Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master - Chapter 1337 - 525: Assassination! (Part 2)
Zheng Jing held a Jade Ruyi, gently waving it continuously.
The jade pearl on the Ruyi’s head glowed intermittently, shooting out beams of azure light that converged into a nine-colored light column.
The nine-colored light column had two main sources. One was the national treasure, the Golden Seal Jade Book, and the other was the Huazhang Country Lord.
The Country Lord’s face turned pale at this moment, his hands trembling slightly, and the speed of his seals visibly slowed down.
Wang Shu shouted lowly, driving his Mana wildly, causing the green smoke in the incense burner to flourish. The smoke formed into a dragon shape, entwining around the Huazhang Country Lord.
Han Song continued chanting the sacrificial text, his Literary Energy severely depleting once more, with blood quickly seeping from the corners of his mouth.
With everyone’s efforts, the fortune of the Huazhang Country swelled again, forming a stronger force, striking across the void!
Cloud Cover Peak.
Lu Zhenshu from Fuyao Peak had also joined in.
Dong Chen and others were striving their hardest.
Suddenly, the pressure surged abruptly.
The seven-colored glow on the Heavenly Cloud Cover suddenly dimmed and extinguished, then suddenly flared up glaringly. With each change, terrifying heat waves and cold currents alternated, burning the surrounding cultivators and then instantly freezing them to the bone.
Pa.
A soft sound.
Dong Chen’s pupils shrank fiercely as he saw a main cloud ribbon of the Heavenly Cloud Cover suddenly break, disintegrating into spots of golden light and scattering. The main pendant at the end of the ribbon fell, crashing onto the altar with a clang of shattering echo.
The trembling of the eighty-one small pendants at this moment reached an unprecedented level. The resulting sound fiercely impacted the cultivators present, causing blood to seep from their seven orifices.
Dong Chen was shocked: “So many high-level members have gathered, yet we are still in a passive position. Just what kind of force is the opponent to invoke such a vast power of Qi Fortune?”
There was no other way, Dong Chen knew he had to mobilize other Township Fortune Treasures.
He couldn’t pull more high-level members.
Competing in Qi Fortune was extremely perilous. In this dire situation, once defeated, they would undoubtedly suffer backlash, the Divine Soul could be injured, and their personal fortune would plummet.
The high-level of Myriad Images Sect and the sect were too closely connected, sharing prosperity and decline together. If the high-level is like this, the Qi Fortune of Myriad Images Sect would also suffer terrifying damage.
Fortunately, the Myriad Images Sect’s internal Township Fortune Treasures were plentiful.
There were still three items that could be drawn for power!
More effort!
Dong Chen was straightforward, either not acting or directly mobilizing two items.
In this invisible contest in the dark, the Myriad Images Sect side took the upper hand for the first time!
Huazhang Country’s Imperial Ancestral Temple.
The entire main hall suddenly trembled violently once.
Han Song’s pupils shrank sharply in horror as he saw the white silk recording the sacrificial text in his hand spontaneously combusting, each sacrificial text rapidly being destroyed.
Han Song hurriedly salvaged the situation, driving Mana, mobilizing Confucian Skill, struggling so much that the Literary Energy was overdrawn, and the Heart Spirit exhausted, all just to alleviate this dreadful trend.
Crackling…
A sequence of crisp sounds as cracks suddenly appeared on Zheng Jing’s Jade Ruyi, rapidly spreading.
The light on the jade pearl also dimmed swiftly, no longer able to converge the nine-colored glorious pillar.
The incense burner body was already scalding, with the leftmost of the three incense sticks snapping halfway, and the dragon-shaped smoke form became intermittent.
The Huazhang Country Lord’s face was as pale as paper.
His hands trembled almost unable to form seals, his eyes bloodshot, barely able to support.
The Golden Seal Jade Book trembled intensely.
The sixty-two pages of the Jade Plate flipped madly, with each word on the page glowing, as if burning!
“The entity endangering my country’s future already has such a vast lifespan?!” The mind of the Huazhang Country Lord was shaken, unable to calm.
“Could it be, should I initiate a public national sacrifice?”
The Huazhang Country Lord couldn’t help but feel a sense of regret.
But the situation indeed exceeded his expectations. It was a national sacrifice, even if not public, it involved the nation’s fortune, none other than Huazhang Country’s fortune.
Yet the opponent could suppress the nation’s fortune!
Looking across the world, most Cultivation Kingdoms could not achieve this. Huazhang Country was a powerful nation and a Confucian Cultivation Holy Land.
Through the contest, the Huazhang Country Lord was fully convinced that the opponent was not a nation at all!
Cloud Prison.
The 9th Floor.
Song Taosheng and others stood before the cell door, looking at Qin De inside the cell.
Qin De sat cross-legged, leaning against the wall.
His hair was disheveled, eyes tightly shut.
The leading Guardian Cultivator stepped back a few paces, making space, merely watching from a distance.
Song Taosheng stared at Qin De, slowly exhaling a murky breath: “Qin De, I have come to kill you.”
His voice was exceedingly calm.
The distant Guardian Cultivator was stunned, doubting his ears, what did Song Taosheng just say?
Qin De hurriedly opened his eyes, just in time to see Song Taosheng taking out a Magic Treasure.
Bang!
The next moment, an explosion occurred, the terrifying power precisely targeted.
Although the cell door remained intact, blocking most of the power, some still leaked through like heavy hammers, crushing Qin De’s entire body to a pulp, bones shattered into fragments, becoming a pile of flesh!
“Succeeded!” Song Taosheng exclaimed softly, unable to suppress his excitement.
His painstaking assassination, embracing the determination to die, was achieved!
Qin De didn’t resist at all and was crushed, Song Taosheng and the others had no doubts. It was the Cloud Prison, where all prisoners were detained and heavily restrained.
“Go!”
“Go quickly!!” The five Death Soldiers surrounded Song Taosheng, with one dragging him and turning to flee.
Before the action, they were told if the assassination was successful, and a single blow could kill, then they should do everything possible to bring Song Taosheng back.
A living Song Taosheng was far more valuable than a dead one!
At this moment, the Guardian Cultivator finally reacted.
“Song Taosheng, where do you think you are going!”
“There are assassins, assassins!”
“It’s the enemy, sound the alarm, fully activate the Array!”
Among the five Death Soldiers, three pounced out like fierce tigers first.
Guarding cultivators were only two, at a numerical disadvantage, fighting while retreating.
Song Taosheng was escorted by the other two Death Soldiers on either side, urgently sprinting away.
After running a hundred paces or so, more guards rushed in. Numerically, Song Taosheng’s side immediately became weaker.
“It’s time!”
“Witness my Heavenly Demon Dissolution!”
One Death Soldier bravely activated a Forbidden Technique, exploding themselves, killing over a dozen guards on the spot.
The other two Death Soldiers then cast spells, throwing out special Magic Treasures, gathering all the exploded cultivator corpses into a mass, forming a flesh monster.
The flesh monster rampaged, swallowing in some guards who couldn’t escape, their Divine Souls suppressed, becoming hostages.
The increasing number of hostages also made the guards very constrained, afraid that attacking fiercely would harm their comrades.
“Why hasn’t the Formation been activated yet?!” someone shouted loudly.
“They have scattered numerous Talismans and Breaking Array Items along the way, all of high grade. Forcibly activating the Formation would cause huge internal consumption!”
“We have to wait a bit longer!”
“Damn.”
Despite their numbers, the Guardian Cultivators could only continue retreating.
Song Taosheng and the others forced their way out with the flesh monster charging ahead, clearing a path. Just as they were about to break free of the 9th Floor, a Golden Core Cultivator intercepted in front.
He blew out a fiercely cold breath, freezing the flesh monster directly.
Golden Core Peak Level power!
“You go first!” The second Death Soldier emerged from the crowd, launching a Forbidden Technique, engaging the strong adversary in front.
The fierce feared the fearless, and the fearless feared those without regard for life. The strong cultivator in the guards could only keep retreating against the other’s reckless, suicidal attacks.
Song Taosheng and the others broke through the 9th Floor, entering the 8th Floor.
Bang!
The entire space suddenly shook violently.
The scenery before their eyes started to twist, blur, and shatter, like a picture being torn apart.
Three breaths later, Song Taosheng and the others found themselves standing in a completely unfamiliar place.
Overhead was an endless starry sky. Countless stars twinkled eagerly, some the size of fists, some of heads, some as large as millstones. These stars slowly rotated, scattering blue-silver light that illuminated the surroundings brightly.
