44: Chapter 44: A Thousand-Mile Pursuit, Eryao Enters the Battle!
44: Chapter 44: A Thousand-Mile Pursuit, Eryao Enters the Battle!
However, this Cang Hansheng, the treasures heâs now offering are one of the main sources of income for the Canglang Sect.
Moreover, that damn kid not only killed so many of their disciples, but he also ran off with all of those disciplesâ possessions.
Those itemsâŠ
were enough to secure the support of a third-rate sect.
The Protection Elderâs gaze shifted slightly, and with a step, he suddenly left the Canglang Sect.
This time, he decided to take matters into his own hands and kill Jiang Tang.
And, incidentally, to take back those things that rightfully belonged to their Canglang Sect.
One day, just as Jiang Tang had finished tilling the Spirit Field and hadnât yet managed to move the items out, Eryaoâs expression suddenly changed drastically, âFather, be careful!â
Jiang Tang felt something amiss and quickly retracted his Divine Sense, looking up to meet a white-haired old man in a black cloak, his eyes full of sinister coldness.
âUh, elder, who are you looking for?â Jiang Tang stood up, touched his nose, and gave a sheepish smile.
That old man looked terrifying.
âFather, you must be careful, heâs giving you a dangerous look,â Eryao warned in the space, staring at the old manâs icy eyes.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Tangâs heart sank.
This old man bore ill intent.
âIs it you who killed the disciples of my Canglang Sect?â the old man slowly narrowed his eyes.
He came for revenge?!
Jiang Tang was startled.
This old man already had reached the Seventh Layer of Foundation Establishment, and with her current strength, fighting head-on would only lead to death.
If I canât fight, then canât I still hide?
Jiang Tang concocted a plan and suddenly acted terrified, pointing behind the old man, âWhatâs that?!â
The old man instinctively looked back, but when he turned around again, Jiang Tang was nowhere to be seen.
Cloaked old man: â??!â
Are you polite?
âYou think you can escape my trap, you little brat?â the old man narrowed his eyes and sneered, âWhere do you think you can run to?â
He stepped out unhurriedly, his figure instantly disappearing from the spot.
Jiang Tang sensed the old manâs Qi and felt a chill in his heart.
Damn, heâs so fast?
He took out a handful of Talismans, activated them, and threw them behind him, then mustered all his strength to activate his Wind-racing Step and fled forward.
The old man, caught off guard by the Talismans smacking him in the face, paused for a moment, and by that time, Jiang Tang had already gained considerable distance.
âYou little scoundrel, donât think you can escape the palm of my hand!â the old man, furious, mobilized all his Spiritual Power to chase after him, catching up with Jiang Tang in no time.
Seeing Jiang Tang within reach, the old man did not hesitate any longer and sent a backhanded palm strike his way.
Jiang Tangâs figure was sent flying forward, and when he landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Damn your ancestors!
âKeep running, you little scoundrel,â the old man, with a palm on Jiang Tangâs chest and panting slightly, sneered.
Damn, the chase nearly broke my old bones.
Jiang Tang looked at the foot that was trampling and humiliating his chest with unrestrained rage in his eyes.
In no era had he ever been bullied like this.
A gentleman may be killed but not humiliated, Iâll fight to the death!
Jiang Tang promptly activated his Qianji Fire, suddenly setting the old manâs ankle ablaze.
The old man screamed in pain, quickly retracted his foot, and attempted to extinguish the flames with hand signs.
That flame was strangely unyielding, resisting all his attempts to extinguish it.
Out of desperation, the old man grimly resolved himself, took out a large knife, and directly cut off the half of his leg that was engulfed in flames.
Jiang Tang: ââŠâ
Damn, thatâs hardcore!
Even more ruthless than the most ruthless!
The old man sacrificed a talisman and used a spirit art to temporarily create a leg, bearing the severe pain as he lifted his head to look towards Jiang Tang, his eyes filled with the ultimate killing intent.
âYou little bastard, die!â He swung his palm backward in a strike.
Jiang Tang wasnât stupid enough to just stand there and take the hit.
As the palm strike came, Jiang Tang immediately activated the Wind-racing Step to move behind the old man and, turning around, he slashed with his longsword.
The old man must have cultivated some strange cultivation technique.
When Jiang Tangâs sword came down, not even the old manâs clothes suffered the slightest damage, but rather, Jiang Tangâs longsword produced a crisp cracking sound, and thenâŠ
It split gloriously.
Jiang Tang: ââŠâ
My precious baby!!
Jiang Tang threw away the longsword, gritting his teeth, and from the Qiankun Bag he summoned another top-quality yellow-tier longsword to strike at the old man again.
The old man had already turned around.
When Jiang Tangâs slash came, he cackled with laughter and reached out to directly catch the sword in his hand.
Jiang Tang: â??!â What the hell?
Catching a blade with bare hands?!
Thatâs just too damn outrageous.
He quickly withdrew his hand and retreated.
The old man didnât wait for Jiang Tang to get away, and swung another palm out.
This palm struck squarely on Jiang Tangâs shoulder, sending him flying three feet backward and once again crashing to the ground in an awkward heap.
The old man, holding the longsword, walked step by step towards Jiang Tang and thrust the blade into his collarbone.
Jiang Tang grimaced in agony, and in a fit of rage and desperation, he vomited another mouthful of blood.
âHand over the Canglang Sectâs treasure, and I will leave you a whole corpse,â the old man said slowly, his expression chilling to the extreme.
Jiang Tangâs lips were tightly pressed together, and he remained silent.
They had attempted to rob him first, so why shouldnât he fight back?
In this era, it was survival of the fittest!
Any tolerance was met only with further humiliation.
âDaddy, daddy, let Eryao out!
Hurry up, daddy!â Seeing Jiang Tang in this state, Eryao didnât hesitate any longer and immediately contacted Jiang Tang through a mental message.
It had thought that Jiang Tang could outrun the man, but in the end, it was still too careless.
Daddyâs current strength simply couldnât beat this old geezer.
Jiang Tangâs consciousness was already blurring.
With the last of his divine sense, he summoned Eryao, then his eyes rolled back as he completely passed out.
The old man was about to finish off Jiang Tang, but at this critical moment, a beam of spirit light suddenly emerged from Jiang Tangâs jade pendant.
Caught off guard, the old man was knocked back staggeringly by the spirit light, nearly falling to the ground.
Barely steadying himself, the old man immediately focused his gaze.
He saw a dumpling-like spirit beast with a pair of small, delicate antlers on its head, causing the corner of the old manâs mouth to twitch.
Where did this spirit beast cub come from?
âGet lost!â The old man couldnât bother to kill it and, wielding a large knife, he strode directly towards Jiang Tang.
Eryao glared at the old man who was steadily approaching, and then with a sudden forceful step, an array appeared beneath it.
At that moment, the sky rolled with dark clouds, gathering with the speed of lightning right above Eryao.
âBoom!â
A bolt of heavenly thunder struck down suddenly, heading straight for the old man.
The old man, already alarmed by the changes in the clouds, saw the thunderbolt coming and lifted his long knife to block it.
Eryao took the opportunity to pounce, biting hard onto the old manâs shoulder.
The old man, in pain, flung Eryao off and dispelled the heavenly thunder.
âDamned beast, Iâll slaughter you!â The old manâs eyes were brimming with rage, and he swung his blade, intent on killing Eryao.
Eryao fluttered its bone wings and flew into the air, with a flash of gold in its eyes.
âAoâââ
A naive and extended howl echoed throughout the skies, causing the old man to halt his movement involuntarily.