408: Chapter 19: Rain at Moss Ridge (Part Two) 408: Chapter 19: Rain at Moss Ridge (Part Two) “What is that sound?”
In the long night, the shrill sound of the wind rose, and the caravan guards raised their heads only to see a crimson figure plummeting from the mountaintop.
Wu Yin raised his hands in the air, pressing palms together to form a seal.
From the spot between his eyebrows, a strange, deep red light began to spread—
The caravan had a total of six Qi Refining Masters.
With Wu Yin’s realm, there was no need to even open his Grotto Heaven to kill them.
A sweep of his Divine Thought was enough to easily shatter several people’s Divine Sea.
The power disparity between the two sides was too vast.
But it was precisely for this reason that Wu Yin did not choose to kill them immediately.
What he wanted to do was to please himself in the limited space of an hour.
Crimson Tao Rules danced and whirled in midair like blood fire, enveloping the crude Protective Qi Array that the few Qi Refining Masters had joined forces to create.
The formation was not sophisticated, but the blood fire did not directly shatter it.
The rainy night was colored red by the firelight, and Wu Yin hovered and landed in front of the caravan.
He extended his palm, feeling the rhythm of the Power of Dao that was being transmitted.
He slightly closed his five fingers, grasping the lives of everyone here in the palm of his hand!
“Is this…
Tao Rules?!”
“A Cave Heaven Realm cultivator!
This seems to be the aura of an Evil Cultivator!”
“How can that be…
How could there be an Evil Cultivator near the Imperial City?!”
The caravan immediately fell into chaos.
The guards drew their swords and stood forward bravely, but, unfortunately, their figures were as insignificant as ants in the face of the overwhelming blood fire manipulated by Wu Yin.
“Kneel on the ground, all of you, and knock your heads on the ground ten times.”
Wu Yin crossed his arms in front of him, looking down at the people of the caravan with contempt, “If you do not do as told, you will be shown no mercy and killed on the spot.”
His gaze swept over them one by one.
There were fewer than twenty people in the caravan in total.
After a glance around, Wu Yin was somewhat disappointed; there were no women in the caravan, almost all men.
He had intended to select a few playthings to quench his thirst.
The master of the caravan was an elderly man with white hair.
Although he was old, he had quite a spine.
He stepped forward, looking at the blood fire figure in the sky, and spoke earnestly, “Immortal Master, we can do without the goods.
If we kneel and bow…
could you possibly show mercy and spare our lives?”
“You may kneel first.”
Wu Yin smiled and spoke, readily agreeing.
He was a Southern Border Evil Cultivator and was not known for keeping his word.
What he wanted to see now was these people losing their dignity bit by bit, falling into despair, and ultimately dying in humiliation.
“…”
The old man hesitated for a moment.
Just as his knees began to bend, preparing to kneel—
An invisible and gentle force suddenly appeared, supporting him.
At the same time, a voice as warm as the spring breeze echoed through the mountains of Tailing.
“Do not kneel.”
This youthful voice caused Wu Yin to pause.
Standing on the mountaintop, Huai Ting also showed a surprised expression.
His Divine Soul Realm was the strongest among them, yet he hadn’t realized someone was approaching beforehand.
It was Cang Yin who, without changing his expression, raised an eyebrow and looked toward the north of Tailing.
The night sky shrouded in clouds.
A black light was continuously threading through the air, splitting the void.
This was Sword Qi, and with each flash, it advanced a full hundred yards.
Of course, this was not the “Shattering Void” Divine Skill that only a Great Practitioner of the Yang God Realm could use.
It was simply the speed of the Sword Qi that was so fast it caused this special phenomenon!
“Someone is coming…”
“But it doesn’t seem to be someone from the Imperial City Department…”
Huai Ting also noticed the black sword light and raised his eyebrows softly saying, “The Imperial City is truly a wonderful place; even a mere Cave Heaven Realm cultivator dares to meddle so much?”
…
…
This streak of Sword Qi had appeared on the horizon, shattered the void, all in less than ten breaths.
In the end, the Sword Qi cut through both the blood fire and the array—
A young man dressed in a simple black shirt, wearing a hat, and carrying an umbrella sword, stood between the caravan and Wu Yin.
“Interesting, interesting…
This is more intriguing than I had imagined.”
Wu Yin laughed out loud.
He squinted his eyes, sizing up the young man before him, feeling surprised.
Under his Divine Soul’s perception, this young man seemed to only be at the Initial Cave Heaven.
But Wu Yin was very clear.
This was not the Sword Qi that someone at the Initial Cave Heaven should have.
In his mind, this young man was at least at Perfect Cave Heaven, and he might even have condensed the Power of incomplete Tao Rules.
Why not a complete Power of Tao?
Because the young man before him was too young.
And those who have completely comprehended the Tao Rules are too rare.
At least, Wu Yin had never heard of anyone who could comprehend the complete Power of Tao Rules at the age of sixteen or seventeen.
“To master the complete principles and become a Yin God Venerable at this age, it seems only the Reincarnated True People can achieve it, right?”
Weighing these conditions.
“Seventeen years old, Perfect Cave Heaven, able to Control Sword Qi, able to conceal one’s realm, and yet wielding incomplete principles.”
Wu Yin narrowed his eyes and spoke leisurely, “…are you Xie Zhen?”
This identity wasn’t hard to guess.
Among the young prodigies of Sword Cultivators, there were only a few, and Xie Zhen had the most distinct characteristics…
even with a hooded cloak, it was easy to guess who he was.
“Who I am doesn’t matter.”
Xie Xuanyi couldn’t be bothered to deny it.
He was just looking at the mountain top, calmly declaring, “What matters is, you all will die here.”
He checked the scene immediately.
Chen Jingxuan’s information was accurate.
Moss Ridge, the Southern Border Evil Cultivators, a total of thirteen people.
Three Quasi-Yin God Realm cultivators wielding the Power of Dao…
aside from the “Wu Yin” standing before him, there were two more observing the battle atop Moss Ridge.
Interestingly enough,
Xie Xuanyi sensed a familiar Divine Soul aura on one of the Quasi-Yin God Realm cultivators.
“Kill me?
Are you serious…
bragging so boldly with just a smidgen of the principles mastered?”
Wu Yin acted as if he heard a very amusing joke, holding his belly, laughing uncontrollably.
Aside from himself,
there were two other allies controlling the Power of Dao!
Furthermore, the Imperial City Department’s Special Enforcement Officer would also soon arrive!
Traveling these past few days, Wu Yin hadn’t missed a bit of the “good show” in Great Chu Imperial City…
Xie Zhen had caused quite a stir up north, attracting many enemies, and now, he had dared to leave the city at such a critical time!
In a while, perhaps the Pavilion Master from Tai Shang House would also arrive at Moss Ridge, seeking to finish the kill!
“Let’s hope you can still laugh later.”
Xie Xuanyi’s expression remained calm.
Wu Yin suddenly stopped laughing, speaking softly with a hint of sorrow, “Xie Zhen, you’ve come at the perfect time…
killing a few Qi Refining Masters from Da Sui Academy, how can that quench your anger?
The score with your killing of my junior brother in the north, only you can settle it!”
Junior brother?
Xie Xuanyi slightly furrowed his brows.
The sky was filled with blood fire, encircling the caravan.
When Sword Qi had just slashed through the blood fire, as the Sword Master, Xie Xuanyi felt a somewhat familiar aura…
This journey north from the South Border, having several Evil Cultivators negotiating with the Imperial City Department, their identities were very mysterious.
Presumably, the Three Great Sects had done much work, and without direct contact, even the Book Tower could not collect complete information.
Judging by the situation, it seemed the owner of the blood fire principles didn’t belong to Yin Mountain nor to Hehuan Sect.
Thus…
only the Heavenly Puppet Sect remained.
Xie Xuanyi understood what this guy meant by score.
Jiageng Cloud Ship.
He had killed Saint Son Wu Qiong of the Heavenly Puppet Sect.
This guy was Wu Qiong’s senior brother.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, a torrent of blood fire hanging in the sky plummeted!
Wu Yin took action without warning and was extremely deceitful; he didn’t directly attack Xie Zhen, but aimed the Power of Dao at the innocent commoners in the caravan.
“Buzz!”
At the same moment, a Sword Sound exploded in the rainy night.
Xie Xuanyi raised his hand and threw his umbrella sword, as Spring Breeze Grass separated on its own, turning into two swirling lights, scabbard and blade moving in two directions.
Under the control of Xie Xuanyi’s formidable Divine Soul, they created two vast circular ripples.
Where they passed, the blood fire burst apart, and the two strands of Dao power collided—
Amidst the dull explosion, Xie Xuanyi floated backward while a cold laughter echoed in his ears.
Wu Yin mocked unreservedly, “You righteous Cultivators always trying to save people, if you have concerns in your heart, how can you compete with those desperate outlaws?”
Xie Xuanyi turned a deaf ear.
He lunged forward again, like a swaying blade of grass, stationed in front of the caravan, stepping firmly, turning back into a solid, towering wall.
Xie Xuanyi raised his hand and shattered a mass of blood fire, the sleeve of his robe fluttering, he forcibly tore open a rift in space with Sword Qi and talismanic technique.
“…
Take them away!”
As his voice fell,
out of the void, a young man in a green robe carrying a heavy sword rushed out—the long-prepared Duan Zhao, who had been waiting at the gate, charged headlong, acting upon orders.
He raised his arms, his body bursting with Primordial Fire, resembling a blazing man of fire, taking everyone who had not yet reacted into his arms.
This scene seemed terrifying, but the raging Primordial Fire would not harm them.
Duan Zhao stuffed the people of the caravan into the carriages and then, pushing the carriages, charged into the closing gap in space.
The whole process took less than five breaths!
The muddy mountainside suddenly became much emptier.
A moment later, Xie Xuanyi once again used Sword Qi to tear open a gateway, and Duan Zhao, carrying the heavy sword, slowly emerged.
Panting heavily, he transmitted a low voice, “Young master…
all those people have been settled safely, whether it is the caravan owner or the academy Disciples, none have been hurt.”
“Good.”
Xie Xuanyi nodded.
He whispered, “The upcoming fight might be a tough one…
I will hold off the three Quasi-Yin God Realm cultivators.
As for the rest, how many do you want to fight?”
Duan Zhao looked up.
He gazed at the dense shadows at the mountain top, taking a deep breath.
The long-suppressed Duan Zhao asked in a resonant voice, “Young master, do you want the truth?”
“Of course.”
Xie Xuanyi smiled.
Duan Zhao slightly grinned, revealing snow-white teeth and a bright smile, “Young master, I want to fight ten!”