Chapter 409: War Envoy

Xuanqing Palace.

Underground space.

The world was deathly silent.

Shrieking screams rang out from time to time, not only failing to bring a shred of vitality to this silent space, but instead adding a touch of eeriness.

These screams all came from the direction of the Sub-Altars.

Xuanqing Palace's pace in collecting essence blood had not stopped.

Although the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators within the main Xuanqing Palace sect who had not manifested their will had already been refined into Blood Puppets.

There were no more "raw materials" for refining Blood Puppets.

But as long as they could defeat the Hehuan Sect and annihilate the three sects, the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators of the three sects would be the raw materials.

If they could refine the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators of the three sects into Blood Puppets, the power of Xuanqing Palace would inevitably expand further!

Boom~

Suddenly.

A massive explosion sound came from the center of this space.

Beside several Sub-Altars.

The Xuanqing Palace disciples who were currently depositing "blood slaves" onto the Sub-Altars were all startled.

Subconsciously, they looked toward the direction of the Main Altar.

At the same time.

Above the Main Altar.

A figure flashed into existence.

He looked at the Main Altar that had already turned into ruins below, and his expression instantly became unsightly.

Ever since he left this space last time and the Main Altar was destroyed by a thief, he had never left this place again.

He had been sitting here to Suppress the area.

However.

Right under his nose, the Main Altar had actually been destroyed again.

Even if someone could evade his perception and sneak into this space.

But there should always be fluctuations of Spiritual Power when they strike, right?

Why did he not detect the slightest fluctuation?

Just as he was completely baffled.

Suddenly, he discovered a deep pit in the center of the ruins.

The pit was not large, shaped like a long strip.

It was only about three zhang wide and over ten zhang long.

The hole was pitch black, leading straight underground, with no bottom in sight.

Just as he looked at this deep pit.

An intense crisis of life and death suddenly surged into his heart.

Almost subconsciously.

He pressed both palms forward.

As Spirit Light flashed, a Vermilion Shield appeared in a flash.

The next moment.

A Five-Colored Light Sword flashed over as if using Instant Movement.

Boom~

The Vermilion Shield trembled violently.

The man's face turned pale, and he retreated several steps.

He gritted his teeth.

He slapped his palm through the air toward the shield.

The blood-colored shield instantly ignited with surging flames, transforming into a Fire Python that collided with the Five-Colored Light Sword.

Crack~

On the Five-Colored Light Sword, cracks began to appear.

Seeing that the light sword was about to collapse, the man let out a long breath.

However, just at this moment.

A blue light suddenly flew over, transforming into surging Blue Flame that attached itself to the Five-Colored Light Sword.

As the terrifying temperature spread.

On the Fire Python's body.

A wisp of Blue Flame attached itself.

Facing the Blue Flame, the fire power on the Fire Python's body could not resist, but was instead devoured by the Blue Flame like fuel.

The Blue Flame expanded rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it devoured the entire Fire Python, and then quickly spread onto the Vermilion Shield.

"This..."

"What kind of Spirit Flame is this? Its ability is actually so bizarre!"

"It can actually use other flames as fuel!"

The man's expression was one of shock.

He pointed a finger at the Vermilion Shield.

The Spirit Light atop the Vermilion Shield flared intensely, yet it failed to extinguish the Blue Flame.

Seeing the Vermilion Shield trembling more and more violently under the dual assault of the Five-Colored Light Sword and the blue flames.

The man gritted his teeth.

He slammed his palm fiercely onto the Vermilion Shield.

"Explode!"

As his low, deep command to explode fell.

The Vermilion Shield shattered with a boom.

A formidable force of explosion swept outward in an instant.

Whoosh~

Before the violent Spiritual Power could dissipate, a figure suddenly shot out from the ruins below, piercing through the chaotic Spiritual Power barrier in the air like a golden rainbow.

In an instant, it appeared before the man.

Seeing this, the man was not alarmed but delighted.

Although it was only one exchange, he had already sensed that the enemy hidden underground possessed great strength, not the least bit weaker than his own.

If he were to square off against the opponent and fight a proper battle.

He would have no certainty of victory.

But what surprised him somewhat was.

After one round of exchanges, the opponent actually chose to engage him in close-quarters combat.

One must know.

The faction he hailed from was famous for its prowess in the path of Body Refining.

"Foolish~"

He sneered.

Without dodging or evading, the muscles on his arms bulged, and he smashed a fist toward the golden rainbow approaching at astonishing speed.

Boom!

An explosive sound rang out.

The smile on the man's face froze instantly, and then he felt as if he had been struck by a divine mountain.

He was sent flying backward toward the ground like a meteorite.

Boom!

The earth crumbled.

Amidst a rumbling sound, a massive fissure appeared.

A moment later.

The man, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, flew out from the crack in the earth and looked toward the sky with a grave expression.

Immediately after.

His pupils shrank abruptly.

"It's you!"

This person...

Was actually the one who destroyed the Main Altar five years ago!

He had clearly sucked the opponent into the Blood Spirit Bead back then; how could the opponent not have been refined into essence blood by the Blood Spirit Bead?

How is this possible?

Almost no Cultivator below the Spirit Transformation Stage could withstand the refinement of the Blood Spirit Bead; how did he manage it?

Furthermore.

Five years ago, the opponent's strength was still very weak.

It has only been a mere five years.

How did he become so strong??

Just as the man's expression shifted and his heart was filled with bewilderment.

A faint voice reached his ears, "You are the envoy sent by the faction cooperating with Xuanqing Palace to be stationed at Xuanqing Palace, right?"

The man looked cautious and said gravely, "Are you a Cultivator from one of the other Three Great Factions of the Northern Territory?"

Wang Jianqiang smiled.

Just as the man thought he would respond, he attacked without warning.

With a flash of Golden Light.

Wang Jianqiang appeared before the man in an instant.

By the time the man reacted, a fist as large as a sand pot had already smashed toward him, filling his vision.

Bang!

The next moment.

His facial features collapsed and deformed instantly, and his entire body was sent flying backward.

Wang Jianqiang transformed into a golden rainbow and pursued the man.

Just as he was about to catch up to the man.

A thick pillar of Spiritual Power suddenly descended from the sky.

Wang Jianqiang frowned and had to give up on delivering the finishing blow.

His figure flashed.

He dodged away.

He looked up at the sky, where a curtain of light had appeared at some unknown moment, shrouding the entire Underground World.

"An Array?"

Wang Jianqiang's expression stirred.

He looked down and smiled faintly, "Your reaction is quite fast."

Amidst a gully, the man had just stood up; his face was a bloody mess, and his eyes flickered with anger and lingering fear.

He had not expected this person to launch such a shameless sneak attack, possessing not a shred of the demeanor of a powerhouse.

Fortunately, his reaction had been fast enough.

At the moment he was struck, he had activated the Array in time.

Otherwise, he feared he would have been wiped out in one go by now!

"Kid."

"I admit you are very strong!"

He looked coldly at Wang Jianqiang, killing intent overflowing in his eyes, "But your strength is merely equivalent to that of a Third-tier Will Cultivator."

"This Array is enough to slay any Cultivator below the Spirit Transformation Stage."

"Never mind that your strength is only equivalent to a Third-tier Will; even if your will reached the Ninth-tier, as long as you have not achieved Spirit Transformation, you will undoubtedly die!"

Hearing the man's icy voice, Wang Jianqiang's expression was startled.

So strong?

If that is the case, he could not give the man a chance to fully unleash the power of this Array.

Thinking of this, Wang Jianqiang did not hesitate in the slightest.

Fiery Eyes and Golden Gaze activated, instantly locking onto the weakest point of the Array.

At the same time.

He interlaced the fingers of both hands.

His hand seals shifted.

A complex Array Diagram manifested beneath his feet.

He pointed a finger toward the sky.

"Break!"

As his shout rang out, five-colored Spirit Light surged from the Array Diagram beneath his feet like a flowing stream, gathering above his head.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a Five-Colored Light Sword.

Seeing this scene.

A trace of mockery appeared on the man's face.

Want to break the Array?

He had already experienced this move before.

To tell the truth.

It was very strong.

An ordinary Third-tier Will Cultivator would certainly be wounded under this sword.

However.

For the opponent to actually think they could break his Array with this sword was somewhat wishful thinking.

He sneered, making no move to block the opponent's attack.

This person was truly too detestable.

He wanted to make the opponent fall into complete despair.

And then die in desperate fear.

Boom!

Under the man's mocking gaze.

The five-colored stream of light flashed and landed on the Array's light curtain.

A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He was just preparing to laugh twice and then mock the opponent to satisfy his craving for verbal abuse.

However, before he could even open his mouth.

The scene that followed left him dumbfounded.