jdhmnovel Chapter 472 Going in to Hunt Down
Chapter 472 Going in to Hunt Down
As figures poured into the secret realm, Lin Xuantong's expression turned extremely grim.
The blood sacrifice array was the key to his long-planned scheme, and he would never allow it to be destroyed.
If all these people manage to escape into the Meteorite Ruins, the life essence required for the blood sacrifice will be greatly reduced, which could lead to the failure of the plan.
"What are you waiting for? Stop her, take her down, and the door will be closed naturally."
He noticed the Chaos Pearl in Zhao Xiruo's hand, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, several powerful figures broke away from the battle and pounced on the source of the pillar of light like ghosts.
Zhao Xiruo, pale from exhaustion, was barely managing to maintain the passage.
Among these people were Jonin from the Shadow Serpent Group and Nascent Soul stage elders from the Taixu Palace; their strength far surpassed that of ordinary people.
"Protect Junior Sister Zhao!"
"Stop them!"
Upon seeing this, several disciples of the Divine Thunder Palace rushed forward to stop them, their eyes red with fury. However, they were sent flying backward, coughing up blood, by a powerful spiritual energy shock emanating from a traitorous elder of the Taixu Palace who casually flicked his sleeve.
Just as those experts were about to break through the weak defenses and capture the teetering Zhao Xiruo.
A sharp flash of light and a strange blade shadow suddenly appeared from the flank.
It's Shen Nan and Liu Yanran!
Seeing that Yun Chen's injuries had temporarily stabilized, they handed over the protection task to their other junior brothers, and then turned back without hesitation to attack the enemies who were trying to attack Zhao Xiruo.
"Dare to touch Junior Sister? Did you even ask me first?"
Shen Nan roared, his long sword carrying an indomitable and fierce momentum, tightly binding a Shadow Serpent Group Jonin and a Taixu Palace Golden Core Peak cultivator.
Liu Yanran, like an assassin in the dark, moved swiftly, her short blade aimed at vital points, forcing another Nascent Soul elder from Taixu Palace to be distracted in her attack.
However, the enemy was too numerous and too powerful.
Two more people broke through the blockade, grinning maliciously as they reached out to grab Zhao Xiruo, who was now powerless to resist.
"Joruo!"
Yun Chen, who had just been helped to his feet by Bai Qingluo, was furious upon seeing this scene. He tried to rush over despite his injuries, but Bai Qingluo held him back tightly: "Are you going to your death?"
At this critical moment!
"Ice wall, rise!"
Leng Hanyue's cold voice rang out again.
Several thick walls of ice appeared out of thin air, blocking the path between Zhao Xiruo and the two experts.
"Crack!"
The ice wall blocked for only a moment before shattering, but that moment was enough.
Elder Lei took Lin Xuantong's heavy blow head-on, using the force to fly back. Purple lightning poured down like a waterfall, forcing the Nascent Soul elder of Taixu Palace who was at the forefront to retreat.
Mu Bingyun also timely unleashed an icy blue palm print, momentarily hindering the other person.
Taking advantage of this precious moment to catch their breath, Bai Qingluo, supporting Yun Chen, along with Liu Yanran, Shen Nan, and the remaining disciples, protected the exhausted Zhao Xiruo and quickly retreated into the Star Portal where the crowd was constantly pouring in.
"go!"
Seeing that most of the core disciples had already entered, Elder Lei shouted at Mu Bingyun and True Person Yu Shu.
The three of them unleashed their power simultaneously, forcefully shaking Lin Xuantong away. They transformed into three streams of light and instantly disappeared into the portal.
Seeing that all the main targets had escaped, Lin Xuantong was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
He attacked the star portal frantically, but the portal was formed by the power of the Meteorite Ruins drawn by the Primordial Pearl, making it extremely stable and impossible for him to destroy in a short time.
He watched the retreating figures of Yun Chen and the others inside the portal, then looked at the remaining low-level cultivators and corpses on the plaza—less than a tenth of what was needed for the blood sacrifice—and his face turned extremely grim.
"You bastards! Are you all useless?"
His roar echoed throughout the entire square.
At that moment, a figure slowly walked out.
He had a thin face, wore a dark purple Japanese outfit, and had a long, narrow katana at his waist.
"Sect Leader Lin, I told you long ago that those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles. You are too soft-hearted."
"What do you mean?"
Lin Xuantong's eyes darkened, and a cold glint suddenly shot towards the other party.
The Japanese cultivator smirked, but his eyes were icy cold: "There's an old saying in Great Xia: 'Hesitation leads to trouble.' It seems Sect Leader Lin still doesn't understand."
"What I mean is, we should have just killed your daughter back then, otherwise... this wouldn't have happened."
Lin Xuantong's eyes instantly turned crimson with rage, and the violent spiritual energy around him surged up like tangible black flames.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed the Japanese cultivator by the throat, his voice as cold as the depths of hell: "Say it again?"
The terrifying pressure of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator poured down on the opponent without reservation, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
However, despite his difficulty breathing, the Japanese monk still wore that repulsive, cold smile, and his eyes even held a hint of mockery.
"Sect Leader Lin... even if you kill me... it won't change... the current situation..."
He spoke with difficulty, but word by word: "Those people... have fled into the Meteorite Ruins... Once they make today's events public... Taixu Palace... will become the common enemy of the cultivation world... doomed to eternal damnation... My Shadow Serpent Group... can retreat to Japan... but does Sect Leader Lin really not care about Taixu Palace's millennia-old foundation?"
These words were like a cold, poisonous needle, piercing deeply into Lin Xuantong's most sensitive and fearful nerves.
His hand, gripping the other man's throat, trembled violently from extreme anger and the struggle for reason.
If the news of Taixu Palace colluding with Japan and committing blood sacrifice against its fellow cultivators spreads, the three major Dao lineages and even the entire Great Xia cultivation world will not let Taixu Palace off the hook.
At that time, Lin Xuantong will be the sect's eternal sinner.
The millennia-old legacy of Taixu Palace will be destroyed by his hand.
"Ugh—!"
Lin Xuantong let out a roar that suppressed endless anger and pain, and suddenly threw the Japanese cultivator aside. The latter staggered a few steps, clutching his throat and coughing violently, but a cold smile of triumph appeared on his face.
Lin Xuantong's chest heaved violently, and the madness in his eyes was gradually replaced by a ruthless and resolute look.
He turned around abruptly, looking at the remaining Taixu Palace elders and disciples behind him, their faces filled with fear, his voice hoarse but carrying an unquestionable command.
"All disciples and elders of Taixu Palace, listen to my command!"
"Enter the Meteor Ruins immediately and, at all costs, annihilate the remnants of the Divine Thunder Palace, the Tide Sound Pavilion, and the Jade Void Palace, as well as all outsiders who have entered the secret realm. Leave no one alive."
His gaze swept over the Japanese monks: "You all come in too!"
The Japanese cultivator, who had just caught his breath, shook his head, his tone returning to its previous calm: "Sect Leader Lin, our cooperation is limited to helping you initiate the Blood Sacrifice. Entering the Meteorite Ruins to hunt down the remaining enemies is not part of the agreement."
He paused, then said meaningfully, "Cleansing up our own ranks and stabilizing our rear are matters for the Taixu Palace to handle. We will wait outside for good news from Sect Leader Lin and ensure that... the news will not leak out."
The implied threat in these words is self-evident.
Lin Xuantong's face was ashen, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.