Eternal Life: I Can Control My Essence Qi-Chapter 153 - 140: The Climax Takes the Stage

"What’s going on?"

The old woman in the black robe was filled with uncertainty and suspicion.

The aftershock she sensed was very similar to the tremor caused by a large array being forcibly breached, affecting the surrounding earth veins.

But the problem was, this was the territory of the Haihe Association, and even she had to sneak around like a thief. Who would dare to attack so brazenly?

"Could it be, someone else had the same idea as me and chose this moment to act?"

"But it can’t be right. These two mines can’t be moved away, so what’s there to covet?"

Thoughts flashed rapidly through Old Mrs. Feng’s mind:

"Could it be someone wants to steal the Soul Thought Bead?"

"No, that’s not it. Who dares to steal from the Celestial Treasure Tower? Besides, Lord Qingxu left a long time ago. Even if a battle were to break out, it wouldn’t be here..."

As she thought of this, she hesitated slightly, then made a decision:

"A third party is involved, I can’t wait any longer. The plan has to change!"

Her original plan was to break through the Forbidden Escape Array and, at the same time, incite a riot to turn the entire mining area upside down.

They were already incognito, and after such chaos, all traces of the past would be erased. Even if the miner slaves were captured and interrogated later, it wouldn’t be traced back to them.

But plans couldn’t keep up with changes. The unexpected event forced her to abandon her original plan and activate a backup plan.

"Act, kill!"

Her divine thought extended, her tone cold and ruthless as she issued the kill order without hesitation!

This was her backup plan. If the riot plan didn’t work, then simply kill all these informed people to erase as much evidence in the mining area as possible.

She was backed by an organization, and without concrete evidence, the Haihe Association had to follow the rules and couldn’t do anything to her or the Feng Family.

"Yes!"

The tall cultivator and other Qi Refining Perfection cultivators from the Feng Family immediately responded respectfully.

Then:

"Boom!" "Boom!"...

Flying swords, jade plates, light wheels, ice waterfalls, fireballs... all kinds of magical artifacts and spells clashed loudly, their dreadful cries drowned out by the earth-shaking roars.

"No!"

"Ah..."

"They’re killing people!"

In the midst of the chaos, over twenty miner slaves were killed or injured in an instant without warning.

They hadn’t recovered much magical power, nor did they have any magical artifacts with them. At this moment, facing the combined slaughter by the Feng Family cultivators, they had almost no resistance.

"This..."

Wu Silei’s mind buzzed, feeling as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, leaving him dumbstruck for a moment.

"In a daze, looking to die?"

Hu Weiwei suddenly pounced on him, cursing loudly.

"Boom!"

A huge silver light wheel rotated and sliced overhead, slashing seven or eight miner slaves in two, blood flowing, piercing a massive crack several meters deep in the stone wall below.

In just two or three breaths, the entire underground cave turned into purgatory, filled with shattered blood, flesh, bones, and dismembered corpses everywhere.

"Ugh..."

The brutally terrifying scene almost made Wu Silei retch, but Hu Weiwei remained calm, desperately pulling him to lie flat on the ground.

The Feng Family cultivators couldn’t be bothered with them, as the remaining miner slaves also had strong fighters, starting to coordinate, casting spells and engaging in a tug-of-war.

The others either hid like Hu Weiwei and Wu Silei or tried to turn around and escape back into the mine.

"It should be over!"

The chaotic situation only lasted a breath before an elderly voice accompanied by terrifying spiritual pressure echoed.

"No!"

"Damn it, they really have a Foundation Establishment cultivator backing them..."

The Qi Refining experts among the dozen or so miner soldiers resisting suddenly expressed a trace of despair.

The glittering silver duster swept across like a hundred strands of silver hair exploded. With just one strike, those dozen people died miserably.

Then, the silver duster reversed, and thousands of silver threads surged, ready to unleash havoc on the remaining miner slaves.

If this blow landed, neither Wu Silei nor Hu Weiwei, nor the remaining three or four dozen miner slaves would escape being torn to pieces—

The amiable elder, the youth in a white robe, and the middle-aged Daoist arrived at the scene and saw this on their first sight.

"Stop!"

"You slut, you’re courting death!"

Enraged and shocked, the three instantly attacked.

"Buzz!"

A faint golden transparent light shield descended from the sky, protecting Hu Weiwei and enveloping Wu Silei as well.

At the same time, a golden hammer, jade flying sword, and an ancient inkstone, the three spiritual artifacts, howled like thunder as they jointly attacked Old Mrs. Feng.

"Not good!"

Old Mrs. Feng’s face changed drastically, her mind buzzing with alarms, her entire body turning cold.

She never imagined that the ones attacking Suiyu Mountain came directly here, catching her off guard and even unable to retrieve her duster for defense.

At the last moment, she only had time to cast a protective Daoist technique on herself before the three spiritual artifacts reached her.

The next instant:

"Boom!"

Amidst the roar, dust and soil collapsed, almost enveloping the entire underground space.

"Clang clang clang..."

The myriad silver threads hit the faint golden light shield, emitting a metallic clinking sound, as dense as rain striking a banana leaf.

Hu Weiwei slumped to the ground, gasping heavily, with a hint of fear in her eyes, followed by relief:

"Fortunately, fortunately, Uncle Seven, Second Brother, and Fourth Brother arrived in time... that old woman is doomed!"

Beside her, Wu Silei stood dumbfounded, seemingly unable to react.

"Swoosh!"

An escape light broke through the dust, revealing the figure of Old Mrs. Feng.

At this moment, her hair was disheveled, her body covered in blood, and her face as pale as paper, clearly heavily wounded.

"It’s a misunderstanding! It’s all a misunderstanding!"

She desperately retracted the duster spiritual artifact, with thousands of silver strands protecting her body, shouting loudly:

"Fellow Daoists, it’s all a misunderstanding!!"

"Please don’t attack again, I’m willing to make amends, to apologize..."

She felt extremely aggrieved in her heart.

Being ambushed had already made her shockingly angry, but seeing the target of the three, she felt even more bitter.

For three Foundation Establishment Cultivators to come and rescue a demon cultivator little girl, their identities were obvious, and they wouldn’t let her live even just to keep it secret!

"Fellow Daoists, please don’t be impulsive, it was all a misunderstanding before..."

Old Mrs. Feng spoke while rapidly extending her divine thought, trying to find an opportunity to escape underground.

The three Foundation Establishment Cultivators in front of her were definitely not someone she could contend with. Her only way to survive was to use the forbidden escape array still present in the mining area to flee from Suiyu Mountain.

Since their target was the demon cultivator little girl, they surely wouldn’t pursue her relentlessly, she still had a chance to escape.

"Misunderstanding?!"

The elder and the other two sneered, their hands not pausing in the slightest, once again joining forces to attack Old Mrs. Feng.

Clearly, they had also guessed her intention and route to escape and had no intention of letting her live.

But at that moment:

The figures of Old Mrs. Feng and the three elders suddenly froze for a moment.

"What’s going on?"

Old Mrs. Feng was extremely shocked, somewhat unable to believe the feedback from her divine thought, and instinctively turned to look.

A light yellow barrier had quietly risen at some point, encapsulating the entire underground space like a sealed eggshell, isolating inside and outside.

"This?!"

Not only her, but the three from the Hu Family were also dumbfounded.

"What’s going on? Why is there a locking array here?!"

Just as they had this thought:

"Clap clap clap..."

Crisp applause sounded, unusually piercing in the silent underground cave.

The crowd turned abruptly to see a young Daoist in a simple Daoist robe stepping casually from the void, with a faint smile on his face.

"It’s really wonderful, it wasn’t in vain that I went through so much trouble to lure you out."

"It’s you?!"

The three from the Hu Family immediately realized, their hearts throbbing, faces slightly changing.

Isn’t this person the newly ascended independent Foundation Establishment? How did he have the ability to discover their secret observation, even to turn the tide?

How could he plot so clearly, as if he had already known their target, waiting for them to walk right into the trap?

"How could this be?"

Beside them, Old Mrs. Feng’s expression also changed, feeling a hint of unease in her heart:

"He had already suspected, and even set up a trap early on? This..."

When exactly were they exposed? Why did the other party secretly set up an array, and she still had no idea?

"Lord Qingxu? It’s him!"

Inside the pale golden light barrier, Hu Weiwei and Wu Silei also widened their eyes, showing a trace of disbelief.

They also hadn’t expected that the situation today would have so many twists and turns, and the battle of the four Foundation Establishment Cultivators hadn’t ended, with Lord Qingxu, who had already left, appearing once more.

"Lord Qingxu..."

The Hu Family elder was the first to react, taking a deep look at Zhang Yao, and slowly said:

"It seems, we underestimated you!"

"Is this your setup? Are you in league with this old woman, just to lure us out?"

As he spoke, he was also using divine thought to stealthily transmit sound, the white-robed youth and the middle-aged Daoist silently moving their positions, forming a vaguely semi-circle encirclement.

As for Old Mrs. Feng, her expression was uncertain, she remained silent, quietly retreating to a corner, taking something into her palm.

Zhang Yao seemed to ignore their little movements, calmly spoke:

"Of course not."

"I merely used a little ploy, letting you jump out on your own, giving me the chance to capture you all at once."

"I have set up similar pre-arranged battlefields in several places. As long as you are still in the mine, sooner or later you will step into the array I prepared."

"Arrogant!"

Hearing his words, the Hu Family elder was angered into laughter:

"Do you really think, this one second-order array can trap us?"

"You are underestimating the heroes of the world too much!"

"Indeed!"

The middle-aged Daoist beside him also nodded slightly, speaking firmly:

"Can you alone, even relying on an array, withstand several Foundation Establishment Cultivators?"

"I advise you to be wise, remove the array, we go our separate ways, each walking our own path!"