Chapter 204: Chapter 19: Besieging the Mad Daoist (2)

Huang Shen stroked his chin and clicked his tongue. "This is getting a little tricky. Number Three, Number Four, no need to hide and wait for a chance to ambush. Come on out. Let’s surround and kill this man together!"

The moment he finished speaking, two beams of Sword Aura flashed from the Water Cloud Bead in Fang Cheng’s hand, shooting straight toward Jiachen Island.

The Mad Daoist laughed in fury. He seemed to recognize the origins of Huang Shen, Feng Ziang, and the others, roaring, "You Yinluo Sect people have gone too far! Do you really think I’m some pushover made of clay?"

With that, he let out a long cry.

From Jiachen Island, two beams of light suddenly shot out, heading straight for Feng Ziang and Master Wanqing.

Within the light were a massive serpent crackling with lightning and an ugly old woman.

The Thunder Python possessed a Tier Two Mid Stage Cultivation. With a menacing aura, it locked onto Feng Ziang and Master Wanqing the moment it appeared. It opened its great maw, and countless Yin Thunder bolts the size of bowls flew out, attacking the pair.

Meanwhile, the Mad Daoist’s disciple, the old woman holding the Cyan Snake Staff, changed direction in her Escape Light and flew toward Fang Cheng.

「At the same time.」

Thunder Light erupted from the Mad Daoist’s body. The blinding, incandescent flash instantly bleached the sky of all color.

The Thunder Light detonated mid-air, and a sea of lightning several acres wide materialized in the sky.

The towering figures of twelve Immortal Capital Thunder Gods, coalescing from endless Thunder Light, slowly rose from the sea of lightning.

"All of you will die here today!"

The Mad Daoist roared furiously. The twelve Immortal Capital Thunder Gods merged into one, forming a Thunder Giant a thousand feet tall that brought its palm crashing down on Madam Ye and Huang Shen!

The Thunder Light was like a tribulation—unavoidable!

Madam Ye’s expression was composed and serene. Even facing such a violent attack, she maintained her dignified and elegant bearing.

With a wave of her long sleeve, a completely black Iron Umbrella flew out. It unfurled in mid-air, instantly expanding tenfold to block in front of her Water and Fire Giant.

BOOM!

A violent explosion echoed through the sky.

Invisible ripples spread out across the open sky.

The Thunder Light slammed into the iron umbrella, sending sparks of electricity scattering in all directions.

Amid the blinding Thunder Light, the glow of the iron umbrella dimmed as it spun endlessly. The Thunder God colossus also broke apart into twelve figures, which fell back into the sea of lightning.

From behind the iron umbrella, a brilliant Sword Aura suddenly shot out, slashing toward the Mad Daoist.

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「Meanwhile.」

Feng Ziang and Master Wanqing joined forces. Their two clashing sword auras, each with a distinct style, cleanly and decisively slew the Thunder Python in just a few breaths.

A non-sentient Second-Order Mid-Term Demon Beast like this might be difficult for an ordinary Loose Cultivator to handle, but for Sword Cultivators from Demon Lion Peak like them, who specialized in the most lethal Sword Techniques, it was hardly a challenge.

After taking care of the Thunder Python, the two immediately looked toward Fang Cheng, afraid that Lao Qi might have suffered a loss at the hands of the Mad Daoist’s disciple if they were careless for even a moment.

But when they looked, they saw Fang Cheng standing on the Magnificent Jade Ship. In the empty space before him, the ugly old woman was bound tightly by a glittering golden rope.

Then, a flash of Sword Aura streaked past.

The old woman’s head was severed. She hadn’t even been able to fight back.

Fang Cheng waved his large sleeve, sending out the Li Hen Demon Light. It wrapped around the old woman’s corpse, and a black, raging fire erupted, refining her in an instant.

In his Qi Sea, the Resentment Demon Bead trembled slightly, and a surge of pure, dense Spiritual Qi quietly flowed out.

Feng Ziang and Master Wanqing exchanged a glance. Without paying any more attention to Fang Cheng, they both charged toward the Mad Daoist.

From a distance, a violent, surging sea of lightning roiled ceaselessly in the sky above Jiachen Island.

Three brilliant sword auras clashed endlessly with the twelve phantoms of the Immortal Capital Thunder Gods within the sea of lightning.

On the outskirts of the lightning sea, Madam Ye controlled the Water and Fire Giant, continuously striking a certain spot in the maelstrom. Her attacks caused the lightning to disperse and created openings, forcing the Mad Daoist to retreat a great distance and let the Immortal Capital Thunder Gods take the brunt of the assault.

After a moment, the Water and Fire Giant’s assault weakened and its aura diminished. The twelve Immortal Capital Thunder Gods would seize the opportunity to merge into one massive Thunder God and attack one of the four.

At this point, Madam Ye would activate her Iron Umbrella Magical Artifact to block the Thunder God’s attack.

Her magical artifact was also a top-grade Tier Two item with incredibly strong defensive capabilities, leaving the Mad Daoist helpless against it for the moment.

Then, once Madam Ye had recovered some Magical Power, she would once again command the Water and Fire Giant to launch a fierce assault...

After killing the Mad Daoist’s disciple, Fang Cheng stared intently at the battlefield, his eyes unblinking.

Just then, he suddenly spotted an opening and unhesitatingly unleashed his Immortal Binding Rope.

The long, brightly glowing golden rope passed through layer after layer of lightning, silent and traceless, appearing behind the Mad Daoist with uncanny strangeness.

The next moment, the Immortal Binding Rope shot forward, instantly wrapping around the Mad Daoist’s limbs.

An incredibly powerful sealing force pressed in from all sides, instantly suppressing the Mad Daoist’s physical body, Magical Power, and Divine Sense.

The Mad Daoist was enraged. Thunder Light flared from his body, and he was on the verge of breaking free from the Immortal Binding Rope’s restraints.

Madam Ye’s beautiful eyes lit up. With a flick of her slender, snow-white hand, a drop of Netherworld Heavy Water shot out, flying straight for the space between the Mad Daoist’s eyebrows.

The Mad Daoist strained his arms and had just broken free of the Immortal Binding Rope when he caught a glimpse of a black light flying toward him out of the corner of his eye. He subconsciously raised a hand to block.

BANG! The Thunder Light covering his palm shattered, and a tremendous force, like overturning mountains and upending seas, slammed into his arm. His chest tightened, and he was knocked out of the sky.

At almost the same instant, the simple, ancient-looking Bronze Flying Sword slashed swiftly toward the Mad Daoist’s neck. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

But his reaction wasn’t slow. Sensing danger, his body immediately twisted in the air to evade.

At that moment, however, a warning flared in his mind. He saw another brilliant white light streaking toward his side, even faster than the Bronze Flying Sword!

The Mad Daoist twisted his body violently, avoiding a fatal blow, but one of his arms was taken off by the sharp Sword Aura. Blood instantly gushed like a spring.

「In the distance.」

After unleashing that slash with all his Magical Power, Feng Ziang’s face was pale and his aura was depleted. He had no strength left to fight.

The Mad Daoist roared. The lightning on his body flared as he struggled to suppress his various injuries. He suddenly realized that if he didn’t leave today, he was in danger of perishing. He dodged the Bronze Flying Sword’s killing strike again, abruptly turned his Escape Light, and fled into the distance.

Master Wanqing gave a cold laugh. She produced an exquisite Jade Bell and shook it gently. The chime immediately resounded through the heavens.

As he flew, the Mad Daoist’s soul was struck with a wave of dizziness, and he felt disoriented.

Normally, with his level of Cultivation, he wouldn’t have had such a strong reaction. But he had just been injured by Madam Ye’s Netherworld Heavy Water, then lost an arm to Huang Shen’s full-powered strike. He was already severely weakened.

In addition, he had to constantly evade Huang Shen’s unpredictable and incomparably sharp Bronze Flying Sword. Caught off guard for a moment, he fell prey to Master Wanqing’s successful attack.

At that moment, Huang Shen let out a sudden long cry. His Sword Aura unfurled as he executed the fourth form of the Netherworld Sword Technique: Immortal Slayer!

And then...

An impossibly fast beam of Sword Aura, carrying the might of Heaven-Slaying Earth-Cracking, streaked across the sky.

The void was split in two!

Immediately after, the Mad Daoist’s body was severed at the waist. Blinding purple lightning surged from the wound, instantly swelling to fill the void and sweep away everything.

The incredibly dense Thunder Liquid, surging like a tide, crashed toward them.

Madam Ye deployed her iron umbrella to defend, shielding Huang Shen, Feng Ziang, and Master Wanqing behind it.

Only Fang Cheng was outside the umbrella’s range. Seeing that things were going south, he quickly transformed into a beam of Sword Aura and fled into the distance.

The vast and mighty Thunder Light lasted for several dozen breaths before its power was exhausted and it completely dissipated.

The group turned to look and saw two halves of a corpse floating in the sky, with arcs of lightning still flickering over them.

The beam of Sword Aura that was Fang Cheng gracefully flew back. He sliced off the Mad Daoist’s head with his sword, then activated the Li Hen Demon Light, enveloping the corpse and calmly refining it.

A tide of Spiritual Qi, far more potent than what he had absorbed from the old woman, surged from the Resentment Demon Bead. Like a great river, it flowed endlessly into his Qi Sea.

’What a huge boost!’

In just a short moment, he had gained the equivalent of more than ten years of cultivation.

’If I consolidate this properly, I’ll probably be close to catching up with Feng Ziang and Master Wanqing’s level of Cultivation.’

He held the Mad Daoist’s head and glanced, seemingly casually, into the distance, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

In the distance, standing on the Bridge of Helplessness, Ye Junxian sighed inwardly. A complex emotion welled up inside him for reasons he couldn’t explain. Without a word, he turned and left.

「Xiaocang Island, inside a luxurious Cave Mansion.」

Ye Huang’s face was ashen. With a fierce flick of his wide sleeve, the water mirror in front of him exploded.

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