Zhao Leicong's Final Road
"Forget it, as long as those two aren't out of their minds, they'll leave this dangerous place. No need to chase them. This is a rare opportunity. Let's grab what we can get our hands on on Bianhe Mountain first. Time is of the essence; who knows when the Dragon Valley Patrol Envoys arrive?" After a moment's thought, Yang Tianyou looked around at everyone and said softly.
Liu Changqing nodded slightly and didn't dwell on it any longer; the others also nodded in agreement.
At this moment, two members of the Yang Household's Shadow Hall stepped forward. They were escorting a Qi Refining Devil Cultivator, who was one of the three surviving Qi Refining cultivators. The other two were Zhou Household cultivators who had already fled with their elders.
"Master, what should we do with this person?"
"Leave him alive, seal his Spiritual Power, shatter all his bones, and assign two clansmen to guard him closely. Interrogate him after he returns to the Lineage!"
"Yes, sir!"
Two Shadow Hall clansmen received the order and withdrew. After a while, a member of the Yang Household Members handed Yang Tianyou a Storage Bag containing the spoils of war they had collected.
Yang Tianyou nodded to the clansman, put away his Storage Bag, then exchanged a glance with Liu Changqing before turning and flying towards another treasure land of the Zhao Household.
At this moment, in the sky, Zhao Leicong and Iron Rakshasa were engaged in a fierce battle.
Both of them were at the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, and their combat power was even stronger.
Not to mention Iron Rakshasa, who is known as one of the three strongest people below the Golden Core in Dragon Valley County, even Zhao Leicong, the Zhao Household Ancestor, is much stronger than an ordinary Foundation Establishment Great Perfection.
This old fellow's body was honed to an unparalleled level of purity with his Metal-Attribute Spiritual Power. The "White Tiger Seven-Kill Instruction" was slowly circulating, as if liquid gold crystals were flowing around his body.
With every gesture, he effortlessly unleashed a series of powerful Tier 2 Law Technique, striking the Iron Rakshasa opposite him like Thunder.
In addition, Zhao Leicong's life-bound Law Artifact is also extraordinary. It is an ancient bell with dark gold color, and nine fierce tigers in different poses are imprinted on the bell. Some are roaring to the sky, some are tigers descending the mountain, some are tigers entering the forest, and some are tigers crouching in the vast wilderness...
The Nine-Tiger Golden Bell is a high-grade Second-Tier Upper-Grade, only a step away from being Tier 2 Supreme-Grade. If Zhao Leicong hadn't always been frugal and reluctant to waste materials, with the Zhao Household's resources, they could have easily pushed the Nine-Tiger Golden Bell into the top-grade category.
Even though it's only Second-Tier Upper-Grade Law Artifact, its power is still remarkable. As the bell tolls, deafening roars of tigers transform into visible sound waves, mixed with sharp and terrifying Geng Metal aura, wave after wave, like sharp knives slicing across the Iron Rakshasa's body.
Ding ding!
The clang of metal against metal was deafening. Despite the powerful offensive, Iron Rakshasa only activated one Rakshasa Battle Body to respond.
Of course, judging from the current battle situation, one Rakshasa Battle Body is indeed enough.
Despite her simple fighting style, Iron Rakshasa managed to display a remarkable skill in her seemingly effortless attacks, overcoming all techniques with sheer force.
Without any fancy tricks, relying solely on its invulnerable and fireproof physique, this monster rampaged through the sky, leaving nothing but devastation in its wake, almost ignoring Zhao Leicong's relentless onslaught.
Its colossal size, reaching two zhang in height, not only possesses a terrifying and intimidating power, but also carries the strength to uproot mountains and destroy peaks.
As fists and feet clashed, rings of tangible energy spread outwards, accompanied by rolling explosions that echoed like Lei Ming across the sky.
Clang!
Another punch landed, a dark blue fist the size of a millstone, its Skin Membrane comparable to nine thousand times refined Gold Essence. It held its own against Second-Tier Upper-Grade Law Artifact, and with its Ten Thousand Jun force, it made the Nine-Tiger Golden Bell vibrate.
The sharp edge of the Geng Metal bell was enough to cut through gold and jade, yet it could only leave a shallow wound on the Skin Membrane of the Iron Rakshasa.
With the regenerative power of this humanoid Fierce Beast, such a small wound was almost completely healed in the blink of an eye.
"Hehe, you old codger, you're pretty tough, much stronger than those Foundation Establishment Perfection I killed before!" With a chuckle, Iron Rakshasa tilted his neck, and the sickening sound of bones grinding together carried far and wide.
In the distance, Zhao Leicong, drenched in sweat, twitched at the corner of his mouth, a chill running through his heart.
The Fierce Beast before him was truly the strongest Foundation Establishment Cultivator he had ever encountered. Originally, he had been skeptical of the rumors circulating outside, but now, Zhao Leicong was only thinking about how to stall for time.
Yes, stalling for time!
The Zhao Household Ancestor never even considered escaping, because he knew very well that anyone in the Zhao Household of Border River Town could slip through the net, but he alone could not.
As the strongest member of the Zhao Household, with the potential to reach the Golden Core, if he were to escape, all the cultivators who participated in dividing up the Zhao Household's grand feast today would definitely do everything in their power to hunt him down. After all, if he were to live, these people would feel like they had a bone stuck in their throats.
During this pursuit, the Zhao Household's backup plans will also be eradicated, a result that Zhao Leicong, who deeply loves his Lineage, cannot tolerate.
Moreover, he wasn't very confident of escaping from Iron Rakshasa's grasp. It wasn't just the Black Sha Sect secretly watching him; the Purple Moon Yang Household was also involved...
Thinking of this, Zhao Leicong hardened his heart, and the Storage Ring on his index finger glowed slightly as a blood-red Pills flew into his mouth.
Boom!
Instantly, a violent aura soared into the sky, and the Spiritual Power that was already nearly exhausted surged up once again, even burning with an even more vigorous flame.
However, upon closer inspection, one can see that Zhao Leicong's Fleshly Body is gradually shriveling up, and his hair is losing its luster.
"Qi-Exploding Pill? You've got guts! Then let me send you on your final journey!"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the enormous body, which was two zhang tall, disappeared, leaving only a long, resounding sonic boom that lingered for a long time.
"White Tiger Seven-Kill!"
His robes fluttered wildly, his hair and beard billowing in the breeze, Zhao Leicong's eyes were icy as he unleashed his signature Law Technique, "White Tiger Seven-Kill!", which he had cultivated for over a hundred years.
Roar!
A deafening tiger's roar soared into the sky, instantly spreading throughout a large part of the Bianhe Mountain.
On a towering tree in Bianhe Mountain, Yang Tianyou stood on the leaves, tilting his head slightly to observe the battle.
The benefits to the Zhao Household were far less than imagined. With too many monks and too little porridge, in a short period of time, the Zhao Household's Alchemy Chamber, Artifact Refining Pavilion, Formation Talisman Hall, the remaining two Spirit Medicine Gardens, Lineage treasury, and even the Spirit Fields and Spirit Wood on the mountain were all swept away and looted clean.
Yang Tianyou led his team on a flight, but the results were minimal.
Moreover, besides these resources that are on the surface, according to his observation, Zhao Leicong, that cunning old fellow, probably saw that things were not going well and transferred a lot of the Lineage's movable assets in advance.
These overt measures served two purposes: firstly, Zhao Leicong was unsure of the effectiveness of the Yang Household's methods; and secondly, they were intended to satisfy the appetites of the other cultivators.
It sounds ridiculous, but that's the reality—leaving some resources for the enemy to satisfy their hunger.
Zhao Leicong was well aware that if he didn't gain any benefits, these opportunistic scoundrels wouldn't give up easily. The consequence of that would be a significant increase in the danger faced by the clansmen Zhao Household had arranged to hide.
Conversely, if these people receive some benefits, their desire to continue relentlessly pursuing the matter will diminish considerably.
Aside from sworn enemies like the Yang Household Lineage, most other Immortal Dao cultivators wouldn't relentlessly pursue and kill them. After all, leaving a way out for others is a code of conduct followed by many Immortal Dao forces, at least openly.
While demonic Xiu He and Foreign Races don't concern themselves with such matters, they also won't wage war over resources. Ultimately, this is Human Race territory, and although they may be arrogant and domineering, they won't cause too much trouble.
Generally, those who do this, unless they are truly exceptionally strong, will be targeted by the Immortal Dao sects afterward. These cunning demonic Xiu He and Foreign Races would not take such a risk.
To reiterate, for speculators, in today's chaotic and war-torn situation, there are plenty of opportunities to profit, so there's no need to get bogged down in one particular place.