Immortal Path To Heaven Chapter 878 – Rescue

Wu Xuning was in despair as though he had fallen into a bottomless abyss without any source of light. The whole world turned into black and white for him, and it seemed like he would soon be faced with endless pain and torture.

Shu Ya flipped her long black hair on purpose and showed her perfect collarbones. Moreover, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were full and had stunning curves. With a light makeup on, she giggled and said, “Little man, don't be afraid. Big Brother Deng's right; I'm a loving master, and I guarantee that you'll enjoy it so much that you won't want to leave me.” As she spoke, she walked gracefully toward Wu Xuning, each step was like a strike from a heavy hammer on the Wu family's youngest master's heart.

Wu Xuning looked unkempt, and he tried to back away in a hurry.

Nonetheless, he was only an Intermediate Spiritualist and had been pursued many days, hence his energy had long been exhausted. Besides, Deng Changfeng's overbearing momentum was on his shoulders like a huge mountain. The young master found it difficult to even move his fingers, so how could he move backward? A look of determination flashed in his eyes as he wanted to explode his own dantian. This was the last dignity of an aristocratic family's disciple who could not bear being humiliated.

At the spur of the moment, the fragrance of a jasmine flower reverberated around the tip of his nose and invaded his lungs. Shu Ya grinned. Instead of looking like she was travel-worn, her smile looked pure. She opened her red lips and breathed out hot air as she uttered, “Go to sleep for now. Once you wake up, you'll be infatuated with me.”

Her voice seemed to carry a special devilish power. Consequently, Wu Xuning felt that his eyelids were closing as if they could not be held open by matches at all. He was extremely sleepy.

“Get lost!”

All of a sudden, a furious roar was heard coming from deep inside the forest. It was not loud, but it sounded like sudden claps of thunder to Deng Changfeng and Shu Ya. It stirred up an invisible storm that swept toward the lady.

Wu Xuning's head ached as if 10,000 silver needles were poking his brain at the same time. Due to the immense pain, he shuddered and finally came back to his senses.

Shu Ya and Deng Changfeng exchanged glances and noticed how frightened each other was. They sighed and thought, 'Judging from this mightiness, he must be an Advanced Spiritualist. Could it be the Wu family? But how did they find out? Didn't we kill that great elder who's an Advanced Spiritualist? The Wu family couldn't have heard about this.'

They were appalled, but they did not react slowly. The spiritual Qis inside their dantians surged, then they waved their sleeves at the sky, causing mists to be released. As a result, the storm instantly subsided. When they looked where the voice came from, they saw 3 light streams zooming toward them. An Advanced Spiritualist with wrinkles was at the front, and he was followed by 2 young Rudimentary Spiritualists.

Shu Ya and Deng Changfeng smiled and sighed breaths of relief after they saw the few people. They had gone through challenging experiences between life and death to know how to judge the hour and size up the situation. Perhaps they would still hesitate if there were 2 Advanced Spiritualists but if there was only one… 'Hmph, I'll be leaving Huixun City once I'm done with this one-time deal. The Wu family might be formidable, but what can you do?'

Upon thinking about this, Deng Changfeng immediately became tough and questioned coldly, “The Forest of Death's too deep and is full of filthiness and darkness. Countless busybody people that tried to play the hero have died here, so are you sure that you want to meddle in this?”

He stared at Xue Boren while he spoke and thought, 'Is this old fella related to this young fella in any way? His face darkened as soon as he saw this fella.'

Even so, Deng Changfeng and Shu Ya were not afraid at all. Given that there was only one Advanced Spiritualist, based on their tricks, they did not need to worry at all. In fact, the lady even looked at Ou Yangming and winked at him to seduce him.

Wu Xuning was overjoyed at first but quickly became anxious. 'Can an Advanced Spiritualist alone go against the 2 of them?

'Now that I'm in their hands, what can I do if they use me as a threat?'

He knew Ou Yangming but did not pay attention to him as he was the Wu family's young master. Furthermore, Wu Xiaohuang had not told anyone from the clan about the young fellow's “ident.i.ty, so the young master was not aware.

Xue Boren's eyes flickered. He was so enraged that his hair was even standing.

The Xue family and the Wu family had been friends for generations, by which the disciples from both clans were like brothers and sisters. To make it easier to understand, the disciples were so close that they could even share the same pants.

Besides, Wu Xuning was not at all a stranger to Xue Boren. Back when they first met, the young master had peed on the back of his s.h.i.+rt and grabbed his beard, thus he had long regarded the fellow as his real nephew. How could the elder not be mad after seeing how miserable of a state the young master was in?

A ruthless look could be seen in Xue Boren's eyes as he yelled, “d.a.m.n you! Go to h.e.l.l!” A light suddenly flashed from his interspatial bag. By the time it was gone, he was holding 2 sabers with dazzling cold lights.

Xue Boren arched his back at a shocking angle, and his momentum was ready to burst out. As he stepped hard and borrowed force to leave the ground, he charged forward like a ferocious tiger. The sabers in the elder's hands flew like horned dragons dancing in his hands. He attacked mercilessly right away, which was evident how outraged he was.

Deng Changfeng only felt that the elder's voice was much hoa.r.s.er as though he was not the person that shouted in the first place, but he did not think much about it. Instead, the man blamed himself for overthinking. 'If it wasn't this elder just now, could it be those 2 insignificant Rudimentary Spiritualists?'

Without any hesitation, Deng Changfeng's Qi momentum became smooth and elusive. His body was covered with black mists that were obscure as he struck forward. This was the Eighteen Black Clouds. .h.i.t. Following the man's move, denser black mists were released such that a roughly 3-meters range was enveloped by the mists.

Numerous black shadows flashed and overlapped at lightning speed, and it seemed like they carried a power that could lure one's mind. The black mists spread swiftly and stirred up circles of gravel and fallen leaves. They became entangled within about 33 meters from Deng Changfeng and swept out like the G.o.d of war.

Nevertheless, Xue Boren's momentum was not weak at all. He scoffed coldly and took faintly discernible steps that made him look illusory and hard to track.

The sabers in Xue Boren's hands turned faster than before, and their surging saber-lights shone brightly in the dark Forest of Death. They were rather dazzling as they connected, and they were either faster or slow, continuous or had breaks in between, and high or low. All in all, the saber-lights were similar to a tide that rose and fell, and they overlapped fast like monstrous waves beating the sh.o.r.e. Ou Yangming nodded to himself when he witnessed this. Although the forces inside the sabers were lacking to him and were not cruel enough, they were continuous and would not stop.

Ou Yangming did not act rashly. He thought, 'I must think of a way to save Wu Xuning, or our efforts won't be worth it if those 2 people act in desperation when they're cornered. Our advantage now is that they think that I'm only a Rudimentary Spiritualist. If that beast-skinned man is slightly pressured, they'll surely join hands.' At this point, he winked at Xue Boren discreetly.

Xue Boren was also a smart person. If Ou Yangming could figure it out, he could figure it out too. He secretly looked back at the young fellow, then he spun his sabers faster. A thunderous sound was heard, and it kept ringing in a m.u.f.fled state. Concurrently, the elder pressed the spot between his eyebrows, then a drop of his essence and blood with boundless vitality flew out. He roared, “Condense!”

He knew very well that they must save Wu Xuning so that they would not need to worry about harming the young master while they acted against evil. Therefore, he could only pressure Deng Changfeng immensely so that Ou Yangming could find an opportunity to save Wu Xuning. After that, the young fellow could use his formation to kill the enemies.

Once the m.u.f.fled sound was heard, an invisible wind blew in the sky.

The saber-lights in front of Xue Boren condensed into a flying serpent. It was formed from spiritual Qi, its intent was built from the saber-lights, and its soul was molded from essence and blood.

This flying serpent was roughly 33 meters long. The veined patterns on each of its scales were clear as if they were carved with care and precision from the most precious white marbles. It widened its mouth and showed its 10-inches-long fangs while it stuck out its tongue.

When Xue Boren swung his sabers, the flying serpent shrieked at the sky, causing a semi-beast-like sound to echo in the air. Before its voice was gone, it suddenly leaped out and kept turning its long body nimble. Afterward, it pounced on Deng Changfeng to bite him.

The snake aimed for Deng Changfeng's chest, which was clear that it wanted to bite him into two. On the other hand, Xue Boren carried his sabers and was right behind the snake as he was ready to launch a fatal attack.

Deng Changfeng instantly sensed danger like never before.

The feeling gave him gooseb.u.mps. He quickly used the Eighteen Black Clouds. .h.i.t, which was an obscure and incomprehensible technique. A golden light flashed in his palm at that moment, and the black mists condensed into a big black cauldron. The cauldron was pitch-black and had countless unknown runes. Lively mountains, rivers, birds, and beasts could also be seen on its 4 sides. Every gravel and every strand of hair seemed real as if they would come to life at any time. Additionally, faint red lights were circulating. Overall, the cauldron was incredibly heavy and simply bent Deng Changfeng's shoulder.

Deng Changfeng's face reddened. He shouted fiercely, “Quick! Come and help me now as my cauldron is too heavy. His attack is too powerful, so I can't stop it alone!”

Shu Ya did not think twice. She thought that as long as they slaughtered the Advanced Spiritualist, the rest would be meat that could easily be chopped on the chopping block.

She took graceful steps forward and quickly turned her palms. By the time she stopped, a long emerald bow appeared in her hands. The longbow released cold intents and was tremendously thin, but it gave off a forceful feeling. As the lady pulled the string with her thin fingers, she condensed arrows with the spiritual Qi inside her dantian and uttered coldly, “Thirteen Suspended Arrows!”

Piercing sounds were instantly heard in the air.

13 green lights were shot out from the bow at the same time, each of them turning into 10 then 100. They were closely packed, and the whistles from the arrows seemed to have become the only sounds at the moment as they formed a hole in the dead Qi above the forest. Innumerable branches were broken. While the big cauldron s.h.i.+fted from the east to the west, the rain-like arrows moved from the west to the east to attack Xue Boren from both sides.

Xue Boren was appalled. Since Shu Ya and Deng Changfeng were both Advanced Spiritualists, he was too pressured by them. They used killing techniques as soon as they countered his attack, thus he would be severely injured even if he managed to block their attacks. A ruthless look flickered in the elder's eyes as he pointed his sabers forward. With that, the flying serpent that was formed from the saber-lights clashed with the big cauldron.

“Boom…”

A thunderous sound was heard. With the big cauldron and the flying serpent as the center, a cold airwave spread in all directions and uprooted many ancient trees with an intensely violent aura.

Fallen leaves were stirred up by plenty of vortexes that kept spiraling. The ground was in a state of devastation.

The arrows that were shot by Shu Ya quickly followed as well. Ou Yangming's eyes gleamed as he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, so how could he miss it just like that?