Chapter 249: Fierce Battle Against Four Elders

The old man in black robes radiated a yellowish earthy light, standing atop the massive stone dragon's skull, his entire body emitting a heavy, oppressive pressure that forced others back.

Yet, he and the entire stone dragon beneath him, dozens of zhang long, seemed seized by an invisible force, struggling as if trying to rise from the ground and fly toward the sky.

The old man in black immediately changed expression; his original intent had been to lurk underground, aiming to launch a surprise attack on Li Musheng atop the Bai Xiang Pavilion.

But what he did not expect was that, despite merging his hidden form with the earth, he was still discovered by Li Musheng.

This filled him with great surprise and, at the same time, a sense of dread, realizing that the one who could defeat Master Chihuo was indeed no ordinary person.

In an instant, the old man in black became even more cautious in his attack, holding nothing back!

In the next moment, he stomped heavily on the stone dragon's skull beneath his feet; the heavens and earth around him sounded like a war drum beaten by a Kui beast, and in the cracks of the cracked bluestone street, black rock ridges rose instantly, resembling a subterranean dragon turning over.

They then twisted upward, clinging to the massive body of the stone dragon as it continued to rise, as if drawing upon the power of the earth, intending to wrestle with Li Musheng sitting atop the Bai Xiang Pavilion's roof ridge.

At the same time, the bricks and walls of the surrounding houses constantly collapsed, peeled away, and reformed, rapidly condensing in mid-air into hundreds of stone spears pointing directly at the top of the Bai Xiang Pavilion.

Meanwhile, the entire street district around the Bai Xiang Pavilion churned like waves of earth bones; the ground seemed torn and deformed by some colossal force, then transformed into ferocious rock tigers several zhang tall, their eyes dark as night, their claws like millstones, crashing down to the earth, instantly raising a dust storm swirling like a meat-grinding mill, leaping one after another onto the massive body of the stone dragon.

And those condensed stone spears, in an instant, exploded outward, becoming a rain of spears shooting upward from below into the sky.

Facing the old man in black's attack, Li Musheng glanced downward; all the spears rushing toward him in that instant were completely immobilized half a zhang away, then shattered into a shower of fine dust that fell rustling down.

Yet the stone dragon, dozens of zhang long, and the old man in black standing upon its skull continued to fly toward the roof ridge without the slightest pause.

No matter how many rock subterranean dragons burst from underground, borrowing the earth's power to climb and pull, nor how many rock tigers dragged with gravitational force, they could never stop the seizing power emanating from Li Musheng.

"Sect Leader Zhang, two Senior Uncles, act quickly!"

The old man in black, his face grim, looked up and shouted in a deep voice.

As he spoke, he slapped both palms onto the stone dragon's skull beneath him; instantly, a heavy, vast, and surging power spread down the entire massive body of the stone dragon in a flash.

Immediately after, the ground of the entire street below pulsed like a giant whale swishing its tail; more than a dozen streets writhed like living pythons, all connected by invisible ropes formed from the power extending through the old man in black's body, pulling the rising stone dragon with immense strength.

And after the old man in black shouted, the Zhang Sect leader of the Falling Divine Peak, hovering above the clouds, and the two old men hidden within the clouds finally stopped merely observing.

In this brief time, they had confirmed that this young man's Martial Way strength was indeed extremely powerful.

They had still hoped to find a weakness in Li Musheng's attack, but the opponent had not used any Martial Way Divine Technique at all; the only move made was the seizing against the old man in black, which seemed flawless.

"You must attack with full force!"

The Zhang Sect leader of the Falling Divine Peak spoke solemnly with a cold expression, facing a master of such immense Martial Way strength as Li Musheng.

Since they had chosen to act together as four, there was absolutely no intention of holding back; they would certainly use thunderous methods to end the battle quickly and capture the opponent.

Moreover, Li Musheng's arrogant and overbearing attitude just now had indeed angered the Zhang Sect leader of the Falling Divine Peak.

In fact, originally, seeing that Li Musheng was so young yet possessed such powerful Martial Way strength, he had guessed that the young man must harbor some great secret.

He had originally intended to capture him alive and interrogate the secrets on his person, but now it seemed better to crush him to death with full force.

Of course, if the opponent could barely survive, then interrogation could continue; if he could not survive, then there was nothing more to be done.

The thought passed in an instant, and the Zhang Sect leader of the Falling Divine Peak's beard and hair bristled as he struck with thunderous force.

In the next instant, his eyes snapped open, shooting forth streaks of purple lightning that tore through the night sky; the clouds around him instantly collapsed into a Lei Chi, while both palms pressed downward, the lightning patterns on his palms resembling a thousand snakes biting together.

In an instant, the entire void erupted with spiderweb-like lightning scars; molten lightning poured down, ten thousand drums fell silent, light blades crossed to weave a vast net of lightning, which then merged into a chain of thunder crashing down upon Li Musheng.

Meanwhile, one of the old men originally hidden within the clouds waved his robe sleeves, radiating a shimmering green light around his body like hellish fireflies.

His withered fingers swept through the air, instantly generating hurricane blades; he manipulated the heavenly and earthly strong winds to condense into a tornado vortex, while the clouds and mist of the sky, under endless wind force, condensed into a rain of blade-like hail, hidden within the terrifying storm, sweeping down toward Li Musheng.

Visible to the naked eye, at the point where the eye of the storm collapsed, the void even became a lightless black hole.

The last remaining old man, at some unknown moment, had moved his body, arriving behind Li Musheng at a distance of one zhang.

His pair of gray-white pupils stared fixedly at the figure of Li Musheng sitting on the roof ridge ahead, then suddenly erupted with brilliant silver light.

Where his gaze reached, time and space seemed to freeze; within his field of vision, all phenomena became a prison, even the twilight was nailed fast in the void, and even dust motes were frozen at that very moment...

Just then, Li Musheng suddenly turned his head, his gaze looking toward the old man appearing behind him:

"Even if ten more like you come, the outcome will not change in the slightest."

Seeing this scene, the old man with gray-white eyes immediately changed expression.

According to logic, everything within his gaze should be immobilized, including the several zhang of space atop the Bai Xiang Pavilion where Li Musheng sat, all bound as if frozen in ice.

Yet, all of this had no effect on Li Musheng?

At this moment, whether it was the rain of thunder chains or the world-destroying eye of the storm, all were blocked three feet outside Li Musheng's body.

Three feet outside, wind and thunder destroyed the world, and nothing remained.

Three feet inside, the wind was calm and the waves still, without the slightest ripple.

And the old man in black below and the stone dragon dozens of zhang long still slowly rose, stopping in the void before Li Musheng.

Even using all his methods, the old man in black still could not shake Li Musheng's seizing power by even a fraction.

"How is this possible?"

The Zhang Sect leader of the Falling Divine Peak, above the clouds, looked down; that aged face instantly became extremely grim.

"He can block even this? Such terrifying defense; what Martial Way Divine Technique is he cultivating?"

The old man controlling the storm arrived beside the Zhang Sect leader of the Falling Divine Peak; even though he exerted his full strength, he still could not touch Li Musheng below by even a fraction, let alone cause him any harm.

"Making a fuss over nothing."

Li Musheng slowly raised his head, looking through the thunder and storm above at the two figures of the Zhang Sect leader of the Falling Divine Peak.

Then, he extended one finger, pointing directly through the air at the old man in black atop the stone dragon.

Upon seeing this scene, the old man in black instantly felt his soul flee in terror; however, his entire body was now immobilized by an invisible qi mechanism from Li Musheng before him, making escape utterly impossible.

"Sect Leader Zhang, save me..."

The old man in black's eyes bulged wildly, and he immediately roared.

However, a blood hole pierced completely through his head appeared, and the life force of his entire body rapidly faded away.

At the same time, the massive stone dragon beneath his feet also collapsed.

The black subterranean dragons coiling around it and the ferocious rock tigers all instantly lost the support of their power, then fell helplessly downward, crashing heavily onto the street ground below, which had already become a ruin.

"How dare you!"

The old man hovering in mid-air】】>

He shared a deep bond with the old man in black; though they lacked the title of master and disciple, after the old man's master passed away, he had always devoted himself to teaching and cultivating him.

The relationship between the two was such that saying they were like father and son would not be an exaggeration; now, seeing the old man in black dead, he was instantly overwhelmed with grief and rage, unable to restrain himself.

At this moment, after hearing the gray-eyed old man's angry shout, Li Musheng raised an eyebrow, then turned his head to look at him.

Without saying a single unnecessary word, he slowly raised his palm again.

Upon seeing this scene, the gray-eyed old man suddenly snapped back to his senses, his face immediately changing drastically.

He paid no heed to his grief at all; without a second word, he turned and fled.

He did not even open his mouth to beg the Zhang Sect of Luoshenfeng for help, for he knew clearly that even with all four of them using their full arts, they could not handle Li Musheng; even if the other two joined in, they still could not stop him.

As for staying to fight Li Musheng to the death, that was even less thinkable; unable to break the defense even three feet from the opponent, how could he fight? Was that not no different from delivering himself to death!

In his view, the only path left now was to flee.

The world says gold is never pure and no man is perfect; for someone so young to possess such terrifying defensive and killing arts was already beyond imagination.

He did not believe the opponent was truly omnipotent, nor that he was equally powerful in the speed of his movement arts.

At this moment, Li Musheng gazed at the gray-eyed old man who had vanished in an instant, then slowly shook his head.

Then, his figure vanished from the spot in an instant; the next moment, the gray-eyed old man who had just fled far away suddenly flew back directly.

Immediately after, he crashed down with a boom into the street ditch below the Baixiang Pavilion; at this moment, a blood hole piercing front to back had already appeared on the gray-eyed old man's head.

On that aged face with gray-white eyes, an expression of utter shock and terror was frozen; clearly, even until death, he never expected to have guessed wrong!

At the same time, Li Musheng's figure reappeared atop the Baixiang Pavilion; he looked up, and the Zhang Sect of Luoshenfeng and another old man who had been floating above the clouds were both gone, leaving only the dark clouds of the sky rolling, with lingering wind and thunder raging.

Li Musheng waved his hand, and the invisible true qi of heaven and earth erased all remaining wind and thunder forces.

The next instant, Li Musheng's figure vanished from the roof ridge once more.

At the same time, with intense green radiance surging around his body, the figure transformed into a swift, rushing gale; the old man fleeing into the clouds glanced back.

Seeing nothing unusual behind him and no sign of Li Musheng pursuing, he immediately breathed a slight sigh of relief.

In terms of movement speed, even the Zhang Sect of the entire Luoshenfeng could not match him; as long as he wanted to leave, no one could stop him.

"That person surely cannot catch up to this old man; he must have gone to pursue and kill my master's nephew."

The old man pondered in his heart, yet he did not slacken or stop in the slightest.

"The Great Li court has such terrifying martial arts experts; Luoshenfeng is doomed this time. If my master's nephew can survive, Luoshenfeng may yet have hope to rise again."

"If my master's nephew falls, then this old man can only submit to the other three great sects to preserve himself, and seek an opportunity for revenge later."

He did not blame the Zhang Sect of Luoshenfeng for not clarifying Li Musheng's true strength before urging them several to act.

After all, Li Musheng came from the Great Li court; even if they did not act, the opponent would come to their door and would not let them go.

He only blamed the Great Li court for having a martial arts expert as terrifying as Li Musheng; the strength the opponent displayed was, even compared to the legendary Three Great Wu Shen of the world's Jianghu, likely no less.

But where did the Great Li get a Wu Shen from?

While thinking this in his heart, the old man hurriedly fled toward the outside of the Luoshenfeng Sect territory, his face grim.

However, just at this moment, his mind suddenly tightened; immediately, he looked up sharply.

He saw that in the darkness ahead, a figure, as if appearing out of thin air from the void, slowly revealed itself.

The old man, who had transformed into a rushing gale, immediately stopped his figure.

The next moment, he was utterly stunned, his face showing an expression of shocked disbelief.

"You... how is it possible to be so fast!"

The old man gazed at Li Musheng appearing ahead, and was instantly struck as if by lightning.

Hearing this, Li Musheng squinted at the old man and spoke with a calm expression:

"To speak the truth, you have actually run fast enough; but compared to me, you are still too slow!"

Having said this, Li Musheng directly extended a finger and pointed it at the opponent.

Seeing this, the old man's hair stood on end, his body chilled with terror; unable to think further, he immediately acted to defend against Li Musheng's terrifying finger-killing technique.

However, he could not block it; or rather, Li Musheng's finger was simply too fast.

Before he could even act, his head was instantly pierced by a powerful qi-sense; then his entire body, wrapped in a massive force, flew back along the original path toward the direction of the Baixiang Pavilion.

Li Musheng glanced at the old man's body speeding away, but did not continue to pay attention; then his figure slowly vanished from the spot, turning instead to leave toward the direction the Zhang Sect of Luoshenfeng had fled.

Boom!

A purple thunderbolt as thick as an arm suddenly fell, striking into the dark clouds ahead.

The Zhang Sect of Luoshenfeng, surrounded by crackling lightning, suddenly stopped his figure; his eyes shot forth strands of purple lightning, staring fixedly into the clouds ahead.

He saw only Li Musheng's figure walking out of the clouds, holding a mass of purple thunder in his palm; with a gentle squeeze, it all turned into scattered lightning and was annihilated.

The Zhang Sect of Luoshenfeng's pupils contracted; immediately, he raised his hand and beckoned, and streams of purple lightning-magma waterfalls cascaded down from the space around him.

Then, he condensed thunder vortices entwined with electric pythons, guarding his entire person like an iron bucket in the center of the Lei Chi in mid-air.

"Young man, what must you do to let me go?"

The Zhang Sect of Luoshenfeng did not attack Li Musheng, but asked in a deep voice.

He had no intention of attacking Li Musheng either; the fighting just now had already proven he was no match for the opponent.

(End of this chapter)