Chapter 552

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

As Wan Fu's Nascent Soul exploded with a "bang," the residual force of the Dragon and Tiger power swept toward the Wan Gui Ship.

Green light spread along the hull, the White Tiger's Red Fire blazed fiercely, and a towering inferno erupted in an instant.

The wooden structure cracked and splintered with a "crackle," the mast snapping at the waist.

The spirit patterns on the ship's bottom sizzled in the thunder fire, quickly scorching into black ash.

In just a few breaths, this giant ship that had once carried Wan Fu Zhenjun tilted and plummeted downward, leaving only charred wood scattering across the sky and the miserable screams of many members.

With a single move, the Longhu Immortal Sect's Zhenjun not only crushed Wan Fu's Nascent Soul but also directly destroyed the Wan Gui Ship.

"This is a Nascent Soul!"

"He... just died like that?"

"Hiss!"

Seeing this scene, everyone present was struck speechless.

Spirit Rong Night's eye corners twitched wildly: "I originally thought, even if they weren't evenly matched, they should at least duel for a while.

I didn't expect it would actually be a one-sided crushing."

Hu Bugui only felt his hair stand on end: "At this moment, shouldn't we be glad that we were too weak, so we escaped a calamity?!"

Xu Zhangqing narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a determined tone: "I knew it would be like this."

From the fact that the Longhu Immortal Sect's Zhenjun had been toying with them just now, he had seen through it.

If they truly wanted to exterminate the Wan Family, the other party could do it in minutes; there was no need to linger here.

Now it is obvious: the other party was just waiting for Wan Fu Zhenjun to appear, then, in front of the Wan Family and the spectating crowd, crush and even annihilate them with absolute strength.

In this way, the Wan Family's prestige and status in the "No-Management Area" will definitely be greatly affected.

After all, those who died this time were not just ordinary cultivators, but also a Nascent Soul Zhenjun.

Even if Wan Fu was already old and wouldn't live many more years, his realm remained, and he still had a powerful deterrent force against many people inferior to the Wan Family.

Now that he is dead, the Wan Family's opponents will certainly be eager to make a move.

Previously at the Fifth Layer, Zhao Lie honestly paid the money; I originally thought it was because he didn't want to tear face.

Looking at it now, that was just an illusion, purely to deceive the Wan Family.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

The remaining cultivators on the Wanhui Ship, seeing the situation, no longer cared about anything else, turned the bow and rushed outward; the spiritual power furnace at the stern was pushed to the limit, and they didn't even bother to extinguish the fire on the gunwale.

The Wanbao Ship followed closely behind; the purple-robed cultivator roared commands to the disciples to reinforce the remaining defenses, but judging from the ship's body still trembling slightly, its foundation had obviously been injured by the residual thunder technique waves.

Among everyone, only Wan Niang did not move.

Her whole person hung in mid-air, gazing at the heavy dark clouds above, her expression solemn.

She knew clearly in her heart: others could run, but she could not.

The Wan Gui Ship was gone, Wan Fu was dead; if Wanhui and Wanbao were also lost here, her status in the Wan Family would plummet.

Those branch family members staring covetously would absolutely not miss this opportunity to swallow them up.

With myriad thoughts in her heart, Wan Niang finally took a deep breath and called out: "Senior!

Wan Fu Zhenjun is dead, the Wan Gui Ship is destroyed, the Wan Family admits defeat!

Please raise your noble hand and spare Wanhui and Wanbao a way to survive!"

A Human-Quality Golden Core against a Superior Nascent Soul; logically speaking, it is no different from an ant trying to shake a tree.

However, the person in the dark clouds was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "Remember this lesson; some things are not for you to touch casually.

If you act recklessly again next time, it won't be settled with just one ship and one Nascent Soul!"

As soon as the words fell, the thunder faded into the distance.

The lingering dark clouds and torrential rain seemed to be washing away everything that had just occurred.

These words were both a warning and gave Wan Niang a way down.

She clenched her fists, looking at the tragic scene around her, only feeling stifled in her heart, as if an invisible stone was pressing down so she couldn't catch her breath.

Soon, the Wanhui and Wanbao ships gradually disappeared into the rain curtain; only then did Wan Niang grit her teeth and follow.

Rather than saying the Wan Family suffered heavy losses in this battle, it would be more accurate to say she herself suffered disastrous losses; although she preserved two giant ships, the days ahead will likely be difficult.

On the other side, the fat cultivator and his several subordinates looked at the distant scene, at a loss for a moment.

They originally wanted to wait until the distance was farther, find an opportunity to seize the large ship ahead; after all, during the auction just now, the people on the ship spent hundreds of thousands of middle-grade spirit stones in a single move.

Looking at them, their net worth was clearly substantial; their storage items must contain quite a few treasures.

But before they could act, the large ship suddenly billowed black smoke; there were faint traces of fighting on board, but careful observation would reveal that the black smoke was very insubstantial — not even the ship's core array was damaged.

As for that fire, although it looked terrifying, it actually didn't cause much damage.

A subordinate beside him couldn't help asking: "Big Brother, are we still not making a move?"

Hearing this, the fat cultivator frowned: "I always feel... something's off..."

The situation was so chaotic that even he, an experienced calamity cultivator, couldn't see clearly or guess through it for a moment, and his heart was filled with shock and doubt.

Just at this moment, a bone-piercing chill suddenly came from behind.

He violently turned his head and saw a tall figure standing outside their flying ship at some unknown time, the two sides separated by only a single protective array.

Zhao Lie's eyes were cold as ice; the way he looked at them was as if looking at a pile of corpses.

The fat cultivator's hair stood on end instantly, then he forced a dry laugh and asked: "Senior, may I ask if you have business with us?"

Zhao Lie said indifferently, "Thanks to you all, we were able to find a suitable opportunity, but as proper calamity cultivators, you should know that no evidence can be left behind."

Upon hearing this, the fat cultivator's heart tightened; while activating more of the flying ship's defenses, he pretended not to understand and asked with a somewhat bewildered look, "Calamity cultivators? What calamity cultivators?"

Zhao Lie's tone carried mockery: "When you saw five hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones, weren't you excited to death, thinking you'd make a huge profit this time?"

The fat cultivator hurriedly waved his hand: "Sir, I also spent a lot of spirit stones!"

Cold light flickered in Zhao Lie's pupils: "Therefore, you all prepared to rob us!"

"Attack!"

The fat cultivator appeared extremely decisive, immediately shouting a greeting.

The next second, all surrounding calamity cultivators revealed ferocious faces; spirit tools, magic tools, spells — everything that could be activated was fully activated, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.

However, Zhao Lie merely extended his right hand, and an invisible force enveloped this flying ship; then he clenched hard, and whether the ship's body or the people and objects on board, none had even a chance to resist — in an instant they all transformed into fragments.

There were at least five Golden Core True Persons on this ship, yet they couldn't withstand even a single move from Zhao Lie; all perished completely.

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At the same time, Xu Changqing and the others had already driven Broken Moon Flowing Frost flying out several tens of li.

Hu Bugui suddenly pointed at the distant sky and shouted: "What is that?!"

Everyone looked up and saw vast sky of fiery red sweeping over; upon closer look they discovered it was actually countless burning fire crows, their wing beats carrying scorching heat waves that even twisted the air slightly.

And in the center of the crow clan, a faintly visible red human figure stood prominently.

"Crow Venerable?"

"Impossible, he died so many years ago!"

"That is the new generation Crow Venerable, this person is terrifyingly strong!"

Seeing this mysterious powerhouse, Su Jinli, Yu Shi and the others all wore solemn expressions; even Xu Changqing frowned slightly, looking very nervous.

Although separated by a distance, they could still feel the other party's terrifying momentum.

Fortunately, both sides did not have much contact, merely exchanging gazes.

Afterwards, this mysterious "Crow Venerable" flew toward the direction the Wanbao Ship fled!