Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

Chapter 479: Guarding the Pass (Part 2)

High above, Wang Chen rode his sword and swept through the sky.

In the blink of an eye, he had covered several miles!

Under normal circumstances, his Divine Sense would have difficulty scanning so far, but with the Array’s enhancement and the new function of the panel, no enemy could hide.

Looking down from above, Wang Chen still could not see any trace of living creatures.

It had to be said, the opponent’s disguise was extremely clever; it was completely undetectable to the naked eye.

However, cheats have no sense of fairness!

In the next moment, Wang Chen suddenly dove downward.

At the same time, he swung his right palm.

A giant palm, formed from condensed mana, materialized out of thin air and smashed heavily towards the Gobi Desert floor.

Heavenly Dragon Vajra Palm!

The area his palm struck only had a few low shrubs and some scattered weathered rocks.

Such scenes were commonplace throughout the vast Gobi, nothing out of the ordinary.

But before Wang Chen’s Vajra Palm could strike, a dark light flashed on the ground, and five figures suddenly appeared!

The ambushers were clad in black tight-fitting clothes, their heads and faces entirely covered by black cloth, with only a pair of shining eyes exposed.

One of them raised a hand and cast a dark golden ring upward.

The ring instantly expanded tenfold in size, emitting a dazzling light, and perfectly intercepted the gigantic palm falling from the sky.

Bang!

With a muffled boom, the metal ring was instantly knocked down about dozens of feet, its light dimming and trembling incessantly.

But Wang Chen’s Vajra Palm also collapsed and shattered, with the force dissipating into oblivion.

The ambusher grabbed the golden ring, his eyes full of distress and anger.

This spiritual tool was of high tier, his most treasured possession, and now that it was damaged, he felt extremely pained.

The ambusher suddenly looked up at Wang Chen in the sky, his eyes brimming with a deadly intent.

Wang Chen, missing with his first strike, immediately formed a spell with his hands, "Execute!"

Crack!

A bolt of lightning, thick as a bucket, suddenly materialized and struck towards the ambusher holding the golden ring.

Outnumbered, and with the enemy leader being a fifth-tier Purple Mansion cultivator, Wang Chen naturally sought a swift and decisive battle, not giving the enemy any chance to retaliate.

According to earlier intelligence, the Sand Tribe’s Hunter Cultivators mostly infiltrated Town Sand Pass in teams of three, five, or seven.

The leader was invariably a high-level Purple Mansion Tier master.

What Wang Chen had discovered was undoubtedly a typical Hunter-Cultivator Team!

Therefore, he went all out in his attack.

"Protect!"

The instant Wang Chen released the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, the leading Hunter Cultivator immediately sensed the danger and shouted furiously.

Actually, with his cultivation level, avoiding Wang Chen’s attack wouldn’t be a problem.

But if he dodged, the four Hunter Cultivators under his command would surely be obliterated by the thunderous strike, with no chance of survival.

At this critical moment, the Purple Mansion Hunter Cultivator demonstrated the responsibility of a leader!

He held up the golden ring high, instantly activating an almost transparent Spirit Light Barrier.

He braced himself against the thunder falling towards him.

At the same time, he included his four subordinates within the protection of the Spiritual Tool.

Pfft!

The collision between the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and the golden ring’s Spirit Light did not create a world-shattering noise.

But the feet of the Purple Mansion Hunter Cultivator instantly sank deep into the sandy earth.

He desperately held the golden ring aloft, the black cloth concealing his face torn apart, revealing a visage with bulging veins.

Wang Chen’s strike was too powerful.

So powerful that even with a top-tier Spiritual Tool, the Purple Mansion cultivator could not fully withstand it. It was like being suppressed by a mountain; all the bones in his body made a dense cracking sound as they broke, and the mana inside him became sluggish.

Not only that, but the surface of the Golden Ring Spiritual Tool also developed fine cracks.

At this moment, the Purple Mansion hunter cultivator regretted his actions!

He had never dreamed that Wang Chen could be so strong that he had made a fatal judgment error.

As a result, he found himself in a completely passive situation.

Fortunately, the other four hunter cultivators reacted quickly, snapping out of their dazed state almost without thinking and simultaneously pulling out an ancient bronze-colored cylinder, aiming it at Wang Chen in the air.

Together, the four pressed the mechanism on the cylinder!

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Four clumps of blood light shot out, enveloping Wang Chen’s figure in the blink of an eye.

The Blood Fiend Divine Needle!

It was a top-quality magic artifact secretly crafted by the wizards of the Sand Tribe, with one-hundred and eight Blood Fiend Flying Needles hidden within each cylinder. Its power could puncture heavy armor and body protection magical shields. The intense poison concealed within the needles would seal the throat upon contact with blood, extremely sinister and cruel.

Moreover, even if the victim managed to detoxify promptly, failing to remove the poison needles in time would allow them to move around within the body, piercing the internal organs.

Caught off guard, a cylinder of Blood Fiend Divine Needles could kill a high-tier Qi Cultivation cultivator.

With four cylinders firing at once, even someone at the Purple Mansion tier could be annihilated!

By relying on such a vicious artifact, the Sand Tribe’s hunter cultivators had assassinated countless Dayi battle cultivators.

Although it was Wang Chen’s first time battling with hunter cultivators, he was already aware of such hidden weapon-type artifacts. Seeing a large number of flying needles approaching, he instantly activated the protective Glowing Light Flying Sword, flashing over a dozen meters away in an instant.

All of the Blood Fiend Divine Needles missed their target.

But the Purple Mansion hunter cultivator was able to extricate himself from the passive situation, promptly putting away the heavily damaged Golden Ring and taking out a black banner from his Storage Bag.

"Retreat!"

The Purple Mansion hunter cultivator violently shook the black banner in his hand, spewing rolling black smoke that enveloped him and his four subordinates.

At the same time, dozens of skull heads flew out from the black banner, howling as they rushed towards Wang Chen.

The Purple Mansion hunter cultivator did not expect such means to be able to hurt Wang Chen but only hoped to delay him for a moment.

Allowing them to escape.

Although unwilling at heart, the Sand Tribe wizard was very clear that continuing to entangle with the enemy was severely disadvantageous for his side.

It should be noted that Town Sand Pass was only about ten miles away, and Wang Chen’s reinforcements could arrive at any time.

The mission had already failed; acting tough was the most foolish choice!

The problem was that he wanted to run, but it all depended on whether Wang Chen would allow it.

Wang Chen raised his hand to release a Fire Crow ablaze with flames, heading straight for the skull heads flying at him.

Those skull heads were actually formed from Yin Qi and Evil Qi, and the Mysterious Fire Flying Crow was precisely the bane of such demon cultivator spells.

With the spread of its fiery wings, skull heads vanished into ash one after another!

And Wang Chen once again darted a distance of ten meters, the Red Nether Sword hanging behind him suddenly unsheathed.

Clang!

A sword light flashed like lightning, the nearly magical treasure tier Spirit Sword instantly penetrated the billowing black fog below.

"Ah!"

A piercing scream suddenly erupted.

[Heavenly Merit +8]

Wang Chen disregarded the popup information in his field of vision, focusing fully on controlling the sword, commanding the Red Nether Sword to swiftly navigate through the black fog, in the blink of an eye snatching life after life from the hunter cultivators.

[Heavenly Merit +7], [Heavenly Merit +8]…

Wang Chen was calmly reaping Heavenly Merit, while the Purple Mansion hunter cultivator on the ground was horrorstruck.

The Purple Mansion hunter cultivator’s Black Evil Cloud Escape technique was a Purple Mansion Tier spell, capable of concealing the Divine Sense perception of cultivators below the Golden Core tier. Triggered by the Spiritual Tool black banner in hand, it could cover an area spanning several miles.

It was considered a prime means of escape!

However, his most proficient escape technique was now rendered ineffective.

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The second update is delivered.