Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor-Chapter 829 - 322: Turning Point

"Evacuate, evacuate Taiyuan Castle immediately," the Third Main Summoner was scared out of his wits.

In the face of the natural power of thunder and lightning, even a mighty Summoning Court was so insignificant.

The summoners, to save their lives, either transformed with magic wings or summoned flying magical beasts.

But they forgot, no matter how swift-footed a demon beast might be, in front of the speed of lightning, it was mere dust.

And the thunderbolts seemed to have eyes, striking with precision; the summoners were shot down mid-air like moths with burning wings.

The Third Main Summoner didn’t care about the other summoners’ lives and hurriedly attempted to escape.

His strength had reached Magic Emperor First Rank, sprinting all the way, he finally broke free from the mountaintop area.

Surely, this should allow him to preserve his life.

Ahead lies the Sea and Sky; once he left here, he could escape from Taiyuan Mountain.

As someone of Summoner level, the Third Main Summoner was somewhat acquainted with the happenings in Taiyuan Mountain.

He vaguely knew the origins of that Purple Cloud, but he thought that by just avoiding the time of the Purple Cloud’s thunderstorm, he could escape disaster.

Who knew the Purple Cloud would suddenly become furious.

"This damn place, once I return, I’ll tell the Summoning Emperor to find someone to burn this broken mountain," the Third Main Summoner muttered.

He looked back unyieldingly.

That glance nearly scared the soul out of the Third Main Summoner.

He thought he had already escaped the threat of the Purple Cloud, but upon turning, six terrifying Thunderstorm Balls containing the force of a thunderstorm were chasing him like phantoms. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"No, no, don’t come near," the Third Main Summoner, in panic, unleashed his magic power, sending gusts of wind scythes, fireballs, and ice blades towards the Thunderstorm Balls.

But none worked; the Thunderstorm Balls kept closing in.

"Ah---"

The air echoed with his screams in the forest of Taiyuan Mountain.

At the foot of the Taiyuan Mountain, Xia Wenxu, who had been waiting for days, looked up at the Purple Cloud in the sky.

"Cause and effect, evil cause leads to evil consequences; if you knew today would happen, Taiyuan, would you have regretted it?"

When the Purple Cloud erupted violently, the people trapped in the Demon Beast Corridor from the Six Great Forces were on their last legs.

The ground was covered with bodies, and the magic wand in Lan Heqi’s hand was already dyed red with blood.

It was the blood of demon beasts and also their own.

The people beside her fell one after another, yet the Purple Gold Demon Beasts seemed to possess infinite life force, never giving up until the last moment.

"Listen, if this goes on, we’ll all die. Qi, break out with a part of the people," Lan breathed heavily, her body already deprived of much magic power.

She knew, if all of them were to die in Taiyuan Castle, then the Mainland Magic Elite Camp would have no future to speak of.

Yun Sheng had been missing for more than half a day, his life or death uncertain.

At the moment, only Qi was in slightly better shape, even if it meant dying, she had to ensure Qi broke through.

"Any of you who can get this Prince out, I’m willing to give him one million Purple Gold Coins," Li Shao gasped for breath under the escort of Tang Yuan mages.

Looking at the ferocious Purple Gold Demon Beasts, whose offensive made him ever suffocated, Li Shao’s psychological defenses had crumbled.

"Keep your filthy money," Tian Yiyu glanced at Zhou Qingchuan, his eyes carrying a few tears.

If she were to die together with Zhou Qingchuan, at least on the road to the Underworld, she would not be alone.

"No, listen, what’s that noise outside the castle," Fire Spirit Huo Yu’s body was also adorned with injuries.

Together with Bu Jiuxiao and Ru Yi, he blocked those two commander-ranked demon beasts, making an effort to keep everyone safe.

Upon Huo Yu’s remark, everyone heard a rumble of thunder outside the castle.

The thunderous roar continued endlessly, yet strangely, when the thunder sounded, those initially ferocious, fighting to the point of tearing each other apart Purple Gold Demon Beasts turned quiet.

As if they heard a command, they sprawled on the ground.

They gradually transformed into Purple Gold Demon statues, motionless.

Faced with this bizarre scene, though everyone felt their heart racing, they remained alert but daringly moved quickly through the Demon Beast Corridor.

After moving away the obstructing boulders, they finally saw the sky outside.

Although the sky was still shrouded with Purple Clouds, unable to glimpse a clear sky, everyone felt the surge to exhale in relief pulsed through them.

Getting out of the castle, everyone cheered, surviving from Taiyuan Castle, it was like an unwavering nightmare.

"Look, there’s..."

On the hillside, lay charred corpses and demon beast bodies.

From the scattered magic wands and clothes, they were from the Summoning Court.

"Why are people from the Summoning Court appearing, weren’t they supposed to have left already?" Amid their disbelief, thinking back to earlier incidents, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

The people of Summoning Court, with ambitions of wolves, hastily withdrawing from the search for a Divine Artifact earlier was already suspicious.

But now it seems they were trapped in Taiyuan Castle unwittingly; the return of the Summoning Court people, clearly, the sealed entrance and those suddenly appearing Purple Gold Demon Beasts were closely related to the Summoning Court.

"Summoning Court, once I’m down the mountain, I won’t let them off easily," Cheng Bai lost his earlier gentility, his face twisted in ferocity.

"We should get down the mountain immediately; it’s too dangerous here," Li Shao, having narrowly escaped, had no inclination of searching for a Divine Artifact; he only wished to get down the mountain immediately.

Regardless of the Eight Desolate Divine Artifacts, if he knew such fate awaited, he’d never have come to Taiyuan Mountain.

The mages he brought suffered the worst losses, even Ke Ling perishing in the earlier chaos.

"No, besides escorting the injured down the mountain, the remaining ones should stay behind, look for the missing few and...those brothers and sisters buried in the castle," Lan’s voice choked slightly.

This usually proud and unparalleled genius mage, felt so powerless within Taiyuan Castle.

She watched helplessly as former colleagues died before her and was impotent to assist.

Aside from the missing Yun Sheng and Dugu Xiu, among the alliance team of the Elite Camp and Hou Qin, only five remained: she, Qi, Lady Chi Bi, one mage, and one martial artist.

Taiyuan Castle had already collapsed extensively, Yun Sheng’s chance of survival was already low, but as long as a glimmer of hope remained, Lan swore she would bring back Yun Sheng and the remains of those fallen members.

"Are you mad, risking so much for a few dead; this Prince won’t bother to join your madness," Second Prince Li Shao sneered a few times, leading Tang Yuan’s remaining two or three away boastfully.