Chapter 214 - Arc 13: Wild Beast Plains | 214: Clay Chickens and Pottery Dogs

Chapter 214 - Arc 13: Wild Beast Plains | Chapter 214: Clay Chickens and Pottery Dogs

Translator: Lynn

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Only a raspy voice resonated, proclaiming, “Indeed, as expected of Killing Sword Yun Lie, showcasing extraordinary potential.”

Another voice echoed in unison, declaring, “Even so, you can’t escape.”

Several more voices followed suit, identical in tone and content.

“Such talent is a waste.”

“Your unruly behavior brought this upon yourself.”

“Refusing to give a face to others ensures that no one will give you face.”

“This is solely your fault. Offend, and don’t blame the offended...”

“Deserve to die!”

“You are destined to meet your end here today...”

These words repeated like echoes in an empty valley, weaving in and out, appearing both real and illusory.

They seemed to originate from a single speaker yet carried a mysterious ambiguity. The sounds reverberated, penetrating the ears and unsettling the hearts of those who heard them.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—”

After a series of sounds, eight figures clad in green garments materialized before the resolute swordsman. The color of their attire blended seamlessly with the surrounding weeds, creating an impression of unity with the wasteland.

These were eight Golden Core cultivators, each standing at the pinnacle of the late Golden Core stage. Their cultivation bases were poised at the peak of the golden core stage, only a step away from transcending to the Nascent Soul stage and attaining the esteemed status of elders.

Despite the elusive nature of this step, they remained the most formidable masters in the Golden Core stage.

Their mission was clear: eliminate Yun Lie, an individual who had recently leaped to prominence as the top figure below Nascent Soul at the early stage of Golden Core. Yun Lie’s mastery of the sword was exceptional, making him a formidable adversary.

While Yun Lie had indeed vanquished fifty golden core cultivators, none of them were genuine masters. The eight before him were distinct, possessing solid foundations and overflowing cultivation powers that seemed capable of rending the sky.

Yun Lie maintained an unchanging expression and declared in a cold tone, “Hiding behind disguises, harboring evil intentions—even if we share a lineage, you deserves death.” With that, an aura of murderous intent enveloped him, leaving little room for further discourse.

The eight men in green were taken aback. Not only had they altered their appearances with Yi Rong Pill, but they had also matched their voices perfectly. How had Killing Sword Yunlie discerned their true identities so easily? Nonetheless, they quickly dismissed these thoughts. Regardless of the circumstances, their primary goal was to eliminate Yun Lie. His insights were inconsequential; he was fated to meet his demise today.

In an instant, one of the green-clad men reached out, wielding a colossal palm that descended from above Yun Lie’s head.

The remaining seven reacted swiftly, launching simultaneous strikes to encircle Yun Lie. Their collective force, overwhelming and suffocating, pressed in from all sides, aiming to obliterate him on the spot.

Amidst the suffocating pressure, a slender opening appeared between Yun Lie’s eyebrows.

The golden giant sword ascended into the sky, piercing through the uppermost giant palm with a single stroke!

With a sweep of Yun Lie’s sleeves, all the pressure in the sky dissipated, leaving him standing alone in quiet contemplation.

After a moment of reflection, he headed in another direction.

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Furrowing his brow, Xu Ziqing directed his gaze in that direction.

The three Foundation Establishment cultivators, lacking his level of vigilance, inquired upon seeing his reaction, “Senior, what’s the matter?”

Raising his hand, Xu Ziqing halted the trio’s inquiries.

Before him stood four cultivators dressed in black attire and masks. Recognizing the concealment of identity through the masks and sensing their malevolent intentions, Xu Ziqing quickly grasped that the visitors were harboring ill will.

The question lingered: was this animosity directed at him or at the three individuals he had just rescued?

In the next moment, clarity dawned.

Among them, the tallest male cultivator declared, “Finally found you, and our search hasn’t been in vain.”

The target of his address was Xu Ziqing.

The three Foundation Establishment cultivators, observing this, grew anxious.

Being quite knowledgeable themselves, they discerned the formidable aura emanating from these four figures, realizing the formidable odds against them.

What heightened their dismay was the realization that the might exhibited by the seniors they knew was comparable to just one of these four individuals.

Could it be that their escape from the beast’s clutches had led them into a new predicament?

Xu Ziqing’s gaze darkened. “I’ve never harbored enmity with anyone. Perhaps you’ve mistaken me for someone else.”

The man chuckled. “No need to test it. Don’t you know if you have enemies?”

A sudden realization struck Xu Ziqing. He had frequented the broader world multiple times, and if he had an adversary, it could only be the Jile Peak’s Patriarch. He had always been on guard, anticipating an eventual confrontation with someone from the peak. Now, being discovered was within expectations. Reflecting on it, even if he and his senior brothers had come to cultivate, succumbing to the wild beast plain wouldn’t be unusual.

After a moment’s contemplation, Xu Ziqing added, “While your cultivation surpasses mine, it pales in comparison to my Shixiong’s. If you’ve come to corner me, aren’t you afraid my Shixiong will annihilate you?”

Glancing at each other, the shortest one couldn’t withhold a sneer. “Forget your Shixiong. Since we’ve come to surround and eliminate you, we won’t leave any openings. You might as well meet your demise willingly and catch up with your Shixiong on the road to the afterlife.”

Feigning disdain, Xu Ziqing retorted, “My Shixiong is the top individual below Nascent Soul. Even if you send assassins, they won’t match up to him.”

“At the late stage of Golden Core, can’t you defeat an early Golden Core cultivator?”

The words of the four suggested Xu Ziqing was already ensnared. Unperturbed by these remarks, Xu Ziqing learned of Jile Peak’s plot to eliminate their senior brothers.

Facing the peak of late-stage Golden Core, Xu Ziqing felt a twinge of anxiety. However, with the three individuals in front of him yet to be dealt with and three burdens behind him, it wasn’t the time for extensive contemplation. As he adjusted his perspective, he resolved to himself: with his senior brother’s capabilities, escape might not be an impossible feat.

Observing Xu Ziqing confront the quartet, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators involuntarily took a few steps backward.

Their spiritual senses transmitted their voice.

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