade light, couldn’t help but shiver slightly.
Anyone with sharp eyes could see, the terrifying power of blade light, even Golden Core Peak battle power struggled to last three breaths.
Blade light dissipated, blade wheels bounced back into cracks. The wall’s gaps quickly closed, as if never existing.
“Run.” Guard Cultivator reminded.
His words barely fell, he was already ahead.
Song Taosheng and others swiftly followed.
Soon, everyone safely crossed the corridor.
After Thousand Blades Corridor, they soon arrived at Rolling Stone Passage.
Several burly men, muscular arms and faces filled with flesh, all Golden Core Level Body Cultivators, were moving Rolling Stones.
Rolling Stones were only millstone-sized, plastered with talismans.
Guard Cultivator introduced: “These Mystic Iron Rolling Stones, each weighing ten thousand catties. Now only compressed in size by talismans, once mechanism trap activated, they restore normal scale.”
“The walls, floor, ceiling here have talismans, with functions to reverse five senses, spatial change, suppression, slowing, soul capture.”
“Wait for the stones to move, then proceed.”
Thus, all crossed Rolling Stone Passage.
Song Taosheng exhaled secretly, unexpected twists on the journey.
“Fortunately, everything went smoothly!”
Huazhang Country.
Grand Ancestral Temple Hall.
Han Song finished chanting, found himself unable to sit, stood holding white silk.
Others were in the same state as him.
Han Song secretly shocked: “They are indeed incredible! Our side uses National Qi to strike, unexpectedly faces such resistance. Qi fortune entanglement affected all present cultivators, must go all out to counter!”
