Chapter 420: Team Battle Begins

The black-robed man narrowed his eyes slightly; he hadn't expected Qian Yunzhou to still use sound attacks to control spatial fluctuations to defend against his spatial technique—Eight Direction Void Blades!

"Does Flying Cloud Island still have spatial techniques?" he finally spoke.

Qian Yunzhou gave a light chuckle. "Plenty."

The black-robed man wasn't taken in by his words, for he knew Qian Yunzhou's spatial technique was only intermediate level, yet Qian Yunzhou had cultivated it to the extreme and combined it with sound attacks, unleashing power over three times greater!

Flying Cloud Island surely still hides spatial technique manuals, but there aren't many.

Moreover, the highest level available is merely an intermediate cultivation method.

Otherwise, how could Qian Yunzhou, as a direct-line heir, possibly not have mastered a higher-level spatial technique?

The black-robed man slowly opened his mouth: "So, you came alone just to seek revenge on this king?"

Qian Yunzhou raised his brows slightly. "Not only that. I also want you to return all the spatial technique manuals you snatched from Flying Cloud Island!"

The black-robed man sneered, "Just you?"

Qian Yunzhou smiled.

"Of course not just me." Qian Yunzhou gripped the jade flute in his hand and continued to play.

The flute's note instantly turned sharp, as if it would pierce one's eardrum.

The palace began to crack in response.

The next moment—

Outside the palace, a hidden corner began to fire dozens of signal flares, and the sound of "peng peng peng" came from above.

A large area of red smoke gathered above the palace.

Seeing this, Lu Xiangxiang's face suddenly changed.

Is Qian Yunzhou luring Xie Zixu and the others over?

Her heart sank sharply.

She now had no choice but to make a decision.

Someone as cautious as Qian Yunzhou surely had another trick up his sleeve; she had to side with Qian Yunzhou.

The black-robed man remained expressionless; he had never regarded Qian Yunzhou and the others as worth his attention.

In his eyes, Qian Yunzhou and company were already dead.

He hadn't killed them right away; he merely wanted to add a bit of twists and fun over the long ages.

And then—

The entire palace began to split and collapse.

The black-robed man slightly raised his hand, and all the rubble blasted outward.

At the same time, several figures had already arrived here.

They were Gui Yanqing, Gui Yanhong, Ao Jiayu, Xiao Zhufeng, and Dongfangxiu.

Upon seeing Qian Yunzhou, Lu Xiang, and that mysterious black-robed man, their expressions shifted slightly.

Especially that black-robed man, who gave them a sense of oppression unlike anything before.

Danger!

Their bodies' instincts told them to flee immediately!

Qian Yunzhou swiftly retreated and said, "He is the Death Spirit King, Wei Yueze, and the Heavenly Pride Token is on him."

Hearing the three words "Heavenly Pride Token," several of their faces changed.

And the black-robed man had heard of the Heavenly Pride Token before.

But—

The Heavenly Pride Token is not in his hand.

He also couldn't be bothered to explain to them.

After all, the dead have no need to hear explanations.

He snapped his fingers instantly.

"Pap."

In an instant, countless undead beasts surged from beneath the ground, swarming toward Xiao Zhufeng and the others.

And just then, the black-robed man suddenly sensed something, his brows slightly furrowing.

A strand of his divine sense spiritual power was actually devoured by a little girl.

As he staggered, a blast of flute sound came shooting at him.

He sharply lifted his gaze, and in an instant, space locked onto him.

The flute sound could not penetrate the spatial barrier.

"Nine Fire Immortal Talisman!" Gui Yanhong swiftly cast forth a talisman.

The talisman instantly ignited, bursting with fierce flame aura, and violently devoured the undead beasts lunging at her.

Gui Yanqing wielded double blades, each strike fiercely chopping at the undead beasts.

Xiao Zhufeng drew his long sword, his swordplay fierce, his expression cold.

Dongfangxiu drew his heavy sword, his swordplay swift and fierce, his strikes fast, ruthless, and precise.

Ao Jiayu gripped a Cold Jade Sword; each swing brought a piercing chill, and the ambient temperature plummeted.

As Lu Xiangxiang just conjured an Azure Dragon Sword in her hand, a cold gaze instantly locked onto her, making her stiffen.

Lifting her head, she met the Death Spirit King's grayish-white, sinister eyes.

At this moment, Qian Yunzhou spoke: "Fellow Daoist Lu, why don't you lend a hand?"

Lu Xiangxiang's face instantly turned grim.

Qian Yunzhou is doing this on purpose!

He clearly knew he had wanted to discuss cooperation with the Death Spirit King earlier; speaking up now is just forcing himself to pick a side.

Lu Xiangxiang looked in the direction of Qian Yunzhou.

Qian Yunzhou gave her a mocking glance.

Lu Xiangxiang felt a tightness in her chest, she fiercely gripped the Azure Dragon Sword and lunged at the surrounding Death Spirit Beasts.

Just then—

"Found you!"

A lively, pleasant female voice suddenly rang out, causing everyone to instinctively look toward the sound.

A green graceful figure swiftly appeared from afar, she stood firm on the ruins, the night's cool wind lifting her hair, her lovely face slightly pale, she held a five-colored variegated longsword, the corners of her lips curved in a smile, her brows and eyes smiling, seeming somewhat pleased.

Soon after, several more figures landed around her.

Specifically:

Xie Zixu.

Cang Li.

Feng Xuanji.

Yu Jing.

Bian Chen.

Bai Zhouxing.

Yan Yunlan.

And there was the yellow-clad boy carried over by the puppet people, Jiang Xiao.

When the black-robed man saw Yuan Yao and the others appear, a faint glint flashed in his eyes before he could react.

"Charge!"

Yuan Yao flashed forward, directly charging toward the black-robed man.

"Yuan Yao, I really want to poison you!" Cang Li, having finally caught up, was terrified at seeing Yuan Yao so impulsive, her heart nearly stopping.

Xie Yan quickly caught up to Yuan Yao, then gripped his sword tightly, nearly marching shoulder to shoulder with her.

Yuan Yao and Xie Yan exchanged a glance, then silently nodded at each other.

Immediately, Xie Yan sped up, heading straight for the Death Spirit King and slashed with his sword.

"Enter my hell, a sword strike beyond the heavens!"

Boom!

Yuan Yao formed a seal with one hand, creating a huge red totem in midair like a blazing sun, dazzling and eye-catching. She tightly grasped the Phantom Spirit Sword, lifted it with all her strength, and plunged it into the red totem.

"Triple Overlord Entwine!"

In an instant, the red totem streaked across the sky like a meteor, instantly merging into the Phantom Spirit Sword and erupting with earth-shattering sword qi.

Yuan Yao held the sword in her right hand, flickered her form, and slashed toward the black-robed man.

The black-robed man raised a hand and blocked both of their attacks.

With a tremendous boom like heavenly thunder, it shook the earth and mountains.

Only seen, the light of the two swords blazed like two soaring dragons, the tremendous impact shattering the surrounding buildings into pieces.

The ground began to crack, as if the earth itself trembled under that terrifying force.

And at that moment, Bian Chen, Feng Xuanji, and Yu Jing suddenly appeared behind the black-robed man, swiftly slashed with their swords.

Boom boom boom—

Qian Yunzhou's eyes flickered slightly as he continued playing the flute.

The flute's melody could dispel the opponent's spatial power.

Cang Li, Bai Zhouxing, and Yan Yunlan quickly joined the battle.

Blade and sword light flickered without cease.

They moved to surround and attack the black-robed man.

Upon seeing Yuan Yao and Cang Li, Lu Xiangxiang's pupils contracted, she instantly realized something, and her expression turned grim.

It's them again!