Chapter 271 - The Gathering of the Powerful (2/2)

Xiao Chen took a heavy step forward and filled the entire cave with a thick murderous aura. He pointed to them and said solemnly, “Hand over the Hearts of Illusory Moon!”

Eight Scarcities Ghost clenched his teeth and tossed his Illusory Moon Pouch to Xiao Chen. Nine-patterned Dragon and Double-tailed Crane also followed suit.

Xiao Chen caught the pouches and examined them with his Divine Sense. There were more than two thousand Hearts of Illusory Moon inside. He said solemnly, “I warn you not to provoke me anymore. I don’t care if you’re the Fallen Immortals Sect or the Gate of Fallen Immortals. I’ll send you all to the Hell’s gates otherwise!”

He flicked his sleeves and walked out of the cave, where he handed Yu Yifeng the pouches.

“Let’s go. We can’t stay here. The rest will return at any time,” Mu Shaoai said.

Even though they were on their last day, there was still time before the deadline. If their jade notes were crushed and they were teleported outside the forest, they would still be eliminated. The team immediately departed. When they walked about twenty miles away, a monster that resembled a wild boar appeared. It looked vicious with its sharp tusks. It stared fixedly at Zhiluan as it growled.

Zhiluan jumped in fright. He pointed to the monster. “Hurry up, kid! Hurry up and help me chase it away!” His fear of the monster was apparent.

Xiao Chen cut the monster with two blades made of Qi in silence and created bloodshed following two swooshing sounds. Zhiluan laughed heartily as he ran over to the corpse. He was no longer afraid when he spotted several similar monsters around. He placed his paws on his waist and guffawed. “That’s for bullying me in the past! Kid, hurry up and kill all of them for me!”

With strange-sounding screeches, the wild boars lifted their hooves and swiftly escaped. Zhiluan was left laughing like a madman. Suddenly, a purple light flew toward him, scaring him so much that his neck shrank. The purple light brushed past his head, nearly slashing the Lingzhi plant growing on top.

“Meow! Who? Who dares to ambush the great one?”

The purple light wasn’t aimed at him, but Xiao Chen who stood behind him. Xiao Chen immediately raised his sword to block the attack. His limbs instantly felt heavy and both his arms were numb. He tumbled backward before regaining firm footing.

“Do you think you can just run after injuring my men?”

Just as a frigid voice resounded, a person materialized in front of them. The man had a red dot between his eyebrows. It was the First Brother of the ten members of the Fallen Immortals Sect, One-dot Red.

Having experienced this man’s strength yesterday, Yu Yifeng and the rest cautiously raised their swords. Xiao Chen said coldly, “You came right on time!”

His Unsullied Sword sprang forth, turned into a blade of white light, and flew toward One-dot Red. One-dot Red pressed his fingertips together and followed suit with a blade of purple light transformed from his Purple Ying Sword. With loud clanging noise, the swords interweaved in midair while basked in a blinding halo. Both refused to give in.

Qingluan and Ziyun’er exchanged glances before jumping into action and attacking One-dot Red from both sides. One-dot Red scoffed and freed one hand to nonchalantly cast a seal. Instantly, two golden rays of light materialized and slammed into the girls. Following loud collision sounds, they were both sent flying while spitting out blood.

“Stay put if you don’t want to die!” One-dot Red said coldly. It was evident from his words that he thought Xiao Chen was the only worthy opponent here.

“Meow!” Zhiluan unfolded his wings and hid behind Luo Shangyan and Li Muxue as Sword Qi dashed back and forth inside the forest. Right then, six human silhouettes appeared out of the blue. They were the six other members of the Fallen Immortals Sect.

Traceless for Ten Miles’ gaze landed on Yu Yifeng after a quick scan of his surroundings. His sect members also moved to crowd Xiao Chen’s team, who instantly knew they were in trouble. While they weren’t weak, the truly capable fighter among them was Yu Yifeng alone.

Xiao Chen’s brows furrowed as he dealt with One-dot Red’s persistent attacks. His opponent kept him busy, preventing him from helping his friends. Suddenly, a piercing cold slowly crept into the forest until it enveloped the entire area.

No one noticed when a young woman in red appeared on top of a large tree hundreds of feet away. Her hair was decorated with a red-colored accessory and a red flower imprint sat between her eyebrows. Her clothes billowed in the wind. Her face was as cold as ice as if she was trying to freeze the air around her.

One-dot Red narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, “Heartless Fairy, you’re an ally of our Fallen Immortals Sect. Don’t tell me you’re here to cause trouble for us.”

Hearing the familiar name prompted Xiao Chen to sweep the area behind him with his Divine Sense. He found a young woman with her clothes fluttering in the air atop a tree. Who could it be if not Huangfu Xin’er?

“You can try,” Huangfu Xin’er said. Her lips barely moved but her ice-cold voice still reached their ears.

Sneering, One-dot Red took a heavy step backward. “Since that’s the case, please show yourself too, Fairy Xiaoyue.”

A human silhouette moved, materializing into a young woman in cyan bearing a horsetail whisk sword. She stood hundreds of feet away with her clothing fluttering in the wind. Compared to Huangfu Xin’er’s coldness, she appeared tranquil and otherworldly. She was none other than Xiaoyue of Thousand Feathers Sect.

Xiaoyue smiled. “Why don’t you show yourself as well, Brother Zuoqiu?”

The moment she spoke, a bellow erupted in the distance. “Where is Xiao Chen?!” Then, a man emanating a suffocating murderous aura flew and landed in front of them.

He was, naturally, Zuoqiu Yang. When he saw Xiao Chen, he thrust an earth-shattering palm at him without another word. Xiao Chen immediately raised his palm to block the attack. The sound of the collision pierced the air. Xiao Chen tumbled backward as he felt half of his body go numb. Their combined forces turned the plants around them into a puff of fine powder.

Xiao Chen’s heart sank. Zuoqiu Yang had become many times stronger than when he was in Canglan City.