radicalducati Chapter 42 Arrival, Destroyed Clan 1
Chapter 42 Arrival, Destroyed Clan 1
Chapter 42 Arrival, The Destroyed Clan
In the blink of an eye, the roles of hunter and prey were reversed.
As Chen Feng's strength increased, the quality of his Eight Spider Lances also gradually improved, as did the added poison attribute.
This deadly poison, originating from the human-faced spider, is so potent that even Chen Feng himself doesn't have a quick antidote without the Eight Spider Lances, let alone the purple-robed bishop.
Within a few breaths, his entire abdomen went numb, and his blood carried the toxins to every corner of his body. The purple-robed bishop's face turned red as he tried to block the toxins with his soul power, but to little avail.
Gradually, he felt his vision blur and a sense of weightlessness wash over him, as if the world was spinning.
With a thud, the purple-robed bishop of the Martial Soul Palace collapsed to the ground.
"grown ups!"
Just then, the other Soul Masters from the Spirit Hall who had fallen behind arrived one after another.
When everyone saw the purple-robed bishop fall to the ground, they were shocked. Two purple-robed bishops at the Soul King level had actually fallen into the hands of a Soul Master!
Importantly, neither of these two purple-robed bishops were newly appointed Soul Kings; one was a level 59 offensive Soul Master, and the other was a level 56 defensive Soul Master.
A yellow-robed deacon knelt down and checked the purple-robed bishop's breath. "He's still breathing, but very weakly. Quickly take him back to heal."
After saying that, he directed the other Soul Masters to hurriedly lift up the purple-robed bishop and prepare to leave Seven Star Mountain.
After carefully examining the scene, another yellow-robed deacon said, "One of the two bishops is dead and the other is injured. That scoundrel from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is also in bad shape. I just checked, and the bishop's soul skill should have hit him. He must have escaped with difficulty and dared not turn back to pursue him."
"Of course, we'd better be careful on the way. We two Soul Masters will personally bring up the rear!"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Two yellow-clad deacons walked at opposite ends of the procession, maintaining a safe distance to prevent any accidents and to be ready to provide assistance at any time.
They are now the strongest among the Spirit Hall's Spirit Masters and must shoulder the responsibility of defending against the enemy.
On the stretcher, the purple-robed bishop's face had turned black, and it seemed the poison was reaching his heart, and he was about to die.
Just then, a figure quietly approached them.
"who!"
The yellow-robed deacon at the back heard a faint sound, immediately activated his spirit ring, turned around and shouted.
However, all around was silent, except for the heavy breathing of the Spirit Hall's Soul Masters.
The yellow-robed deacon swallowed hard, and after confirming several times that no one was around, he turned his head back with a pounding heart.
Almost the instant he turned his head, he felt a chill on his neck.
He reached out and touched it, only to find his palm covered in blood.
Then, as if cleanly sliced open by a sharp instrument, a slanted cut appeared, and his head slowly slid off...
"Bang!"
The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground rang out.
All the Spirit Masters from the Spirit Hall turned around, breaking out in a cold sweat.
With a whoosh, no one paid any attention to the dying purple-robed bishop anymore. They simply threw him and his stretcher to the ground and scattered in all directions...
In an instant, the place returned to the silence it had been not long ago.
Chen Feng walked over, carrying the Seven Kill Sword. His body was covered in blood, and his clothes were torn with many large holes. The severed Eight Spider Spears looked even more ferocious.
The purple-robed bishop lay motionless on the ground, his pupils reflecting the image of Chen Feng. He watched as the other man severed his right leg, stripping away the soul bone within.
"puff!"
Before leaving, Chen Feng casually slashed, ending the life of this Soul King who prided himself on his defensive power.
Then, five identical shadows suddenly appeared around Chen Feng's body, disappearing into the depths of the jungle...
One hour later.
A small river at the exit of Qixing Mountain.
Chen Feng washed off all the bloodstains and changed his clothes.
The powerful physique, enhanced by the immortal herbs, had already healed the wounds. However, Chen Feng had endured the full force of a Soul King's attack, and his aura was disordered, indicating that his internal organs had been injured.
Footsteps approached, and Yu Tianlong appeared. His burly body was stained with blood, and he carried four severed heads in his hands, all of which had been forcibly twisted off the bodies of his enemies.
Chen Feng asked in surprise, "You didn't leave?"
Yu Tianlong shook his head and said, "Of course, I am your companion. How could I abandon you when we are in danger?"
As he spoke, he threw the four severed heads on the ground and said, "I've been following behind that group of Soul Masters the whole time. Don't worry, none of them escaped."
Chen Feng smiled. This teammate hadn't let his efforts go to waste; their working styles were very compatible!
Yu Tianlong cautioned, "However, we must be careful of the Spirit Hall's retaliation. They mobilized so many people, and they were all wiped out. They will definitely hold us accountable for this."
Chen Feng shrugged indifferently. The Spirit Hall was an enemy, not a friend, and a strained relationship was inevitable. Why bother with so much? He just needed to be more cautious in his actions from now on.
After washing up, the two continued their journey to the Broken Clan.
A day later, in a remote city of the Star Luo Empire, Chen Feng finally found this fallen clan.
Located in a corner of the city, this is a large courtyard made of blue bricks, with its gates tightly closed and not even a signboard; it is very inconspicuous.
If Chen Feng hadn't known the coordinates and if there hadn't been a strong smell of medicine wafting from the courtyard, he might have thought he'd come to the wrong place.
"Ta-da..."
Dust gently knocked on the tightly closed courtyard gate.
The door opened slightly, and a young man glanced out and said, "Looking for medicine? Go to Jishetang, this is the back door."
As he spoke, he was about to close the door.
"Young man, please wait a moment. I am not here to ask for medicine, but to pay a visit to Senior Yang Wudi of the Broken Clan," Chen Feng said gently, blocking the door with his hand.
A hint of wariness flashed in the young man's eyes. "What 'Broken Clan'? You've come to the wrong place."
Chen Feng smiled slightly and said, "Don't be nervous. Please pass on a message to Senior Yang Wudi, saying that Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Item has come to visit."
The young man thought for a moment, and finally said, "You wait."
With a bang, the door slammed shut again.
Yu Tianlong couldn't help but ask, "What does 'Fragrant Silk Immortal Item' mean?"
Chen Feng explained, "It's the name of a flower that can counteract all poisons in the world."
"Such a magical plant?"
Chen Feng nodded and said, "Of course, just wait and see. Before long, Yang Wudi will come out to pick us up in person."
After the Clear Sky Sect went into seclusion, the Broken Clan was the affiliated clan that suffered the most severe retaliation from the Spirit Hall. It was precisely for this reason that Yang Wudi harbored the greatest hostility towards the Clear Sky Sect and even regarded it as an enemy.
The reason why Tang San was able to subdue Yang Wudi back then was not only because Tang San himself was excellent, but also because of the Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb that truly made Yang Wudi let go of his grudges.
There was already a standard answer to subjugating the Po Clan, and now Chen Feng was simply copying the answer again. Moreover, Chen Feng's purpose was simpler: to befriend the Po Clan, not to subjugate them. Yang Wudi had no reason to refuse.
(End of this chapter)