Chapter 278: Shadow War

Little Wei Yuan's hair stood on end in an instant, and he immediately knew he had been targeted by something, becoming alert instantly.

A breeze seemed to blow past his side, Little Wei Yuan felt nothing, and suddenly there was a 'meow' behind him, the howling of a cat with its hair standing up.

Little Wei Yuan looked back and saw a giant white tiger appear out of thin air behind him, slapping a claw at the empty space. Something flashed under the white tiger's claw, causing this lightning-fast slap to miss.

This white tiger was the old Daoist Chuhe's spirit pet, switching to combat posture at a critical moment, but at this time there was an extra crack on its shoulder, not knowing when it was injured.

The old Daoist Chuhe crawled out from under the white tiger, gray-headed and face pale. The sneak attack just now had no warning at all; if it weren't for the white tiger's extremely fast reaction, the old Daoist would likely be missing arms and legs by now.

Without needing a warning, the cultivators of the Tai Chu Palace immediately dispersed, mutually forming horns, monitoring all directions.

Little Wei Yuan felt a warning sign in his heart again. Before he could think it through, three arc-shaped curved tripods appeared in his hands. The three sides fit together to form a perfect circle, wrapping Little Wei Yuan tightly within.

More than ten strands of black Qi arrived through the air, shooting at the round barrel, actually making a metallic clanging sound! All the black Qi was a step slow, bounced away by Little Wei Yuan's protective round tripod, shooting wildly, making the cultivators of the Tai Chu Palace jump around.

The old Daoist Chuhe let out a scream, having been stabbed in the butt.

Seeing Little Wei Yuan defending himself tightly, the shadow rose rapidly, preparing to shoot in from the gap above.

But just as it flew into position, it saw Little Wei Yuan take out another round tripod and buckle it on top, adding a lid to the gap. Now there was really not even a crack.

The shadow seemed to be at a loss for a moment, then flew into a rage, scattering a large piece of blade-like black Qi, including all the cultivators below.

Amidst the clanging sounds, Little Wei Yuan's turtle shell bounced away all the incoming blade Qi, incomparably sturdy.

The old Daoist Chuhe let out another scream, his lower leg was hit by two more blades, one of which was bounced back by Little Wei Yuan.

Little Wei Yuan cast spells while hiding in the turtle shell, dragging several fire meteors from the void and smashing them violently at the ground around him. Amidst the roaring sounds, fire waves swept out, sweeping everything around clean.

The white tiger carried the old Daoist and rushed out from the raging fire; the old Daoist's eyebrows were already scorched by more than half.

Under the meteor bombardment, the shadow let out a sharp, thin cry, seeming to be in some pain.

At this time, the Demon Suppressing Tower appeared out of thin air, fixing the shadow, and then a thin ray of light passed through the air, sweeping the shadow.

"Good!" Yu Zhizhuo shouted with a clenched fist; he was happy to see this familiar sword light.

Zhang Sheng silently put away 'Zhan Xu' and took out 'Li Shang'.

The shadow was split into two and fled rapidly; halfway, the two pieces of shadow merged into one, as if it had never been injured.

Two screams suddenly sounded from the periphery; listening to the sound, it should be two Dao Foundation cultivators who followed into the Cave Heaven.

Little Wei Yuan no longer felt targeted, so he opened the turtle shell and rushed towards the place where the scream came from. A group of three cultivators was originally arranged here to be on guard, but now only one remained, standing blankly in place, actually scared silly.

There were two long bloodstains on the ground, winding all the way into the palace complex. Clearly, the two cultivators were dragged into the depths of the palace by the shadow monster after being attacked.

Little Wei Yuan shook the surviving cultivator hard and asked, "Did you see clearly what that thing looked like?"

"No, no! It seemed to be able to turn invisible, only revealing two claws, and it dissected the two of them in one go..." The cultivator trembled like chaff.

"Go and reunite with the others." Little Wei Yuan ordered, and then followed the bloodstains. The bloodstains extended all the way to the gate of a certain palace, and then turned in.

Zhang Sheng and Ji Liuli were also here; seeing Little Wei Yuan follow, they stepped into the palace gate.

The shadow monster's speed was extremely fast; from the scream to the arrival of the cultivators, it was only a breath of time, but it had already dragged two people into the palace a hundred zhang away, and Little Wei Yuan didn't even see a shadow.

Entering the palace gate, inside was a wide courtyard, only slightly inferior to a feudal prince's palace. If it were outside, this single hall would have been suspected of exceeding the rules.

Stepping into the courtyard, Little Wei Yuan felt the surroundings become gloomy, cold, and damp, and the sky was obviously dim. The bloodstains were split into two, entering the left and right side halls respectively.

Were there two monsters?

Little Wei Yuan did not act rashly, but used his spiritual sense to search and observe the square to see if there were any mechanisms or traps, while Ji Liuli set up a formation on the spot, and Zhang Sheng stood guard on the side.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Liuli's formation was set up, and a dazzling golden light rose from the formation, cutting through the gloom covering the palace, letting the sky light shine on this palace again.

"I have already broken the Yin Qi here. But still be careful; the Yin Qi here is too heavy, yet there are no resentful spirits, which is a bit strange."

The three discussed and decided not to disperse, searching in the order of left first and then right.

The left side hall was very dim; it seemed that something was originally worshipped here, but it had been violently destroyed and was already a mess.

Little Wei Yuan suddenly kicked a piece of wood, and the sound was a bit strange. He picked it up and found that this broken wood was stained with a lot of mucus.

A drop of mucus fell from the top of his head, just landing on this broken wood. In an instant, a piece of shadow fell from the top of the hall, rushing straight at the three people below!

In an instant, the Demon Suppressing Tower appeared, and the shadow's movements slowed by three points. From being difficult to detect before, it was finally captured now. Zhang Sheng held two swords in his hands, instantly exchanging hundreds of moves with the shadow, taking one hit from the shadow, and then returning three swords.

Everything happened in a flash; Zhang Sheng staggered back, blood on his lips, while several pieces of shadow splashed in the air, and the monster screamed and disappeared.

Amidst the whistling sound, more than a dozen flying swords swept past the place where the monster originally was, but they were a beat slow and hit nothing.

"What kind of monster is that?" Zhang Sheng and Ji Liuli asked at the same time, and then discovered that the other side hadn't seen clearly either.

Zhang Sheng held his sword, and the sword body was stained with a piece of mucus. He pointed his finger lightly, and light smoke suddenly rose from his fingertip, scorching a small piece black.

"Be careful, this monster's body fluid can corrode magic bodies." Zhang Sheng's immortal sword light flowed, annihilating all the mucus.

Little Wei Yuan said, "Everyone cannot disperse."

The rest of the Tai Chu Palace cultivators were surrounding this palace at this time, preparing to intercept when Zhang Sheng and Ji Liuli forced the monster out. But right now, this monster's strength was extremely strong, and what was more terrifying was its speed, which belonged to the top tier among Dharma Forms. It would be dangerous if everyone dispersed again.

Little Wei Yuan immediately gave orders to the cultivators blessed with Qi Luck, and they passed his words on to others.

At this time, the Demon Suppressing Tower suddenly appeared on its own, and a piece of shadow rushed under the tower, its speed obviously slowing down. Zhang Sheng advanced instead of retreating, slashing with both swords, while the fourth immortal sword slowly fell. As long as he captured its aura, the immortal sword would automatically annihilate the opponent's Primordial Spirit.

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At this time, Little Wei Yuan raised his gun, stepped forward, and stabbed out with a counter-strike, but stabbed into empty air.

Little Wei Yuan suppressed the surging Dao power and fired another shot. Amidst the roaring sound, the muzzle sprayed a piece of lead pellets, missing again.

But this time Little Wei Yuan saw it clearly; just when the muzzle sprayed fire, the monster was still in front of the muzzle, but the fire light was bright, and when the lead pellets left the chamber, there was nothing in front, and the monster had already moved away.

This was still the result under the Demon Suppressing Tower of the Senior Sister. If it weren't for the Demon Suppressing Tower, I'm afraid Little Wei Yuan wouldn't even be able to see the monster's whereabouts.

Zhang Sheng let out a muffled groan and took another hit, this time also returning three swords. Blood also dripped from his nose, clearly not lightly injured. And how heavy the monster's injury was, no one could say clearly.

Two screams suddenly sounded outside the palace; these were the straggling cultivators who hadn't had time to assemble.

It had just exchanged moves with Zhang Sheng, and in the blink of an eye, it had killed other cultivators hundreds of zhang away?

Little Wei Yuan felt a bit creepy; this kind of speed had never been seen before! And the monster's characteristics were strange; without knowing its origin and characteristics, it was impossible to lock onto it with spiritual sense.

Before Little Wei Yuan could think of a countermeasure, suddenly he felt the cold and damp feeling on his body again, and he immediately knew he was targeted again.

Little Wei Yuan's consciousness suddenly became empty, constantly improving under external force, leaping out of the surrounding fog. This time, looking down from a high position, he saw it clearly; strands of nearly invisible silk threads extended from the darkness, probing towards himself below, wanting to entangle him.

Little Wei Yuan realized that once entangled by these silk threads, he would be locked onto by the monster, and what followed would be a storm-like attack. Little Wei Yuan couldn't handle this kind of attack at all, and could only see if his physical body could withstand it.

However, just at this moment, several pale red sword Qi appeared around Little Wei Yuan, waving like lightning, cutting off all the silk threads that were entangling him.

The monster seemed unwilling to give up, probing more silk threads, entangling Little Wei Yuan from all directions. The pale red sword Qi increased by several more strands, and finally seven strands of sword Qi came out together, cutting off all the silk threads. Little Wei Yuan's surroundings suddenly looked like black snow falling, with silk threads constantly falling.

This was an attack at the Primordial Spirit level; Little Wei Yuan had not yet become a Dharma Form, so he originally couldn't see these. But at this moment, for some reason, it seemed that his Primordial Spirit status had been greatly improved, and he saw all this from a high position.

This invisible attack was extremely intense, but if his Primordial Spirit status hadn't improved, Little Wei Yuan's feeling would just be: the monster tried to lock onto him, but failed.

It seems the Laurel Immortal Tree is still a bit useful... Little Wei Yuan praised in his heart.

Just after praising, Little Wei Yuan saw a strange silk thread with dots of light probing from the void, pointing at him. And such an obvious silk thread, the Laurel Immortal Tree seemed to be unaware, still fighting with the surrounding ordinary silk threads.

Little Wei Yuan was anxious, but his Primordial Spirit state was special at the moment, and he couldn't move at all, and couldn't do anything, watching that silk thread fall on him and enter his Sea of Consciousness.

At this very moment, Little Wei Yuan suddenly remembered that this was a thread of cause and effect, which the teacher had once demonstrated when he was in the 'Concentrated Initial Karma' class.

However, this was a genuine Fenhai Zhenjun method. When it was demonstrated, it was the Fenhai Zhenjun of Yan Shi who personally took the field, waving his hand to turn the classroom into an endless gloomy void, with countless bright and gorgeous threads of cause and effect crisscrossing, especially the countless entanglements between classmates.

At that time, Little Wei Yuan was still young, and facing such a wonder, he would only exclaim in wonder, and couldn't do anything else.

Seeing the thread of cause and effect fall on him, Little Wei Yuan was both shocked and angry. Did this monster want to form some evil karma with him? Didn't it know that he could summon a Great Karma Curse at any time?

That thread of cause and effect fell into the Sea of Consciousness, suddenly shifted, and entangled on the Honglian Puti tree that had just grown. The Honglian Puti tree's branches and leaves shook, pulling that thread over and constantly absorbing it.

The thread of cause and effect was pulled tighter and tighter, and the monster seemed unable to bear the burden, finally breaking, all absorbed by the Red Lotus Honglian Puti.

Little Wei Yuan finally understood at this moment that this was a dark battle at the level of a Fenhai Zhenjun of Yu Jing. What allowed him to see all this was that Honglian Puti tree before the Buddha.

Seeing through the maze, it turned out to be like this.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 279 =====