Chapter 207 Decisive Battle in Canglan City Part 4 (2/2)

The cultivators outside cried in alarm as they watched Xiao Chen summon the golden spiritual dragon and even control it with ease.

The independent cultivator's pupils flashed with an ominous glint. Out of the blue, he ambushed Xiao Chen from the side. Xiao Chen, who was on guard against him all along, struck him with the combination of psychokinesis and Dragon Roar Palm again. A golden illusory dragon immediately slashed him.

The independent cultivator yelped, knowing that he was in trouble. He wouldn't be injured even if he allowed this illusory dragon to wind around him, but he would be disgraced. He hastily retreated and got out of the dragon's offensive range.

Upon seeing this, the ten or so Core Forming Realm cultivators in the garden took out their magic treasures and flying swords and attacked Xiao Chen at the same time. Scoffing, Xiao Chen pulled out his Unsullied Sword. While controlling his flying sword to block the magic treasures and Immortal's Swords attacking him, he charged at the independent cultivator.

This frightened the independent cultivator. Was the kid targeting him? He hastily used his magical power and supreme arts to aim a large golden palm print at Xiao Chen.

A large explosion resounded as dust scattered in the air. Many buildings and halls nearby were caught in the explosion and subsequently collapsed.

Xiao Chen unleashed his Immortal-override Steps and moved as eerily as a ghost, preventing his attackers from guessing his next step. Strong as the independent cultivator's golden palm print was, it couldn't even touch the corner of Xiao Chen's sleeve.

The battlefield was becoming increasingly dire. Every now and then, a large golden palm print would materialize in midair and a white radiance on the ground would flee. The onlooking cultivators no longer knew what they were looking at, but they continued to exclaim in surprise.

The independent cultivator from the Northern Wilderness was lamenting about his hardship on the inside. The kid was truly targeting him. Instead of striking weaker opponents, Xiao Chen kept attacking him. He repeatedly turned Xiao Chen's words earlier over in his mind. Xiao Chen had promised to drag people to hell with him if he were to die. Was this kid planning to die with him?

”He's mad! He's absolutely mad!”

He deeply regretted his decision to show up so soon on the battlefield. The oldies who refused to step out of the dark even now must be waiting for the kid to die with him and then come out to claim the profit.

Thinking of this, he decided to throw all caution to the wind. He hastily cast a spell, turned into a meteorite bolt of lightning, and disappeared into the distance.

The cultivators outside cried in shock. They didn't expect a quasi-Nascent Soul Realm expert to be forced into making his escape.

Xiao Chen had also come to a stop, panting hard. That was quite enough. He must not pressure that old man too much. If he cornered the old man until he went mad, he might really have to perish here.

He turned around and saw that the group of ten or so Core Forming Realm cultivators as well as Zuoqiu family's disciples had caught up to him. A cold glint flashed in his eyes and the Unsullied Immortal's Sword in the air turned into a rain of innumerable sword radiance. Cries of pain rang out without an end. Instantly, bloody Qi shrouded the entire Zuoqiu Manor.

Right then, tens of Zuoqiu family's disciples emerged from the horizon and saw Xiao Chen becoming a murderous devil—going berserk with his techniques and killing everyone he saw. One of them went to the independent cultivator who was busy using his powers to ease his breathing and said, ”Senior! Please stop him immediately!”

It wasn't easy for the independent cultivator to shake off that lunatic. He had already made up his mind to strike only after the old fools showed themselves. He replied, ”I'm low on energy after running 500 kilometers…”

Another disciple immediately handed him a small jade bottle without waiting for him to finish his sentence. ”These are the Energy Pills that Elder Que refined.”

The independent cultivator's eyes gleamed. Without another word, he took the jade bottle. He poured out one pill, threw it into his mouth, and put the bottle into his sack.

The jade bottle contained tens of Energy Pills. Zuoqiu Que's order had been to give every cultivator three pills, but the disciple thought he shouldn't protest when the situation had come to this. He hastily saluted the independent cultivator and said, ”The Elders are about to succeed. Please stop that person immediately.”

The independent cultivator from the Northern Wilderness raised his hand. ”Calm down. We can talk after I ingest this pill.”

Suddenly, a silhouette flitted across his side and said icily, ”Humph! Just stay here and slowly take in the pill, senior. I'm going ahead!” The disdain was obvious in his tone.