Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Where is she?”
That elder looked coldly at another martial artist and chided, “Hurry up and bring her here! Do you want Young Master Gu to die?”
“Yes, yes, yes!”
That martial artist immediately sped away while Jiang Yi and Qi Qingchen exchanged glances. The two weren’t going to be that careless this time as Qi Qingchen’s divine senses subtly locked onto this person to track his every move.
This person ran towards the castles behind the City Lord Manor and entered a huge one. After he entered, he did not come out again. They waited for ten minutes, and when Jiang Yi saw that no one had emerged, he glanced at the elder and said coldly, “You dare to trick me?”
“Jiang Yi, don’t act rashly!” The elder hurriedly gestured and said, “I will personally take a look.”
That elder flew over as Jiang Yi could only continue waiting. However, after waiting for another five minutes, that elder also did not return. Jiang Yi was instantly enraged. He roared, “If I do not see her in five minutes, bear the consequences.”
There was dead silence; many formidable martial artists’ faces were filled with rage but did not dare to act recklessly. The White River King was not around while their great young master had been held hostage. If they acted and Bai Digu died, who would be responsible?
Five minutes later, that elder appeared punctually. However, he did not bring Mystic Thearch’s wife along. Instead, he said abashedly, “Jiang Yi, the Mystic Thearch’s wife is severely wounded; we are trying our best to save her. Please wait for a while and once she has been stabilized, we will bring her over!”
“Do you really think I’m an idiot?”
If Jiang Yi still believed their lies now, he was an idiot. The Bai Clan was obviously trying to delay things and wait for White River King’s return.
“Die!”
Jiang Yi could not bear being cheated so many times in a row. His Fire Dragon Sword raised high as he hacked at Bai Digu’s head.
This attack was extremely powerful. Although Bai Digu wore supreme-grade divine artifact battle armor, his head cracked. As the Fire Dragon Sword continued hacking—after a few attacks, Bai Digu’s head was smashed into pieces.
“Sword Emanations Race, rush towards the north; whoever dares to block the way, kill them!”
Jiang Yi howled as tens of thousands of Sword Emanations Race beings started to charge towards the north. Jiang Yi’s howl had reverberated and caused piercing pain in many people’s eardrums. The Bai Clan formidable martial artists to the north instinctively started to formulate a defense. All sorts of mystical abilities and secret arts shot out at the Sword Emanations Race beings. The Bai Clan formidable martial artists were rather powerful; in a moment, more than a thousand Sword Emanations Race beings had been destroyed.
Clang-clang!
Jiang Yi’s guqin appeared as he furiously strung one of the strings and guqin music exploded out. The situation was immediately turned about as many of the Bai Clan clansmen were affected by it and were slaughtered.
“Jiang Yi, you are courting death!”
“Qi Qingchen, this matter is between the Bai Clan and Jiang Yi; please do not intervene. If not, the Bai Clan would have no choice but to declare war on the Qi Clan.”
“All are to attack! Kill Jiang Yi!”
“Kill! Kill! Kill!”
In a few blinks of the eye, more than a thousand Bai Clan clansmen were killed. The seven Bai Clan elders that could rival Ren Tianfan were not that affected by the guqin music as they shouted out in fury and rushed at Jiang Yi.
“Hmph!”
Qi Qingchen snorted and was just about to attack. However, Jiang Yi looked back at her and said, “Qingchen, this matter is not your concern; step back!”
“Step back?!”
Qi Qingchen’s face changed; she knew what Jiang Yi was going to do as she hurriedly flew backward and took out a fire-repelling pearl. She fearfully sent a voice transmission: “Jiang Yi, do not go overboard. If you do this, tens of millions of people in White River City would perish; the Mystic Thearch’s wife could also die.”
Buzz!
A six-colored glow had already lit up in Jiang Yi’s hand. Hearing Qi Qingchen’s last sentence, Jiang Yi hurriedly kept it again. As he hesitated, seven shooting stars slammed forward. Although Jiang Yi’s reaction was very fast as he twisted and turned in midair, he was still struck by two of them.
Boom!
Jiang Yi was heavily slammed into a castle as it crashed and collapsed. The seven formidable martial artists transformed into seven streaks of red light as they shot into the ruins and wanted to kill Jiang Yi.
“Ah—”
They had just gotten close to the ruins when all seven cried out in fury and retreated frantically in fear.
A horrifyingly high temperature started to spread from the castle ruins. In the vicinity, everyone including Qi Qingchen could feel a terrifying sense of heat pulsing over them.
Fortunately, this heat then vanished the next moment. If it continued, countless people would have to die. Jiang Yi had actually only allowed the six-colored flames to appear for a second before immediately keeping it. If he had unleashed it fully, many would have been burned to death.
White-jade armor appeared on Jiang Yi as its divine light glistened. The few attacks had not injured him at all. Jiang Yi flew into midair as his zither music continued to ring out, suppressing the majority of the Bai Clan clansmen.
The Sword Emanations Race beings did not care about anything except following Jiang Yi’s instructions: they killed anyone that dared to stop them. With the guqin music suppressing the tens of thousands of soldiers gathered above the city plaza, no one could move. Even the Bai Clan God Thearch formidable martial artists could not move; they were slaughtered by the Sword Emanations Race beings.
“Jiang Yi, stop!”
The seven most powerful formidable martial artists roared as they kept on sending out shooting star attacks, sending Jiang Yi crashing over and over. However, Jiang Yi had Primitive Spiritual Treasure battle armor; and if they didn’t get closer, they weren’t going to be able to damage him significantly.
Get closer?
Who dared to get closer?
The burning flames that had emerged in Jiang Yi’s hand had scared them witless; all of them had thought they were done for at that moment. The most respected elder saw that if things continued to deteriorate, more and more Bai Clan clansmen would die as he hurriedly shouted, “Jiang Yi, stop the killing! If you kill more people, I will ask someone to kill that woman.”
“Kill her then!”
Jiang Yi smiled mockingly, “If Mystic Thearch’s wife perishes and if even one member of the Bai Clan survives, I will write my name from back to front1. Once my Prairie Flames are unleashed, White River City would become a dead city!”
“Prairie Flames?” Ss, ss…
The seven elders sucked in cold breaths as one of them hurriedly yelled, “Alright, stop attacking, Jiang Yi. We will release her, we will release her!”
Jiang Yi still did not stop as he continued to play his guqin. He said coldly, “I will stop only when I see her; the choice is in your hands.”
Swish! Swish!
One of the seven hurriedly shot towards that castle and soon, a beautiful lady covered in blood appeared. He shouted, “Jiang Yi, she is here; stop!”
The guqin music finally halted, and the Sword Emanations Race beings stopped their massacre. Countless men woke up, astonished as they saw the collapsed castles around them; and the city plaza littered with corpses and broken limbs. Everyone’s expressions changed.
Jiang Yi looked at Qi Qingchen far away as the latter hurriedly released Xuan Guo’er out. Xuan Guo’er looked over and cried, “Mom, mom…”
Buzz!
At this moment, a huge Teleportation Formation in the city plaza lit up. Jiang Yi had a feeling that things were going to go south as he hurriedly flew to the north and wanted to grab Mystic Thearch’s wife. However, the six other formidable martial artists moved at the same time as they blocked Jiang Yi.
A six-colored flame lit up in Jiang Yi’s hands as his gaze was cold as steel. He shouted, “Scram—”
“Hmph!”
Just as Jiang Yi was about to unleash the burning flames, a powerful snort rang out and sent waves of pain into Jiang Yi’s soul spirit. Jiang Yi hurriedly looked towards that Teleportation Formation as he saw three familiar faces.
The White River King, the Heaven Desert King, and the Yellow Lion King had come.
