Chapter 509: Jiang

Han Di Shen Fa·Desert Sea Torrent!

An astonishing volume of yellow sand erupted from beneath the earth, bursting through the already cracked ground with overwhelming force.

Above the surface, everyone was terrified.

"Run!"

"Run!" Screams filled the air as Shanweiyi Sect believers, like cannonballs, stomped heavily on the ground and dashed into the distance.

"Ah! Ah-ugh!!"

"Ugh!" Pitiful wails and muffled groans continued to ring out.

The towering yellow sand mercilessly swallowed the figures of the crowd.

Before a Sea Realm expert, so-called River Realm experts were as cheap as weeds.

"Zhu Yuan!" Zhang Zhang Zhenghu flew forward in haste, watching helplessly as his companion, who had lagged a step behind, was completely engulfed by the yellow sand.

Even Zhu Yuan's screams were drowned out; the Yu Fu great formation winding around her body shattered entirely.

Lightning, fire, frost, fine sand...

Including those eight Jin Yu stone talismans capable of autonomous defense, they were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, shattering one after another.

The yellow sand fountain surging from underground was not merely spraying upward!

It also carried violent sand currents, determined to grind everything within it into powder.

The terrifying sand spring churned violently, and due to its slanted angle, the group fleeing for their lives was forced to retreat eastward.

Which happened to be the direction Peng Zhanglao was approaching from.

Under such a terrifying divine technique, even Peng Zhanglao, also of the Sea Realm, had to temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

"You! Tian! Yao!"

Peng Zhanglao gritted his teeth, forced to retreat repeatedly.

Seizing the moment, he turned his head toward the further east: "Gao Gao Yunyan!"

"Peng Zhanglao!" Seeing there was no escape, Gao Gao Yunyan immediately responded loudly.

"Where is Guo Guo Yize?" Peng Zhanglao demanded.

"Senior brothers Guo Guo Yize and Cao Cao Rongcheng are currently disciplining the captives, teaching them the rules!" Gao Gao Yunyan's mind raced as she answered, "Senior Brother Guo ordered Little Chen and me to escort this batch of captives back to Huishan first!

To ensure no accidents occur and to maintain contact at all times, Senior Brother Guo specifically lent me the Yellow Sand Axe!"

Xue Xue Fengchen, listening from afar, was trembling with fear.

Indeed!

The more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at lying.

Making things up on the spot was one thing, but she even provided a highly reasonable explanation.

Guo Guo Yize had a cruel nature and loved nothing more than tormenting and slaughtering captives.

It was perfectly reasonable that he had sent the two of them away to collude with Cao Cao Rongcheng, torturing captives for fun.

"Stop escorting the captives for now; use the Drifting Sand to lock onto the enemies underground!" Peng Zhanglao shouted sternly, "Summon the West Desolate Divine Axe and split open this earth for me!

Furthermore, call Guo Guo Yize over to assist me in hunting down the enemies!"

Perhaps due to the urgency of the battle, or because Gao Gao Yunyan's explanation held up, Peng Zhanglao seemed to harbor no suspicions.

Even that little incident just now, where Gao Gao Yunyan deliberately dodged, had been cast to the back of his mind.

In Spirit Saint Mountain, where everyone feared for their own safety, Gao Gao Yunyan's actions were easily understood.

For a River Realm individual, seeing a formidable Sea Realm expert arrive, fleeing in panic to save one's life was perfectly normal.

"Yes!" Gao Gao Yunyan naturally dared not oppose him to his face.

The situation forced her hand; even if she was just pretending, she had to summon the West Desolate Divine Axe.

However, just as she activated her River Realm ultimate move, she feigned a stern shout: "You bunch of slaves, all roll over here and kneel properly!

If anyone dares to flee in the chaos and I catch you, I will skin you alive!"

The surviving members of Lady Luo Sister Xian's Pavilion had already been forced to flee eastward.

To be precise, they were being forced by the person underground to run in Peng Zhanglao's direction.

Now, with this single sentence from Gao Gao Yunyan, the ragged fugitives suddenly possessed a get-out-of-death-free card.

Although the validity of this golden token was extremely low.

Still, the crowd tremblingly circled around Peng Zhanglao and continued fleeing eastward.

Peng Zhanglao paid no attention to this group of crying and wailing servants.

He treads upon the yellow sand, lunging fiercely forward to contend with the onrushing Desert Sea Torrent.

Inevitably, such a wide-area output affected several Another Shanwei disciples traveling on the surface.

But—

Peng Zhanglao likewise paid them no heed.

If they die, they die; so what?

"My lord, please—ugh!"

"Ahhh!" Several Another Shanwei believers used every trick at their disposal, successively activating Stone Wall and Stone Prison, while wrapping their bodies in Stone Armor.

Yet, the powerful defense that the Shanweiyi Sect prided itself on was simply fragile before a Sea Realm expert.

The sand sea surged, leaving no bones behind.

"Buzz!!"

The divine weapon in Gao Gao Yunyan's hand, the Yellow Sand Axe, buzzed loudly, acting extremely anxious.

Was Peng Zhanglao really fooled just like that?

Did he just ask that one question?!

The Yellow Sand Axe struggled desperately to break free from the woman's control, but as a first-grade divine weapon, how could it possibly escape the palm of a peak Jiang Jing practitioner and believer of the Western Wasteland?

"Hoo~"

Suddenly, a phantom energy form expanded outward from the Yellow Sand Axe.

The image of the Axe Spirit bore a nine-tenths resemblance to Guo Guo Yize.

He opened his mouth to shout, gazing at Peng Zhanglao's retreating back, yet he could not produce a single sound.

"Get back! Do you want to be crushed?!" Gao Gao Yunyan squeezed out the words through clenched teeth.

Just as the Axe Spirit intended to fly toward Peng Zhanglao, upon hearing this, it instantly froze in place.

"Hurry up!" Peng Zhanglao shouted sternly; although the battlefield was incredibly chaotic, with the aid of the drifting sand, he still detected a hesitation in Gao Gao Yunyan's movements.

A disciple of the Desolate Heaven Mountain, and merely a tiny Jiang Jing practitioner, actually dared not execute an Elder my lord's order with full dedication?

Peng Zhanglao was already furious beyond measure, and upon detecting Gao Gao Yunyan's pause, he whipped his head around sharply.

Coincidentally, he witnessed the scene of Gao Gao Yunyan confronting the Axe Spirit.

And through the phantom back of the Axe Spirit, Peng Zhanglao saw the threatening expression on Gao Gao Yunyan's face.

Ruthless to the extreme!

This heavy rain was truly causing too much delay.

If not for the rain, the sandstorm would naturally be dense, forcing Peng Zhanglao to perceive the battlefield solely through the sand dust, rendering him blind to anything with his naked eyes.

But at this moment...

Peng Zhanglao's brows knitted tightly together!

Those capable of surviving in this realm are all shrewd individuals.

Even if one were born dull-witted, the Holy Lingshan would urge one to mature through vivid lesson after vivid lesson.

As for those believers of the Another Shanwei, Peng Zhanglao automatically ignored them.

Regarding those few disciples of Master Yu Fu, he harbored no suspicion either; given Guo Guo Yize's strength and methods, he should have been able to tame and enslave them.

But entrusting Gao Gao Yunyan and Xue Xue Fengchen with escorting several believers of Master Yu Fu?

Even adding a divine weapon for guard duty, it still seemed rather unsafe, did it not?

Combining this with Gao Gao Yunyan's evasive demeanor from earlier, as well as her ruthless expression while looking at the divine weapon's spirit just now...

"Gao Gao Yunyan! Throw the Yellow Sand Axe to me; I need to use it!" Peng Zhanglao commanded.

Gao Gao Yunyan's face changed instantly!

"Elder, be careful!" Xue Xue Fengchen suddenly shouted loudly.

Gao Gao Yunyan's Western Wasteland Divine Axe, due to her distraction, had failed to fully coalesce, but Xue Xue Fengchen's giant axe had already chopped down.

Meanwhile, outside the Ten Thousand Blades Mountain, far to the northeast.

A young man wearing a green straw raincoat and a blue bamboo hat opened a pair of cold, horizontal pupils, gazing up at the sky: "Ho? The Western Wasteland Divine Axe?"

As he spoke, lost souls were continuously sucked into his pupils one by one.

Who was Lu Ran?

He opened his Soul Eyes upon seeing a soul!

Previously, when he had seen the giant sand hand soaring straight into the sky, he had already planned to come and take a look.

And while secretly making his way over, upon seeing the lost souls rising halfway into the air, his marching speed had become even faster!

At this moment, Deng Deng Yuxiang had already used a fragment of a dharma treasure, the Reincarnation Coin, to imprison three lost souls, ready for interrogation at any time.

Under these circumstances, there were still nearly forty lost souls drifting on the ground and in mid-air!

These were nearly forty human lives!

What exactly was the situation here? Were two gangs engaged in a bloody clash?

Yu Fish Changsheng could not see the lost souls, but the scene of chaos all around was enough to make his face grim; amidst the yellow sand, half-buried human corpses were visible everywhere.

Those buried beneath the earth were likely even more numerous.

Making a reasonable deduction, the battle group here should have shifted toward the southwest.

Specifically, within that Ten Thousand Blades Mountain far in the distance, where the battle axe had fallen.

"Do not be careless; it could also be the Barbarous Female Drought clan wielding the Barbarous Evil Axe." Deng Deng Yuxiang stayed half a step away from Lu Ran, likewise looking up and gazing toward the southwest.

"No evil demons died here; it was all humans."

As he spoke, Lu Ran raised a ball of black mist in his hand, drawing the last lost soul into his Soul Prison.

"You! You all..." The woman's face was filled with terror.

Death had already dealt her a shock great enough.

Yet this group of mysterious figures in conical hats and straw raincoats kept unleashing Xie Fa one after another!

In such a short time, she truly found it difficult to comprehend what had happened.

"Ah! Ahhh!" The woman suddenly let out a miserable scream.

For within the ball of the Soul Prison in Lu Ran's palm, a faint ghostly fire had ignited.

After six or seven seconds, Lu Ran finally extinguished the ghostly fire and said in a deep voice: "I ask, you answer."

"Yes! My lord, I will answer! Do not torture me, I beg you, I will answer!" the woman cried out, begging for mercy continuously.

"What happened here?"

"Desolate Heaven Mountain! Many people from Desolate Heaven Mountain came to swallow up our Hanhai Gang!" the woman said in a flustered rush.

Deng Deng Yuxiang snorted coldly: "Negotiations failed, so they started fighting?"

"Yes! Yes, my lord, the people of Desolate Heaven Mountain did not know that three days ago, five more people joined our gang, among whom was a great expert of the Hai Jing realm!"

The woman chattered incessantly, holding nothing back, fearing she would be burned again.

"Desolate Heaven Mountain sent a team led by a Hai Jing Elder, totaling over twenty people, expecting to easily capture us."

"The moment they arrived, they split open the heads of our guards and demanded our submission!"

"Our sect's Sea Realm expert, You You Tianyao, made his move, launching a surprise attack, and then directly wuwuwu..."

As she spoke, the woman broke down and began to sob in anguish.

Deng Deng Yuxiang said in a cold voice, "Continue!"

Choking back tears, the woman said, "We were caught in the crossfire of two Sea Realm cultivators battling, dying without rhyme or reason!"

"You You Tianyao didn't care the least about our lives or deaths; he just attacked immediately."

It was clear that, compared to the slave masters of Tianhuang Mountain, this woman harbored even deeper resentment toward her own sect's Sea Realm expert.

Lu Ran was just about to speak and ask when suddenly his expression froze!

He, who had been gazing toward the southwest, suddenly noticed numerous vicious dog death souls flying into the air; just as he was overjoyed, he saw several figures fly out from the edge of Ten Thousand Blades Mountain.

Among them was a woman...

Her white skirt fluttered, and her long hair streamed in the wind.

Layers of rain curtains and faint dust made it difficult for Lu Ran to see her features clearly, as if viewing flowers through mist.

But her unmistakable ethereal bearing, her flying posture, and the Black Ice Sword coiling around her in flight—

The Cold Night Sword?!

Lu Ran's pupils contracted violently!

His mind went completely blank.

The entire world seemed to stand still; heaven and earth fell into absolute silence.

Even the barbarian female drought demon Yemo Yemo Xiesu, whose buzzing vibration had been ringing in his brain, seemed to have lost its voice.

That figure from his memories had thus abruptly burst into his field of vision.

Extremely unreal, caught completely off guard.

Jiang...

Jiang Ruyi.

My little Jiang Ruyi.

(End of Chapter)