Chapter 179: Might of the Golden Bell (2/2)

“Hahahaha!” The general cackled. “Destroy Cloudwater Township if you dare, Yuchi Hanxing!”

Whoosh!

His body hurtled toward Lu Yun in a reckless charge.

“Uoooh!” The nearby bloodcorpse shrieked, intercepting its master’s assailant.

“Out of my way!” Feng Wujiang howled. The image of a Tempest Bird appeared behind him, sending the bloodcorpse flying with a single wingbeat.

Hummm...

Man and image overlapped, pouncing down in a deadly swoop upon the youth in the middle of the town.

Although the Great Tempest Formation had been destroyed by the Black Tortoise image, the fowl’s residual strength still remained in Feng Wujiang. Despite being sealed, the general had a third of the formation’s power behind him. An arcane immortal bloodcorpse was no match for that.

“Ah!” Yuchi Hanxing’s pretty eyes widened. “No wonder he lost so easily. He’s been biding his time and had reserved part of the formation’s energy for himself!”

She hadn’t actually taken any lives in the attack just now, opting to merely immobilize the enemy’s soldiers. If she’d dared slaughter friendly forces, the Nephrite court would be the first to press charges.

Feng Wujiang knew her hands were tied and had been able to hold back a part of the formation’s energy because of it. His objective wasn't to defeat the Heavenly Formation, but to kill Lu Yun! So what if the Great Tempest Formation had lost? He would still be the final winner as long as the governor died!

“Die!” Yuchi Hanxing brandished her lance, deploying the Dusk Phalanx once more and sending the Great Tortoise image hurtling down with Feng Wujiang. At peak aura, the formation’s momentum sent the town trembling. Cracks and fissures appeared in the ground around Cloudwater.

“Back, ” Lu Yun called out quietly as he stood his ground. “Don’t destroy Cloudwater Township.”

His words were slow and measured, but he managed to deliver all of them before Feng Wujiang’s arrival. There was a note of resolution in them that could not be questioned.

Yuchi Hanxing saw the light in her governor’s eyes and bid the Heavenly Formation grind to a halt.

Boom!

The gigantic shadow of a tower emerged from Lu Yun’s body as an endless barrage of bladed intent flared up to the sky. He held a miniature tower, about a meter tall, in his palm. The Sugato Sword.

“The ancient lord’s sword tower is mine now!” Feng Wujiang boomed, releasing all of the energy inside him at once. The shadow of the Sugato Sword crumbled under the intensity of his martial might, since Lu Yun couldn’t make full use of the treasure just yet.

“Battle formations of the immortal world are indeed something to be reckoned with!” Blood trickled out of Lu Yun’s mouth. He squinted, raising his eyes toward the pouncing Feng Wujiang. “But right now, you’re all alone! Open up!” A weighty rumble signified the opening of a black gate behind him.

Clang...

The sound of a ringing bell echoed between heaven and earth.

Only a couple meters from him, Feng Wujiang shuddered horribly. The ghostly Tempest Bird over his body disintegrated in the next instant, and blood streamed from his orifices.

The Arcane Golden Bell!