ASER - Chapter 209
Chapter 209: Biubiubiu!
After Mo Yuwo slew Bai Xiangshou, it was equivalent to cutting down the leader of the experts besieging Song Ling and her group. Although the enemy still had more people, with the addition of Mo Yuwo, the power gap between them was no longer that great.
However, Handan Jidao and the others looked at Mo Yuwo, then at Song Ling, and realized they truly could no longer resist A'Diao.
This woman was a devil.
She did it on purpose.
Tong Que continuously traversed through layers of space. His cultivation focused on wind and space, and his speed was even comparable to some Lesser Spirit Kings who weren't proficient in speed—truly blessed by nature. However, he soon discovered that A'Diao, who was chasing him from behind, was even faster.
The distance was shrinking.
Space continuously tore apart due to their chase, and the resulting spatial fluctuations attracted the attention of many. After all, on this island, even Lesser Spirit Kings could perish, so who would dare cause such a huge commotion?
In one part of the island, the forces of the Moluo Imperial Clan also noticed.
"Is that Tong Que and A'Diao? Is the one behind A'Diao? I can't see clearly."
"These two..."
"The Young Lord is ahead. Go over there, don't let them affect the Young Lord."
"Over there is the periphery of the restriction where the Lesser Spirit Kings are gathered. They are all focused on attacking the restriction. Even if they could break away to kill A'Diao, if A'Diao gets too close, she'd be assassinated... Could it be that Tong Que is trying to lure her to the restriction area? There are Lushan people there too, but they are outnumbered in terms of Lesser Spirit Kings."
"Protect the Young Lord first, and notify the Lesser Spirit King adults."
"Send someone to follow them stealthily."
These people reacted quickly. Indeed, the island was divided into three zones.
The core was the restricted zone, which even Lesser Spirit Kings couldn't enter yet. The middle was the danger zone, generally only accessible to experts at the Grandmaster level or above. After all, there were many level 20 Demon Kings here, countless Demonic Spirits, and numerous hidden masters from the Three Kingdoms.
The third zone was the outer area, which was where Song Ling and her group were hiding. This area was the largest and most chaotic. However, by sticking together, they could manage to get by, attacking each other, gathering resources, and tempering themselves. It was currently an area where the elite core members of various factions converged.
But clearly, the heir of the Moluo Imperial Clan, the Moluo Young Lord, had already entered the danger zone.
These people made their move, and some personnel tailed them.
On the other side, Duanmu Biexue received a voice transmission from Duanmu Qingyang first. Glancing at the Imperial Family personnel not far away, she still chose to pass the message to Qing Zan.
Qing Zan: "Understood, thank you."
After receiving the message, Qing Zan's gaze swept over the Lesser Spirit Kings present. It wasn't appropriate to go over now, as it would cause all the Lesser Spirit Kings here to go as well. What they could do was to tie down these Lesser Spirit Kings here. But that Tong Que was known for his cunning; he had probably already made arrangements.
A'Diao was even more cunning. She should know, so why did she still dare to go?
Swish, swish! Two streaks of light entered the danger zone from the outer area one after another. There were many Grandmasters in the danger zone, and those who received the news all saw these two streaks of light.
"Two lunatics, making such a big commotion. Are they looking for death?"
"They really are courting death. This Tong Que has gone mad. Let's steer clear to avoid getting caught in the crossfire. Those Demon Kings are no joke."
"Tong Que was an influential figure in the late Primordial Era. Back then, his reputation within the Three Kingdoms was no weaker than A'Diao's today. He and Wu Mountain's Saintess, Baiyue Lingxi, were even renowned as Twin Prodigies. But three hundred years have passed, and their era is over. The contemporary karmic luck is concentrated on A'Diao and her generation. How could someone who lost their glory after sleeping for three hundred years be content? He probably wants to forcibly kill A'Diao..."
Just as these words were spoken, Boom!
Within the danger zone, A'Diao finally closed in on Tong Que. But she also glanced at the wide, rapidly flowing riverbed below.
The river water was dark, turbulent, and surging.
But there were many Demonic Spirits underwater. Hearing the commotion, they even surfaced, seemingly without anything suspicious.
However, A'Diao's pupils flashed strangely. 【Yellow Springs All-Seeing Gaze】... Withdrawing her gaze after a glance, she suddenly and deliberately locked onto Tong Que. Her fingertips twitched slightly, and she abruptly leaped down in a diving attack. After she hit the water's surface, Tong Que suddenly teleported to the other end, spread his hands, and activated a formation.
Originally, this was a stretch of river, connecting the core zone and the danger zone, three hundred meters wide. It was just like the Black Water River from Journey to the West—definitely an area where old monsters lived.
But when the formation activated, the river water emitted mysterious ripples. Soon, water pillars surged up, forming 24 three-dimensional python-like columns, interlinking and sealing the area. What could mere water currents seal?
Hiss, hiss, hiss! The water currents all secretly condensed into transparent crystals of terrifying density, directly trapping them within.
During this process, it was already impossible to break out. Tong Que excelled in spatial arts and had sealed the space. So, A'Diao raised her hand and flung a bolt of lightning at Tong Que, attempting to interrupt his formation activation.
But it was too late.
"Rise!" Tong Que roared. Yin energy surged violently between heaven and earth. The black water in the river section was completely controlled; the water surface twisted inch by inch, and the black substances within were continuously extracted, transforming into black threads that condensed into skeletal forms.
"Nine Bends Icy Prison, Soul Devouring Chaotic Burial Ground."
"Damn it, it's the Nine Bends Soul Return Formation!!!"
"Quick, run!!"
"Lunatic, lunatic!"
Ordinary people couldn't understand the world of geniuses. While they were constantly scrambling for resources and striving to improve their cultivation, for geniuses, spiritual power and cultivation level were far from the only factors.
That's why A'Diao could continuously fight and kill those above her level.
But many had forgotten that three hundred years ago, influential figures like Tong Que didn't rely solely on their Grandmaster cultivation either; they too had killed stronger opponents beyond their level.
What did they rely on?
It turned out this Tong Que was also skilled in formations and had mastered a killing technique like the Nine Bends Soul Return Formation, something typically only achievable by Lesser Spirit Kings.
On a distant steep cliff, several cultivators who had originally been fighting Demonic Spirits and later hid here to avoid A'Diao and Tong Que's battle were all amazed when they saw this scene.
"The Three Kingdoms' Imperial Families, the Three Kingdoms' Three Sects, the Three Heterodox Imperial Clans—together they are the Nine Cauldrons. All parties of the Nine Cauldrons are vying for karmic luck; the world is theirs. And the prodigies of each faction are favored by karmic luck. I originally thought this Tong Que was going to use himself as bait to lure A'Diao into the core zone to be slaughtered by Lesser Spirit Kings. I didn't expect him to roll up his sleeves and go at it himself. This Tong Que is ruthless enough."
They didn't belong to any of the factions currently known as the Nine Cauldrons Powers. They were rogue cultivators, and had also been influential figures in the Primordial Era. But now, rogue cultivators had declined. After awakening, they had decisively avoided the Nine Cauldrons Powers, quietly amassing wealth. Yet, no matter how they avoided it, they still witnessed the "pinnacle" of this era.
The battle between prodigies.
One person wiped the bloodstains from the blade in his hand, looking at the enormous sealing crystal in the distance, and at Tong Que inside, who was commanding the elements. He sighed, "This Tong Que discovered long ago that the Black Water River was a battlefield from ancient times, where countless experts were buried. Their bodies and flesh merged into the river section, continuously circulating within the island. The black substance is formed from resentful souls. So he surveyed the geomancy, chose this location for the Nine Bends Soul Return Formation, and probably used other means to conceal it. Even we couldn't discern this place as a formation area. But he's facing A'Diao. A'Diao is skilled in talismans and formations, not easily deceived. So he enslaved some Demonic Spirits to mix in the river, pretending everything was normal, which is how A'Diao fell for it."
An old man shook his head. "It's not that she fell for it. He seized upon the competitive spirit of prodigies like them. He refused to borrow Lesser Spirit Kings to kill A'Diao, solely for karmic luck. Conversely, didn't A'Diao also want to kill him independently, also for karmic luck? So both sides are taking risks. It just depends on who can survive."
Looking at it now, had A'Diao fallen into a trap?
In the Nine Bends Soul Return Formation, the purpose of the resentful souls appearing from the river was not to kill A'Diao.
Tong Que had, after all, thoroughly investigated A'Diao. He knew this deviant's strongest aspect was her spiritual body, and her spiritual body's aptitude was constantly strengthening, with a very high upper limit. He was cautious, preferring to treat her spiritual body as one at the Lesser Spirit King level. In that case, for his Nine Bends Soul Return Formation to directly kill a Lesser Spirit King's spiritual body—even if the quantity of resentful souls in the river was sufficient—he himself couldn't control it. He might even suffer a backlash. So, that wasn't feasible.
The "Soul Return" aspect was to restrain A'Diao's spiritual body, preventing her from using spiritual attacks against him.
And without the advantage of her spiritual body, what could she use to counter-kill him?
After activating the formation, Tong Que summoned the long spear from within his body. This long spear had a bronze texture, with countless feather patterns on it. As his fingertips strummed it, Swish!
Once the spear was out, it tore through the air and transformed into feathers.
This scene was extremely beautiful.
Countless bronze feathers, illusions and physical forms indistinguishable, as if a bronze sparrow had disintegrated in space, and its feathers came alive. It was a magic, a magic of myriad transformations, surrounding A'Diao.
The crystal space seemed transparent, but because of the howling resentful energy, people outside couldn't actually see A'Diao's current state clearly. They only knew she was surrounded by feathers.
Tong Que's hands overlapped. After countless feathers surrounded A'Diao, they began to cut inwards... He probably also knew A'Diao had the Yinglong body, so these bronze feathers were also tempered with a substance that had the greatest effect on and countered the Yinglong—Candle Phoenix Plumes.
This was a plume toxin originating from the tip of a Candle Phoenix's wing. It could be considered a Spirit King level supreme treasure, the kind that would rank among the top treasures in the secret vaults of the Three Kingdoms' Imperial Families and the Three Sects. But Tong Que was a former Chief, and a descendant of the founder's direct lineage, so he could mobilize far more treasures than A'Diao.
Of course, Lushan Academy's tradition was different—stingy, and stingy in a high-class, grand manner, euphemistically called "training the successor."
Anyway, this thing was formidable; even an Yinglong's body couldn't withstand it.
Sealed space + suppressed spiritual power + illusions + group attack + combined poison attack—he had truly achieved a thorough understanding of A'Diao and a strategy to completely block her escape routes and annihilate her.
But at that instant, the Nine Bends Soul Return Grand Formation suddenly trembled. Then, the formation plate creaked. Underwater, like an abyss, a coiling dragon swished its tail and struck. The entire grand formation shook, and the controlled resentful souls within were momentarily thrown into disarray and scattered. The suppressed spiritual body broke free, and A'Diao directly released tens of thousands of spiritual threads... to counter-control the bronze wings.
Not good, she had actually released the Yinglong in advance?
The Yinglong was outside the formation!
That's right! When she suddenly dived to attack earlier, landing on the water surface, she had probably released the Yinglong into the water through her legs in advance. Then he activated the grand formation, but the Yinglong had already entered the depths of the river section to lie in wait, outside the formation.
Tong Que's pupils trembled. He had no choice but to output his spiritual body to solidify his control over the bronze wings. While the wings were in a state of stagnation, mutually controlled by both sides, for a mere three breaths, Tong Que continuously outputted power. The Nine Bends Soul Return Formation was about to return to normal, but A'Diao's mouth opened slightly, and the Yinglong beneath the Black Water River also opened its mouth.
Dragon's roar.
The Black Water River went berserk. The entire body of water in the river section erupted, directly bombarding the formation plate.
Dong!!
The formation plate was directly shattered by the shock.
Tong Que coughed out a mouthful of blood.
"Getting old, developed a fondness for playing in the water?"
The Yinglong, commanding surging waves, soared into the sky from underwater. A'Diao stood on the dragon's head, wielding a scepter, with a single raise and fall of her hand.
A pillar-like bolt of lightning struck down directly.
Its power level had already surpassed the peak of Grandmaster, reaching half-step Lesser Spirit King.
The attack speed was too fast, without much fanfare, striking directly down and hitting Tong Que.
The latter failed to dodge.
Such an energy impact radiated outwards, causing the area within a ten-li radius to be blinded by lightning.
But... they also sensed that this impact force was not destructive, but rather—blocked!
The rogue cultivators on the distant cliff and others were using insight techniques to watch this battle. After seeing A'Diao directly counter-kill, break the formation, and strike Tong Que with lightning, they almost thought Tong Que would be instantly killed.
But in the next second, their expressions all became complicated.
"Fuck!"
"Damn it!"
"Bronze Mountain's Bronze King Mask? Transcendent Superior Grade..."
"Isn't this like using a cheat?"
The Three Sects basically all had ultimate techniques and supreme treasures that became famous in the Primordial Era.
Bronze Mountain: NO1 Sect-Protecting Supreme Treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell. Three supreme treasures: Bronze King Mask, Three-Star Azure Emperor Sword, Bluebird Sword Spirit.
Wu Mountain: NO1 Sect-Protecting Supreme Treasure, the Nine Shaman Banner. Three supreme treasures: Myriad Poison Gu Cup, Soul-Losing Eight Gates Nails, Bewitching Spirit Charm.
Lushan Academy: NO1 Sect-Protecting Supreme Treasure, unknown. Three supreme treasures: ???.
Alright, Lushan Academy just didn't seem to have any supreme treasures. It seemed Kunlun hadn't passed down many, and successive Mountain Heads didn't like using them. Someone like Old Man Yu, who had specced into weapon manufacturing talents, was extremely rare. So Old Man Yu was self-sufficient, and there were very few others. Thus, it was generally acknowledged that Lushan Academy had no significant treasures.
Perhaps this tradition started from Kunlun's generation.
So, maybe it wasn't stinginess, but genuine poverty?
Anyway, at this moment, Tong Que revealed the Bronze King Mask on his face, and this Bronze King Mask was incredibly powerful. It actually blocked the lightning, only forcing Tong Que to take a step back.
The rogue cultivators' composure was crumbling a bit. They counted on their fingers the Transcendent treasures Tong Que had used so far.
Three of them, and on average, Mid-grade or higher.
Damn!!
A'Diao's composure was also crumbling a bit. Her expression turned emo, and she rolled her eyes, cursing directly, "I was wondering why you're so arrogant. It's a tortoise going out with its shell, absolutely determined not to be a cuckold, right?"
That was truly a vicious curse.
Tong Que's expression changed slightly. He said coldly, "I admit I'm not your match, but treasures are also a form of strength. You can only blame your Lushan Academy for being inferior to my Bronze Mountain."
Is he scolding Lushan for being poor, or scolding me for being poor?
A'Diao couldn't swallow this insult. Standing on the dragon's head, enveloped in lightning, she smiled. "Brother Tong Que, you're mistaken. You haven't pushed me to a desperate situation yet, so how would you know if I have treasures? Just like if I hadn't beaten you to this state, I wouldn't have seen you put on this ugly-ass mask."
Tong Que's mental fortitude was also formidable. He wasn't angered, but instead smiled similarly. "Actually, I knew long ago you weren't easy to deal with. To ensure complete success, I borrowed this treasure from the Mountain Head. After all, it can block 20 Lesser Spirit King attacks, so I'm not afraid of dying at Miss A'Diao's hands. And, it also allows me to contend with you and wait for others to arrive."
As he said this, he saw A'Diao's expression change slightly.
The next second.
"Everyone, slaying a dragon is a magnificent feat in this era! We were once Celestials. After awakening from our slumber, we've become old relics from three hundred years ago. If we don't 'entertain' this Dragon King A'Diao, I'm afraid there will be no future day for us to dominate."
"Still not making a move?"
As his voice fell, three figures appeared successively from three other directions, forming a four-sided blockade with Tong Que.
One scheme linked to another. This Tong Que was something else; he was even prepared to invite a group to slay the dragon if he couldn't handle it himself.
Adaptable and resilient, a person capable of great undertakings.
The first to appear was a tall, wild young man in a black robe. A bracelet with a three-headed dog gold pattern hung on his arm. His aura was fierce. Raising his hand, he grasped a spear burning with red lightning. His pupils were scarlet. After locking onto A'Diao, three rounds of Dharma seals flew out, sealing the space in one direction.
Next was a man in white, purer than snow. He looked refined and gentle, but a golden mark of slaughter between his brows accentuated the demonic allure of his face. His bloodline true form was a Golden Crow, noble and powerful. He smiled at A'Diao. The space where he stood was intensely bright and scorching, burning the very air.
Finally... a woman in a red robe. Her hat had long been thrown off. Exotic ornaments adorned her forehead. She wore a red skirt below, and her upper body revealed a section of her waist—a slender, snake-like waist, adorned with intricate yet beautiful and demonic charms.
It was as if these luxurious adornments were merely to suppress her inherent demonic charm, rather than to enhance it.
However, her eyes were clear, and her aura was grand and dignified, completely different from her appearance and makeup, creating a striking contrast.
The appearance of a Medusa-like demoness, the disposition of an ascetic guardian of the Dao.
In fact, this person was indeed the strongest among the three who appeared, even though she hadn't revealed any of her power.
She could probably take on a Lesser Spirit King.
It was just that her gaze was exceptionally cold, as if she were resolutely guarding against something.
Yes, like the look a moral guardian gives a top courtesan.
Toilet: "Why are you using so many adjectives for her out of nowhere? What are you trying to do?"
A'Diao: "I have an excellent idea. We can test if their cooperation is truly unbreakable."
Below were the experts following these individuals, at least twenty Grandmasters.
Who could make so many Grandmasters support and follow them?
A'Diao's gaze swept over them. "The Young Lords of Moluo and Taihao? You want to meddle in the messy affairs of the Three Sects too? Are you really here to slay a dragon?"
The Taihao Young Lord smiled. "Junior Sect Master, please don't listen to Tong Que's nonsense. I am merely here for the Saintess of our Western Jin. I have always admired the Saintess."
A'Diao looked at the Moluo Young Lord. "Understood. So, you admire Tong Que?"
This devilish logic almost made Tong Que and the Moluo Young Lord choke. The Saintess glanced at A'Diao and found she couldn't see her clearly.
Strange, why was this person's appearance always hidden in the lightning?
Could there be something fishy?
While the Saintess was suspicious, A'Diao didn't wait for Tong Que to answer. She turned to the Saintess and asked, "My dear, are these the three annoying suitors you mentioned? As expected, three old sweet potatoes who are not as good-looking or talented as me. No wonder you were so annoyed that you were willing to team up with me to design their downfall."
"But if we do this, our relationship will be exposed. Are you really willing?"
Wait, what the hell?
Toilet: "!"
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes! A'Diao's fabricated love essay, created from nothing!
Baiyue Lingxi: "???"
Baiyue Lingxi couldn't be bothered to say more. She directly summoned the crimson demonic butterflies from within her body. In an instant, countless datura flowers seemed to bloom around her. A single glance felt like entering an illusion... Indeed, the space was also transforming. The other three had already seen that A'Diao was being deliberately mysterious. Tong Que gave the order, "The dragon slaying begins! Kill her!"
Of course, he knew this was A'Diao's trick, aimed at dividing them.
But since Baiyue Lingxi had agreed to cooperate, this cooperation was based on mutual benefits.
They were unwilling to let those Lesser Spirit Kings help because the karmic luck would be divided. They preferred to split it among the four of them.
But the premise was that they could actually kill A'Diao.
There was no room for error in this round, otherwise Bronze Mountain's losses would outweigh the gains.
All four were at the peak of Grandmaster, and Baiyue Lingxi and Tong Que with his Bronze King Mask could barely match a Lesser Spirit King. Below them, there were twenty more Grandmasters in support. Let alone killing A'Diao, theoretically, they could even successfully take down a Lesser Spirit King.
At that moment, the rogue cultivators prepared to retreat. Because once A'Diao was killed, a Spirit King-level war among the Nine Cauldrons would definitely erupt on Guixu Island.
They couldn't afford to be implicated.
But just as they were about to retreat, their eardrums suddenly vibrated.
A dragon's roar arose.
This dragon's roar was a bit strange, as if it were overlapping, as if two dragons were roaring together?
Anyway, at that instant, not only were their heads buzzing, but even Tong Que and the others were stunned.
While stunned, they instinctively attacked one spot together—A'Diao!
But just as their attacks launched, all four sensed something was wrong... A flash appeared between Baiyue Lingxi's brows, washing away the dragon roar's influence. The crimson butterflies on her body tore space, directly severing the energy connection with this spatial plane, as she concealed herself in another dimension.
And Tong Que, with the help of the Bronze King Mask, also directly activated his defenses... But he had miscalculated.
An ominous accident occurred, but it wasn't aimed at him.
When attacking one spot together, there's bound to be a hidden backstabber.
The backstabber transformed into a dragon. A massive dragon head unleashed a mouthful of dragon breath directly at the unprepared Moluo Young Lord.
True dragon breath required a dragon pill to be genuine.
Previously, many were terrified that A'Diao had created the Yinglong bloodline. But later, they felt fortunate because, after all, it was just a bloodline totem, not a true body like those of the Heterodox Races. Without a dragon pill, a totem was just a totem.
But now it had one—a Yin-Yang Dragon Pill, a mouthful of dragon breath.
With just a whoosh, the black and white overlapping Yin-Yang lightning breath engulfed the Moluo Young Lord.
At that moment, the Moluo Young Lord let out a painful scream. His true form transformed into a massive three-headed hound, but before the three-headed hound could escape or resist, its body was destroyed, turned into charcoal.
This scene shocked everyone.
And the A'Diao who was jointly attacked by the four... her body shattered, but it transformed into a streak of light and directly entered this dragon's true body.
Clearly, the one that could force Tong Que to use his Bronze King Mask was just a clone.
The real A'Diao could instantly kill the Moluo Young Lord.
Why did she pretend to be weak?
Because she wanted to lure them to her doorstep.
Want to slay a dragon and seize karmic luck? Don't want to borrow the power of your family's Lesser Spirit Kings?
A'Diao was so angry about this.
You have backing but don't use it? Is your brain flooded?
But this was good too.
And at this moment, the Yinglong coiled, tearing space, flying and lying across the sky, breathing out dark clouds and lightning. "Who was it just now that said they wanted to slay a dragon? Chirping like a little bird, such big talk."
From Tong Que +3 stars!
"Xixi, please don't be angry for my sake! Quick, get out of the way, I'm about to unleash my ultimate move! Don't get hurt, or I'll feel heartbroken."
"What nonsense are you spouting!" Baiyue Lingxi had dominated the Primordial Era for some years. Her temperament was calm and steady, dignified, grand, and classy. She played with Gu poison in the palm of her hand. But she had never encountered such a riffraff. She, who normally disliked arguing verbally with enemies, was stunned into letting out an annoyed voice.
From Baiyue Lingxi +3 stars!
Without waiting for a reply, the dark clouds and lightning A'Diao breathed out descended.
One Middle Spirit King-level + five Lesser Spirit King Dao Tablets—all fucking lightning!
Under the enhancement of numerous Dao Tablets, three thousand lightning bolts fell like a waterfall.
Plus, summoning troops and generals! A group beatdown including the crowd of Grandmasters below!
Bombardment!!!
She was too strong, so strong it made people's hearts tremble.
"With the Dragon Pill, she is a true Yinglong! Her aptitude even surpasses the Three Heterodox Imperial Clans! But why can she control a Middle Spirit King-level Dao Tablet? Spanning so many tiers, could it be that her spiritual body is comparable to a Middle Spirit King? Too terrifying!"
Tong Que had no choice but to use the Bronze King Mask with all his might to block the lightning, while the Taihao Young Lord's true form, the Golden Crow, emerged, roaring as golden light covered its body...
Only Baiyue Lingxi wasn't attacked. Not only was she not attacked, but these lightning bolts even went around her. And not just around her, they formed a giant heart shape.
Such a big heart, and it was even a manly pink color.
From Baiyue Lingxi +5 stars!
From...
From Tong Que +3 stars!
From...
"It's my fault, I was wrong, I'm sorry! Xixi, don't be angry. Look at the heart, oh, biubiubiu~~~"
"!!!"
At this point, never mind Tong Que and the Taihao Young Lord getting the wrong idea, even Baiyue Lingxi found it hard to explain herself, and her composure was crumbling.
Chen! A! Diao!
Cunning, shameless, despicable, degenerate, ptooey!
The elders were right, none of the people from Tang Song are any good! Men and women alike!
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