495: Chapter 63 Assassination_2 495: Chapter 63 Assassination_2 “…”
Miao Zhen, who has always been fond of killing, now has an icy expression on his face.
He subconsciously looks back in the direction of Qu River.
The Purple Green Treasure Ship has traveled a distance, and the river fog is thick, able to conceal the view…
but it cannot stop the listening of the Heavenly Ear Technique.
He hears the relentless roar of raging waves from afar.
The high tide has arrived, the storm is about to rise.
“You all guessed that I would come?”
Miao Zhen clenches the Ming Sha Treasure Staff tightly and says with a cold voice, “This barren hill has been set up as a cage specifically for me…”
These minions led by Huo Qu,
they are merely a bait.
In fact…
True Master Qi Po, as well as the Special Enforcement Officer Huang Xi, are also baits.
But unlike Huo Qu and his men, these two Grotto Heaven Realm experts did not realize even until their deaths that within the plan, they merely served to lure Miao Zhen to appear.
The old saying goes, ‘The drinker’s intention is not on the wine’…
From the beginning to the end, Yuan Jimo’s real target has always been the Purple Green Treasure Ship.
“The words of a Saint Monk truly have depth.”
Red Immortal says with a forced smile, “It’s just a pity that I have not studied much and don’t understand the obscure words you use.
What does ‘cage’ mean?”
Boom!
The Ming Sha Treasure Staff radiates a circle of golden light—
Miao Zhen takes a leap, forcefully smashing the Golden Mallet down!
Sitting on the iron throne, Red Immortal, with his amusement receding, sits upright menacingly, and in a flash extends his hand to grab the tip of the Ming Sha Treasure Staff.
Buddha Country ignites, the Great Sun boils, fierce light and fire blaze in the palm of Red Immortal, who seems to feel no pain, and simply grips the end of the treasure staff tightly.
“To scorch the heart with the fierce sun, truly a cruel torture.”
Red Immortal gazes deeply at his burning flesh, speaking with a hint of sentimentality, “If it were in the past, this one blow would have likely scattered my soul and spirit.”
“Alas, times have changed.”
“You, having been reborn and relearning, are no longer the high and mighty Yang God of the past.”
“And I, have grown accustomed to the severe pain of this fierce sunshine.”
…
…
The great river breaks open, waves churn.
The Purple Green Treasure Ship sails smoothly, the delegation quietly cultivating in their respective quarters.
On the ship, all is quiet and peaceful.
Mi Yun, alone, pushes his wheelchair along the deck, passing through the corridor, coming to the door of Jun Mountain, and before he could knock, a young woman opens the door for him.
“…You’ve finally arrived, please come in.”
Deng Baiyi welcomes Mi Yun into the room.
The cabin is small.
But there are already four people inside.
Aside from Deng Baiyi, there’s Xie Zhen, Jun Mountain, and the former Imperial City Special Enforcement Officer Iron Eyes.
“Benefactor.”
As soon as Mi Yun enters the room he asks, “Has Uncle Master not returned yet?”
He and Miao Zhen’s Heart Seas are connected, and the two of them have a sense between them that is beyond understanding.
Only Uncle Master left the Treasure Ship to resolve some troubles outside Qu River…
All of this is known to Mi Yun.
There’s a brief silence inside the room.
Xie Xuanyi nods, narrows his eyes, and says, “You also feel that something is not right?”
Miao Zhen went to hunt down the disciples of Huo Qu and the person who set up this stealthy line.
Logically, it should take at most half a cup of tea to accomplish all of this.
Even if there were unexpected complications, he should still send a message back.
But now, an hour has passed.
After Miao Zhen left the ship, there has been no news.
Does it take so long to kill a few Grotto Heaven experts?
Xie Xuanyi has witnessed Miao Zhen’s capabilities himself.
The Cave Heaven Evil Cultivators at Moss Ridge were all cleanly slain by Miao Zhen in less than a hundred breaths time, and that was when he was even holding back.
If this guy went all out, the time spent would only be shorter.
“Just now, my Heart Sea connection with Uncle Master was suddenly severed.”
Sitting in the wheelchair, Mi Yun lowers his head, silently feeling the reaction of his Heart Lake.
He frowned and said earnestly, “Senior uncle might have encountered some trouble.
Before the Heart Sea was disconnected, I sensed the aura of ‘Buddha Country’, senior uncle used the ‘Buddha Country’ but still couldn’t escape…”
“…A transcendent being beyond the Cave Heaven Realm has made a move.”
True Master Jun Shan sat cross-legged on the bed.
His expression was calm as he spoke lightly, “This shows that Yuan Jimo is not a fool, knowing Miao Zhen’s strength and still naively sending a few lackeys.
If I’m not mistaken, Miao Zhen established a Heart Sea connection with you because he wanted to cultivate the Buddhist ‘Telepathy’, right?”
Mi Yun was startled for a moment and then slowly nodded.
This Telepathy, profound and mysterious, is one of the most difficult Divine Skills to cultivate within the Buddhist arts.
If cultivated to Great Success, even across the Soul Sea, one could spy on the thoughts of others.
But this Divine Skill is influenced by the Divine Soul Realm.
Before reincarnating, Miao Zhen established an intimate and inseparable relationship with Mi Yun, and even after awakening his Divine Thought, he did not withhold anything, completely opening up his Heart Sea…
thus, they could sense each other’s state.
This is also the Cultivation Method of “Telepathy” guided by the Zen Master.
Jun Shan asked, “Before the Heart Sea was disconnected, did you see anything?”
“I…
I seemed to have seen a splash of scarlet.”
Mi Yun rubbed his brow and murmured, “It was like a banner spear, tearing through the Heart Sea, severing the connection between me and senior uncle.”
“Yin Mountain, Red Immortal.”
“Yin Mountain, Red Immortal!”
Two voices, speaking in unison, echoed in the quiet room.
Xie Xuanyi and Jun Shan spoke at the same time, identifying the powerful being that matched the scarlet anomaly.
“…Red Immortal?”
Deng Baiyi looked grave, as she had heard of the name of the Yin Mountain Three Saints, but the South Border was too far from the Northern County, and she did not have a clear understanding of the strength of these “Three Saints.”
“Not someone formidable, you could consider him a Fake Yang God who shuns the light.”
Jun Shan scoffed with disdain in his eyes.
“Fake Yang God?”
Deng Baiyi’s expression darkened.
Jun Shan was a Reincarnated Yang God who scorned the Southern Border Evil Cultivators…
but the words ‘Yang God’ weigh too heavily on most Cultivators, even with the prefix “Fake,” it still commands awe.
“Relax.
Give the Red Immortal a hundred guts, and he still wouldn’t dare to come here in his True Body.”
True Master Jun Shan squinted his eyes, “Nalan Xuance and Chen Chong would also not dare to openly kill Miao Zhen, for fear of provoking the Zen Master to destroy their karma.
If I’m not mistaken, the Red Immortal must be using a remnant spirit body, trapping Miao Zhen.
He is the strongest combatant on the surface of the envoy, if they confine Miao Zhen, the following actions will be much easier.”
As soon as the words landed,
Boom!
A loud noise suddenly exploded outside the ship!
The Purple Green Treasure Ship, which had been navigating steadily on the Qu River, was suddenly struck, tilting to one side, waves rolling, and the cabin losing equilibrium.
The violent inertia caused the bodies of everyone inside the room to lean.
“An enemy attack?
I’ll go to fight!”
Iron Eyes’ face changed drastically, about to rush out of the door.
The next moment, Xie Xuanyi’s hand held him back, preventing him from leaving.
“Lord Xie?”
Iron Eyes looked puzzled.
Xie Xuanyi held down Iron Eyes with one hand and supported Mi Yun’s wheelchair with the other.
He gave Deng Baiyi a glance, who understood immediately.
Deng Baiyi took a deep breath and immediately began drawing talismans.
The ship shook once, and quickly stabilized.
Only, the next salvo followed closely behind.
This time, prepared, the severe sense of weightlessness returned but did not cause the panic as before.
In the cabin, there were cries of alarm.
The monks of the Fan Yin Temple envoy all left their quarters, causing chaos on the deck.
The two previous strikes weren’t much of a concern.
The Purple Green Treasure Ship itself possessed an extremely stable protective array, but the array’s spirit stones were depleted after two strikes, and the originally stable Treasure Ship…now also began to slow down.
River fog permeated, and the source of the two blasts gradually emerged from the shadows.
Xie Xuanyi’s expression darkened as he looked up, his gaze piercing through the cabin and the deck, fixated on the far end of the gloom.
There hovered a billowing great robe.
The robed figure stood on air, holding a Soul-devouring Banner.
The Soul-devouring Banner flapped in the wind.
Countless skeletons and wails stirred with the river breeze.
True Master Jun Shan slowly opened his eyes, looking at the black-robed youth before him with a smile that was not a smile, “…Mr.
Xie, it seems this is aimed at you, right?”