chsdbacks Chapter 309 Rakshasa Woman, Seven Fiends of Tianchi
Chapter 309 Rakshasa Woman, Seven Fiends of Tianchi
Chapter 309 Rakshasa Woman, Seven Fiends of Tianchi
The girl in the pale yellow dress walked forward with her hand on her sword, but she didn't rush to reveal anything. She simply walked into the ceremonial procession and announced the operation.
Then, as if he had vanished, he could no longer be seen in the procession.
Having already formed some suspicions about this person, Li Xijun, flanked by Mu Wanqiu and Mu Qingyi, walked calmly into the magnificent procession sent by the Empress.
When Li Xijun stepped calmly into the prestigious imperial carriage that symbolized supreme authority, the entire procession seemed to come alive instantly, as if infused with a soul.
"Welcome back to the Eastern Palace, Your Highness!"
The high-pitched announcement of the eunuch pierced the stifling air of the capital, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples.
The procession began, with banners waving and canopies like clouds, proceeding along the planned route towards the palace.
At this moment, countless gazes were cast upon him from every corner of the capital.
Spies from all sides, informants from martial arts sects, and even ordinary people were all captivated by this sudden yet seemingly inevitable event.
The news spread like wildfire throughout the capital and even to more distant prefectures and counties.
That prince, Star Lord Li Xijun, has made a move!
The procession marched through streets and alleys, finally stepping onto that wide, straight road, a symbol of royal majesty.
The Imperial Street leads directly to the main gate of the palace.
However, the moment you step onto the Imperial Street, a chilling silence washes over you.
This usually bustling and noisy central axis of Beijing is now eerily empty.
The shops on both sides had their doors and windows tightly closed, and there was not a single person on the street. Only the night wind blew the hanging lanterns, casting swaying and dazed shadows on the ground, adding to the eeriness.
About a hundred feet ahead of the Imperial Street, four figures stood like rocks blocking the middle of the road.
He held a long sword in his arms, his eyes were lonely, and he was Gui Hai.
One person possesses a gentle temperament and profound gaze, making him a figure of great renown.
A handsome man dressed in men's clothing, gently waving a folding fan, appeared; it was Shangguan Duoduo.
The imposing, silent, and menacing figure was Cheng Jun.
All four adopted sons and daughters of the Red-Blooded God Marquis Mo are here!
They simply stood there, and the four powerful auras of the Dharma Aspect Realm intertwined and merged, forming an invisible yet indestructible wall that forcefully choked the throat of the entire Imperial Street. The magnificent royal procession seemed somewhat superficial and fragile in front of them.
The ceremonial procession was forced to stop.
Having served as the head of the family for many years, Mu Qingyi, exuding an extraordinary aura, stepped forward from the crowd. Her phoenix eyes, filled with authority, swept over the four people, her voice cold yet brimming with anger:
"The Crimson-Blooded Marquis's mansion has quite the grand display! How dare they obstruct the prince's imperial procession and openly defy the imperial law? Are you plotting a rebellion?!"
Shangguan Duoduo snapped her folding fan shut with a "whoosh," lightly tapped it in her palm, and wore a smile that seemed helpless but was actually arrogant:
"Master Mu, you are mistaken. Treason? Our Divine Marquis's Mansion cannot afford to wear that label."
She abruptly changed the subject, her tone becoming sharp:
"But in this world, the virtuous rule and the powerful hold power."
"My adoptive father, the valiant Marquis, fought for the country, rendered meritorious service, and was renowned throughout the land. He was also a model for the imperial family, and the people of the land were devoted to him!"
"How can they be compared to those petty scoundrels of dubious origin who try to seize power based solely on a few bloodlines?"
"Hmph, flattery and sycophancy!" A cold glint flashed in Mu Qingyi's eyes, and she said no more.
A powerful spiritual force spread out like mercury, instantly sweeping across several miles around, and my heart sank.
Apart from the four people in front of him, he could not sense the aura of any other experts from the Divine Marquis's Mansion, not even the patrolling soldiers from the Five Cities Garrison.
"Don't bother, Mu Qingyi."
Shangguan Duoduo seemed to see through her probing, and chuckled, "Since Godfather has already taken action, his plan is naturally flawless. This area will not be disturbed by anyone who shouldn't be here for the next quarter of an hour."
"In that case, I will first clear away these dogs blocking His Highness's path!"
Mu Qingyi knew that delaying would be pointless, and the only option was to act quickly.
She let out a sharp cry, and her aura exploded, revealing her cultivation level as the peak of the fifth level of the Outer Realm.
A chilling killing intent emanated from him, and behind him, a figure wielding a sharp blade, with holy flames atop his head, faintly appeared.
A blurry image of a Rakshasa!
The air temperature dropped sharply, and even a light frost formed on the ground.
"The Rakshasa woman from back then still retains as much charm as ever!"
Shangguan Duoduo gave a thumbs-up, but her expression turned serious. "Unfortunately, the four of us are also Dharma Aspects!"
Before the words were finished, four powerful auras of Dharma Forms simultaneously soared into the sky, some sharp, some strange, some heavy, and some ethereal. The combined power of the four forms actually managed to withstand Mu Qingyi's Rakshasa killing intent that was fighting alone against all sides!
Taking on four opponents alone is not a good idea, but Mu Qingyi's purpose is very clear.
She did not intend to defeat the four in one fell swoop, but rather to use her own formidable cultivation to drag them off the battlefield, preventing them from having the opportunity to attack the imperial carriage and affect Li Xijun's chances of becoming the Crown Prince.
Because she knew even better that the focus of tonight's events was not on these mere four Dharma Images.
Sure enough, just as Mu Qingyi and the four people in the Crimson Gallant Marquis's mansion clashed, their forms shifted, their Dharma images collided, and they were locked in a stalemate, "Boom!"
A massive, hundreds-of-foot-long fiery dragon, blazing fiercely as if capable of incinerating the heavens, roared out of the night sky without warning, carrying a destructive aura, and hurtled straight towards the imperial carriage where Li Xijun was, aiming for a fatal blow.
"Hmph! We've been waiting for this for a long time!"
A chilling shriek rang out, and a powerful, condensed, and extremely yang-like celestial energy, like an invisible giant wall, struck the fiery dragon with overwhelming force.
"Bang!"
Amidst the earth-shattering roar, gusts of air surged, and flames and wisps of energy scattered in all directions, causing the houses on both sides of the street to rattle.
Wei Gonggong appeared in front of the imperial carriage, his robes billowing, his face suddenly turning red and white, and his breath weakening considerably.
At this moment, his gaze toward the source of the flames was filled with disbelief and horror.
A towering figure, as imposing as a mountain and clad in a crimson robe, slowly emerged from the night. With each step, the entire bluestone pavement of the Imperial Street seemed to tremble.
Its aura was as deep as the sea, even more powerful than the Seventh Heaven of the Outer Realm that Eunuch Wei knew!
"Eighth level of the Outer Realm? You—you actually broke through!" Eunuch Wei exclaimed in disbelief. In the hasty exchange just now, he had already suffered a minor internal injury, and his blood and qi were churning.
Li Mang, the valiant Marquis, had a cold face and a disdainful gaze.
"Wei Jinzhong, I have already broken through to the next level. I just didn't want to kill you before."
"The reason I spared your life several times before without revealing my cultivation level was only because you had served the late emperor for many years and I didn't want to disrupt the balance of the capital too soon. Now that you have switched allegiance to a new master, a servant who has changed masters, may die as he pleases."
Knowing that the emperor was not dead, but had truly abandoned the entire court and the world to search for ancient immortals, the valiant Marquis was still somewhat wary of that person.
He was genuinely worried that if he killed Eunuch Wei, the emperor would return and he would face dire consequences.
But now...
Regardless, now that Eunuch Wei has a new master and given the current situation, killing him is no big deal; he no longer hesitates to act.
Thinking this, the Crimson-Blooded Marquis's gaze swept over Eunuch Wei and Mu Wanqiu, who had already appeared in front of Li Xijun, her body ablaze with Vermilion Bird Flames. His tone was calm yet contained absolute confidence:
"Don't count on Zhuge Wang. He won't arrive within a quarter of an hour. In that quarter of an hour, I will have enough time to exterminate you all!"
Before he could finish speaking, the Courageous Marquis made his move again.
With a single palm strike, the palm wind solidified into a tangible form, transforming into a giant fiery palm that covered half the street. The palm's texture was clearly defined, containing terrifying power capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, and it pressed down on Eunuch Wei and Mu Wanqiu at the same time!
"Heavenly Protection!"
"Vermilion Bird Burns the Heavens!"
Eunuch Wei frantically activated the "Heavenly Gang Boy Skill," and his entire body radiated a dazzling golden light, as if cast in gold.
Mu Wanqiu let out a sharp cry, and the Vermilion Bird Dharma Image behind her cried out, with boundless fire transforming into raging flames that met the giant palm.
Two powerful experts at the peak of the sixth level of the Outer Realm joined forces and barely managed to withstand the domineering and unparalleled attack of the Crimson Gallant Marquis!
Although it was obvious to anyone with eyes that the two had already fallen behind and could only barely hold on, defeat was only a matter of time.
However, many cunning individuals began to plot, suggesting that it wasn't impossible for Venerable Zhuque and Eunuch Wei to hold out for this quarter of an hour together.
When Zhuge Liang arrives, should we take this opportunity to make a quick buck?
The various figures in the martial arts world, lurking in the shadows, each harbored their own thoughts.
Inside the imperial carriage, Li Xijun frowned slightly, thinking to himself:
Something's not right!
The words of the Marquis of Chidan seemed to be aimed at demoralizing the enemy, but his deliberate emphasis on "a quarter of an hour" and "Zhuge Wang can't come" actually seemed to be guiding Wei Gonggong and Mu Wanqiu to place all their hopes on the idea of "delaying for a quarter of an hour".
In dire circumstances, people often unleash their full potential and gain keen insight into subtle details;
However, if a glimmer of hope is given, it is easy to focus all one's attention on that glimmer, thereby ignoring other potential and more deadly dangers!
What is the valiant Marquis hiding?
What is his real backup plan?
What Li Xijun couldn't understand the most was what methods he used to ensure that Zhuge Wang, who was at the seventh level of the Outer Realm and in charge of the Divine Marquis's Mansion, and his elite constables would not be able to reach the core battlefield of the Imperial Street within a quarter of an hour.
A few moments earlier, at the Divine Marquis's Mansion.
Just as Zhuge Wang was about to get up and head towards the Imperial Street to stabilize the situation, a subordinate came to report:
"My lord, the richest man in the world, Shen Wanshan, the leader of the Money Gang, has come to pay a visit with the 'Seven Fiends of Tianchi,' saying that there is something extremely urgent."
Zhuge Wang's heart skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding rising within him, but he still said in a deep voice, "Please let him in."
The Money Gang has a long history in Jiangnan and is closely connected with Shanxi merchants and the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce. Now that it has appeared in such a coincidental way, he must find out what the other party's intentions are.
Before the words were finished, a chubby, ruddy-faced, and wealthy-looking middle-aged man, dressed like a nouveau riche, led seven men with a chilling aura, dressed in matching black outfits and wearing menacing masks, into the hall.
It was none other than Shen Wanshan, the leader of the Money Gang, and the infamous Seven Fiends of Tianchi.
"Chief Shen, what is the meaning of this?" Zhuge Wang's gaze swept over the Seven Fiends, finally landing on Shen Wanshan. His tone was chilling. "Do you intend to interfere in today's events in the capital? Do you know the consequences?"
Shen Wanshan laughed heartily, completely unconcerned about the threat that would terrify even ordinary Dharma Aspect Grandmasters. He patted his round belly:
"Lord Zhuge, why be angry? My business spans the world, so my information network is naturally quite extensive."
His small eyes narrowed, a glint of shrewdness flashing within them:
"In recent years, ancient tombs and secret realms have frequently appeared in various places, which I'm sure you're aware of. Furthermore, some blessed lands are becoming increasingly rich in spiritual energy, sometimes within seven prime ministerial years, sometimes within three festival years. This world is likely to return to the ancient era of divine manifestation and rampant demons! At that time, how much power will the current dynasty's laws still retain?"
He waved his hand, his face showing an expression that said, "I had no choice."
"The world is about to change, so we must plan ahead. As for the consequences? Heh, if we bet on the right horse, the Money Gang might just ride this wave and become the future—the Immortal Merchants—who knows?"
Zhuge Wang's eyes were icy cold: "Now you've come determined to help Li Mang commit this treasonous act. You think you can outmaneuver these seven cowardly cowards?"
Shen Qishan's smile remained unchanged, but Ling Xiang's gaze towards Zhuge Wang carried a hint of pity: "Lord Zhuge, those who understand the times are heroes. As for why?"
His figure suddenly floated backward, instantly leaving the Divine Marquis's mansion. At the same time, the Seven Fiends of Tianchi moved in unison, taking out a bronze claw covered with ancient runes from their robes.
The moment the seven claw fragments appeared, their energy intertwined, buzzing and humming. A hazy, distorted array of energy instantly expanded from the seven people at its core, enveloping the entire Divine Marquis's Mansion!
The scene caused the Four Constables, who rushed over from the backyard upon hearing the commotion, to instantly turn pale.
"This is a remnant of the ancient 'Dragon-Trapping Palace' formation; it has no other use than the single technique of 'trapping'!"
Shen Qishan's voice came from outside the formation, tinged with smugness, "Even if you, Zhuge Wang, possess unparalleled supernatural powers, and no matter how quick-witted the four divine constables are, it will still take at least—a quarter of an hour—to break this formation!"
He paused, then added, his tone tinged with longing and admiration:
"As for why I, Shen, would risk such a gamble? Heh, the Divine Marquis promised that once the deed is done, Miss Shangguan Duoduo will be mine. Such a beauty is worth the risk!"
Inside the formation, Zhuge Wang's face was ashen, and his sword energy surged forth, striking the invisible formation barrier, but only causing ripples.
He knew in his heart that what Shen Qishan said was true; he was indeed temporarily trapped by this ancient and wondrous formation.
At the same moment, Li Shijun's mind raced. The valiant Marquis was certain that Zhuge Wang could not come to his aid and must have something to rely on.
Is this a diversionary tactic?
Or will other powerful individuals of the same level intervene?
Whatever it may be, we must prepare for both the best and the worst. Relying on external forces is no longer reliable.
His mental power pierced through the curtain of Luanlan and landed on the seemingly invincible Red-Blooded Marquis in front of him. He then looked at Eunuch Wei and Mu Wanqiu, who were struggling to hold on, as well as Madam Mu, who was fighting the four Dharma Aspects alone. He immediately made a decision.
Get moving!
He is now at the center of this storm. The moment he makes a move, the opponent's true intentions will naturally be revealed.
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