Chapter 310: Besieging Lou Ri City
Chapter 310: Besieging Lou Ri City
Miaoshu Spirit Master declared, “Hand over Cheng Lingyu and Qiu Yu, and Heavenly Palace won’t trouble the rest.”
Mu Bai retorted, “Impossible! Your Heavenly Palace killed Spirit Masters Fang Mu and Tian Yi first, then hunted Cheng Lingyu. You brought this on yourselves. How dare you shame yourselves further here? Aren’t you afraid of becoming the world’s laughingstock?”
Miaoshu Spirit Master snapped, “Without their deaths, I can’t report success. If you keep blocking us, I’ll slaughter every one of you.”
At that moment, Wu Xuanbo’s group emerged.
“How lively! Accusing Lou Ri City, scheming to kill Cheng Lingyu, steal Holy Artifacts, and claim that unparalleled ultimate skill?”
Wu Xuanbo’s tone dripped with mockery, bluntly exposing Divine Martial Sect and Heavenly Palace’s true motives: killing Cheng Lingyu was secondary—grabbing treasures and skills mattered most.
Divine Martial Sect’s Tianye Spirit Master snorted, “You’re Wu Xuanbo?”
“Correct. Since I’m interested in that scroll and skill, let’s play a game: whoever grabs them first keeps them. Everyone here can join. Sound fair?”
Wu Xuanbo wore a mesmerizing smile, radiating arrogance, though coldness flickered in his eyes.
Mu Bai sneered, “Using others as blades and stirring chaos? A crude trick.”
Wu Xuanbo shrugged. “Crude works best. With Divine Martial Sect and Heavenly Palace leading, even the hesitant won’t fear Lou Ri City. Once all experts attack, none of you will survive.”
His words stoked tension. Many indeed feared Lou Ri City’s retaliation, but a mob assault would overwhelm its seven defenders.
Later, Lou Ri City might only punish major sects, ignoring smaller empire factions.
Cheng Lingyu eyed Wu Xuanbo scornfully. “So eager to kill me—does fear drive you?”
Hu Yuer giggled. “Not just fear—pure terror. If you live, he’ll never rise.”
Yunxiu barked, “Silence! No lies!”
Wu Xuanbo tensed, but a voice jeered from the crowd: “The Xuan Star Saint’s heir fears a Blood Martial First Level?”
Wu Xuanbo’s face darkened at the jab.
Feixue cut in, “What’s special about a Xuan Star Saint heir? Without Cheng Lingyu, he’d still be sealed away. Meanwhile, Tianyang Holy Emperor’s successor wields the Holy Sword—far superior.”
Ye Anlan snapped, “Nonsense!”
Feixue smirked. “All know Xuan Star Saint reached Saint Martial Third Level’s Supreme Realm. Tianyang Holy Emperor achieved Saint Martial Fourth Level’s Holy Emperor Realm. Who’s stronger? With that Holy Sword, Yang Yan outshines you, Wu Xuanbo. You’re not fit to serve him.”
The provocation worked. Gazes shifted to Yang Yan, curious about his identity and sword.
Wu Xuanbo’s glory as Xuan Star Saint’s heir dimmed beside Yang Yan’s sudden prominence, fueling his rage.
Yang Yan hid a smug grin. Though aware of Feixue’s scheme, he welcomed the attention. As Tianyang Empire’s rightful heir, his future gleamed—possibly ruling the empire. Such status demanded notice.
Heavenly Palace and Heavenly Fire Sect experts studied Yang Yan, weighing alliances. Ties through Hua Yuehong and Bai Ruomei meant prior contact. Backing him now could pay off—if he rose.
Yet if Yang Yan faltered and Wu Xuanbo surpassed him, consequences loomed.
Jiu Yang Sacred Palace deliberated too. With Ye Anlan close to Wu Xuanbo and bearing a Holy Artifact, they’d fully support him to crush Yang Yan’s rise.
The implications were clear. After today, Tianyang Empire’s balance would shift.
Lou Ri City’s prospects looked bleak. Cheng Lingyu’s Blood Martial First Level paled against Yang Yan and Wu Xuanbo. Without stronger backing, he stood no chance.
“First, deal with Cheng Lingyu. We’ll discuss the rest later.”
The Divine Martial Sect had no immediate ties to Yang Yan or Wu Xuanbo. Seizing the Holy Artifacts, obtaining the unparalleled ultimate skill, and killing Cheng Lingyu for revenge became Tianye Spirit Master’s top priorities.
“Kill Cheng Lingyu. He can’t die by anyone else’s hand.”
Miaoshu Spirit Master issued orders to eliminate Cheng Lingyu first before addressing other matters.
Luo Feng Spirit Master’s expression darkened. Dealing with just the Divine Martial Sect and Heavenly Palace was manageable, but if Wu Xuanbo and Yang Yan intervened, Lou Ri City would face dire consequences.
Wan Fang quietly asked Mu Bai, “Has Lou Ri City still not sent reinforcements?”
Mu Bai replied, “They likely encountered trouble. The two Xingyun Ridge disciples transporting Zuo Yi’s corpse might’ve been ambushed.”
This was the worst outcome. Lou Ri City’s prolonged silence confirmed something had gone wrong.
Luo Feng Spirit Master and Mu Bai hadn’t anticipated such disastrous results from their Blood Moon Wasteland expedition. With tensions high against the Divine Martial Sect, sending messengers back risked assassination.
It now seemed clear: the two Blood Martial Realm disciples from Xingyun Ridge had been intercepted before delivering Luo Feng Spirit Master’s information.
Both the Divine Martial Sect and Heavenly Palace aimed to kill Cheng Lingyu, hoping their rivals would distract Lou Ri City’s experts while they seized the scroll and unparalleled ultimate skill.
Their identical strategies caused both forces to swarm toward Cheng Lingyu, each trying to strike first.
Luo Feng Spirit Master had secretly plotted with Mu Bai, Qiu Yu, Feixue, and Wan Fang to evacuate Cheng Lingyu from the conflict zone. But Cheng Lingyu refused, knowing the enemy’s preparations made escape impossible.
Cheng Lingyu proved right. The Divine Martial Sect and Heavenly Palace had sealed the airspace and disabled the teleportation array through spatial confinement.
Though numerous Divine Martial Sect and Heavenly Palace experts populated the ancient ruins expedition, most were Blood Martial Realm cultivators. Their Spirit Master numbers barely exceeded Lou Ri City’s.
After casualties in the ancient ruins and Blood Moon Wasteland, Heavenly Palace retained six Spirit Masters and Divine Martial Sect six—twelve against Lou Ri City’s five.
Yang Yan and Wu Xuanbo watched without joining, content to let others eliminate Cheng Lingyu for now.
“Our earlier duel remains unfinished.”
Hua Yuehong challenged Hu Yuer, who readily accepted—fighting a Spirit Master exceeded her cultivation level, but battling Hua Yuehong suited her.
Tianye Spirit Master and Miaoshu Spirit Master moved to restrain Luo Feng Spirit Master, preventing him from targeting weaker Spirit Masters in desperation.
Outnumbered, Luo Feng Spirit Master focused on occupying both Tianye and Miaoshu to buy time for allies.
“I’ll handle Miaoshu Spirit Master.”
Qiu Yu’s icy offer spared Luo Feng Spirit Master from fighting two opponents.
Wan Fang, Feixue, and Mu Bai formed a triangle around Cheng Lingyu.
Trapped without retreat, Lou Ri City’s forces faced grim odds.
Cheng Lingyu stood motionless beneath the floating scroll, knowing words changed nothing. Any protest would only signal weakness.
As ten Spirit Masters charged, Cheng Lingyu’s lips twisted coldly. He secretly ordered his protectors to feign panic while staying ready.
The rival forces, consumed by mutual distrust in their scramble for Cheng Lingyu’s treasures, failed to notice his group’s subtle preparations.
At the critical moment, Cheng Lingyu unleashed the Six Mysterious Deadly Formation and activated the scroll’s power. Simultaneously, his Ghostly Magic Blade flashed, enhanced by the Dreamy Demon Slash.
The formation’s might—amplified by Cheng Lingyu’s cultivation level and the scroll—reached unprecedented levels. Though the enemies had sealed the airspace, Cheng Lingyu harnessed the Blood Moon Wasteland’s ambient energy through Formation Martial Arts, skyrocketing his combat power.
“Ambush! Damn it!”
The charging experts realized their mistake too late.
Wan Fang, Mu Bai, and Feixue struck as the Six Mysterious Deadly Formation destabilized the attackers. Cheng Lingyu’s blade and mental assaults compounded the chaos.
“Now!” Mu Bai’s thunderous shout triggered their counterattack.
Three enemies died instantly. Four more fell wounded, their furious roars echoing across the battlefield.