Chapter 72: Pushover

Chapter 72: Pushover

Nearly a hundred cultivators surrounded the City Lord's Mansion in the center of Eight Trigrams City. These cultivators engaged in fierce combat, and their thunderous roars shook the ground.

Flashy beams of light and rainbow lightning streaked through the air, spilling fresh blood. Tall figures collapsed into pools of blood one after another.

The thick scent of blood permeated the air around the City Lord's Mansion. The stone tiles resembling white jade were stained red with blood.

The bodies of the fallen, flesh and garments and all, slowly melted away.

Everyone seemed to know that Eight Trigrams City would eventually swallow up the deceased, but nobody paid it any heed.

Standing on the edge of the plaza, Pang Jian impassively observed his surroundings. He mentally transformed the chaotic battlefield into a three-dimensional map and imprinted it deeply in his mind.

A total of eight streets led to the center of the city. A girl clad in white stood at the second intersection to his left.

The girl stood at the edge of the plaza like them. Her gaze was calm and serene as if she knew the darkness behind her would not spill into the plaza.

Pang Jian shifted his attention to his right. for new novels

Both the first and second intersections on his right were deserted.

However, as Pang Jian gazed at the second intersection on the right, a sense of unease and foreboding gripped him.

Studying the intersection more carefully, he noticed that the darkness there was different from that of the other intersections.

At the other intersections, the darkness remained stagnant, but at the second intersection to his right, the darkness remained in a constant state of agitation.

It was as if something lurked within the darkness.

That something seemed to have concealed itself in the endless darkness, standing at the intersection as it observed the battles around the City Lord's Mansion.

"There's something there," Pang Jian said, pointing at the intersection.

Following the direction of his pointing, Zhou Qingchen and the others saw that the darkness at that particular intersection was distinctly different from the rest.

Despite losing half of her left arm, Jiang Li still exuded an elegant demeanor. However, the elegance gave way to gripping fear once they arrived at the city center, and seeing the agitated darkness at that intersection only heightened her sense of dread and apprehension.

Nevertheless, she waved cordially at the white-clad girl and asked, "Little girl, are you alone? Would you like to join us?"

The veiled girl shook her head in disinterest.

Zhou Qingchen did not mind that Jiang Li's kind invitation had been refused and he decided to warn the girl, "There's something unusual in the darkness at the intersection across from you. Be careful."

A hint of alarm flashed in the girl's eyes at Zhou Qingchen's words.

The Lord's Manor occupied a sizable space in the center of the plaza. The intersection where the girl stood and the intersection with unusual activity in the darkness were separated by the City Lord's Mansion.

The girl was directly opposite that intersection, the City Lord's Mansion loomed between them, obstructing her view and preventing her from seeing the strange activity in the darkness ahead.

After receiving Zhou Qingchen's warning, the girl muttered to herself as she walked along the wall on the left side, avoiding Pang Jian's group to take a look for herself.

"Senior Sister Jiang, your kindness knows no bounds." Zhou Qingchen's eyes held a trace of heartache as he looked at Jiang Li. He did not blame her for her kindness and offered some comforting words. "That girl dares to explore this city without a hint of panic in her eyes. This means she has confidence in herself. If compare that to Su Meng, who is of similar age to the girl..."

Jiang Li turned her head to see Su Meng utterly overwhelmed by the brutal scenes unfolding before her. She was too consumed by fear to pay attention to her surroundings.

Su Meng recoiled at the sound of her name. Casting a bewildered gaze at everyone present, she asked, "Why? Why must they resort to such slaughter?"

This cultivator had been in fierce combat outside the City Lord's Mansion for quite some time. His body was covered with cuts and bruises.

If the fighting persisted, he could very well end up as one of the corpses trampled beneath everyone's feet.

He was keenly aware that this terrifying bloodshot would only end once the barrier within the City Lord's Mansion was lifted and the extraordinary treasures were revealed.

Only then did he have a chance to survive.

In the chaos of battle, those who knew they could not hold out for much longer found a glimmer of hope upon hearing his words.

"He's right!"

Some people glanced at the lounging Li Jie. Fear filled their eyes and they instantly abandoned their plans.

They had previously suffered at the hands of Li Jie and were now afraid to provoke him.

"We must kill that man as brutally as possible, or only trouble will follow," Luo Hongyan advised. "Any display of weakness will make us seem like pushovers. If that happens, more and more people will try to kill us to reach the required threshold as soon as possible."

Pang Jian and the rest felt a chill run down their spine.

Pang Jian, Zhou Qingchen, and Han Duping's eyes flashed with strong killing intent, no longer concealing their murderous aura.

They knew Luo Hongyan was right.

The cultivators fighting outside the City Lord's Mansion would only be deterred once the unidentified cultivator met a swift and brutal demise.

"Young Zhou, don't hold back. Whatever you do, don't show mercy!" Han Duping said gravely.

Zhou Qingchen nodded resolutely.

Jiang Li gritted her teeth. She also wanted to join the battle.

"Senior Sister Jiang, stay here! Your left hand is severely injured, and you haven't adapted to the new fighting style yet. Don't make trouble for us!" Zhou Qingchen solemnly warned Jiang Li. This was the first time he addressed Jiang Li with a less-than-favorable expression.

With that said, Zhou Qingchen boldly took the lead, brandishing his cold iron long saber as he stepped forward.

As he advanced, he took out his Heartguard Mirror and placed it on his chest. His unarmed left hand was encased in a black iron glove adorned with menacing spikes.

Jiang Li wanted to speak out, but Luo Hongyan interrupted her with a gentle hand on her shoulder. She whispered, "Listen to him. He's not all bad. When you're around, he actually shows his manly side."

"Pang Jian, do you have any good ideas?" Han Duping asked.

Pang Jian shook his head.

The plaza was open and had no cover. It was impossible to plan for this kind of battle.

Zhou Qingchen charged fiercely at his opponent. When he was only a few meters away, he halted and tossed a packet of poison powder into the air.

Boom!

A mist of poisonous powder scattered above the man's head, enveloping his entire body.

"Damn it!" The man hastily closed his eyes as he cursed furiously.

Han Duping was preparing to charge forward, only to freeze in astonishment at the sight of the poisonous cloud.

Pang Jian was also shocked.