Chapter 1782 - 1779: Decades of Effort Lost in Vain

Chapter 1782: Chapter 1779: Decades of Effort Lost in Vain

White Jade City, Zhuge family.

Since Qin Yanyang, Tong Yunshu, and Helian Rong, three Core Formation stage masters, returned ten years ago, Zhuge Cang entrusted the Mountain Protection Array matters to Tong Yunshu, allowing him more time for his own cultivation.

A decade of devoted cultivation led him to considerable progress, successfully breaking through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Suddenly, Zhuge Cang’s expression changed dramatically during his cultivation.

He immediately took out a talisman from his bosom, only to find that the Unity Talisman had already shattered.

"Cong’er!"

Zhuge Cang’s heart ached, and he let out a mournful cry.

In Qin Yanyang’s room, Yang Fei was carefully observing the anomaly caused during Qin Yanyang’s cultivation, trying to detect something from it. Suddenly, his ears twitched, hearing Zhuge Cang’s sorrowful call.

He flickered, appearing at Zhuge Cang’s place of cultivation in the next instant.

"Elder Zhuge, what’s wrong?"

Zhuge Cang was not surprised that Yang Fei had quickly sensed something was wrong and rushed over. After all, Yang Fei was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator with an incredibly powerful Divine Sense, capable of encompassing the entire White Jade City. Though Zhuge Cang’s cry wasn’t loud, it couldn’t escape Yang Fei’s detection.

"My Yun Cong has been killed." Zhuge Cang showed the Unity Talisman to Yang Fei.

Yang Fei’s pupils contracted, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes: "What exactly happened?"

Being well-versed in the Rune Tao, he knew the Unity Talisman could be split in two, worn by two people. If one perished, the other’s talisman would break.

The Zhuge family’s descendants were many, with some key family disciples specially nurtured by Zhuge Cang. Though he couldn’t light a Life Soul Lamp for these Zhuge heirs to detect their life status, he established life-and-death sensory connections between them using talismans.

Seeing the shattered Unity Talisman, Yang Fei knew the other party had perished.

But what he asked was about the person’s current location and what they were engaged in.

Zhuge Cang hastened to answer, "This time, the task of transporting the Spiritual Spring was assigned to him and another in the clan..."

As he spoke, his expression changed again, shouting angrily: "No..."

He roared while pulling out two more torn talismans from his bosom.

Yang Fei flickered, disappearing from his original location.

Zhuge Cang promptly reacted, swiftly rushing toward the Transmission Array at the mountain’s base.

Yang Fei took merely a few breaths to reach the Transmission Array set up near the Penglai Immortal Realm.

As soon as he stepped out of the Transmission Array, his powerful Divine Sense immediately covered the majestic Penglai Immortal Mountain in the distance.

"Die!"

In an instant, Yang Fei’s powerful Divine Sense locked onto the Spiritual Spring area, witnessing three Core Formation stage masters slaying two Qi Refining seventh stage disciples of the Ji Family.

At that moment, Yang Fei was utterly furious.

He could scarcely believe that the Southern Domain cultivators dared to be so insolent on Earth!

The century-long gentleman’s agreement was formed by the top masters of the Southern Domain’s four major forces. It had been but a few years, yet these cultivation forces’ disciples dared commit such massacres on Earth, an intolerable arrogance.

As Yang Fei uttered the word "die," his powerful Divine Sense locked onto the late stage Core Formation cultivator committing murder, launching a lethal strike.

Sang Qiu, Dong Huang Jing, and Lü Qiu Zhong detected Yang Fei’s Divine Sense enveloping them the instant it appeared.

Such powerful Divine Sense!

Surely it’s at the level of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Their first response was to flee.

Dong Huang Jing and Lü Qiu Zhong had already seized storage bags holding a hundred barrels of Spiritual Liquid. Sensing the presence of a Nascent Soul cultivator’s Divine Sense sweeping over, they didn’t hesitate to use the Thousand-mile Divine Travel Talisman to escape.

Thus, as Yang Fei’s Divine Sense locked onto Sang Qiu and launched his most potent strike since his Nascent Soul formation, Dong Huang Jing and Lü Qiu Zhong vanished from the scene.

Divine-level Divine Movement Talisman!

Although not top-grade, this talisman remained extremely domineering, capable of instantly transporting the user over a hundred miles.

Yang Fei hadn’t anticipated the pair possessing talismans of such caliber, losing their tracks immediately.

Therefore, the individual before him couldn’t be eradicated.

Instantly, he retracted much of the Divine Sense’s intensity."

"Boom!"

Sang Qiu felt a tremendous explosion inside his Sea of Consciousness, blood oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose simultaneously.

Not only that, he felt his Divine Soul quiver, almost scattering completely.

Fortunately, the opponent seemed to withdraw most of the Divine Sense at the last moment; otherwise, his Sea of Consciousness Space would collapse immediately, erasing his Divine Soul thoroughly.

Forcibly stabilizing his Divine Soul, a terrified Sang Qiu attempted to use the Godspeed Talisman to escape, yet a horrifying scene unfolded.

He found himself unable to move at all.

"How... how is this possible?"

Such a feeling could only be achieved by a Divinity Transformation Realm master’s Domain Law. Isn’t this person supposed to be a Nascent Soul cultivator, and fifty miles away at that? How could such a potent Domain Law be executed?

With uncertainty and doubt, a figure flickered before his eyes.

In the next moment, a large hand clasped around his neck.

The person hadn’t used any Divine Power Means, simply locked him in place through the Power Law, lifting him like a mundane person grasping a commoner’s neck.

"You..."

Sang Qiu tried to speak.

However, the next moment, he felt his breath pause.

The newcomer didn’t exchange a single word, instantly disappearing from the scene with him through Instant Teleportation Divine Power.

And as Yang Fei carried Sang Qiu in pursuit for several breaths, Zhuge Cang finally arrived belatedly at the scene.

He saw no perpetrators, nor Yang Fei, only finding the corpses of Zhuge Yun Cong and two other Zhuge family sons and two Ji family members sprawled across the ground.

"Yun Cong!!"

Zhuge Cang’s tears burst forth, holding Zhuge Yun Cong’s body, weeping uncontrollably. Subsequently, he gathered and embraced the bodies of the other two Zhuge family disciples.

"Ah... oh heavens, how you have wronged my Zhuge lineage... how could it come to this..." Zhuge Cang wailed to the sky.

Zhuge Yun Cong and these deceased Zhuge family disciples were considered exceptionally talented in cultivation. Although Zhuge Yun Cong was only at the Qi Refining Eighth Stage, he was still young, with promising prospects. Entering the Foundation Establishment stage seemed guaranteed, and future advances into Core Formation, possibly even challenging the Nascent Soul Realm, were not out of reach.

Yet now, they have all perished here.

In comparison to other Hidden Sect lineage disciples, the remaining excellent offspring of the Zhuge family, the strongest among them was merely a girl at Qi Refining Fourth Stage.

Through decades of painstaking cultivation, he had managed to foster these few promising seedlings, essential for the Zhuge family’s future foothold in the Cultivation World.

Decades of toil.

At this moment, the despair within Zhuge Cang’s heart surpassed even that during the Zhuge family’s defeat and reckoning years ago.

"Master."

Sometime later, Tong Yunshu appeared beside Zhuge Cang.

Zhuge Cang looked up, seeing her and Helian Rong together.

"Master, please take heart. This vendetta and hatred, I will surely seek justice for the Zhuge family," Tong Yunshu vowed, gazing at Zhuge Cang with concern and earnestness.

Helian Rong glanced worriedly at her, wanting to say something but restrained herself upon witnessing Zhuge Cang’s profound grief.