Chapter 88: The Guillotine of White Bones (First Update)

The iron spear's spider legs, like the long, sharp beak of a red-crowned crane, pierced through the carriage and rapidly expanded before Xu Yuan's eyes!

Lord Qin felt a thought rise in his heart: "This junior's skill is nothing special."

Xu Yuan lay sprawled in the carriage, his eyes showing not a trace of fear.

The spider leg had thrust in half a foot, stopping mere inches from Xu Yuan's eyes—yet it was utterly stuck.

The carriage wasn't pierced; Xu Yuan had let the leg in himself.

This stepmother's carriage was heavily armored and also functioned as a bamboo cage.

Xu Yuan had a sudden idea: let the leg in, then trap it—effectively gripping the opponent firmly!

Lord Qin sensed it too, and strained to pull the leg free, but it was jammed fast in the carriage, immovable!

Lord Qin's face burned—he'd misjudged this so-called "junior's creation" repeatedly.

In that moment of hesitation, Lord Qin saw a thick black tube rapidly extend from inside the carriage!

The tube was long, pressing directly against Lord Qin's armor.

The muzzle was as wide as an infant's fist!

"No—!" Lord Qin realized he'd been tricked, raised the spider leg to flee…

Boom!

The gun fired straight into Lord Qin's armor, a massive projectile blasting a deep dent into it!

Right below his left rib.

The armor cracked like a spiderweb—but it held.

The spider leg, trapped by the carriage, snapped off from his body.

"Ugh!" His internal organs trembled; Lord Qin spat blood, staggering back and roaring: "Chen Liangxuan's people said this boy is a Rank Dan Xiu!"

Before Master Gao activated the spell, Chen Liangxuan had sent word north.

The Northern Capital was to provide high-level coordination.

Lord Qin, already in Southern Jiaozhi, had also received Chen Liangxuan's message and rushed here without pause, intending to meet Chen Liangxuan to complete that "great task."

So they actually arrived in Shanhe County before the Purification Office's reinforcements.

Unexpectedly, "meeting" turned into "seizure."

Lord Qin secretly contacted Chen Liangxuan's subordinates, but none of them knew Xu Yuan had defeated Fu Dong Tianwang.

The only one who knew the truth, Master Ji, had returned to his hometown…

Everyone believed Ma Tianshou was responsible.

So the intelligence given to Lord Qin was outdated.

Xu Yuan spat his belly fire onto the ground; the war chariot clanged as it flipped over, wheels rolling in flames, charging again toward Lord Qin.

Lord Qin snorted in anger, flipping his hand to produce a drum.

He struck hard against Xu Yuan's carriage.

Dong!

Xu Yuan's mind rang hollow; his soul was shaken, slightly displaced from his body.

His belly fire went out; the chariot slid to a stop.

Dong-dong-dong!

Lord Qin hammered the drum repeatedly; Xu Yuan could not reseat his soul.

Lord Qin hammered the drum while driving the spider leg swiftly toward the chariot—though missing a leg, he wobbled.

Simultaneously, a long metallic scorpion tail rose behind him.

The tip of the tail spun rapidly, humming, aiming to drill into the chariot.

Fu Jingyu grew anxious, urging Lu Zhengyan: "Master Lu! Go save Xu Yuan!"

Lu Zhengyan was a martial cultivator, wielding a great guandao that whirled with fierce wind, forcibly driving back two enemies preparing to ambush Fu Jingyu; then he hung the great blade on his saddle, drew a horn bow from the other side, and shot an arrow swiftly.

Master Lu, a Wu Ju graduate, was truly skilled in horsemanship and archery.

Pah!

The arrow flew like a meteor, precisely jamming into a critical mechanism of Lord Qin's scorpion tail.

The iron components of the tail still spun, but with a creak, the arrow shaft shattered—yet behind it was a one-chi-long iron shaft embedded inside the arrow.

The iron shaft jammed the tail, preventing rotation; the device could no longer function.

Lu Zhengyan's hands moved swiftly, firing three more arrows in succession.

This time, the targets were clear—all aimed at Lord Qin's left rib, the very dent Xu Yuan had blasted.

One hit, and Lord Qin would die.

Lord Qin had no choice but to turn, using the intact parts of his armor to absorb all three arrows.

Then he was knocked back three times in succession.

Lord Qin roared in fury, spun the drum, and slammed it hard toward Lu Zhengyan:

Dong!

Lu Zhengyan staggered, nearly falling from his horse.

His warhorse, an old companion, immediately lowered its head and veered away, carrying its master clear of Lord Qin's second strike.

Dong!

The second drumbeat struck empty air.

Lu Zhengyan shook his head a few times; as a Wu Xiu, his soul was sturdy, and he recovered quickly.

He urged his horse into a gallop, refusing to linger, denying Lord Qin any further chance.

Lord Qin turned back to Xu Yuan—but this time, Xu Yuan threw out a Yin Pill.

With a sharp crack, the half-man, half-scorpion xiao ghost roared—but Xu Yuan gave it no chance to wreak havoc, commanding it to dissolve into a swirl of black wind and sand that spun around the war chariot.

Boom!

Lord Qin struck the drum fiercely, and the sound waves exploded, shattering the black wind and sand into fragments!

Unable to gather again, the black sand scattered across the ground.

Heart aching, Xu Yuan, in a fit of anger, kicked the chariot pole, which shot out with a swoosh.

The chariot pole was originally a great spear, and the war chariot had a mechanism to launch it.

With a crack, the great spear struck Lord Qin, its force so heavy it pierced straight through his armor.

But the spear's speed was slow; Lord Qin had time to dodge, and this strike only pierced his thigh.

Lord Qin let out a pained cry, struck the drum hard, stunning Xu Yuan momentarily, then grabbed the spear and pulled it out.

But he saw a rope wrapped around the back of the spear!

Lord Qin raised a spider leg to slash—the rope did not break.

What kind of rope is this? As this thought just crossed Lord Qin's mind, suddenly Xu Yuan yanked the rope, trying to drag the spear back.

Lord Qin gripped tightly, then suddenly realized something: this was a creation of a Craft Cultivator!

Lord Qin hurriedly let go,

and the spear flew back; almost at the same time, three sharp iron spikes snapped out from the front half of the spear with a clang!

Had Lord Qin still been gripping the spear tightly, that hand would have been ruined.

Lord Qin cursed loudly: "Sneaky!"

Fortunately, this lord is also a Craft Cultivator and has experience in this area.

Xu Yuan could not help but feel regretful, but he retracted the great spear anyway.

On Fu Jingyu and Elder Yan's side, the Dog-Head Guillotine finally dragged those dozens of old ghosts under the blade!

"Chop!"

The two of them worked together to drop the guillotine blade, and suddenly a vast expanse of white bones surged from the bodies of those dozens of old ghosts.

The guillotine blade chopped the white bones into pieces, yet more white bones surged out.

But these white bones were not endless; once the white bones in that "Pit of Ten Thousand" were exhausted, these old ghosts would be sliced in half by the guillotine blade, their souls scattered and spirits dispersed!

Lord Qin suddenly shouted loudly: "If you are not going to act, when will you?!"

There was no response.

But Lord Qin said no more, struck the drum in his hand, and rushed straight toward Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan also imitated Lu Zhengyan, constantly changing the war chariot's direction to dodge the drumbeats.

The drum's sound waves spread in all directions, but its ability to shake the soul was condensed into a beam, fired toward a single point.

Suddenly!

"Buzzzzzz..."

A strange sound arose abruptly, coming from afar and drawing near, growing increasingly noisy and loud, unable to be suppressed even by the howling yin winds.

Everyone looked up; in the dim sky, a dense swarm of insects, like a flowing dark cloud, flew rapidly overhead.

Then they dove down fiercely, crashing in with a pitter-patter.

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