309: Cut the Yellow Spring Road apart with one sword

“It’s you.”

Cold Cuifeng’s expression was complex; he hadn’t expected to meet him here again.

This culprit who caused him to be scolded and punished, this… annoying fellow who was suspected of being a member of Patrol Division Zero Team.

The woman with arms like white lotus roots also had a complex expression.

Whoosh!

A spiraling blood arrow whistled through the air, instantly covering a thousand meters and arriving before Jiang Yuan.

“Clang!”

A crisp sound.

The blood arrow was blocked by an invisible mental barrier, shattering inch by inch from its tip, and the terrifying wind pressure it carried was like hitting an iron wall, scattering and kicking up dust everywhere.

“What?!”

The archer, holding a Blood Moon Great Bow and with a mask covering half her face, widened her eyes, unable to believe her attack was blocked so easily.

The Void Devour beast that had swallowed Zheng Huangtong exploded in its abdomen, and a green beam of light flew out from it.

Zheng Huangtong’s hair was plastered to her temples, her beautiful face a little pale. She looked down at the ground, saw Jiang Yuan, and immediately brightened.

“You’re here?”

“Just arrived. Need help?”

Jiang Yuan asked with a smile, looking up at the sky.

“Don’t mind me. Go into the abyss with them first to heal Xiao Qing…”

Zheng Huangtong’s words were cut short by Cao Mo’s incoming attack.

He stood high in the sky, and every blow he unleashed downwards formed a massive air cannon. Zheng Huangtong could only dodge for a moment.

“Today is the day the story of the Judgment Princess ends,” Su Jia said with a light laugh, opening her mouth slightly to release a skill.

“Ah ah ah ah~”

[Soul Suppressing Elegy]

Sound waves vibrated the air at a terrifying frequency, engulfing a large area where Zheng Huangtong was, causing her Soul to tremble and putting her into a silent state where she couldn’t use skills.

“Falling Star. Azure Dragon Strike!”

Cao Mo seized the opportunity. His figure, wreathed in black-green Qi flames, plummeted from an extreme height, transforming into a roaring, bellowing hundred-meter Dragon. As it moved at high speed, it frictioned with the air, sending sparks flying.

Zheng Huangtong gritted her teeth, her body constantly sinking under the oppressive Qi pressure of this attack.

Damn it! I was careless!

If it were just Ye Qingtian and Su Jia, it would be manageable, but she hadn’t expected this Cao Mo to also be roped in by them. This guy’s close-range attacks were really her archer’s bane.

If she were hit by this attack, she might directly lose her combat ability!

Damn it!!

“It seems you’re the one who needs more help.”

A familiar and calm voice sounded beside her.

Zheng Huangtong was astonished to see Jiang Yuan appear beside her, his figure like a spear, black clothes fluttering, and the Demon Blade - Futsu-no-Mitama at his waist humming.

“You, how did…”

No answer.

Cao Mo’s attack had already arrived.

Jiang Yuan clenched his fist with one hand, Martial Dao Pressure blessing it, and golden Qi and blood coiling around, making his right fist almost a golden, glazed color, emitting a dazzling light.

He punched towards the sky.

And collided with Cao Mo’s attack.

Two thick, condensed shockwaves collided first.

The world fell silent.

Then—

“Boom!”

The shockwaves spread in a ring, and the area within a thousand meters shattered like glass.

Terrifying Qi pressure swept through, instantly forming four tornadoes!

Many people on the ground were directly blown away, their expressions terrified.

Su Jia was also forced back several hundred meters. When she looked again, she was astonished to find Cao Mo, frowning, clutching his right arm. His right arm was twisted and deformed, slowly dripping blood.

“What?!”

Su Jia was greatly shocked, and couldn’t help but cover her mouth.

A Ninth-Order Grand Master with a top-tier physique, over ten thousand points of strength, the successor of the Starry Martial Arts Hall, and master of top-tier Martial Skill Profound Truths.

He actually!

He was actually at a disadvantage in close combat?!

“Are you very surprised?”

The young man’s voice sounded in her ear.

Su Jia trembled all over in fright, her hairs standing on end.

When?!

She wanted to escape, but instinct told her.

She would die!

“Turn around,” the young man commanded.

Su Jia stiffly turned her head.

A hand rapidly enlarged in her pupils, grasping her alluring, fox-like face.

Several chains, extending from the Void Realm and carrying the Yellow Springs’ cold Yin Qi, bound Su Jia’s slender limbs, sealing her spirit.

Seeing this scene.

Looking at the black-clad young man whose aura was unfathomable.

Cao Mo’s pupils contracted, and he suddenly remembered.

“You are… Jiang Yuan! The guy who caused a ruckus at the Zhao family ancestral home!”

Su Jia’s heart also trembled.

It’s him?!

“I’m already so famous, huh? That saves a lot of self-introductions.”

Jiang Yuan said with a smile.

“Since you know me, yet still dare to ambush my friend, you’ve got quite some guts.”

Upon hearing this, Zheng Huangtong couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy, her heart leaping!

He said he considers me a friend!

Yay!!!

But Cao Mo and Su Jia were greatly shocked.

Cao Mo said in a deep voice, “We genuinely didn’t know about this, and today isn’t an ambush, merely a suppression. We wanted the Bow Phoenix Guild to retreat in the face of difficulty. Ambushing Miss Zheng would only bring us trouble.”

“Is that so? Do you want to look below?”

Jiang Yuan said.

Cao Mo looked down, and seeing the chaos of the battle on the ground, he was also very surprised.

“How could this be… Young Master Ye didn’t say that.”

At this moment, Ye Qingtian was close to madness, his eyes filled with blood red, and strange yellow smoke emanating from his body.

“What are you waiting for? Su Jia, Cao Mo, seize Zheng Huangtong for me! I want to properly ‘cherish’ her!”

“Hurry! Do you want to defy me?!”

“Forget it! You two pieces of trash! I’ll do it myself.”

“Blood River Chariot, crush them for me!!”

As Ye Qingtian spat a mouthful of heart’s blood onto the Blood River Chariot, the Yin soldiers’ eyes immediately lit up, blood-red light like a crimson sun. The sky grew dim, a fierce Yin wind raged, and wherever the Yin Qi passed, all things withered and rotted.

Zheng Huangtong poured a high-grade recovery potion into her mouth, barely raising the silver rifle in her hand. Energy gathered; she wanted to use Judgment once more, but her speed was significantly slower.

“Let me do it.”

Jiang Yuan casually threw Su Jia away, drew the Demon Blade - Futsu-no-Mitama from his waist, its tip pointing to the sky. Innumerable wailing specters and remnant Souls rushed out, coiling around the blade tip and soaring skyward, like a drop of ink spreading on water, transforming the ground where the young man stood into a blood sea of demons.

Under the astonished and shocked gazes of Zheng Huangtong, Cao Mo, and Su Jia.

The young man’s tone was calm and composed, speaking only two words.

“Void Devour.”

He slashed down with the blade, but no blade light was seen.

A hundred-meter-long Void Realm rift appeared in the sky.

Yin soldiers annihilated, Yama dissolved.

One slash scattered the Yellow Springs Road.