Chapter 504 - Killing Contest (1/2)

The Flaming Qilin called and called for Chu Xun to no avail. To focus on his meditative training, Chu Xun had shut off all his senses. He could hardly hear a word.

The frantic Flaming Qilin could only pace around in anxious circles. He could not go close; he could never be able to withstand the weight of the strange black stone’s force field.

“You can stop calling. He’d never hear you,” a shrill voice echoed from behind. It was the Queen of Elves. She had come when she heard about the Qilin coming here.

She had never once visited this place since her escape fifteen years ago and seeing Chu Xun now in a sitting position sent a jolt of shock through her. The feat alone must have taken Chu Xun great resolve and grit.

Fear began to seep into her as she grimaced at what she had done. If Chu Xun could get out, how would he exact vengeance? The Queen began to wonder if she had done the most stupid thing ever fifteen years ago by tricking Chu Xun.

There was but only one thing she could do: that was to repair the damage that she had wrought by her own hands. Should any danger or harm ever came to Chu Xun’s wives, the Devil would never forgive the Elf race for this.

“Even if he’s awake, there’s no telling if he can get out,” remarked the Queen.

“And whose fault do you think it is?” snapped the Qilin placidly.

“Let’s go,” the Queen said, turning towards the exit. Realizing that the Flaming Qilin was still rooted to where he was standing, she paused and asked, “Do you want to help save the Devil’s consorts or not?”

“You’re willing to help?” the Flaming Qilin uttered, his face perplexed with incredulity.

“For far too long we have sat in the shadows. It’s time for the Elf race to emerge,” declared the Queen. “It’s time to show the world who we are.”

The Flaming Qilin fell silent for one second. There really was no other way. With Chu Xun still stuck here, the Queen was the only one now who could save Jing Hong and Hua Qingwu.

“And what are you waiting for?” the Queen glowered.

Without a word, the Qilin obediently led the way.

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In the meantime, Jing Hong and Hua Qingwu were still speeding across the countryside at full speed.

The sons of the Assembly of Immortals maintained their pursuit with dogged persistence.

The chase had gone for days and even Jing Hong and Hua Qingwu were beginning to feel fatigued from the exhaustion of their True Energy, and the magical herbs they consumed were not replenishing their endurance fast enough.

In contrast, the sons of Immortals remained strong and fast. The pills they brought from their world could easily restore them within seconds.

This filled Jing Hong and Hua Qingwu with trepidation. Sooner or later, the enemy would catch up to them.

“Get ready, Qingwu,” said Jing Hong. “We’ll hide in that city in front and keep our auras hidden. We need to hide.”

Hua Qingwu nodded.

Jing Hong’s hand blurred into a rapid flurry as she quickly weaved another spell. She cast an enchantment on the ground where they passed by and sped towards the city before them, Wentian City.

Her plan worked; Jing Lei and his comrades fell into her trap and were stuck inside her enchantment.

“Blasted enchantments,” Jin Yujie glowered. He had lost count of the times they had been held up by Jing Hong’s enchantments.

Jing Hong and Hua Qingwu had managed to evade capture only because of the enchantments she had cast to prevent them from catching up.

Even so, for all her prowess in battle, Jing Hong knew little in the skills of using enchantments. She had but only learned some from Chu Xun – some enchantments that were only good at deception at best and could cause little to no harm at all – and none of them could do anything more than temporarily slowing down their pursuers.

“The stage is yours,” said Wang He to Ma Kewei.

Ma Kewei nodded. Among them, he was most skilled in the magic of enchantment. It was he who had defeated the enchantments that Jing Hong had cast all the way.

It did not take long for him to undo Jing Hong’s magic.

“Parlor tricks,” commented Ma Kewei dryly.

Despite his outward disdain, Ma Kewei was actually awed. That an Earthling female could use such a complex enchantment that even he found it difficult to defeat filled him with amazement.

“Their auras… They’re gone…” Jin Yujie said suddenly with dismay.

The golden oil lamp that he used has the added function of detecting auras. It was with the help of the oil lamp that they did not lose track of Jing Hong and Hua Qingwu.

“They must still be near. Let’s go.”

Jing Lei put in more speed and bolted ahead. The rest of his comrades followed behind.

For another hundred miles, they traveled. Still, Jin Yujie’s magical oil lamp failed to detect anything.

“Damn it, we have lost them,” spat Jin Yujie furiously.

They all stood there in gloomy silence. For days they had hunted Jing Hong and Hua Qingwu, only for them to slip past their fingers.

“Wait. Could they have slipped into that city we’ve just passed by just now?” said Yu Xiyuan suddenly, his eyes gleaming with suspicion.

“Doesn’t seem plausible to me,” Wang He shook his head. “We’ve been passing by cities and settlements for the past few days and they made no attempt to find refuge before.”

“What if all that was just part of their feint for the past few days?” sneered Ma Kewei.

“A feint?” the taciturn Leng Rui, who has yet to utter a word finally broke his silence, his eyes flashing with a glow of suspicion too. Then he said, “Let’s go back.”

Everyone understood at last. Jing Hong and Hua Qingwu must have used the enchantments to ensnare them while they circled back around.

The sons of Immortals retraced their steps and chased for another hundred miles. Still, the oil lamp could detect nothing again.

“Damn it!”

Jing Lei cursed aloud as he drove a heavy punch into a huge boulder that looked like it weighed a tonne, destroying it to vent his anger.

The rest of his comrades looked just as sullen and somber. Their hunt had effectively become a fruitless wild goose chase.

“If that’s the case, I say we go on slaughtering and burning. Surely that will snuff the Devil out of hiding.” Jin Yujie’s eyes lit up with malice.

“Well, Wentian City it is then,” suggested Leng Rui. “We just passed by it just now.”

Killing was like a sport to these sons of Immortals and with no objection, they headed towards Wentian City.

Once outside, a gleeful Jin Yujie activated his lamp. The weapon emitted a bright golden glow. He took a deep breath and blew at his lamp.

SWOOSH!

A huge jet of flames shot at the city gates, scorching the ground enough that it cracked and split. Trees and plants caught in the blaze immediately turned into ashes and boulders and rocks all crumbled into pieces.

Rumble!