531: Chapter 83: The Qi Xia Meeting 531: Chapter 83: The Qi Xia Meeting The flying sword imbued with the “Rule of Destruction” arrived in an instant!
Xie Xuanyi felt a premonition of danger surface in his Heart Lake, and he promptly turned around, countering with Palm Sword Energy—
“Clang!”
Dual strikes of the Rule of Destruction clashed!
The blood-tinged small sword summoned by Nalan Qiutong shattered into pieces, but Xie Xuanyi was far from relaxed.
He let out a muffled grunt, a sweet taste rising in his throat as he forcefully suppressed a mouthful of fresh blood and used the momentum to escape far away.
“He still got away…”
Nalan Qiutong slumped to the ground, staring resentfully at the retreating figure in black.
Blood slowly trickled from the corner of her lips.
In the recent clash of Tao Rules, Xie Zhen sustained rebound damage, and so did she.
The turmoil of the sea of fire had yet to subside.
Iron cavalry charged in battle.
The Cage Immortal Array was broken, and the monks from the Fan Yin Temple mission dispersed in every direction.
Camp Cang began to clean up this unexpectedly disastrous mess, while the iron cavalry from Yuzi Camp also urgently rushed over from the direction of Duanchang Cliff, joining the battlefield.
A lean figure riding atop a black horse slowly stepped into the sea of fire, coming to Nalan Qiutong’s side.
“So this is the favored disciple of the National Master?”
Meng Kejian spoke softly with a light laugh: “It is truly unexpected that such an absolute killing trap like Qixia Mountain could be broken open to reveal a glimmer of hope for survival.”
“The breach of the Cage Immortal Array is half your responsibility.”
Nalan Qiutong wiped off the blood from her lips and slowly stood up.
With an impassive face, she said, “You watched True Master Jun Shan draw his sword and break the array without batting an eyelid…
You did it on purpose to let them go.”
“Miss Nalan, one can eat carelessly but should not speak recklessly.”
Meng Kejian spoke eerily, “Meng’s iron cavalry awaited orders at Duanchang Cliff; the entire situation was in your hands.
I dared not show up lightly, lest I outshine you.”
“I know you have grievances against me, just waiting for the chance to kick me when I’m down…”
Nalan Qiutong took a deep breath and said, “But now matters are pressing.
The Buddhist reincarnator has already been taken by Jun Shan, and Xie Zhen has escaped as well.
Are you not going to pursue them now, truly believing that if this mission is botched, you won’t be reprimanded?”
“No rush, no rush.”
Meng Kejian remained calm and composed as if nothing concerned him.
“Yuzi Camp—relay my military command, seal off this mountain!”
He squinted at the boiling scene of the sea of fire in front of him and coldly said, “For the monks of the Fan Yin Temple mission, kill on sight!
Leave no survivors; I do not wish for any Buddhist disciples to make it out of Qixia Mountain alive!”
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“Where’s Xie Zhen?”
“Where’s Xie Zhen!”
The Purple Cloud Flying Sword tore through the air, streaking across the sky above Qixia Mountain like a shooting star.
Deng Baiyi, held in the palm of True Master Jun Shan, couldn’t help but speak up.
She kept looking back, the smoke from the sea of fire gradually extinguishing, the battlefield of charging iron cavalry growing more distant, and the sounds of battle and cries getting fainter…
In today’s brutal conflict, it was uncertain how many from the Fan Yin Temple mission could escape with their lives, but there was only one person she deeply cared about.
Xie Zhen.
Xie Zhen had said that he would immediately come after the array was broken!
“At a time like this, you’re still worried about others…”
True Master Jun Shan gritted his teeth, not daring to slow down the slightest bit.
Meng Kejian was observing the battle from Duanchang Cliff!
Silence behind him at this moment was a good sign…
The fear was, upon looking back, he would see Meng Kejian’s figure!
Deng Baiyi clenched her sleeves tightly.
The next moment.
A familiar Sword Sound rang out from afar.
A figure in black, controlling a Flying Sword, whisked over at high speed.
“Sigh…”
Seeing this figure, Deng Baiyi breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a burden lift from her; she knew that Xie Zhen, true to his word, would definitely catch up!
“Xie surnamed, are you alright?”
True Master Jun Shan slightly slowed down, allowing Xie Zhen to catch up.
His Divine Thought fell on Xie Zhen.
Going round once.
This lad’s physique was truly resilient; enduring the iron cavalry’s charge within the Cage Immortal Array for so long, yet not a single visible wound?
Was the Principle of Life truly so domineering?
“No harm.”
Xie Xuanyi wiped his lips with the back of his hand, to say he was completely unscathed was impossible, as in fact with every direct clash against String Skill, his internal organs would be shaken.
However, the Undying Spring combined with the Principle of Life displayed immense healing powers, minor injuries almost instantly healed, granting him an invincible foothold.
The “Human Sea Tactic” that instilled fear in all cultivators had virtually no effect on him.
The heaviest injury he had sustained in this battle was from the final sword exchange with Nalan Qiutong.
Rule of Destruction versus Rule of Destruction.
Nalan Qiutong’s understanding of the Rule was not profound.
But the Rule of Destruction was after all the most formidable of the Tao Rules…
Xie Xuanyi’s Heart Lake was still trembling continuously, unable to settle for a long time.
If he wasn’t mistaken, the “Rule of Destruction” that Nalan Qiutong comprehended was somewhat similar to that of Lian Venerate, belonging to the Path that slays the soul!
“The whole Qixia Mountain must have been sealed off by Nalan Xuance.”
True Master Jun Shan took a deep breath; his Divine Thought expanded, encompassing the entire Qixia Mountain, trying to find an escape path.
But strangely.
This entire mountain range was shrouded in fog!
On this journey,
both he and Miao Zhen used their Divine Thought to scout ahead…
It was supposed to be an extremely safe way of traveling, yet encountering such an incident at Treasure Bottle Mouth, True Master Jun Shan no longer dared to make rash decisions.
His Divine Thought could not penetrate the “Great Array” laid out by Nalan Xuance, and a single misstep could lead to landing again in a death trap, then the situation would turn dire.
“What should we do now?
Which direction should we escape to?”
True Master Jun Shan subconsciously looked towards Xie Zhen.
Logically speaking,
his seniority was greater than Xie Zhen’s, his years of cultivation were longer than Xie Zhen’s, and in the face of such a death trap, it should be up to him to make decisions.
But now…
Jun Shan was no longer sure.
“To the south!”
Xie Xuanyi took a deep breath and, without hesitation, immediately chose a direction.
That was the direction the delegation had come from.
The pressing matter was to escape Meng Kejian’s pursuit.
As the Cage Immortal Array broke and Xie Xuanyi fled, he caught a glimpse of the Yuzi Camp’s iron cavalry charging from the direction of Duanchang Cliff…
It was clear that Meng Kejian had joined the battle as well, and this Yin God would soon catch up with his party.
Now there was no time to think; he could only rely on intuition.
His Divine Thought, just like Jun Shan’s, hung over all four directions of Qixia Mountain.
The fog was pervasive.
Xie Xuanyi could not see through this thick fog.
But he could feel that today’s death trap was far from over.
After sunset on Qixia Mountain, it seemed like every exit was buried with deep lethality.
“Alright, south it is!”
True Master Jun Shan no longer hesitated; he tossed Deng Baiyi, who was in his arms, into the embrace of Xie Xuanyi to lighten the load.
Both men controlled their swords at the highest speed, reducing their altitude and rapidly crashing into the dense forest, darting back in the direction they had come from.
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“Lord Meng, Xie Zhen has escaped, yet you seem to be in no hurry?”
After the sunset on Qixia Mountain, night fell.
A globe of fiery light floated three feet above the ground, piercing the darkness and illuminating a bright three-foot radius.
Beneath the fiery light,
Meng Kejian, clad in Mystic Iron Light Armor, draped in an Azure Cloak, sat leisurely atop his horse, single-handedly grasping the reins and “slowly” proceeding.
It was described as “slow.”
But it was only the frequency of steps that was slow, not the pace of movement.
The black-maned steed beneath Meng Kejian seemed to be buoyed by the wind with every step, light as a feather, and could cover several zhang in just a single stride.
A breeze caressed his face, rustling the forest leaves.
Eerily, beside Meng Kejian, another horse similarly “slowly” walked.
Prince Jiangning, Xie Zhisu, sat on his horse’s back, also looking composed.
Beside him, Venerable Bai Yu, clad in a white robe, personally led the horse and employed the Power of Dao to maintain a speed just barely matching Meng Kejian’s.
“No hurry, what is there to be worried about?
Would Prince Xie in your manor feel anxious if a mosquito or fly eluded him for a moment?”
Meng Kejian spoke indifferently, deliberately pausing mid-sentence: “There is an old saying in Li Kingdom, the Emperor is not in a hurry…
Anyway, the one who should be worried now is Xie Zhen, not you or me.”
Xie Zhisu frowned slightly.
If the speaker had been the outspoken and illiterate Du Yunzhong, he would have let it go.
He would not have taken it to heart.
But Meng Kejian was different from Du Yunzhong.
This man was very clear about the implications of every word he said.
“Impertinence!”
Venerable Bai Yu could not hold back and spoke, and although Meng Kejian had concealed the second half of his statement, Bai Yu couldn’t fully erupt but could only issue a cold warning: “Meng Kejian, you should be aware that Xie Zhen has Da Sui Sword Palace behind him.
If you let him escape today, it would be no trivial matter…
You have grievances with Nalan Qiutong, you should settle accounts after the autumn harvest, how can you let it interfere with important matters?
Earlier, you should not have idly watched the Cage Immortal Array being broken!”
“What are you?”
Meng Kejian sat on his horse, arching an eyebrow, looking coldly at Venerable Bai Yu: “A mere horse-handler dares to lecture me?
Shut your mouth and be obedient, I’m speaking to your master!”
“???”
Venerable Bai Yu’s eyes widened, ready to burst out in anger.
Prince Jiangning’s hand gently patted his shoulder.
This place…
was Li Kingdom.
Meng Kejian was Chen Chong’s man, this person was sinister and ruthless, changeable and unpredictable, it was best not to make an enemy of him.
Thinking this, he could only take a deep breath and choose to endure.
“Please forgive my rudeness, Prince Xie…”
Meng Kejian spoke leisurely: “You are a guest invited by Nalan Xuance, the Great General has ordered that you be treated with courtesy.
Unfortunately, both the Yuzi and Camp Cang are battle-hardened men with no sense of decorum.
Today you came to Qixia Mountain to watch the battle, and I have but one piece of advice for you.”
“…Uh?”
Xie Zhisu suppressed his anger and listened quietly.
“Xie Zhen is not only your enemy but also an enemy of Da Li.”
Meng Kejian said with a smile: “In this battle on Qixia Mountain, my only task…
is to kill Xie Zhen.”
“Then why didn’t Lord Meng make a move directly earlier?
Why cause trouble up to this point and let complications arise?”
Xie Zhisu heaved a sigh, sounding somewhat helpless.
Meng Kejian didn’t need to answer, as he already understood the reason.
Nalan Qiutong, as a disciple of Nalan Xuance, acted brutally, and with an overbearing String Skill, had incited Meng Kejian’s dissatisfaction…
In the recent battle,
Meng Kejian deliberately allowed Xie Zhen to escape to teach Nalan Qiutong a lesson.
“Don’t worry, he won’t escape this Qixia Mountain.”
Meng Kejian gently extended a palm and flipped it over: “No matter where he flees, in the end, he won’t escape the Great General’s palm.”