Chapter 55

When the two layers of golden smoke-like divine power collided, many left-path practitioners or cultivators within and outside Fengyang Prefecture sensed something.

Prefect's Mansion

Before a grand building, Daoist Qingyu was gathering the lovely moonlight to harness the advantage of the terrain and strengthen his soul.

Moonlight nourishes the spirit, sunlight tempers the body.

Cultivators usually separate these two, which differ in nature, for dual use.

And when the divine power erupted, Daoist Qingyu opened his eyes, his gaze revealing faint surges of magical energy.

This pure magical energy differs from spiritual power; its radiance flowing out caused Daoist Qingyu's entire body to emanate a profound Daoist marvel, as if he had grasped some special principle.

This is an ability only available after Foundation Establishment.

Merely gazing at the two colliding divine energies, Daoist Qingyu's pupils narrowed, his expression turning solemn.

"City God Divine Bureau, White Water Divine Bureau!"

The City God and the White Water Dragon Lord are both considered proper deities, recognized by the Gods of Soil and Grain, and they offer protection.

These two actually collided at this moment.

But soon he realized this was not a collision between the two, but rather the City God Divine Bureau purely striking the White Water Divine Bureau, nearly forcing the White Water Divine Bureau's power deep into the White Water.

I don't know what happened, but it somehow allowed the City God Divine Bureau to seize the opportunity and lash out.

Although unclear about the details, this matter has nothing to do with the Prefect's Mansion, so he paid it no further heed, though a fleeting trace of envy still flickered in his eyes.

……

At the Qi residence, Zhang Jian also sensed that magnificent wave of divine power.

That divine power resembled a vast pillar of spiritual light splitting the earth and shooting straight into the clouds.

The spiritual energy field around Fengyang Prefecture City seemed to have been struck by a massive boulder; as a fish growing in this lake, he could naturally sense that terrifying spiritual energy fluctuation.

He had encountered such magnificent divine power before.

Majestic, sacred.

It was very similar to the layer of golden radiant power coiled around the golden statue of the 'Ancestor' in the Zhang family ancestral hall, their vital energies being nearly alike, yet still different within.

It also somewhat resembled the spiritual energy emanating from the Dragon King of the Well.

"This should be the power of an incense deity?"

Zhang Jian speculated in his heart, but he had no experience dealing with incense deities, so he held no concrete impression.

He could not even determine where this divine power came from.

Zhang Jian sighed slightly, preparing to wait for a future opportunity to interact more with cultivators in the prefectural city, at least to probe the depths of the city's inside and out, otherwise he might very well be ambushed by the lurking Old Six.

Of course, the most important thing is still his own cultivation.

He needs more trump cards.

But in an instant, his divine sense stirred, his exquisitely sensitive divine sense spreading out, and he sensed several strands of peculiar vital energy suddenly approaching the outskirts of the Qi residence.

"A fishing trap, or merely an accident?"

Zhang Jian's gaze fluctuated; in his divine sense perception, those several strands of vital energy were engaged in fierce combat, with several strands of gloomy vital energy besieging one figure.

That figure was filled with a rich, moist vital energy, faintly carrying the taste of frost.

Killing intent brimmed.

"It should not be a trap!"

Sensing another figure's vital energy plummeting at a visible speed, near death, Zhang Jian immediately stepped forward and left the Qi residence.

The vital energy fluctuation on the dying figure's body faintly resonated with the Dragon Pearl, possibly the dragon maiden mentioned by the Well Dragon King.

……

On the long street, the dew grew heavier.

Under the lovely moonlight, several figures surrounded a person wearing cold-lily gauze robes, with a graceful posture and beautiful face, though her lovely visage was now pallid.

A large area of stained blood reddened her shoulder; Bai Liying gazed coldly around, though she had fortunately fled into Fengyang Prefecture City, she was soon intercepted head-on by a group of left-path heretics.

Clearly, this was premeditated.

At this moment, the four figures stood in the four directions, and an aged voice sounded from among them.

"Dragon Maiden, this place is the prefectural city of Fengyang Prefecture; it is absolutely not a place where you can run wild. You had better honestly follow us back to see the Prefect!"

At this moment, the four figures encircled the Dragon Maiden, their attire varied, but the vital energy flowing around each differed.

There were the vulgar and the orthodox, the old and the young, there were Daoists whose bodies emitted pure vital energy, and also heretics whose bodies flowed with a rich yin evil energy and the scent of cosmetics.

"Prefect?"

Bai Liying's heart sank.

The Prefect is the great official who holds the seal of a prefecture; such an existence is something even the City God and Dragon Lord must wary of three parts. Although I do not know why the other party would truly target her, she knows that in the hands of such worldly people, her fate will surely be grim.

But she had previously been ambushed by a creature in the White Water River and already poisoned; now, again ambushed by these left-path heretics with premeditation, her wounds compounded, and if she wishes to escape, it will likely be extremely difficult.

A thought stirred, and she suddenly smiled alluringly: "Very well, I will go with you!"

The leading figure, a rather orthodox white-bearded Daoist, slightly nodded.

"Excellent, immediately abandon resistance; we can also guarantee we will not harm your life!"

In his hand appeared a rope forged from talismans, which instantly flew toward the Dragon Maiden.

But greeting this divine lock was the Dragon Maiden's hand holding a blank white blade; the sword light flashed, instantly severing the rope, and simultaneously her body moved with extreme speed, in an instant arriving before a woman dressed in pink peach-blossom robes.

This woman wore pink peach-blossom robes, her gaze alluring and her movements seductive; in her other hand she held another pink pearl, and upon setting it down, this woman secretly launched a sneak attack, inflicting considerable harm upon her.

"She intends to strike at the Peach Blossom Maiden; stop her!"

Beside her, a figure small in stature but with a clever countenance, called 'Child', let out a rough shout, faint mist surging around his body; he rapidly chanted his incantation, his nails instantly growing long, hair sprouting on his cheeks, and a burst of potent spiritual energy erupted, rushing toward the Dragon Maiden.

This is Besiege Wei to Rescue Zhao!

At this moment, around the long street, Zhang Jian had already taken in this scene; after clarifying the identity of the one who made the move, his heart suddenly had an idea.

Since it's the prefect's business, it must be destroyed!

The prefect certainly isn't on the same side as him.

No matter what schemes there are, once it's destroyed, that's it.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he can also capture this dragon girl and ask her what her intention is in acting as the sixth outside.

Zhang Jian's gaze first locked onto the strongest cultivator present, the grey-bearded old man, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the Nourishing Spirit stage, with an extraordinarily vast amount of spiritual power surrounding his body.

Boom—!!

Zhang Jian drew talismans in mid-air with his hand, almost in one continuous motion, twelve illusory talismans transforming into crimson-red lightning chains, instantly sweeping across the long street and enveloping the grey-bearded old man.

Seeing this, the grey-bearded old man's face turned pale with shock, and almost instinctively, several golden-light flashing Diamond Talismans appeared from his sleeve, instantly transforming into a vast expanse of golden light hovering above his head.

But in the midst of several consecutive loud bangs, the Diamond Talisman spell actually held for only a few moments before being pierced through by the remaining lightning bolts; his body bathed in lightning, he instantly turned into charcoal.

After defeating the grey-bearded Daoist in one strike, Zhang Jian's form transformed into a blue wind.

Additionally, several metal lung talismans were simultaneously cast from his hand.

Blood light flowed, accompanied by three muffled groans.

In a moment, only three figures remained on the field.

At this moment, the dragon girl and the left-path evil person resembling a 'child' had already changed expression in shock.