Chapter 607

Not good!

Le Zhuang's face changed drastically as he saw Xuanqing Daozhang wounded by a black shadow; just as he was about to rush forward to help, a black shadow not far off stared at him coldly, like a raging flood beast, sending a chill through his body—before that shadow he could summon no resistance at all.

He estimated that if Zhu Xing weren't still wanting to keep him alive just to toy with him and make him wish he were dead, the black shadow before him wouldn't merely be watching him—it would take his life!

"What should we do now?"

Le Zhuang really wanted to grit his teeth and rush forward to help, but he clearly knew his own limits—he couldn't muster any resistance against a single black shadow, let alone a sea of them; if he really rushed in to help, he'd only add to Xuanqing Daozhang's trouble, and his face showed nothing but undisguised worry as he said:

"Uncle, you must hold on—no, you must turn defeat into victory!"

Compared to Le Zhuang merely watching Xuanqing Daozhang's battle with the naked eye and being able to see clearly, Xuanqing Daozhang was falling behind, while Wang Ping'an took advantage of everyone's inattention to use his Dharma Eye.

Not only could he clearly see how his master fell behind under the siege of countless black shadows.

He could also clearly see the black qi emanating from the black-robed man Kong Yuan Si, like a downpour, falling onto each black shadow.

The black shadows were growing stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Originally perhaps just ordinary martial artists, under the nourishment of massive black qi, and as each black shadow slain by his master turned into black qi that other shadows devoured, they instantly evolved into warriors rivaling Foundation Establishment cultivators, and eventually gradually became adepts rivaling Golden Core cultivators.

'This technique is quite formidable!'

Wang Ping'an's eyes lit up instantly as he stared deeply at Kong Yuan Si, myriad thoughts flashing in his mind, thinking that after his master dealt with this Evil Cultivator, he might seize the chance to obtain this evil technique's cultivation method from him, perhaps even surpassing his teacher, he thought to himself:

'I just don't know whether cultivating this evil technique will be too wicked, whether the conditions are too harsh—if they're too extreme, then even obtaining this evil technique's cultivation method would be useless!'

His greatest worry was that this evil technique required human lives to cultivate; using his Dharma Eye, he could faintly see that the technique's evil nature resembled wailing vengeful spirits, showing that the Evil Cultivator called Kong Yuan Si had surely killed many people while cultivating it.

Cultivating this evil technique with others' lives!

'I just don't know what grudge my master bears against this Evil Cultivator called Kong Yuan Si!'

Wang Ping'an's mind filled with myriad thoughts; he hadn't forgotten that his master had originally been calm, but upon hearing Kong Yuan Si's name, his calm expression instantly turned to hatred, leading him to speculate:

'Is it because this Evil Cultivator bears a grudge against my master's master, a grudge that cannot coexist under the same sky, so my master hates even his associates?'

Pfft!

At that moment, Xuanqing Daozhang spat out a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale, devoid of any color; under the siege of black shadows strong enough to rival Golden Core cultivators, he was clearly falling behind and moreover suffered grave injuries.

Yet he dared not tend to his wounds; instead, he took out healing pills from his storage bag while wielding his long sword and employing the Ziqi Jiejue to slay enemies.

Gazing at Kong Yuan Si behind him, he longed to capture the leader first, but amidst the siege of countless black shadows he could hardly break out of the encirclement; trying to capture the leader first was nearly as hard as climbing to heaven.

Finally.

Xuanqing Daozhang's gaze fell upon Le Zhuang and Wang Ping'an in the distance.

"Xiao Zhuang, quickly take Ping'an and leave this place!"

A sudden urgent voice sounded in his mind, startling Le Zhuang, but he quickly realized it was Xuanqing Daozhang speaking; he didn't know by what means the voice appeared in his mind rather than his ears, and just as Le Zhuang opened his mouth to ask Xuanqing Daozhang, another identical voice echoed in his mind.

"Don't speak, don't let them notice you, quickly take Ping'an and leave this place, don't run toward Kumu Guan; once you're gone, I can fight them with peace of mind, lest at a critical moment they use you to threaten me?"

Le Zhuang watched Xuanqing Daozhang, clearly falling behind under the siege of countless black shadows, and very much wanted to ask.

Whether he was worried that Zhu Xing's group would use them to threaten his uncle, or knew he was no match for Kong Yuan Si and likely would die at his hands, that was why he urged Wang Ping'an to flee early.

"Xiao Zhuang, don't let your uncle down!"

Another voice sounded in his mind, instantly suppressing the myriad thoughts welling up in Le Zhuang's heart like a tide; he fell silent, firmly nodding, though tears glimmered in his eye sockets.

Seeing everyone's gazes drawn to Xuanqing Daozhang, he didn't know whether the master had intentionally created an escape opportunity for them or what.

Suddenly.

From Xuanqing Daozhang's body burst a dazzling purple light, like a blazing sun, brilliant and blinding, corroding each surrounding black shadow; his long sword, like a soaring dragon, unleashed tremendous power, and every black shadow met a miserable end at his hands.

In an instant.

Xuanqing Daozhang's surroundings were cleared in circle after circle!

Le Zhuang understood that Xuanqing Daozhang was surely creating an escape opportunity for him, and he dearly wished to go to the Yellow Springs together with his master.

This novel you have arrived at

Unwilling to abandon Xuanqing Daozhang and flee alone, he recalled his grandfather's dying words, recalling the promise he had made to his grandfather.

He would avenge his parents!

In his peripheral vision he again saw Wang Ping'an beside him, wearing a curious expression, as if drawn by the dazzling purple light, having no idea what had happened.

'Uncle, rest assured, I will surely master the skills, I will surely avenge you and my parents!'

Le Zhuang's heart bled, he stifled the urge to cry, and grabbed Wang Ping'an in a hug; to his surprise, Wang Ping'an did not fuss, remaining calm, but now was not the time to praise him—he turned and, summoning every ounce of strength, fled at top speed.

His limping, lopsided gait appeared extremely comical.

Death throes...

Zhu Xing watched Xuanqing Daozhang suddenly unleash tremendous power; not only was he not frightened, he actually snorted coldly, and before he could finish speaking, he saw Le Zhuang awkwardly fleeing while hugging Wang Ping'an, and hastily shouted:

"Imperial Attendant Kong, by all means don't let that little beast and that little thing escape!"

"Young master, rest assured, they can't escape!"

Kong Yuan Si glanced at the fleeing Le Zhuang, paid no heed, and just as he finished speaking, a black shadow lunged forth.

(End of chapter)