xymnovel Chapter 440 Red Clouds Block the Way
Chapter 440 Red Clouds Block the Way
"hold head high!"
The War Dragon of Light writhed and roared in the void, as if it wanted to devour the entire world.
Upon seeing this, the Celestial Realm expert's expression changed drastically; he had never witnessed such a terrifying attack.
He roared, his inner strength surging, trying to withstand this final blow.
However, his attacks seemed so pale and powerless in the face of Wang Xiangyang's Five Elements power.
With a deafening roar, the War Dragon of Light slammed into the body of the late-stage Celestial Realm expert, instantly engulfing him.
At that moment, the entire space seemed to freeze, leaving only the dazzling light and deafening roar.
The powerful cultivator at the late stage of the Celestial Realm felt an unprecedented crisis loom over him. He tried to dodge, but found that his body was locked by an invisible force and he could not move.
The next moment, an extremely dazzling sword light ripped through the sky, like a shooting star, arriving in an instant, fast and fierce.
"No--"
The exclamation of the Celestial Realm expert was swallowed by the sword light, leaving only a fleeting afterimage.
And the head that had been decapitated in a single blow, slowly falling from mid-air.
Wang Xiangyang sheathed his sword, and the golden light gradually faded.
He slowly stood up, his imperial armor spotless, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.
"Since we're already here, let's all stay!"
At the same time, Wang Xiangyang turned his gaze to the enemies brought by the late-stage Celestial Realm expert outside, and his eyes narrowed.
After speaking, he flashed like a golden lightning bolt, instantly plunging into the enemy ranks and unleashing a magnificent massacre.
Golden energy swirled around him, forming dazzling halos that made him appear incredibly powerful.
His Aurora Sword moved with lightning speed, each strike accurately hitting the vital points of a master, as if the tip of his sword had its own will and could perceive every flaw in the enemy.
"snort!"
He gave a soft hum, and the sword light, like a dragon, slashed through the void. In an instant, the throat of a master was cut open, and blood gushed out, staining the entire hall floor red.
Although Wang Xiangyang mainly wields the Emperor's Halberd, his swordsmanship is equally fierce, with each strike like a thunderbolt.
With a slight flick of his wrist, the tip of his sword traced a graceful arc in the air, easily dodging an enemy's blade. Then, with a flash of light, a bloody gash appeared on the enemy's shoulder.
"what!"
Upon seeing this, another enemy screamed and tried to use his internal energy to resist Wang Xiangyang's attack, but it was to no avail in the face of that golden aura.
Wang Xiangyang's swordsmanship was as fast as the wind and as fierce as thunder. His sword light flashed again, like a golden lightning bolt slicing through the sky, instantly severing the enemy's weapon. Then, with a flick of the sword tip, he pierced the enemy's heart.
At this moment, every movement of Wang Xiangyang was full of power and beauty.
Golden energy surged around him, forming dazzling tornadoes that devoured his enemies one by one.
"Pfft!"
The sword flashed again, and another enemy's heart was pierced in an instant.
His eyes widened, his face filled with resentment and fear, but he could only fall helplessly, becoming a victim of Wang Xiangyang's sword.
"Ah! I'm not reconciled!"
An enemy let out a desperate roar, attempting a last-ditch effort with his remaining inner strength.
But his resistance seemed so futile in the face of Wang Xiangyang's sword light.
With a flash of sword light, his body was instantly severed, and he fell into a pool of blood.
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His eyes were wide open, staring blankly into the distance, as if he couldn't believe that he had died so easily at the hands of this young man.
Soon after, only Wang Xiangyang remained standing in the entire courtyard.
Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground and the dilapidated warehouse, he gently shook his head.
He slowly sheathed the Aurora Sword, the golden aura gradually receding, and his figure returned to calm.
Under the bright moonlight, the pale moonlight quietly fell on the mottled city walls of Linyuan City, gilding this ancient city that had witnessed vicissitudes with a layer of silvery radiance.
Although the fighting in the city had subsided, the air still carried the lingering smell of gunpowder, as if whispering the story of the thrilling battle that had just taken place.
At this moment, not far from Linyuan City, the Great Qian Ancestor Si Ruokong and the Master of the Suspended Mirror Division stood side by side, heading towards the small city to investigate the aftermath of the battle.
However, just as they were about to approach Linyuan City, a melodious laugh drifted from the sky, like a spring breeze or a clear spring flowing over rocks, instantly breaking the solemnity.
Before the laughter subsided, an old man in a red robe leisurely descended before the two of them. He was none other than the Supreme Elder of the Agricultural School among the Hundred Schools of Thought—Ancestor Hongyun.
The Old Ancestor Hongyun was dressed in a fiery red robe, with white hair and beard, a kind face, and eyes that sparkled with a magnanimous wisdom that transcended worldly concerns.
Holding a seemingly ordinary bamboo staff, he subtly exuded a chilling aura, as if the staff contained the weight of mountains and rivers, and the vastness of heaven and earth.
"Hehe, fellow Daoists, why the rush? The turmoil in Linyuan City may not require your personal involvement."
The Old Ancestor Hongyun said with a smile, his tone full of carefree ease, as if all things in the world were nothing more than fleeting clouds in his eyes.
"Senior Hongyun, we juniors have come here because it is our duty to investigate."
"Why are you blocking our path, unknown senior?"
Upon hearing this, Si Ruokong frowned slightly, but still politely cupped his hands in greeting.
Facing the Hongyun Ancestor, who was a generation older than himself, the Great Qian Ancestor, and whose strength far surpassed his own, Si Ruokong was filled with apprehension.
"Fellow Daoists, it is not that I intend to obstruct you, but I have come here at the request of a friend, hoping to prevent any unnecessary conflict."
The smile of the Old Ancestor Hongyun remained as warm as spring. He gently waved the bamboo staff in his hand, which seemed to contain the weight of mountains and rivers and the vastness of heaven and earth, making the surrounding air seem heavy.
"Is the person you mentioned, senior, the one who has now joined the Cangzhou Military Divine Martial Hall?"
Upon hearing this, the head of the Suspended Mirror Bureau was moved and asked in a deep voice.
"Indeed, it is Zhen Yuanzi's old friend. He and I have both entered the Divine Martial Hall, and we should do our part to protect the peace of the Cangzhou army."
"I have come here today only because my old friend Zhen Yuanzi asked me to come and guard the outskirts of Linyuan City to prevent Celestial Realm experts from other forces from entering, so as to avoid any accidents."
Hongyun Patriarch was quite easygoing, and simply nodded in agreement.
Hmm...he's an honest kid.
Si Ruokong and the Master of the Suspended Mirror Division exchanged a glance, both seeing solemnity in each other's eyes.
He was one of the few elders of the Agricultural School, one of the most prominent schools of thought among the Hundred Schools of Thought.
Both Hongyun Patriarch and Zhen Yuanzi were renowned powerhouses on the Tianwu Continent.
Since they have already joined the Divine Martial Hall and specifically sent Ancestor Hongyun to stop them from entering Linyuan City.
So the undercurrents behind this are probably indeed of great importance, just as Elder Hongyun said.
Or rather... that Prince Yun, now the governor of Cangzhou.
The power they wielded far exceeded their imagination!