The Fall of Tang Ting

"Boom!"

Under the cover of night, a silver-white Hundred Character Scripture War Chariot flees along a wide street wide enough for ten chariots to travel side by side. Seven ancient, several-meter-long, ghostly beasts pull the chariot, and more than five hundred scripture characters guard it tightly.

Under the attack of the magical artifacts and runes behind him, the scriptures gradually dimmed, and finally, all the defensive forces exploded.

After the tank was damaged, it suddenly overturned.

"Bang! Bang!"

The seven seriously injured experts from the Xue Jian Tang Ting on the vehicle all rolled to the ground, covered in blood. They quickly got up, activated their magical artifacts, and looked around.

Tang Wanqiu was the most seriously injured, her whole body riddled with bloody holes, and her Five-foot longsword was full of nicks and chips, serving as a crutch to support her swaying body.

Within two days, he was severely injured by four masters Phoenix-born Unicorn-young, Yin Suwen, Dragon Hall, and Qi Jin. The various magical energies that had seeped into his body were extremely difficult to refine and were running rampant in his Trace Meridians.

To have survived four top masters in succession and still be alive is an unparalleled achievement.

Unfortunately, the Qianlong Lantern Festival ended in utter defeat. Xue Jian Tang Ting practitioners were routed, and their defeated troops fled in all directions, making it impossible for them to organize any forces to counterattack.

"Swish! Swish..."

Countless demonic shadows flew overhead, all of them with wings.

Led by Yin Suwen, the Demon Race warriors of Yin Mountain either landed on the ground or hovered in mid-air, blocking the retreat route of Tang Wanqiu and her group of seven.

Numerous Demon Cultivator quickly formed an array, completely blocking the long street near the inner city gate.

The six people surrounding Tang Wanqiu all glared angrily, and one of them roared, "Yin Suwen, do you know what you're doing? Your Yin Mountain will not be tolerated in the Northern Territory, and will surely be trampled flat by the iron hooves of the Xue Jian Tang Ting!"

As a disciple of the Demon King and a powerful Inheritor-level of the First Rank Fourth rank in the Northern Territory, Yin Suwen did not take the heavily injured experts of the Northern Territory seriously at all.

He said, "Tuoba Butuo, how could you be so stupid? You still haven't figured out the true nature of the Hidden Qianlong Lantern Festival. My willingness to take action means that the world is about to change, and it will be a huge change."

The main reason for Xue Jian Tang Ting's defeat today is the betrayal and sneak attack by the Demon Race martial artists of the Yin Mountain lineage.

Tang Wanqiu secretly regulated her breathing and gathered her energy, but as soon as her magical energy began to circulate, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The sound of wind breaking came thick and fast as pursuers from the Far West Ash Region surrounded the entire street. Even the rooftops around the street were filled with imposing figures.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Bloodied corpses were thrown onto the street, landing around Tang Wanqiu and her six companions.

They were all martial arts practitioners from the Xue Jian Tang Ting who had scattered and fled. Once captured, they were killed on the spot.

Qi Jin, sword in one hand and the other behind her back, gracefully stepped out from among the martial artists, smiling sweetly, "Young Master Tang, where are you going?"

Tang Wanqiu's eyes were filled with murderous intent. She sneered and remained silent as she looked at the corpse of Tang Chen, the second inheritor of the Xue Jian Tang Ting, on the ground. Her fingers clenched involuntarily.

A hearty laugh rang out from the rooftop, "They must be preparing to escape Qiuzhou City."

"Thinking about escaping now? It's too late!" another voice rang out.

Yin Suwen, "Let's get started. After dealing with them, we still need to rush to the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion. The Zuoqiu Courtyard and the Imperial Court are still two tough nuts to crack."

The seven members of Xue Jian Tang Ting tightened their defensive perimeter, back to back, surveying their enemies. Although their eyes remained resolute, there was a sense of tragic despair about their inevitable demise.

"Whoosh!"

On the city wall not far away, a figure running at high speed suddenly stopped.

Li Weiyi retreated, jumped to the top of the shed on the city wall, and shouted, "Old Tang, what's going on? Do you need help?"

The sudden sound shattered the tense atmosphere on the street below.

Tang Wanqiu, who had been utterly despondent and had already made arrangements with several others to kill the traitor Yin Suwen, even at the cost of their lives, was overjoyed by Li Weiyi's appearance. "Brother Weiyi, how many men did you bring?"

"I'm the only one right now."

Li Weiyi was extremely fast, leaving the swarm of insects far behind, and took this opportunity to wait for them to catch up.

The martial arts practitioners from the Far West Ash Region, who were on high alert, couldn't help but chuckle.

Then, the laughter spread and filled the air.

Qi Jin had been searching for Li Weiyi for many days, thinking he had escaped the city. Now that he had appeared, she naturally wouldn't let him leave, and she cast a glance at Yin Suwen.

Yin Suwen stood below the city gate, his magical energy surging out like an explosion, and a pair of metallic wings unfolded on his back as he soared into the air.

His hands transformed into eagle claws covered in fine metallic scales, unleashing their proud speed as they launched a close-range attack on Li Weiyi.

Seven or eight other Demon Race experts from Yin Mountain flew towards Li Weiyi's various locations, blocking his retreat, releasing their Battle Intent, and unleashing various magical artifacts.

Li Weiyi's body blurred and disappeared from their sight.

"Not good!"

Yin Suwen of Inheritor-level, instantly sensed the danger, but it was too late to react, and Li Weiyi pierced through her protective aura with a single palm strike.

The eagle claws met the attack, and a hundred-word scripture erupted from the battle armor on its body.

"Bang!"

The claws clashed with Li Weiyi's palm strike.

Yin Suwen felt the opponent's force was overwhelming, like a mountain crashing down, and she couldn't maintain her balance, falling towards the ground.

His feet pounded the bluestone street, shattering the stone slabs.

Only then did the pain begin to radiate from his claws and arms.

Before he could circulate his magical energy to recover, a howling wind blew overhead.

Looking up, he saw Li Weiyi's imposing figure, with divine light emanating from beneath his feet, condensing into a Mana Qi Jade Cauldron, as if he were about to crush him like an ant.

Yin Suwen filled with shock. Her magical energy rushed towards her legs, narrowly avoiding the attack. As she retreated rapidly, she quickly activated her ancestral field.

The ancestral field below the navel, the acupoint radiates a bright light, with Spatial Ripples.

"Splash! Splash! Splash!"

The three Hundred Character Scripture Magic Tool, enveloped in magical energy, unleashed their immense power and flew towards Li Weiyi, who was relentlessly pursuing them like a vengeful demon.

Li Weiyi's palms glowed with magical energy. As he followed closely, he struck out three times in succession, sending the three magical artifacts inscribed with the Hundred Character Scripture Magic Tool flying.

He shot forward with a burst of speed, unleashing his fourth palm strike.

The palm strike was like a volcanic eruption, containing a deafening roar. The air first boiled, then exploded.

"Boom!"

Just as Yin Suwen mustered her Battle Intent and thrust out her claws, she was blasted dozens of feet away by a palm strike. Her protective battle armor shattered, and her entire body was enveloped in blood mist as she fell into the crowd of martial artists in the Far West Ash Region.

Unable to maintain its human form, it transformed into its enormous demonic form, a Snow Mountain Silver Feather Eagle.

Its claws were covered in blood, its bones were broken, and it struggled several times but couldn't stand up. In just a few moves, it had been severely injured.

"Boom!"

The seven or eight powerful Demon Race from Yin Mountain, wielding magical artifacts, launched a frenzied attack on Li Weiyi, preventing him from pursuing Yin Suwen.

Li Weiyi used the Pure Void Cicada Chase technique to traverse the ground and several meters into the air, with screams ringing out one after another as chests were pierced, bones were shattered, and wings were torn apart...

Blood splattered, feathers fell.

The sound of corpses falling rang out continuously. Of the seven or eight powerful Demon Race from Yin Mountain, more than half had perished, and the rest were also seriously injured and dying, lying haphazardly in pools of blood.

Li Weiyi, dressed in a Daoist robe, drifted back to the ground like a falling leaf.

Despite the large army surrounding the street, eyeing him menacingly, he stood tall and looked down on everything, his eyes revealing an air of absolute self-importance.

The exchange just now was extremely fast, lasting only a few breaths.

However, the high-end combat power of Yin Mountain was almost completely rendered useless, including a successor who First Rank Fourth the Northern Territory.

The entire hall was silent; everyone was trembling with fear.

Tang Wanqiu, the top expert in the Northern Territory, scrutinized Li Weiyi from head to toe, confirming again and again. "Brother Weiyi, have you always been a top expert of the Five Seas Realm, pretending all this time since before the New Year?"

All the martial artists in the city believed that only Ge Xiantong, Phoenix-born Unicorn-young, Zuoqiu Hong were immune to the combined attacks of the Five Seas Realm martial artists.

Although Li Weiyi's Qi purity is only at the fourth level and his physical body is not Dao Body, his combat strength is clearly still inferior to those three top-tier individuals.

But in Tang Wanqiu's eyes, Li Weiyi already possessed the same demeanor.

Wanyan Xiaose, who controlled a swarm of insects, blinked her beautiful eyes as she gazed at Li Weiyi's handsome and extraordinary figure. Her heart pounded, and she felt a sense of awe and reverence. She said pitifully, "Brother Weiyi, you promised to save me once. Today, it's time for you to pay back!"

"I will always remember the kindness that Sister Wanyan showed me that day."

Li Weiyi turned his gaze to Tang Wanqiu, his brows furrowing. "Brother Tang, how did you get yourself into this state?"

"It's a long story, to put it simply, there's a traitor within our ranks... Sigh, it's embarrassing to even say it... Cough cough... Brother Weiyi, could you possibly help us break through this encirclement? I would be extremely grateful."

Tang Wanqiu bowed with her hands clasped in greeting.

Li Weiyi surveyed the advancing enemies. "Now that I'm here, I'll naturally protect you all. But the rules... Brother Tang, you should still remember them, right?"

Tang Wanqiu nodded with a wry smile, feeling helpless. He had everyone take out their invitations, collected them into a stack, and handed it to Li Weiyi with both hands. He said, "Facts have proven that the true heroes of the world are actually in the South."

The situation outside Qin Garden back then is so similar to that tonight.

Forced into a corner, Li Weiyi shouted, "All the heroes of the world are in the North," and only managed to save himself by presenting Cangli and Hidden Nine's invitations.

Today, everything that was once lost has been taken back.

The martial arts practitioners of Xue Jian Tang Ting had complex and indescribable feelings; times had truly changed.

Tang Wanqiu had no other choice. Injured to such an extent, she had no chance of winning the rewards of the Hidden Qianlong Lantern Festival. She only wanted to lead the few survivors away from Qiuzhou City as soon as possible.

Li Weiyi flipped through the Longevity Pill tickets, Dragon Seed Ticket, and Dragon Bone Ticket inside, putting them all into his spatial bag. He took them with a clear conscience. The reason Tang Wanqiu intervened in the first place was because she saw the Jiu Li Tribe's value and made various conditions, which definitely had an element of taking advantage of their misfortune.

"Li Weiyi, aren't you being a little too confident? I'm still standing right here. Do you really think you can take on a hundred people by yourself?" Qi Jin smiled faintly, a forced smile that revealed a sinister and murderous aura in her eyes.

Behind her, a dozen or so Great Mind Master released spiritual flames from between their brows, activating a box-shaped ghost fire artifact that hovered in mid-air and released a Departed Spirit Army.

On the other side.

Dozens of martial artists at the Five Seas Realm activated a fourth- Hundred Character Scripture Magic Tool, which resembled a book.

Clearly, the combat prowess Li Weiyi had just displayed had put them on their toes, and despite their numerical advantage, they dared not let their guard down.