Chapter 352: Disorienting Sandstorm Formation

Chapter 352: Disorienting Sandstorm Formation

In a hall within the city of Tianwu, Xiang Shaoyin and Xiang Shaoyang were engaging in discussion.

"Where's Xiao Nanfeng now?" Xiang Shaoyang asked.

"He's strolling through the city. Wherever he goes, the common people gape at him. He's really treating the city as if it were his own," Xiang Shaoyin commented.

"It's a pity that Mr. Wen had to leave on urgent business, or we would be able to ask for his advice," Xiang Shaoyang said, frowning.

"We can't rely on Mr. Wen for everything, can we? Brother, how do you think we should deal with Xiao Nanfeng?" Xiang Shaoyin asked.

"Killing him won't work. He has another body unaccounted for. If we kill this body of his, we'd simply be starting a needless conflict between Taiwu and Dazheng. Nalan Qiankun would only benefit as a result." Xiang Shaoyang frowned.

"He's certain we don't dare to attack him. That's what gave him the confidence to come to Tianwu alone," Xiang Shaoyin surmised.

"I doubt Xiao Nanfeng came alone. His subordinates must be hidden nearby, awaiting his orders. He's trying to take advantage of us to whittle down both our Immortals and the Tianshu Immortals. We certainly can't let his plan succeed," Xiang Shaoyang said.

"What should we do, then? Not agree to his request?" Xiang Shaoyin asked.

"Why not? We'll agree but not strike. If he wants to be bait, then let him be bait. Once he lures out the Tianshu Immortals, he can deal with them himself. We'll sit back and wait," Xiang Shaoyang replied.

"You're right, Brother!" Xiang Shaoyin's eyes lit up.

"This time, however, you need to make sure to resist the temptation to get involved. Don't fall for a trap like last time," Xiang Shaoyang warned.

"Yes, Brother!" Xiang Shaoyin nodded.

Outside Tianwu, in a rugged patch of forest, Nalan Qiankun lay in wait, hands clasped behind his back. He stared at Tianwu expectantly, planning for what lay ahead.

Beside him stood Cui Haitang, who was staring malevolently at the watchtower by the city.

"Husband, Xiao Nanfeng really has gone to Tianwu as an ambassador. We can't let him leave unscathed," Cui Haitang gritted out.

"Mr. Wen said that Xiao Nanfeng is here at Tianwu in order to take advantage of our desire for vengeance. He's luring us here and allying with the Xiang clan in an attempt to get rid of us in one fell swoop," Nalan Qiankun said.

"What?" Cui Haitang blanched.

"This possibility is worth considering. Not only that, Xiao Nanfeng has an avatar. I'm worried that he would take advantage of the chaos here to attack the Tianshu capital," Nalan Qiankun said.

"He wouldn't dare!" Cui Haitang exclaimed, frowning. "The Tianshu capital is well fortified."

"It's easy enough to wreak wanton destruction," Nalan Qiankun reminded his consort. "He has a relic known as the Immortal's Destruction, which allows him to rapidly excavate a draconic vein from underground. If he brings a group of Immortals to the Tianshu capital and excavates the draconic vein under our capital while blocking off our guards, that would be a tremendous blow."

"No wonder you left your avatar at the capital, Husband," Cui Haitang replied.

"The Xiang clan is what we have to be worried about. Fortunately, Father-in-Law is here to help us."

"Husband, aren't we going to take revenge on Xiao Nanfeng?" Cui Haitang frowned.

"Xiao Nanfeng is allied with the Xiang clan. We can't just go for Xiao Nanfeng at the moment. The Xiang Immortals will surely strike. Rather than reacting to their presence passively, why don't we take them down in one fell swoop, too? We may be able to take down the Xiangs right now, right here."

"As you will. Show yourselves, Xiang Immortals!" Xiao Nanfeng shouted.

Cui Haitang and her group tensed up as they stared warily at their surroundings.

By the far border of the desert, Xiang Shaoyin and his group of cultivators lay hidden within a forest. He smirked disdainfully at Xiao Nanfeng. He had no intention of showing himself.

"Xiang Immortals? What are you waiting for? Take down Cui Haitang and threaten Nalan Qiankun!" Xiao Nanfeng urged.

Their surroundings remained silent.

Cui Haitang smiled. "This is your so-called ambush?"

Xiao Nanfeng ignored Cui Haitang's taunts as he continued shouting, "Xiang Shaoyin, do you really intend to wait until Cui Haitang and I start fighting each other so you can finish both of us off?"

Unfortunately, Xiang Shaoyin and the others remained hidden.

"Looks like you've been betrayed," Cui Haitang said breezily.

"Cui Haitang, you've been surrounded. The Xiang Immortals are lying in wait. If you dare strike me down, they'll surely launch a sneak attack on you from behind," Xiao Nanfeng warned.

"As long as I can avenge my sons, it doesn't matter. I want you to die. I care little for the Xiang Immortals. If they dare strike me, my husband will take them down."

Xiao Nanfeng appeared to be enraged. "Xiang Immortals, you'll suffer retribution for destroying this alliance between us!"

With a wave of his hand, he sent clouds of sand into the air to obscure the cultivators' vision. He fled deep into the desert.

"Don't let him run. Catch him! I want him to die from a thousand cuts. I'll sacrifice his head to my sons so they can rest in peace!" Cui Haitang shouted.

"Understood!" Cui Haitang's Immortals shot toward Xiao Nanfeng.

"Die!" the Immortal at the forefront shouted.

Xiao Nanfeng flashed away from sight, dodging the blow. The sword technique sent even more sand into the air, which surged into the sky and covered up even the sun. A huge sandstorm seemed to be brewing over the horizon.

"Such a large sandstorm—something's wrong!" a cultivator cried out.

"This must be the Disorienting Sandstorm Formation. Xiao Nanfeng, do you intend to trap us with this formation?" Cui Haitang demanded.

"Your Majesty, have we fallen for Xiao Nanfeng's trap?" one cultivator asked.

"This formation runs on draconic aether. It doesn't have any offensive capabilities at all, and it only disrupts our vision. Once that aether runs out, the formation will dissipate—and the aether upkeep is tremendous. He must be a fool," Cui Haitang criticized disdainfully.

"Why have the skies suddenly darkened?!" one cultivator shouted.

"Isn't it normal?" another cultivator replied. "The sandstorm's covering up the sun."

"No—there are dark clouds above the sandstorm, tribulatory clouds! Xiao Nanfeng's about to undergo a tribulation. This formation might not have offensive capabilities, but it can trap us here. Xiao Nanfeng's going to make us undergo the tribulation with him!" an Immortal cried out.

"A tribulation?!" the cultivators exclaimed.