Book 11: Chapter 25: Vanished
In just a dozen or so breaths of time, three individuals were already standing next to this Great Mang female cultivatorâs corpse.
One was a forty something middle-aged, gloomy expressioned, green gowned man. The wide sleeves of his gown were completely made from metal threads. The purple petal-like decorative streaks didnât seem like decorative motifs, but rather like streaks of runes, flickering with a type of luster similar to ceramic and metal.
Of the other two, one was a young Great Mang officer dressed in dark red chain mail armor, on his back were two chain spears. His faceâs lines were sharp, as if sculpted by a blade, full of killing intent.
The other was a tall man who had a snow-white complexion, his appearance extremely feminine. In addition to the red thick robes he wore, he also wore a circular and sharp tall hat, his appearance quite similar to a priest who didnât see much sunlight all year round.
With just a glance at this Great Mang female cultivatorâs broken arm and crushed throat, this snow-white faced, priest-like man said with an ice-cold voice, âA cultivator who is at least a State Knight. Both of you are to search together.â
When his voice sounded, this priest-like man already instantly left behind a streak of red afterimages. He jumped into the rear side room of the courtyard. With an explosive pa sound, he instantly shattered the window, rushing out.
âHis cultivation is only a bit higher than ours, yet he puts on this type of superior appearance, giving us ordersâŠâ The young Great Mang officer with the two spears on his back couldnât help but say this with a frown.
Before he even finished his sentence, he was cut off unhappily by the grim faced middle-aged man on the side. âSir Tie, when facing an enemy attack, it is best if we donât speak these types of words for now. Moreover, you know that he isnât this arrogant purely because of his status.â
The young Great Mang officerâs face became cold. As soon as they stopped talking, they heard continuous ka ka ka sounds from the distant roof.
This noise was clearly that of an individual who, because he was in a rush, accidentally smashed some tiles to pieces. Then, because of their impatience, they couldnât control their strength and footing, thus continuously trampling several more tiles.
The twoâs expressions changed. Their figures immediately rushed out as if they were launched by a catapult. They stepped on the courtyard walls of the other residences one after another, the two both passing a courtyard with each step, the only difference being that the middle-aged grim faced manâs figure was more graceful, while the young Great Mang officer greatly preserved his soul force, mostly using his own bodyâs strength. As a result, each step from him produced loud noises and caused blasts of earth and rubble, extremely explosive.
Suddenly, the expressions of both of these Great Mang cultivators froze.
This was especially the case for the rather domineering Great Mang young officer, his eyes producing a bit of fear.
It was because right at this time, a red figure swept past their sides with a gust of crazy winds, instantly overtaking them.
This red figure that overtook them was precisely the priest-like red robed man.
The direction this red robed man previously searched was clearly wrong, so he instead rushed in this direction. However, despite doing this, he still quickly overtook these two.
The red robes of This priest-like man who was currently rushing past a house above an alley actually flowed extremely smoothly, like a waterfall behind him, just like when he stood calmly normally, not disorderly at all. It was full of a dignified, mysterious and divine type of feeling.
Right now, several hundred Great Mang soldiers already quickly rushed towards the place where the noise came from. Many of them also saw this red robed priest who seemed to be frozen in midair, their eyes all revealing expressions of respect and fear.
On this priest-like manâs tall hat and the red robes he wore, were flame and magma-like symbols. In Great Mang, this represented Purgatory Mountain Emissaries.
In Great Mang, Purgatory Mountainâs emissaries and elders were precisely the symbol of power and transcendence.
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The red robed Purgatory Mountain emissaryâs body was perfectly straight. Even while rushing past roofs, it still looked as if he was just walking on a main hallâs smooth floor. His figure didnât move up or down, waves of powerful aura carrying heat continuously poured out from his spacious red sleeves, propelling his body forward.
He was now less than twenty steps from where the noise sounded.
Right at this time, several extremely fine black lines suddenly appeared in the world before this Purgatory Mountain Emissaryâs eyes.
These black lines were extremely fine. In the dim light of night before daybreak, ordinary people couldnât see them at all, not unless their eyes were right in front of these black lines. Even if it was this red robed Purgatory Mountain Emissary, he only noticed these extremely fine black lines when he was only a few feet from them.
The red robed Purgatory Mountain Emissaryâs snow-white face changed greatly, a hint of bluish-gray color emerging on his skin.
In this extremely short amount of time, he couldnât even jump to evade. It was because there were two black lines that intersected right above his head.
Boom!
In that instant, this Purgatory Mountain Emissaryâs sleeves swept out as if they were alive, fiercely striking against the black threads in front of him.
With a zheng noise, several black threads were snapped by his strike. However, the roof beneath this Purgatory Mountain Emissary couldnât bear this type of tremendous force, coming crashing down.
An expression of anger was just about to appear on this Purgatory Mountain emissaryâs face, but then in the next instant, his eyes couldnât help but become filled with shock and horror.
Beneath the collapsed roof, within the even darker room below, there were also several criss-crossed black lines.
Chi! Chi!
Two threads cut through his red gown, embedding into his right leg. They instantly cut through flesh, only stopping when they reached his leg bone.
Even though his falling momentum wasnât enough to allow these black threads to cut through his sturdy bones, the pain of the black threads cutting against his bone, as well as the anger towards the injuries caused by the opponentâs traps still made this Purgatory Mountain Emissaryâs entire body start to shake intensely.
Ka! Ka! Ka!
Right at this time, on a certain roof in the distance, there were already several more footstep trampling noises that sounded again.
This noise made many Great Mang soldiers who approached that roof release a loud shout at the same time.
This shout was originally meant just to inform their colleagues of the enemyâs whereabouts. Moreover, under the command of numerous officers, there were many Great Mang soldiers who already lit torches, even burning down some homes to create more light.
However, the anger from pain and being schemed against instead made this red robed Purgatory Mountain Emissary momentarily lose some of his rationality.
âAll of you, shut up!â
Under this extremely aggressive roar, a scarlet chain shot out from the right sleeves of this furious red robed Purgatory Mountain Emissary. The soul force he originally should have carefully preserved poured out from his body. Under this terrifying power, the scarlet chain continuously swept about in front of him, destroying several homes one after another.
This red robed Purgatory Mountain Emissary seemed to have become a giant red python, furiously crushing all buildings in his path.
All of the Great Mang soldiers looked in the direction this Purgatory Mountain Emissary rushed towards in horror, momentarily not daring to utter a sound. The two Great Mang cultivators who were leaping past courtyard walls didnât know what exactly happened, but they both keenly sensed the bloodiness in the wind.
The instant most Great Mang soldiersâ attention was drawn by that furious Purgatory Mountain Emissary, Lin Xi who was calmly and gracefully moving in the darkness was already only two or three buildings away from that tavern where the strange striking sounds came from.
This troopâs extremely fast reaction, as well as the number of cultivators, made Lin Xi feel even more clearly that this troop was definitely different, not a troop that carried out a normal mission.
After slowly taking a deep breath, he stopped. He continuously produced small rocks wrapped under cloth, and then he raised his bow. Within two breaths of time, these small stones were all fired out.
His fingers nimbly adjusted the strings. When these stones were fired like arrows, while these strings were released and then went taut, there was actually not any noise created.
Ka! Ka! Ka!
In the distance, several sounds of footsteps vaguely sounded.
Apart from the first footstep sound that was purposely released by Lin Xi to guide the Great Mang cultivator into his trap, the other two âfootstepsâ noises were all created with special archery skills.
After firing several rocks, Lin Xiâs toes tapped gently in the shadows. His entire figure became like a sheet of paper, quickly moving along a wall. He then quickly rushed past a narrow alley, arriving at the rear walls of the tavern.
The very instant several patrolling soldiers turned the corner in front of him, Lin Xiâs fingers dug into the uneven stone wall surfaceâs cracks. After exerting a bit of force, his entire figure already reached the shadows of the second floorâs eaves like a gecko.
These Great Mang patrolling soldiers didnât notice anything abnormal, continuing forward. Lin Xi silently flipped over the eaves, quickly arriving in front of a window where he could see the situation inside the hall.
Between the wooden lattice windows that werenât all that tightly shut, Lin Xi saw that there was a black and red metal forged prisoner carriage parked at the center of this tavernâs lobby.
With just a single look at this prison carriage scene, Lin Xiâs body went slightly rigid, his breathing stopping, pupils unable to help but contract.
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As he advanced, the furious Purgatory Mountain Emissary continued to tear through buildings.
The two Great Mang cultivators behind him tacitly agreed to quickly follow close behind.
Judging from the bloodiness along the way, these two Great Mang cultivators both knew that this Purgatory Mountain emissary fell into some of this assassinâs traps, moreover successfully inflicting injuries that affected his strength. In this type of situation, moving through the destroyed ruins was naturally the safest path.
Close to a thousand Great Mang soldiers already completed a roundabout outflanking of this area. The Purgatory Mountain Emissary crazily charged towards the last location where there was a noise. However, even under his violent rage and searching, as well as the army that also began a destructive search, that enemy seemed to have vanished into thin air.
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