Chapter 1009

Wanqi Song was rolled into its mouth.

He never expected that this thing, like a frog, could use its tongue to hunt.

Even if the speed were slowed down seven or eight times, an ordinary person still wouldn't be able to see it clearly.

He wanted to lift his axe to cut the red silk binding him—er, the monster's tongue—but immediately after, everything before his eyes went pitch black.

There was no light at all.

Seeing that Wanqi Song had been detained, He Lingchuan turned and rushed toward Qingyun Road.

The Soul-Absorbing Mirror in his arms sighed: "Thanks to the progress of your supernatural power, otherwise we couldn't have fooled Wanqi Song and lured the snake out of its hole."

He Lingchuan had made great progress in his cultivation over the past half year and often pondered his supernatural powers in secret, taking his control of the "Cloning Technique" to a higher level.

This supernatural power was originally recorded on the skin of a Gold-Swallowing Beast and was completely different from the mirror image supernatural power taught in Panlongcheng. He Lingchuan didn't know its origin, but after practicing it for so long, he discovered that this cloning technique could still be developed, though the direction was not fixed.

When the Mirror Image Technique is practiced to a deep level, one can create several mirror images; this is a fixed path, and it's the same for everyone who practices it. But the Cloning Technique improves according to the user's own situation.

After He Lingchuan's Cloning Technique improved, the duration could reach an astonishing fifty breaths, and it would no longer disappear immediately after being injured, but its reaction would be the same as the original, with the injury slowing down its attacks.

Once killed, the corpse would not disappear on the spot either, until the fifty breaths were up.

He Lingchuan had experimented with this beforehand and confirmed it repeatedly.

It was thanks to him dying and coming back to life countless times in Panlongcheng, experiencing all kinds of ways to die. Otherwise, the act of chopping off his own head would look very weird no matter how you looked at it.

That was why when Wanqi Song chopped off the head of his clone, he felt it was very realistic and didn't suspect anything at all.

Of course, once the fifty-breath limit was reached, the clone would be gone. So the head and the corpse had to be retrieved within the time limit, or else the ruse would be exposed.

To be safe, Qiu Hu had also prepared a headless corpse, but it wasn't used tonight.

As for the blood that flowed all over the ground after the beheading, it would also disappear after fifty breaths, which required the illusion created by the Mirage Demon to cooperate. Otherwise, Wang Xiang wouldn't have found it hard to discover the flaw after standing there for a long time.

The Mirage Demon had finished its work on Qingyun Road and rushed to the next scene; it was very busy—it had been hiding and casting spells from beginning to end and hadn't shown its face at all. He Lingchuan still didn't know what it looked like.

These were all small tricks, but stringing them together without exposing the ruse was not easy and required careful cooperation from all sides.

For He Lingchuan, the battle of faking his death, while not a high-end match, was the battle he had spent the most effort on. If he couldn't fool Wanqi Song, he couldn't fool Yu Zecheng, and then the subsequent actions couldn't be carried out.

At his speed, he returned to Qingyun Road in no time.

Earlier, He Lingchuan had returned the favor, using the Golden Armored Copper Man to ambush and knock Wanqi Song away; the Bailong people naturally came to save their master. However, more than two hundred people rushed out from the side of the road, and the leader was none other than Qiu Hu! The Rongshan man Zhao Yibing followed closely behind. He was a puppeteer, and behind him were three elite armored puppets, each one sturdier than the last, looking like they were not to be trifled with.

He only formed a hand seal, and the puppets rushed up along with the Golden Armored Copper Guard and the Yangshan guard team.

Everyone's goal was to separate Wanqi Song from the Bailong people, because the Master wanted to deal with Wanqi Song himself! Only then could one see that the combat power of the Yangshan guard team compared to the Bailong elites indeed still had a gap.

Two against one and they still couldn't win.

Fortunately, He Lingchuan only needed them to block the Bailong people for a while, using them as human sandbags to block the road; this was not a difficult task.

The two sides fought in a melee. Just as a few Bailong people tried to break through the defense line and rush into the woods, He Lingchuan himself came out and shouted: "Stop, or Wanqi Song will definitely die!"

He infused his true energy into his voice, as if shouting in everyone's ear.

He shouted twice in a row. The Golden Armored Copper Guard also swung the tree trunk a few times, making the trees crackle, forcing back the Bailong people who were rushing up.

Everyone looked back and their scalps exploded.

Was this seeing a ghost? Someone retreated several steps in a row, their face turning pale.

Island Master He, alive? Behind him, Dong Rui was walking out of the woods, leading Wanqi Song by his side! Wanqi Song was tied up like a dumpling, with a cloth strip stuffed in his mouth, blood stains on the corners of his mouth and clothes, and his hair and body covered in mud, looking extremely wretched.

The leader had been captured, so what was there to fight for?

So when He Lingchuan gave the order for the third time, the battle basically stopped; a few guards who had turned from pirates even took the opportunity to kick their opponents a few more times.

The Bailong people looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Qiu Hu and the others were also surprised.

Although it started with a sneak attack, wasn't the Master's speed in taking down Wanqi Song a bit too fast?

The group fight on the road hadn't even heated up yet.

They didn't know that He Lingchuan looked calm on the surface, but was actually anxious to death inside.

Taking down Wanqi Song and these hundred or so Bailong people was just the prelude to tonight.

The main event wasn't here at all; he was in a hurry to get to the next scene.

"The warehouse didn't explode at all, and your accomplices at the pier have already been controlled; don't count on them coming to save you." He Lingchuan overturned their wishful thinking in a few words. He said sternly to these hundred or so Bailong people, "You have already lost completely; continuing to resist is a dead end! Now, all of you kneel down and surrender, otherwise, Wanqi Song will be the first to lose his head!"

Dong Rui immediately took out a dagger and pressed it against Wanqi Song's neck. The latter struggled a few times, making muffled sounds in his mouth, but with the cloth strip stuffed in, how could he speak?

The rope binding him was still spider silk, which he couldn't break free from at all.

Everything they heard was bad news. The Bailong people looked at each other, intimidated by Island Master He's resurrection from the dead and hindered by their leader being captured, and finally, someone threw down their saber and axe and slowly knelt to the ground.

With someone leading, the others followed suit.

So the Yangshan guards swarmed up and tied them up one by one.

He Lingchuan didn't wait for them to finish their work and patted Qiu Hu on the shoulder: "This place and the pier are all left to you."

Qiu Hu planted his copper staff on the ground: "Master, rest assured!"

"If the pier is finished, you go to the east to support the spider demon." For Zhu Xiuer, he would help as much as he could.

"Yes!" Every Rongshan person shouldered a heavy responsibility; there were three at the pier, and they should be clearing the scene by now.

He Lingchuan didn't want to delay for a second and said to Dong Rui: "Let's go!"

Dong Rui couldn't help but worry: "Hey, do we really not need to help Mother Zhu and the others?"

Compared to the ambush here, the spider demon there had to face a real big battle, and the difficulty was not on the same level.

"No need!" These words weren't said by He Lingchuan, but Mother Zhu's voice came through the eyeball spider, "Time is tight, you go do your own thing!"

"If you can't hold on there..." No matter how well He Lingchuan planned, this game still had an unknown variable, which was the combat power of the Beijia people.

He had spent a lot of effort investigating this, but until tonight, he hadn't found out.

The Beijia people were also very cautious and didn't dare to reveal their bottom line.

Yu Zecheng dared to hunt an ancient great demon; what did he have to rely on? Tonight, he would definitely show his trump card! Could Mother Zhu and the others handle it?

That was almost the strongest lineup and highest combat power He Lingchuan could send out, except for—

He subconsciously pressed the scale hidden in his bosom.

There was still such a card, but he wouldn't use it unless he had to.

Once it was revealed, it wouldn't be a trump card anymore.

Mother Zhu said very straightforwardly: "Don't worry, ouch, these guys... they, they really have some tricks!"

Zhu Xiuer cut into the channel and roared: "Run, why are you fighting them to the death!"

"Run what run! I haven't even used two-tenths of my ability!" Mother Zhu was furious, "Fight, just fight like this!"

It was truly deafening. Dong Rui picked his ears and saw He Lingchuan's face was solemn.

Within the scope of his ability, he had already done his best.

Man proposes, God disposes.

Dong Rui spat on the ground: "Why the long face?"

He Lingchuan frowned: "Besides the trouble of the Beijia people, I am also worried about the remaining four hundred or so Bailong people!"

According to his estimation, if the Wanqi uncle and nephew acted together, his side could wipe them out in one go with some effort.

However, the reality was that Wanqi Song was caught, and Wanqi Feng and the other Bailong people were hiding.

This was always a hidden danger.

He Lingchuan didn't like such accidents. Suoding Island was a guest island open to all travelers, and the Bailong people messing around here was very detrimental to the external image of the Yangshan Archipelago.

However, troubles had to be solved one by one.

Don't forget, there was still a big main event tonight that hadn't been staged: Emperor Flowing Nectar.

His actions had to be fast.

The two quickly ran into the forest; the Snail-Toad was waiting here, even having time to chew on the prickly ash shoots on the ground.

After being modified several times by Dong Rui, it no longer needed to consume large amounts of Prunella vulgaris, and its diet had become more extensive. If He Lingchuan had been tracking this version of the Snail-Toad back then, he would have been unable to set traps or find its whereabouts.

"Where do you want to go? Speak!" Dong Rui wiped the rain off his face, "Brother will take you on a shortcut!"

On such a rainy night, the Snail-Toad's earth-escaping technique was much faster than a galloping horse.

For tonight's operation, the Bailong people's transportation was also provided by the Lu family.

On the southwest beach of Suoding Island, the boat bosses were hiding in cliff caves to avoid the wind, watching the waves on the shore getting higher and higher, all with solemn faces.

"Aren't these evil guests still going out to sea? The hurricane is coming, and they haven't returned yet."

"They won't be able to leave in a while."

"In a while? Bah, it's already hard to leave now!" The sea was already high with wind and waves, and a moment of carelessness could lead to the danger of capsizing.

Earlier, when they went to Black Page Island to pick up the Bailong people, several ships were late, and the Bailong people scolded them a few times; two boat bosses were unhappy and spoke foul language.

Then, they were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.

The one who cursed the filthiest had half an ear sliced off.

The boat bosses were terrified, but after sending the Bailong people ashore, they started plotting in their bellies.

(End of chapter)