Redirecting Disaster

"Hold them—"

The Fourth Elder roared. Charging into the fray, he stood at the forefront, his blood aura surging and treasure-light shining around him.

All the Cloud Rising Sect's experts roared in unison. Their blood auras surged, treasure-light flashed, and weapons appeared in their hands as they formed a defensive line.

Dozens of layers of light seemed to overlap, merging into a wall of radiance.

The Flame Ox slammed into the defense with tremendous force, but failed to break through. The Cloud Rising Sect's elders and experts couldn't help but rejoice.

They celebrated too soon. The next moment, they heard a sizzling sound. The lava flowing from the Flame Ox's horns melted two holes through the wall of light.

The defense was breached and weakened. The Flame Ox pushed forward again, and with a bang, the wall of light shattered.

With the defense broken and the vicious Flame Ox right before them, the Cloud Rising Sect's experts felt their scalps prickle.

"Kill!"

The Fourth Elder led the charge, ferocious as could be, wielding his Crescent Moon Spade like a mad demon.

He swung the Crescent Moon Spade, sending waves of cold light slashing toward the Flame Ox.

The other two elders and the rest of the experts refused to back down, too.

They roared, their blood auras surging like waves, blades and swords cutting like the wind, spears and staffs standing like a forest as they attacked the Flame Ox.

The Flame Ox was a treasured beast with a lifespan of nearly four thousand years. Powerful and ferocious, it grew even more savage when faced with so many enemies.

With a roar, it charged at the Fourth Elder and the others. Its horns were like a pair of great blades, hacking, thrusting, and sweeping with over a hundred thousand jin of force.

Even more terrifying was the lava on its horns. A single touch could burn through flesh and straight to the bone. Even a Treasure Mountain body couldn't withstand it.

In just a few exchanges, screams rang out. Several Cloud Rising Sect disciples were killed or wounded, and even the mighty Fourth Elder was tossed aside by the Flame Ox's horns.

"We can't hold it—"

Faced with such a powerful Flame Ox, the Cloud Rising Sect was no match for it. The Fourth Elder and the others began to consider fleeing.

"Fall back—"

At this critical moment, Liu Chengfeng and Jiang Yu returned, their arms full of fist-sized berries. They shouted for the Cloud Rising Sect's experts to retreat.

Then the two of them grabbed the berries and hurled them at the Flame Ox.

Whether or not they hit their target, the berries burst when they landed, releasing a cloud of cold mist.

Liu Chengfeng and Jiang Yu threw more than a dozen berries in one breath. The thick mist quickly enveloped the Flame Ox.

The dense cold mist took effect. The lava on the Flame Ox's horns seemed to be sealed in ice, cooling and beginning to solidify.

The Flame Ox's movements were immediately hampered. It was no longer as agile.

"What are those?"

Seeing the berries work so miraculously, the Fourth Elder and the others were astonished.

"Cold Pulp Berries. They can counter the Flame Ox's molten rock."

There was no need to ask Liu Chengfeng how he knew. By communicating with Celestial Bodies, he had learned the traits, habits, and weaknesses of many exotic beasts.

"How miraculous."

The Fourth Elder and the others were stunned. They had never imagined such a method existed; they knew nothing about the Flame Ox's weaknesses.

How had a newly recruited guest elder like Liu Chengfeng learned all this?

Although the cold mist countered the Flame Ox's molten rock, the beast was furious. It roared and charged toward Liu Chengfeng and the others.

Its speed and strength were clearly much lower than before.

"Bind it!"

Seeing their chance, the Fourth Elder led the others toward the Flame Ox. They all flung Colored Bronze Chains from their hands, looping them around the beast.

The Cold Pulp Berries had weakened the Flame Ox and made it less agile. In the blink of an eye, the Fourth Elder and the others had wrapped it in chain after chain. For the moment, it couldn't break free.

"Hold it down! Don't let it escape."

The tide had turned, and their opportunity had come. The Fourth Elder and the others couldn't help but rejoice. They poured all their strength into firmly pinning down the Flame Ox.

The beast was bound from head to toe, and the biting cold stifled it, leaving it barely able to move.

Seeing their chance, Jiang Yu flicked his hand. A black stone shot through the air toward the Flame Ox's eye.

The Flame Ox shut both eyes. The black stone couldn't pierce them.

Liu Chengfeng roared as well and brought his Red Iron Sword down in a savage slash. It only left a shallow bloodstain on the Flame Ox's body.

"So powerful—"

Jiang Yu couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. With a lifespan of nearly four thousand years, the Flame Ox's flesh was harder than Treasure Mountain.

The Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury could make bones and muscles as hard as iron.

"Flame Ox—what a treasure."

Before the Fourth Elder and the others could kill the Flame Ox, a flying boat came rushing over.

The experts aboard jumped down and surrounded the Fourth Elder's group and the Flame Ox.

"The Ascending Wu Clan."

Leading the Ascending Wu Clan experts surrounding them was the Second Elder.

The Fourth Elder and the others from the Cloud Rising Sect turned pale. A mantis stalked the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

"Brother, finders keepers. The Flame Ox belongs to us."

The Second Elder stared at the Flame Ox, his eyes gleaming with greed.

The true blood of an exotic beast with a four-thousand-year lifespan was an irresistible temptation to them.

"Old Wu, keep dreaming."

"Heh, brother, don't be so quick to talk. You're surrounded on both sides now."

The Wu Clan's Second Elder sneered coldly, his blood aura surging as he prepared to attack.

The Fourth Elder and the others were both shocked and furious. The Flame Ox stood before them, the Ascending Wu Clan behind them. They were caught between two enemies.

At this perilous moment, a bowstring twanged. A golden arrow shot through the air.

A golden arrow streaked over and pierced the Flame Ox's right eye.

The Flame Ox let out a scream. Before the sound had faded, another arrow shot over, splattering blood as it pierced the left eye as well.

A third arrow followed immediately. With a bang, it pierced the Flame Ox's forehead.

Blood gushed everywhere. The Flame Ox gave a mournful cry, then its towering body collapsed to the ground.

The three arrows had flowed together seamlessly, killing the bound Flame Ox in a single stroke.

The lethal might of those three arrows left the Ascending Wu Clan's people shaken.

"Sect Master!"

The Cloud Rising Sect disciples rejoiced. Nangong Renshe had arrived.

Nangong Renshe descended from the sky, holding a treasured bow wreathed in lightning and rumbling with thunder.

"The Ascending Wu Clan dares to plot against our Cloud Rising Sect?"

Nangong Renshe's eyes gleamed with authority, lightning flashing in them.

The Wu Clan's Second Elder and the others felt a chill in their hearts and couldn't help taking several steps back.

Nangong Renshe was far stronger than they were.

"Wretched slave, you'll pay with your life!"

Seeing his chance, Liu Chengfeng shouted and charged at Zhao Jinnian.

Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky, his blood aura surging like a tide as it crashed toward Liu Chengfeng.

Liu Chengfeng was driven back several steps.

"Sect Master Nangong, your Golden Thunder Heart Method is impressive."

The one who had descended was an old man dressed in gray and wearing a pointed hat. He looked like an old shaman burning incense at a temple, and a sinister aura clung to him.

When they saw him, the Ascending Wu Clan's people were overjoyed. Their clan head, Ascending Wu Rong, had arrived.

"Wretched slave, come forth and meet your death."

Liu Chengfeng didn't care about the Ascending Wu Clan. Nothing could stop him from killing Zhao Jinnian.

"Boy, what a big mouth. Do you even know who I am?"

"Even if you were the King of Heaven himself, it wouldn't matter."

"Arrogant brat. You're asking for death."

Ascending Wu Rong's face turned murderous. He gave a cold laugh.

"Brother Wu Rong, do you really think so little of me?"

Ascending Wu Rong was about to act, but Nangong Renshe already had an arrow nocked. Ascending Wu Rong's expression darkened.

For a moment, the Ascending Wu Clan and the Cloud Rising Sect stood on the verge of battle.

The two sects were the most powerful forces in the Qiuchi Kingdom, evenly matched.

Just as the two sides were about to clash, a rumble rolled through the air. A giant warship came speeding across the sky.

One powerful expert after another stood aboard the giant warship, their blood auras immense and their presence imposing.

The Grandmaster Mansion, the Qiuchi Kingdom's guardian and its strongest military force, was loyal to the royal family.

"Are the Ascending Wu Clan and the Cloud Rising Sect about to fight?"

A voice rang out from the giant warship, brimming with menace. It belonged to a young man.

"Young Master Ye, this isn't a fight between our Wu Clan and the Cloud Rising Sect. The Cloud Rising Sect intends to kill Villa Master Zhao, and we are merely fulfilling our duty to protect him."

The Ascending Wu Clan couldn't admit they coveted the beast's true blood.

"Young Master, my son Zhao Tian once had the honor of meeting you when the Ancient Kingdom arrived."

The fact that the other man knew Zhao Jinnian filled him with even greater joy.

"So it's Villa Master Zhao."

Back when Zhao Tian had been taken away by the Ancient Kingdom Court, the Grandmaster Mansion had also been there.

"To be frank, Young Master Ye, Young Master Zhao has already been sent to the Divine Dynasty, not the Royal Court."

"That's right. My son sent word that he has entered the Divine Dynasty and will soon pay his respects to the Heavenly God."

Having said this, Zhao Jinnian stood even straighter. His gaze grew almost brazen.

"My son Zhao Tian has the makings of a god."

He had once been no more than a servant, a minor nobody. Now, he had risen to prominence on his son's coattails.

Everyone present was shaken to the core. How many people in the world could meet a Heavenly God? If that was true, then Zhao Tian's future was limitless.

"Sect Master Nangong, let's put this matter to rest."

The Grandmaster Mansion's people wanted to play peacemaker. After all, Zhao Tian might become a god in the future.

That left Nangong Renshe in a difficult position.

"He was my household's wretched slave. Not even a god could stop me from killing him."

Liu Chengfeng didn't care about any of that. Nothing could shake his resolve to kill Zhao Jinnian.

"Wretched slave, die!"

Without another word, Liu Chengfeng drew his sword and moved to kill Zhao Jinnian.

"How dare you—"

The Ascending Wu Clan and the Grandmaster Mansion were both incensed. Two powerful auras pressed down on Liu Chengfeng.

Liu Chengfeng had already acted. In his mind, the Celestial Body opened, Heaven's Mound turned, and the Sky Eye fixed firmly on the other two treasured beasts.

"Cowards! Come and get me if you've got the guts!"

In his mind, he let out a loud challenge to the two beasts.

A wave of force pressed down on Liu Chengfeng. A treasured beast twenty or thirty meters tall descended from the sky, roaring furiously at him.

It was a Corpse Jackal, a treasured beast with a lifespan of nearly four thousand years. It fed on carrion, and corpse poison seeped from its mouth.

This was one of the three treasured beasts that had attacked Ah Yuan alongside the Flame Ox.

This was exactly the opportunity Liu Chengfeng wanted. His blood aura erupted as he charged into the Wu Clan's ranks, heading straight for Zhao Jinnian.

The Corpse Jackal was already enraged by Liu Chengfeng's provocation. With a roar, it charged after him, its towering body barreling into the Wu Clan's ranks.

"Damn you!"

Ascending Wu Rong and the others couldn't help cursing. Liu Chengfeng had redirected the disaster onto them.

A treasured beast with a four-thousand-year lifespan had charged into their midst, throwing them into chaos. Some experts stumbled back in fright, their faces pale.

Ascending Wu Rong let out an angry roar and led the Second Elder and the others into battle against the Corpse Jackal.

"Slave, die!"

Liu Chengfeng swept forward like a gale and reached Zhao Jinnian. His sword came down in a violent slash, blood aura surging as he cut toward Zhao Jinnian.

Zhao Jinnian, who had been so proud and imposing just moments ago, was so frightened that he raised his hammer to meet the blow. His presence was already far weaker than Liu Chengfeng's—how could he possibly be a match?

Liu Chengfeng sent him flying with a single sword strike. Zhao Jinnian spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How dare you—"

Young Master Ye aboard the giant warship was also enraged by Liu Chengfeng. He didn't even show himself before unleashing a crushing pressure on Liu Chengfeng.

Nangong Renshe's expression changed, and he intervened to help.

Just then, the earth rumbled and sand and stones flew. A twenty- or thirty-meter-long Rolling Earth Dragon burst from underground, roaring as it pounced on Liu Chengfeng.

It was another of the three treasured beasts that had attacked Ah Yuan. With a lifespan of nearly four thousand years, it too had been enraged and summoned by Liu Chengfeng.

The Rolling Earth Dragon roared, charging to devour Liu Chengfeng.

Liu Chengfeng spun around and headed straight for the giant warship.

"Damn it—"

He had redirected the disaster again. Faced with the charging Rolling Earth Dragon, the Grandmaster Mansion's people were furious, too.

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