Chapter 1138

But he had never known that Master Ban was actually this kind of person.

Or was it that Cheng Jiao's methods were simply too formidable?

While his mind was occupied with such thoughts, naturally he would not answer Miss Xiao Li's question.

"Go…"

Master Ban summoned the mechanical Zhu Que, looking immensely pleased with himself.

First he gave a cold snort toward Tian Hu, who stood dumb as a wooden chicken.

Only then did he point lightly toward the direction of the Despair Guards.

The mechanical Zhu Que, which had been crying out without cease, immediately received Master Ban's guidance.

Bearing a gale of wind, it pounced toward the Despair Guards.

The mechanical Zhu Que had a wingspan of at least seven or eight zhang; as it moved, not only did it carry a fierce wind, it was also incomparably agile.

With a whoosh, the mechanical Zhu Que had already closed in on the Despair Guards.

It folded both wings, preparing to fan out an even more violent gale to blow the illusion array into the open—

Roar!

Suddenly, from beneath that stretch of sand, a low, rumbling growl sounded.

This growl plunged straight into the hearts and minds of the many watching martial artists.

For a moment, every martial artist whose cultivation had not reached the Earthly Immortal Realm grew dizzy and faint, nearly collapsing onto the ground.

"There's something strange beneath the sand!"

All the experts—whether Gai Nie or Cheng Jiao, even Kumojhi and the others—all discovered the source of the problem.

Rumble rumble rumble…

But before this group of experts could make any move, they saw the sand explode apart with a thunderous crash.

The Despair Guards, who bore the brunt of it, had not even the slightest ability to resist.

The tremendous force of the impact directly tore several Despair Guards into shreds.

The remaining Despair Guards, at this moment, seemed to have broken free of the illusion array.

Seeing that those they had been fighting for so long were not enemies at all, but their own comrades, they could not help but freeze on the spot.

Then they saw the sand heaving up continuously, as if some monster were about to emerge.

Several of their fellow soldiers had already become a pile of shredded flesh.

Even though the Despair Guards were all at the Earthly Immortal Realm, at this moment their hearts were pounding with terror; how would they dare remain where they were?

Exchanging a glance, they were about to leap into their lightness art and flee the place.

Unexpectedly, the surrounding space was inexplicably bound.

"No…"

The remaining Despair Guards, at this moment, finally tasted what true despair was.

Their whole bodies bound, unable to move, they could only watch helplessly as danger drew near.

"Spin…"

Just as the Despair Guards were all in despair, Master Ban remotely controlled from afar.

The mechanical Zhu Que, which had been pushed back somewhat by the strange growl, suddenly became active once more.

They saw this seemingly clumsy mechanical Zhu Que, under Master Ban's remote control, suddenly spin its body as nimbly as a real spirit-bird.

As it spun, ring after ring of fierce flames sprang into existence out of thin air.

In but a moment, this massive mechanical Zhu Que transformed into a wheel of wind and fire.

Pop…

A soft sound.

The wheel of wind and fire formed by the mechanical Zhu Que directly shattered the binding barrier that had abruptly appeared.

After the barrier was broken, under Master Ban's control, the mechanical Zhu Que suddenly shot out several ropes.

Accurately and without error, it captured every last one of the remaining Despair Guards.

The ropes tightened, and they were all drawn into the belly of the mechanical Zhu Que.

"Who would have thought, this old man Ban is actually this terrifying…"

Tian Hu watched the scene, unable to help clicking his tongue in secret amazement.

In fact, as the hall master of the Farmer's Chiyou Hall, he had long known that the Mohists' mechanical beasts possessed extraordinary power.

But only today, seeing the might of the mechanical Zhu Que, did he realize that the rumors fell far short of this mechanical beast's true strength.

Judging by the mechanical Zhu Que's performance today, even if Tian Hu's Chiyou Hall experts surged forward together, they would not necessarily be a match for this mechanical beast.

No wonder that proud, lofty, and incomparably mysterious Shanzhuang master held Master Ban in such high esteem.

"Sigh, what a pity…"

Gai Nie also sighed inwardly.

His regret, naturally, was that Master Ban was a brilliant talent capable of wielding this wondrous mechanical Zhu Que.

What a pity he had pledged himself to the wrong master, serving under Cheng Jiao.

He himself had obtained the Long Huang's blood, but had also told Ying Zheng all the intelligence.

Given Ying Zheng's character, he would certainly not let this matter rest.

The might of Great Qin far surpassed Cheng Jiao's Despair Shanzhuang.

Once they tracked the place down, Cheng Jiao would likely end up drawing water with a bamboo basket—all for nothing in the end.

Then those who followed him, such as Master Ban, Wei Zhuang and the others, would also find it hard to escape.

Thinking of Wei Zhuang, Gai Nie could not help but cast another glance at this junior brother of his.

But he discovered that Weizhuang happened to look over at that very moment.

Their gazes met in midair.

Weizhuang suddenly parted his lips slightly, as if saying something, but not a single sound came out.

Yet the moment Gai Nie saw it, his heart could not help but tremble.

Lu Li Tribe — decide the victor!

That was what Weizhuang had just said to Gai Nie using the Guigu Sect's exclusive lip-language!

Earlier, outside the Shanzhuang of Despair, Gai Nie and Weizhuang had already had one contest of sword-heart.

That battle ended in Gai Nie's defeat.

He never expected that Weizhuang was not satisfied with that battle, and instead placed the two men's decisive fight at the Lu Li Tribe.

Why would Xiaozhuang want to decide the victor against him at the Lu Li Tribe?

Could it be that he, too, had learned that Great Qin was coming, to be buried with Hearing Cheng Jiao?

Then Gai Nie felt this thought was laughable.

What Gai Nie practiced was the Way of the Vertical — the way of saving the world, striving for peace under heaven.

The wise lord he had chosen was none other than Ying Zheng.

Therefore he was willing, for his ideals, for the ambitions in his heart, to hole up in Xianyanggong, making not an inch of progress all these years.

But what Weizhuang practiced was precisely the opposite.

What he walked was the Way of the Horizontal — the way of stirring up the winds and clouds of the world.

So-called "rampant across the world" — that was it!

Even though, at present, Weizhuang seemed to be subordinate to Hearing Cheng Jiao, serving the Shanzhuang of Despair.

Gai Nie understood that Weizhuang truly possessed a heart unwilling to remain ordinary.

Once the Shanzhuang of Despair collapsed, the very first to leave would be Weizhuang himself!

So how could Weizhuang give his life for Hearing Cheng Jiao?

But if Weizhuang was not going to give his life, then why did he say to decide the victor at the Lu Li Tribe?

For a moment, clever as Gai Nie was, he too could not fathom this junior brother's thoughts.

Weizhuang looked at Gai Nie's bewildered gaze, and could not help but curve his lips slightly upward.

He gave a cold snort, no longer looking at Gai Nie, and instead turned his gaze toward the sandy ground.

"Look, look, Brother Gai, the monster's come out."

It was also at this moment that Miss Xiao Li excitedly tugged at Gai Nie's sleeve, pointing toward the sandy ground as she spoke.