Chapter 1901

"What is this thing?"

Wang Dun frowned, looking at the void.

Xin Baobao said: "Didn't you hear him shout? It's some 'Five Traveling Army Umbrella'!"

"I know!" Wang Dun said, "Junior Brother, did you see clearly just now? What grade of treasure is it?"

He Pingsheng was somewhat worried.

He also raised his head, looking straight at the faintly visible vast umbrella in the void, and said: "I saw clearly, it seems to be... sixth grade... mid-grade among sixth grade!"

Hiss hiss hiss...

Everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Han Houshi said: "No wonder it takes hundreds of people to activate it. Why don't we run away first!"

"Can't run!" Wang Dun shook his head: "This umbrella isn't an attack-type divine artifact, but a trapping array!"

"Haven't you felt it yet? It seems we're cut off from the outside here!"

"He's doing this to prevent us from escaping!"

Xin Baobao said: "Then it's fine!"

As soon as the words fell, thunder suddenly rang out from the void.

Crack crack... crack crack...

Streaks of silver lightning, like swimming dragons, condensed and rose from the nine black umbrella ribs, then wound their way down.

Lightning roared, piercing the void, tearing through the leaden clouds.

Nine streaks of silver lightning converged into a single heavenly thunderbolt, falling straight toward the heads of He Pingsheng and the others without deviation.

Xin Baobao shouted: "Master Uncle... didn't you say it had no attack capability?"

Wang Dun covered his head and ran: "I was blindly guessing..."

He Pingsheng waved a hand, pushing Tai Zhen and Xin Baobao away in the opposite direction, and himself borrowed this counter-thrust force to turn into a stream of light shooting toward another patch of void.

Han Houshi also escaped at the right moment.

Boom—

A thunder pillar ten zhang thick instantly fell on the large ship.

The thunder pillar turned into a sea of lightning, enveloping the entire large ship.

After a few breaths, the large ship turned into a pile of scrap, falling from the void onto the ground.

"Damn it..." Wang Dun's face turned black with anger: "Dare to destroy my treasure?"

"Watch me deal with you!"

Wang Dun drew out a black long spear, his whole person turning into a streak of light, charging toward that silver-armored Divine Control realm cultivator.

"Open—"

Gong Zhi Lun merely pointed a finger slightly, and a second bolt of thunder turned into a silver dragon-snake falling from the void, chasing after Wang Dun.

This thunder dragon was a circle smaller, yet even more agile.

Wang Dun was so frightened he circled several times in the void, yet couldn't shake off the thunder dragon's pursuit.

"Don't just watch..." he said to He Pingsheng: "Hurry up and kill him!"

He Pingsheng originally wanted to observe a bit longer, but urged by Wang Dun he could no longer bother observing, directly swinging the Hongmeng Purple Gold Staff and smashing it across the void at Gong Zhi Lun.

His speed was extremely fast; in less than two breaths he flashed across the void.

But before he could get close to Gong Zhi Lun, another bolt of lightning fell.

This time it came chasing after He Pingsheng.

The power of the lightning was vast and boundless.

This was an attack condensed from a sixth-grade divine artifact; although the person wielding the artifact was weak, He Pingsheng could not ignore the artifact's own capability.

He could only temporarily retreat.

Just like that, two thunder dragons, one left and one right, separately chased He Pingsheng and Wang Dun as they ran.

"Holy shit... what exactly is this thing?" Wang Dun yelled while running.

"Hehe..." Gong Zhi Lun chuckled, saying: "Hand over our Golden Butterfly Immortal Sect's thing... I can let you die a quick death."

Wang Dun said: "Thing?"

"What thing?"

"You wouldn't be talking about an insect egg, would you?"

"Shut up!" What Gong Zhi Lun worried about most was the news leaking; even his own Golden Butterfly Immortal Sect people weren't allowed to know. He was so angry he stamped his feet: "Die... you just die..."

Rumble—

The thunder dragon chasing Wang Dun increased in speed and power by three parts.

You should know, this time the Golden Butterfly Immortal Sect came to plant the Sacrificial Dao Yin-Yang Cicada, it was originally done sneakily.

Even their internal disciples didn't know.

Those who knew the whole matter were only Gong Zhi Lun, Wuji, Le Qingyue, and that Wang Shixiong Lu — four or five people total.

Now it's good, Wang Dun blurted it out in one go.

If this damn thing gets spread, the entire Golden Butterfly Immortal Sect will be exterminated.

Boom—

At a certain moment, that thunder dragon finally landed on Wang Dun's body.

A sea of lightning submerged Wang Dun's body.

"Wang Shixiong Wang..." He Pingsheng's heart tightened.

Then he discovered the thunder dragon behind him had also increased in speed.

If this continues, he will be caught in less than three breaths.

Open...

He let out a soft shout, unfurling a third-tier defensive talisman, but still uneasy, he added two more layers.

As soon as He Pingsheng had the three layers of third-tier defensive talismans in place, the void before him was filled with the power of lightning.

The power of lightning was indeed formidable; in just one breath, it devoured the first layer of defensive light membrane around He Pingsheng's body.

Then the second layer.

Then...

There was no then.

Since the second layer wasn't torn apart, the lightning power ceased.

Seeing this, He Pingsheng gasped sharply: Not particularly strong, huh?

Damn it, I was frightened by this guy's aura.

Look at Wang Dun's side.

The lightning power around Wang Dun's body also vanished, and this bastard's face seemed even darker than before.

"He didn't die?" Gong Zhi Lun gritted his teeth: "He didn't die?"

"Boom..." This time, He Pingsheng gave Gong Zhi Lun no chance to attack; he waved his hand, and three offensive talismans scattered outward.

Three crimson divine phoenixes condensed from the void, swooping toward Gong Zhi Lun from three different directions.

Actually, He Pingsheng also wanted to use the Great Heaven Wave Heavy Palm divine ability.

Unfortunately, he couldn't.

Because he himself does not understand the gravity principle, the gravity principle integrated into this divine ability relies entirely on the glove's adhesion, and the glove's adhesion to the surrounding gravity principle requires a process.

Just earlier, he had used the heavy palm to blast and kill six people from the Golden Butterfly Immortal Sect, already exhausting the gravity principle completely.

Thud...

Thud...

Thud...

The three crimson divine phoenixes originally aimed at Gong Zhi Lun, but around that massive divine warship, several defenses suddenly unfolded.

The divine phoenixes struck the defensive light membrane.

Waves of mighty energy surged toward Zhou Tian, yet failed to tear the light membrane.

Fourth-tier defensive formation.

"Hahahaha..." Gong Zhi Lun burst into mocking laughter.

Wang Dun said: "Junior brother... Divine Sense attack..."

"Just block this big umbrella of his!"

Wang Dun's idea coincided with He Pingsheng's; seven divine nails shot fiercely from his sea of consciousness.

Divine Sense divine ability: Wu Xiang Bei Dou Nail.

The seven divine nails ignored any physical defense, piercing directly through those fourth-tier formations and slamming hard into Gong Zhi Lun's sea of consciousness.

Gong Zhi Lun was no pushover; his Divine Sense was inherently strong, and he was also a God Refiner. Moreover, he wore an artifact around his neck capable of defending against Divine Sense attacks.

Thus, He Pingsheng's Divine Sense attack was again blocked by him.

Wang Dun exclaimed in shock: "What a formidable ally, no wonder he's from a great sect—so many treasures!"

"Again..." He Pingsheng gave Gong Zhi Lun no time to catch his breath, unleashing the Wu Xiang Bei Dou Nail a second time.

This time, the Divine Sense defense artifact did not activate; all seven nails slammed into his sea of consciousness.

Gong Zhi Lun screamed, instantly losing control of that sixth-tier divine artifact.