359: Chapter 359 Robbing Spirit Stones

Before his voice could even fade, he ignored the sharp pain from the longsword in his chest and abruptly raised his uninjured right hand. His fingers curled into a claw, carrying a sharp Spiritual Qi as he gripped Hu Nan's wrist tightly. His strength was so immense it nearly crushed Hu Nan's wrist, and the Spiritual Qi in his hand surged into Hu Nan's body, seemingly intending to first restrain his movements.

At the same time, his body began to expand rapidly. His originally handsome face twisted and deformed due to the violent Spiritual Qi within him, and the aura around him became increasingly chaotic, even carrying a dangerous ripple of self-detonation.

He had already made up his mind. Since his identity was exposed, he was heavily injured, and he could not escape, he would detonate himself to perish together with Hu Nan, letting Hu Nan turn into ashes alongside him.

The longsword remained embedded in his chest, and bright red blood gushed out, staining his green Daoist robe. Yet, he was completely oblivious to it, his eyes filled only with the ruthlessness of mutual destruction. His body expanded faster and faster, and the surrounding air trembled slightly from the agitation of this violent aura, even causing the withered grass on the barren slope to fly everywhere in the air currents.

However, what Senior Brother Wu Yong never expected was that Hu Nan, whose wrist he was gripping so tightly, did not have the slightest hint of panic or fear in his eyes. He didn't even struggle in the least, his expression remaining cold and indifferent as if the one being grabbed wasn't himself.

"Why aren't you struggling?" Senior Brother Wu Yong looked at him with some confusion.

Before Senior Brother Wu Yong could react, Hu Nan's hand tapped directly onto Senior Brother Wu Yong's chest.

"Buzz—" With a faint, soft sound, a golden spiritual light instantly seeped into Senior Brother Wu Yong's body, sweeping through his entire being like a tide.

In the next second, a bizarre scene occurred: the violent and chaotic aura around Senior Brother Wu Yong vanished without a trace, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over it. His originally rapidly expanding body also contracted at a visible rate, and his distorted face gradually returned to calm, though his complexion became paler and paler, completely devoid of blood.

"This... this is impossible?!" Senior Brother Wu Yong's whole body shook, the ruthlessness in his eyes instantly replaced by extreme shock. He looked down at his chest in disbelief, then looked up at Hu Nan, his voice trembling and dazed.

"You... how could you possibly stop my self-detonation? This is impossible! And... my blood and Qi, my Spiritual Qi... why are they draining so fast?!"

He could clearly feel that the Spiritual Qi inside him was no longer violent, and the thought of self-detonation was like a snuffed-out flame, completely gone. Yet at the same time, his blood, Qi, and Spiritual Qi were leaking out frantically, constantly draining through the wound in his chest. Even his Divine Soul felt a wave of weakness, as if it would completely dissipate in the next second.

He tried his best to gather his Spiritual Qi, only to find that the Spiritual Qi within him was like a runaway horse, completely out of control. He could only watch helplessly as his power dissipated bit by bit.

Qin Changsheng's expression was calm and rippleless, his gaze indifferently sweeping over the increasingly weak Senior Brother Wu Yong on the ground, without explaining a single word.

He knew in his heart that all of this was the effect of the [Bleeding] Heavenly Dao trait.

This Bleeding Heavenly Dao Trait could not only forcibly suppress self-detonation but also trigger a continuous Bleeding effect, rapidly draining Senior Brother Wu Yong's blood, Qi, and Spiritual Qi, leaving him completely without the strength to resist.

Moreover, even if Senior Brother Wu Yong had succeeded in his self-detonation, it would have been impossible to harm Qin Changsheng, who already possessed a Low Grade Heaven-Grade defense inner armor.

Senior Brother Wu Yong collapsed on the ground, the longsword still impaled in his chest. Red blood mixed with Spiritual Qi flowed out continuously. He struggled to get up but was completely weak, only able to stare fixedly at Hu Nan, his eyes full of resentment and confusion.

The longsword in Hu Nan's hand, carrying sharp Sword Qi, stabbed forward like a flash of lightning, directly piercing Senior Brother Wu Yong's throat.

"Chichi—" The sound of the longsword piercing the throat was clearly audible. Blood instantly gushed out, staining Senior Brother Wu Yong's neck and the withered grass beneath him.

Senior Brother Wu Yong's eyes snapped wide, his pupils filled with endless hatred and resentment. He raised a trembling finger, pointing at Hu Nan, wanting to say something, but could only make a wheezing sound of leaking air, unable to utter a single word.

A moment later, Senior Brother Wu Yong's finger slowly dropped, his body went limp, and he collapsed completely to the ground, his breath gone.

Qin Changsheng walked to Senior Brother Wu Yong's corpse and let out a deep sigh.

If Senior Brother Wu Yong had been able to listen to his words back then, he wouldn't have become the target of Elder Qingxuan's Possession.

...

Outside the Zhenyao Pass, in a certain valley, Qin Changsheng and Hu Nan stood.

A thick but unobtrusive Demonic Qi lingered around both of them.

Both wore a Profound Iron Mask, upon which simple Demonic Patterns were carved.

The Demonic Qi on Qin Changsheng and Hu Nan was obtained through the Golden Trait Disguise.

He believed that with the Demonic Qi present, Gou Feng would definitely think it was done by the Yao Race.

At that time, Shen Guhong and many others from the Yao Race would suspect it was the work of the Grand Elder.

Qin Changsheng's gaze was fixed on the mandatory path outside the valley. He could clearly perceive that the auras of the Incarnation Liu Feng and Gou Feng were already close at hand.

Not long after, a crisp sound of horse hooves and the rolling of wheels slowly approached, breaking the silence around the valley.

A Spirit Horse Carriage, entirely black and engraved with Demonic Patterns, traveled slowly from the distant forest path. The carriage was pulled by four snow-white Spirit Steeds. The carriage body emitted faint ripples of Spiritual Qi, clearly a specialized spirit vehicle for transporting valuable items. That one hundred million Spirit Stones must be hidden inside the carriage.

Inside the Spirit Horse Carriage, Gou Feng sat, his expression slightly anxious. With his arms crossed, his gaze warily scanned the surroundings, occasionally peering out at the surrounding mountain forests.

Behind the Spirit Horse Carriage, Liu Feng was dressed in black martial attire, his posture straight and his gaze sharp as he scanned the surroundings. His aura was steady, maintaining a state of high alert at all times.

Around the Spirit Horse Carriage, more than ten Yao Race experts dressed in black followed. Each had a thick aura and a fierce expression, with dense Demonic Qi surrounding them. They were scattered on both sides and behind the carriage, forming a tight defense, warily observing the surroundings and guarding strictly, fearing any mishap with the Spirit Stones.

Qin Changsheng looked down at the slowly approaching Spirit Horse Carriage and the Yao Race team, a plan already formed in his heart.

He turned his head to look at Hu Nan beside him and lowered his voice: "When we start, you go and tie up Gou Feng and Liu Feng. Make sure they don't stop me. I'll go into the carriage to seize the Spirit Stones."

After a pause, he added: "When you strike, intentionally reveal your Demonic Qi. No need to hide it. Let them be certain we are the Grand Elder's people. Only then will Gou Feng report truthfully to Shen Guhong when he returns."

Hu Nan nodded slightly and stood up from the shadows of the mountain forest. The originally subtle Demonic Qi around him was no longer concealed, erupting like a tide, thick and violent, sweeping toward the Yao Race team below.

"Move!" Qin Changsheng shouted lowly and waved his hand. Dense Spiritual Qi gathered at his fingertips, and a huge bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket, accompanied by ear-piercing thunder, flew rapidly from his hand. Carrying a sharp momentum like a silver Dragon, it charged toward the ten-plus Yao Race experts below. Its Speed was like a flash of lightning, giving the opponents no time to react.

Seeing this, Liu Feng's eyes flashed with "panic." He took the opportunity to move closer to Gou Feng, seemingly wanting to protect Gou Feng and the Spirit Stones, but in reality, he was secretly coordinating with Qin Changsheng's actions, intentionally slowing down his counterattack.

Gou Feng was even more frightened, his whole body trembling. He hurriedly stood up from the carriage, looking around in a panic, trying to find the trace of the attackers.

The ten-plus Yao Race experts below had just sensed the violent Demonic Qi and sharp Spiritual Qi from above. When they looked up, the lightning was already right before their eyes. The vigilance in their eyes was instantly replaced by extreme shock and fear. They wanted to gather Spiritual Qi to resist or scatter to escape, but it was already too late.

The thunder and lightning, with a world-destroying momentum, crashed down among the Yao Race experts without any mercy.

"Boom—" With a loud crash, the lightning exploded. A blinding white light instantly enveloped the entire valley entrance, and a violent airwave swept in all directions, blowing away the surrounding withered grass and rubble.

Before the screams could even sound, they were completely drowned out by the thunder. The ten-plus Yao Race experts had no time to put up any resistance before they were all struck by the lightning. Their bodies instantly turned charred black, the Spiritual Qi inside them dissipated, and their breath vanished. One by one, they fell straight to the ground, dying on the spot without a single trace of struggle.

When Gou Feng saw the ten-plus Yao Race experts killed instantly by the lightning, all falling to the ground without a single survivor, his face changed drastically.

"Who... who is it?!" Gou Feng suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted sharply toward the mountain forest.