135: Chapter 135 Slaying the Enemy

"Kill him! Don't let him get away!"

Several Foundation Establishment Cultivators were pursuing a youth in a black robe.

"Want to kill me? No way! At worst, we all die together!" the black-robed youth shouted angrily.

He was covered in wounds all over, and one of his sleeves along with his arm was gone from the shoulder down.

As he sprinted away, he threw several Talismans behind him.

"Mere Tier 2 Low Grade Talismans—did you really think they could hurt us?" a burly man in the back mocked.

"Don't be careless. This kid has used Talisman Treasures more than once. Even if the previous Talisman Treasure was ruined, it doesn't mean he doesn't have a second one," a Foundation Establishment Cultivator beside him reminded.

"Hmph, so what if he has a Talisman Treasure? Don't we have Talisman Treasures too? Besides, his companions are all dead and he's the only one left. Even if he has a Talisman Treasure, it won't save his life," the burly man spat, speaking disdainfully.

The group pursued the black-robed youth for hundreds of miles like this. During this time, Tier 2 Monster Beasts also launched sneak attacks on them, though most of these Monster Beasts were only Tier 2 Low Grade.

Not far away, Chen Changqing and Li Taixuan watched the two parties getting closer and closer to them, their expressions turning somewhat unsightly. Whatever they feared truly came to pass.

Bang!

Another explosion sounded out.

The two looked over; it came from another direction.

This disturbance also drew the attention of the Cultivators from before.

"What happened?" the burly man asked in confusion.

"I don't know," the others were equally puzzled.

Seizing this opportunity, the black-robed youth activated an Escape Talisman, instantly fleeing a hundred zhang away before continuing his flight.

"After him, don't let him escape!" The people behind were startled and hastily shouted.

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"Maternal Grandfather, hold onto this Talisman. Let's hide first." Chen Changqing pulled out a black Talisman—it was a Concealment Talisman.

Li Taixuan glanced at it; it was a Tier 2 High Grade Concealment Talisman, capable of completely masking the Qi of a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator. With this Talisman, once they concealed their Qi, even Purple Mansion Cultivators might not discover them without careful investigation.

The two immediately activated their Concealment Talismans and found a place to hide.

The distant battle continued to draw nearer, and much faster than before; clearly, someone had used some High Grade escape technique.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Sounds of breaking air echoed from nearby, arriving in the blink of an eye at the place where the two had previously stayed.

"Die for me!" Holding a battleaxe, the burly man stood suspended in midair and chopped towards the black-robed youth's neck.

Seeing this, the black-robed youth raised his hand, sending a Flying Sword shooting out to block right in front of him.

Clang!

The violent collision set off a wave of air, pushing both of them back dozens of zhang.

Several other Foundation Establishment Cultivators caught up as well, following closely behind and attacking one after another.

No matter how strong the black-robed youth was or how many trump cards he possessed, two fists could not match four hands. He was instantly suppressed by the group. Seeing his situation grow increasingly precarious, the youth took out a golden Talisman from his Storage Pouch.

"Gengjin Subduing Demon Sword," the black-robed youth recited.

The Talisman Treasure was activated, and a golden light flared, forming a giant sword over a hundred zhang long.

"Oh no, dodge!" someone shouted hurriedly.

Sizzle!

The giant sword slashed down. Even though the burly man closest to it used all his defensive means, he was split in two in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

A powerful wave of air swept out, knocking everyone back and bending numerous trees under its pressure.

Chen Changqing and Li Taixuan watched from the side; because they weren't far away, they were also affected.

As the Concealment Talismans faded away, their figures appeared not far off. The black-robed youth and the others looked over, all showing expressions of surprise.

They had actually never expected anyone to be watching them here, having failed to notice them at all earlier.

A Concealment Talisman?

Seeing this, the black-robed youth recognized the two nearly shattered black Talismans.

"Fellow Daoists, how about we team up? I believe you know these people's purpose. They belong to a group of Cultivators from the Anti-Immortal Alliance or something. The Anti-Immortal Alliance came here specifically to eliminate us, thereby reducing the number of Cultivators the Yuxu Sect can dispatch next.

Earlier, over fifty of our Foundation Establishment Cultivators were killed by them. As for the small remaining portion of Cultivators, who knows how many more have been slain."

Chen Changqing remained silent, and Li Taixuan didn't speak either.

The black-robed youth grew anxious and continued urging, "If I die, it'll be your turn! You can choose not to fight, but the enemy has more than just these Foundation Establishment Cultivators. They even brought a Purple Mansion Master, who is waiting just outside the valley!"

Chen Changqing still remained silent, but Li Taixuan's expression changed slightly this time. A Purple Mansion Master?

What did this mean? The Anti-Immortal Alliance sent a Purple Mansion Master here just to surround and eliminate us Foundation Establishment Cultivators? Weren't they afraid of the Yuxu Sect taking action? Or could these people have been secretly dispatched by the Yuxu Sect in the first place?

"Haha! Stop talking nonsense! You two Fellow Daoists look unfamiliar, but please don't listen to this villain's wild claims. He killed our companions, so naturally we must avenge them. It's a pity that even at this point, you can still fabricate such lies. I wonder if you are ignorant or simply clutching at straws in desperation?" a Foundation Establishment Cultivator opposite them mocked.

"If that's the case, then please continue, Fellow Daoists. The two of us will take our leave," Chen Changqing said, turning as if to depart.

The black-robed youth glared at the two of them. How foolish! If I die, you two will definitely die as well.

Meanwhile, the Foundation Establishment Cultivators opposite them wore mocking sneers, as if watching something hilarious.

Just as they were about to surround and attack the black-robed youth, both sides suddenly stared at one direction in dumbfounded shock.

Chen Changqing struck! Seventy-two streaks of Azure Thunder erupted, arriving before those people in the blink of an eye.

Boom! Rumble!

In an instant, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator was completely wiped out.

"You!" those people shouted sternly.

"Since you've made up your mind, Fellow Daoist, don't blame us for being ruthless!" one grey-robed old man sneered and cursed.

"Heh! It's not like you all intended to let us go either, did you?" Chen Changqing smiled faintly.

Seeing this, the black-robed youth's face lit up with joy. Fortunately, these two weren't stupid; they knew the opposing group harbored malicious intent. To think he had believed them to be hopelessly foolish just now.

Thinking back now, he must have deliberately drawn out a flaw from those people just to find an opportunity to obliterate one of them.

Chen Changqing and Li Taixuan joined the magical combat, and in the blink of an eye, this place turned into a battlefield of seven Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

From time to time, one or two Tier 2 Monster Beasts rushed over from afar, joining the fray and making the battlefield even more chaotic.

Chen Changqing's trio fought fiercely with the opposing group of Cultivators for a quarter of an hour.

Chen Changqing pointed a finger again, and seventy-two streaks of Azure Thunder erupted once more, obliterating an eighth-layer Foundation Establishment Cultivator along with a Tier 2 Low Grade Monster Beast along its path.

With Chen Changqing taking action, the tide of battle reversed quickly. After struggling for less than half an incense stick's time, those five Foundation Establishment Cultivators were slain right there by Chen Changqing's group, along with several Tier 2 Monster Beasts.

"Thank you two Fellow Daoists for saving my life. May I ask who you are?" The black-robed youth cupped his hands in greeting.

"Chen Changqing."

"Li Taixuan."