Chapter 383 (2/2)

Before he could pounce on the fleeing woman he heard a voice next to him. When he turned his face towards it he saw a fist covered in some white aura shooting like a meteor towards his face. He was unable to raise his defenses but a thin shield still covered his body to take the hit.

”Useless, you will never defeat me!”

He screamed out in indignation after recovering from this blow that sent him to the ground.

”Is that so? I don't think you have that many lives left though…”

Zhang Dong was there to meet his gaze. He pointed to his hand and when he did one of the rings that were there quickly burst.

”What? With just one hit? How is this possible?”

Zhang Dong had noticed that his hits weren't really leaving an impact on Wang Long. Even though his opponent was losing, he had yet to take any proper damage. This was all due to the rings that covered his hands. They were clearly a sort of defensive treasure that was activated whenever its wearer was in trouble.

This was either a store-bought item, or something that he received from the Soaring Dragon Sect for protection. Since the battle started this was the third ring that had been destroyed. It also looked like Wang Long only had nine of those defensive rings on his fingers while the tenth was a regular spatial ring.

”Nine lives huh? Similar to a cat, but now you only have six…”

”Shut up, so what if you gained some power? Don't think this is over!”

Wang Long gritted his teeth while also using the phantom chain attack that he previously used on Liena and Zhang Zhi. This time around, instead of his enemy being captured he saw something strange.

Zhang Dong opened his mouth and started breathing in. A massive suction force was created that caused the shackles to fly towards his mouth. The dark chains of ghostly energy were then promptly devoured by his soul core that was a perfect counter for this type of attack that actually went for a person's astral form and not their physical form.

Without saying much Zhang Dong plunged himself into battle. It was quite one-sided as Wang Long found himself getting punched and kicked in all directions. His soul beast that attempted to shield its master was also quickly dispatched by a well-placed smack.

”Protect the young master!”

Wang Long wasn't alone though, elder Tong's voice boomed through the whole battlefield as the old master noticed his struggles. The elder was still facing off against Huo Qiang who looked quite injured.

Tong instantly tried forcing his way towards Wang Long but Zhang Liena with her soul beast stood in his way. This moment of emotion gave Huo Qiang enough time to attack and cause the old man to retreat. Unable to help the young master, it was up to the other elders to rise to the occasion.

Two of them quickly appeared from the side. Their robes were slightly damaged but the two were clearly still in good condition. Their opponent Zhang Dong was forced to momentarily halt his advance towards the young man as he evaded the spiritual attacks coming his way.

One man performed a devastating attack with their spear which produced a massive trench. The second one was using an Axe that cleaved in the other direction that caused the earth to be split in two.

Even then, the two late-stage nascent soul masters found themselves unable to contend with Zhang Dong's speed. Both of them felt something connecting with their stomachs as they received a hard blow from the white-haired United Element Sect Patriarch.

”Useless old farts, what are you doing? Kill him!”

The enraged Wang Long dived into battle, while still having the protection of his ring treasures he didn't feel any fear. A battle between four nascent soul masters ensued, while the three were busy trying to connect with their attacks on Zhang Dong the others weren't doing so well.

With two nascent soul masters now missing, the flying cannon fortress had an easier time piercing through the defenses. Soon all of the flying ships from the Soaring Dragon Sect were up in flames. The explosions that the falling flying vessels produced river bedded through the lands and caused even more craters to appear on the surface.

The three versus one soon turned into a two against one and then back to a one on one as Zhang Dong was able to dispatch the nascent soul masters. His new cultivation was clearly giving him enough power to outpace experienced late stage cultivators without much problem.

Wang Long soon found himself suffering his first real blow as Zhang Dong's fist connected with his nose and sent him flying into the distance. A fountain of blood followed soon after as the young master's nose was shattered.

”Young master, I'm coming!”

Elder Tong finally managed to break himself free of his fight and was able to catch Wang Long that was smacked away by Zhang Dong's fist.

”Surrender now!”

Zhang Dong shouted out while looking at Elder Tong. While killing them would be easy, having a political prisoner in the shape of Tong and Wang Long would be much better. It would give them some time to come up with a battle plan, otherwise, the Soaring Dragon Sect would just bȧrė their fangs on them instantly.

”My face… the fuċker broke my nose…”

”Surrender? You dare go against the Soaring Dragon Sect?”

Tong called out while also being enraged but after looking around he realized that they were losing. Some of their nascent soul elders had already suffered defeat and all of their flying ships were down on the ground and burning up.

”Young Master, think we will have to surrender, for now, they will not be brazen enough to hurt you, I'm sure the Patriarch will come to rescue us.”

Tong turned to Wang Long who was right next to him and placed his hand on the young man's shoulder. Soon their eyes met and he could see the madness and rage in the young master's eyes.

”Surrender?... I have a better idea…”

Before he could react he felt something sharp being pushed through his body. When looking down he could see Wang Long holding a dark dagger that was going right through his heart.

”Young m-master, w-why…”