Chapter 1726: Shadow Crystal

Those electric arcs were clearly not small in power, and despite the fierce burning of the cyan flames, they only flickered slightly, remaining completely unmoved.

The giant claw shadow in the sky stalled for a moment, clearly unable to withstand the silver giant disk formed by the six treasures, and finally shattered and dissipated into pieces amidst the silver light.

Without obstruction, the giant disk buzzed and slashed straight at the puppet's head.

Before it even fell, the void below twisted amidst flashing spiritual light, and waves of strange fluctuations spread out, as if it were being slashed open.

Seeing this, the Lei Peng puppet opened its mouth.

A cyan light arc as thick as a vat shot out, turning into a cyan electric dragon that pounced forward, striking the disk solidly.

After a "Boom" sound, silver light and cyan arcs intertwined.

Immediately, the silver disk spun around, letting out a mournful cry, and several cracks appeared on its surface.

Then, amidst flashing light, it split into six treasures again, falling back toward the six short foreign beings.

Then, the electric arcs on the Lei Peng's body expanded again, and its body roared, turning into a streak of light and vanishing on the spot.

The next moment, light arcs flashed above the three war chariots, and the Lei Peng's figure appeared strangely. Then, with a shake of its wings, it pounced down with a fierce wind.

Seeing this, the six short foreign beings were naturally startled, but their movements were not panicked.

The six of them raised one arm simultaneously and pressed their palms onto the cyan-armored puppets in front of them.

The puppets' eyes flashed with blood light, and their bodies bloomed with clusters of cyan light, their figures expanding wildly.

In the blink of an eye, the puppets' masks fell off, and they grew to over ten feet tall, turning into three giant ghosts with cyan faces and fangs.

The six giant ghost claws waved into the air simultaneously, and over a dozen black-cyan claw shadows appeared, striking wildly at the Lei Peng in the sky.

Then, the ghosts grabbed toward their backs again.

Twelve giant silver short spears also vanished into twelve silver pillars in a flash.

In the void, thunder and wind sounds erupted!

Seeing this, the Lei Peng opened its mouth expressionlessly, cyan arcs sprayed out again, and with a press of its single claw, a formless giant force pressed down.

The six short foreign beings retracted their arms at this moment, chanting incantations, and their figures also expanded several times.

Then, over a dozen various treasures flew out from their bodies, turning into streaks of treasure Qi and auspicious Qi, joining the attack.

Explosions rang out continuously in mid-air, waves of air rolled out, and various lights flashed dazzlingly, making it almost impossible to look directly at them.

This battle lasted for a full hour.

When the explosions finally ceased and the spiritual light faded.

The Lei Peng puppet fell from the sky with only half its body remaining, dropping into the ruins below and vanishing strangely.

The three war chariots and the three cyan-armored puppets floating in mid-air were also covered in scars. One of the puppets even had a bowl-sized hole in its chest, piercing directly through its heart.

If it weren't for their puppet bodies, such injuries would have long since caused an ordinary foreign being to perish.

As for the six foreign beings themselves, they were in no better shape.

Not only were more than half of the dozen treasures circling them destroyed, but the battle armor they wore was also charred black, and many places were pitted and damaged.

The six buffalo-like monsters were unharmed, but they were all panting and sweating profusely.

In short, after this battle with the Lei Peng puppet, the six foreign beings had achieved victory, but they had suffered heavy losses and were also significantly depleted.

However, seeing the Lei Peng puppet fall, the six foreign beings revealed looks of joy and immediately urged their war chariots to shoot downward.

Just then, a cold voice drifted out from a cloud mist not far away.

"Good, very good. Fellow Daoists of the Black Confucian Race, removing this puppet has saved us a lot of trouble."

As soon as the voice fell, the cloud mist erupted with a myriad of rays, and over a dozen figures of various attire appeared.

The leader was dressed in a yellow robe, with a face no more than twenty years old, but with three golden horns on his forehead, shining brightly and exceptionally eye-catching.

Behind him were over a dozen men and women of various ages, also with horns on their heads, but of different colors and shapes.

Seeing these dozen people, the six short foreign beings' faces turned exceptionally ugly, and one of the leaders among the short foreign beings let out a harsh, hoarse sound:

"Horned Chi Race! How could you be here? Have you been tracking us in secret?"

"Tracking! You aren't worthy! But since you have discovered this place, don't think about leaving alive. Do it, send them on their way," the golden-horned youth sneered, finally ordering his companions behind him.

The dozen Horned Chi Race members behind him responded in unison, then their escape light rose, surrounding them in a fan shape.

"Go!"

The six Black Confucian people naturally changed expressions, and the leader shouted in shock and anger.

The wind and fire power beneath the six buffalo monsters rose, and they shot out, the three war chariots turning into three streaks of cyan light, fleeing in another direction.

Within the cyan light, light arcs flickered faintly, and roaring sounds were heard, their escape speed truly astonishing.

However, those Horned Chi Race members possessed even more astonishing divine abilities.

A dozen of them either had spiritual light flash on their bodies, turning into dazzling long streaks, or pinched techniques in their hands, vanishing on the spot.

Others flicked their sleeves, and spirit beasts or flying treasures flew out, standing on them and chasing down at an incredible speed.

The golden-horned youth, however, floated in the air with his hands behind his back, motionless, as if he had full confidence in the others.

It was no wonder he was so confident.

Although the Black Confucian people were a significant race on the Thunder Continent, they were not good at escape techniques. In ordinary battles, they relied on various flying chariots refined by their race to fight.

In normal times or when they had the upper hand, this flaw didn't matter.

But now, after the six short foreign beings had just fought a bitter battle, a new strong enemy appeared, and it was clearly not someone they could defeat, which naturally became a fatal weakness.

The result of what happened next was just as he had predicted. The three war chariots only flew over a thousand feet away when several clusters of spiritual light erupted ahead, and several figures appeared.

They were the Horned Chi Race members who had just vanished into the void behind them, using strange teleportation techniques.

They didn't say a word, raising their hands, and thunder fire surged out, smashing down toward the three war chariots.

Although the six buffalo monsters driving the war chariots were fierce, they couldn't help but pause their four feet, spitting cyan flames to resist the attack from the sky first.

And in this moment of delay, the other dozen people behind flew over on spirit beasts and treasures, revealing their figures and surrounding the three war chariots.

Various strange treasures like "swords," "axes," and "staves" flew out from the Horned Chi Race members, covering them in rays of various colors.

Seeing this, the six Black Confucian people revealed looks of despair, but even so, they weren't willing to be captured without a fight.

With a shout, the six of them slapped the scarred cyan-armored puppets in front of them, letting them transform into giant ghosts again, while simultaneously pinching techniques, their bodies expanding wildly, and the silver wheels on their backs flew out, turning into hundreds or thousands of silver full moons, shooting in all directions.

With their desperate hearts, the six Black Confucian people were able to fight the dozen Horned Chi Race members to a standstill for a time.

However, both the Horned Chi people and the short foreign beings themselves knew very well that this situation was just a flash in the pan. Once the magic power of the few Black Confucian people was exhausted, it would be the moment of their death.

But these foreign beings, including the golden-horned youth, didn't know that besides their two races, there was a third party in a broken pavilion several hundred miles away, watching everything here with a strange treasure.

This treasure was a crystal-clear white crystal, but the images flashing on its surface were exactly the scene of the dozen Horned Chi Race members and the six Black Confucian race members in a life-and-death battle.

The perspective was somewhat distant, as if watching everything from over ten miles away.

And in front of the crystal sat two people, one with a calm expression, the other with a look of shock and suspicion.

"What is going on? How could the Horned Chi Race be here? Could it be that they are also here for the forbidden ruin?" The person with the look of shock and suspicion was slender and graceful, wearing a white cloak; it was Liu Shui'er.

Her words were almost inaudible, but she was clearly asking the person beside her.

The other person was very young, dressed in a cyan robe, but with an ordinary, plain face; it was Han Li.

Although Han Li's expression was calm, his eyes staring at the image in the crystal didn't blink at all. Hearing this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he replied leisurely:

"Fairy Liu need not worry. This ruin is so vast, how could it be such a coincidence that they have the same goal as us? And we are still tens of thousands of miles away from the forbidden land. If these people were truly aiming for the same goal, why would they fight with those Black Confucian people? However, we must be cautious in our future actions and not let these Horned Chi people discover our existence."

"Brother Han's words make sense, this little sister feels much more at ease. Why don't we find another place to hide, further away from these Horned Chi people? Then, when Fellow Daoist Shi arrives, we can gather the strength of the three of us to open the forbidden land," Liu Shui'er suggested after a moment of thought.

"Hmm, that works too. But before that, it is best to determine the motives of these Horned Chi people. Originally, this would have been quite difficult, but Senior Cai actually lent the famous 'Shadow-Reflecting Crystal' of the Crystal Race to the Fairy. In that case, we can know their every move from thousands of miles away," Han Li looked at the crystal, touched his chin, and said slowly.

"Although this Shadow-Reflecting Crystal is extremely hidden, even Saint-stage existences are not easy to detect, it can only reflect ordinary scenes. Once the other party casually casts some restrictions to cover their actions, this Shadow Crystal will be powerless," Liu Shui'er furrowed her brows.

... ===== CHAPTER 1727 =====

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