Chapter 580 - 541: The Old Hall Master of the Azure Dragon Hall, Wen Yangxi

Chapter 580: Chapter 541: The Old Hall Master of the Azure Dragon Hall, Wen Yangxi

Below them were several smaller Halls, named after various states. Most had either been annexed later on or had come seeking allegiance. Among the Four Great Halls, the Vermilion Bird Hall was held in the highest regard. Its founders were all fishermen, and while the story of their rise is lost to time, their strength is beyond question.

The fame of Wen Yangxi, the Old Hall Master of the Azure Dragon Hall, rested upon these two Clawed Flood Dragons.

Of course.

His strength wasn’t limited to just that.

He had long since retired behind the scenes and hadn’t shown his face in over a hundred years. His son, Wen Chaocan, had taken over the Azure Dragon Hall.

Yet, who would have thought that this Old Hall Master would now arrive, leading an army.

Almost as soon as Meng Qianxun spoke, everyone followed his gaze. Through the gaps between the two Clawed Flood Dragons, they saw a burly, white-haired old man standing atop the head of a serpentine Demon Beast with a red head, a white body, and two wings on its back, his long robes whipping in the wind.

In his hand, he gripped a cyan flute made of jade, its melodious tune blending with the sound of a Horn. Innumerable Demon Beasts poured out from the mountains behind him, like a vast ocean.

It was as if they were all heeding his command.

At this moment, Jinyun Valley’s Spiritual Boats weren’t the only ones under attack.

The moment the Demon Beasts split the fleet of Spiritual Boats, more than forty Golden Core Cultivators had already launched their attack.

By focusing their fire or commanding their Demon Beasts, they shot down seven or eight Spiritual Boats on the spot. Trailing thick smoke and flames, the boats crashed helplessly to the ground, exploding into blinding torches before being swallowed by the swarming Demon Beasts.

There wasn’t even time for screams to be heard.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A series of heavy impacts thundered across Chu State.

However, there was no time to worry about others, as the Spiritual Boat they were on was about to suffer the same fate.

With a loud CRACK, the Spiritual Boat’s protective Array, unable to withstand the attack of the two Clawed Flood Dragons, shattered like a broken mirror. It burst apart, dissolving into motes of light.

This was no time to hide his strength. Chen Che clapped his hands together, and his vast, surging True Essence instantly erupted outwards for thousands of feet, enveloping the Spiritual Boat just before it hit the ground.

THUD!

A tremendous crash.

The Spiritual Boat slammed into the thick mountainside, carving out a massive crater. Debris flew everywhere as the entire mountain trembled. With a deafening, grinding roar, the severed peak toppled over and crashed down the other side.

But this colossal crash was immediately drowned out by the sounds of other Spiritual Boats falling from the sky!

"Hm?"

The flute’s melody paused for a moment. Wen Yangxi’s narrowed eyes held a trace of surprise and suspicion.

Mist Rain Tower’s goal was simple.

Using the treacherous terrain of Chu State, they would cripple one of the factions, causing the alliance—formed out of self-interest—to loosen or even turn on itself. Even if they failed, they could use the local Demon Beasts to eliminate as many Golden Core Cultivators as possible, reducing the pressure for the upcoming war.

As for which Spiritual Boat to target, it was a completely random choice.

Wen Yangxi never expected that this randomly chosen, small Spiritual Boat would be carrying seven Golden Core Cultivators from Jinyun Valley—because he recognized Chen Che at a glance!

The two Major Sects had over a hundred Golden Core Cultivators combined, and each one had their own unique characteristics. This was especially true for Chen Che, who had been on the Star-Picking Sect’s kill list from the very beginning. After he killed Mist Rain Tower’s Second Floor Master, Zhang Miaqing, he was added to their kill list as well.

Of course.

Besides Chen Che, this kill list also included the Chiefs, Protectors, and other high-ranking figures from the Star-Picking Sect and the Primordial Sect. To be on this list meant that Chen Che’s strength and status had been fully acknowledged by Mist Rain Tower!

TOOT TOOT—

The flute’s call rose once more.

Suddenly, the frenzied howls of Demon Beasts erupted from all around.

The Demon Beasts of Chu State weren’t just the ones that flew; there were also those that ran on the ground. Great hordes of jackals, tigers, and leopards, as well as rhinos, demon horses, fire foxes, and even countless bizarre-looking Demon Beasts whose names were unknown, came pouring out from behind the jagged mountain peaks...

They surged forward like a roaring tide.

It turned out that two more Golden Core Beast Masters, who bore a strong resemblance to Wen Yangxi, had also begun to play their flutes, rising into the sky on the backs of their Demon Beasts.

Three masters from the same family!

Three generations of Wen Yangxi’s line—grandfather, son, and grandson—were all Golden Core Beast Masters.

They too had recognized Chen Che, and the other two flute melodies came from this father-and-son pair. Now that they had identified their foe, it was only natural to press their advantage!

"Bring it on!"

Meng Qianxun roared, planting a foot on the boat’s railing and waving a hand. A silver Flood Dragon Python shot out. As it appeared, its body twisted nimbly, its scales flaring with brilliant light to reveal sword-like patterns.

Its dense Demon Qi immediately transformed into sharp swords that whistled through the air.

Meng Changtu crossed his hands, and two beams of light appeared. A Green-Winged Flood Dragon and a Mudskipper Shrimp materialized on his left and right. The Mudskipper Shrimp’s enormous body made the very mountains tremble. With a single sweep of its giant pincer, it smashed countless charging Demon Beasts into pulp, like an autumn wind scattering fallen leaves.

Zhao Shifeng slapped his Sword Box, and countless iridescent lights flew out. With a point of his finger, they transformed into a hailstorm of blades that shot forward.

But even more Demon Beasts slipped through the gaps in the three Golden Core Cultivators’ attacks.

The Cultivators on the Spiritual Boat, who had just managed to steady themselves, were met with an innumerable tide of Demon Beasts. The eyes of these beasts gleamed with bloodlust as, driven by the flute and the Horn, they surged forward like an endless, dark tide.

But in the next instant, amidst flashes of light, Chen Xi’s Black Jade Divine Statue, Lu Yuntian’s blade light, and Xiao Chan’s spear gleam tore these Demon Beasts to shreds.

Blood and gore splattered everywhere, streaming down the steep mountainside. For a moment, the Spiritual Boat at Chen Che’s feet seemed to be floating in a sea of blood! And the oncoming Demon Beasts looked as if they were treading on that very blood to reach them.