240: Exchange for Soul Breaker

Chapter 238: Redeeming the Soul-Breaking Spear

"Boom!"

A violent roar suddenly exploded, and the fierce shockwave even spread for more than ten meters.

The thundercloud released by the Lei Family Cultivator was even blasted apart, and the Lei Family Cultivator hidden within the thundercloud was blasted dizzy and nauseous, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Damn it, I..."

His eyes widened as the Zhang Family retainer who had just injured him actually turned around and ran!

And his speed wasn't slow either.

"Damn it! Where are you running!"

The Lei Family Cultivator let out an angry roar and immediately gave chase.

The two of them moved at an extremely fast speed, rushing over a thousand meters away in an instant.

"Oh no... If I had known, I wouldn't have waded into this muddy water!"

"However, the effect of that Thunderclap Grenade is indeed quite good. If I had a few more in my hands..."

Niu Liang shouted inwardly as he fled at top speed.

At the same time, he slapped his Storage Pouch, causing five Spirit Stones to vanish, replaced by a second Thunderclap Grenade.

Meanwhile, the Lei Family Cultivator behind him closely pursued, forming hand seals with one hand. As the thundercloud shifted, a bolt of lightning instantly shot over.

Startled, he hurriedly slapped his Storage Pouch again, causing a shield radiating cyan light to spin out, narrowly blocking the bolt of lightning.

But the next second, another bolt of lightning struck. With a loud boom, the shield was blasted away, its Spiritual Qi drastically depleted and obviously sustaining heavy damage.

"It's over! It's finished!"

"Old Ancestor Zhang! Quick, save me...!"

Niu Liang roared, but how could Zhang Yongkang have the time to care about him when he could barely protect himself now?

Feeling the attacks from behind intensifying, Niu Liang hurriedly grabbed the lens piece and shouted, "System, save me! System, save me quickly!"

Zheng Yi was also helpless; he never expected Niu Liang to be so incompetent.

It hadn't even been half a year since he got the lens piece, and now he was about to lose his life.

He was just unlucky to run into a conflict between two cultivation families. It seemed he would have to choose another 'Host'.

But before that, he still had to...

As Niu Liang shouted, the lens piece indeed emitted a wave of Spiritual Qi, and immediately a line of text appeared.

[Pay all your worldly possessions to obtain one-time usage of the Talisman Treasure 'Soul-Breaking Spear'.]

Soul-Breaking Spear!

He had seen this treasure in the redemption list before, and redeeming it back then would have required one hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones!

He didn't expect that he could actually redeem it now?

Although there was only one chance to use it, it would surely resolve the crisis he was currently facing.

Without the slightest hesitation, he abruptly changed direction and flew toward the mountain forest.

In the air, he simply couldn't evade the pursuit of the Lei Family Cultivator behind him. It would be better to hide in the mountain forest; perhaps he could even wait for reinforcements.

"Boom!"

Another thunderclap sounded from behind, but fortunately Niu Liang had already charged into the mountain forest, dodging with a sway of his body.

He fiercely ripped off his Storage Pouch and pressed his Flying Sword against his chest, shouting, "Quick, redeem it quickly!"

With a flash of light, the Storage Pouch and the Flying Sword quickly disappeared.

And lines of text appeared on the lens piece once more.

[Talisman Treasure Soul-Breaking Spear is being transmitted...]

[Because this item is precious, a certain amount of time is required for transmission.]

[One percent...]

[Two percent...]

"I still have to wait!"

Niu Liang's heart trembled violently, but he had no time to think carefully. The enemy behind him was already closing in, so he hurriedly fled.

[Ten percent...]

"Damn Lei Family Cultivator! Once the transmission progress is full, I'll make you die!"

[Twenty-five percent...]

"Quick, quick! It's already a quarter!"

"Boom!"

Lightning burst forth, and Niu Liang once again relied on the trees in the forest to narrowly and wretchedly dodge this attack.

Fortunately, a dozen years ago in his spare time, he had practiced the Qinggong of mortal Martial Artists, otherwise he would have definitely died this time.

His figure lunged forward fiercely, moving rapidly with the help of the trees in the forest.

The Cultivator behind him was also furious, even throwing out his Flying Sword to cut down several large trees.

Perhaps because the transmission speed had increased, the transmission rate had reached eighty percent!

[Eighty-five percent...]

[Ninety percent...]

[Ninety-five percent...]

[Ninety-eight percent...]

"Almost there, almost there!"

Niu Liang grabbed the lens piece with one hand while shouting excitedly.

As long as it reached one hundred percent, he would obtain the Soul-Breaking Spear Talisman Treasure and counter-kill the enemy behind him.

By then...

"Puff!"

At that exact moment, a streak of sword light shot straight over from afar, instantly piercing through his entire body.

Even so, Niu Liang still stubbornly gripped the lens piece, his eyes staring straight ahead.

"Quick, quick!"

"It's already at ninety-eight percent, ninety..."

[Ninety-nine percent...]

Amidst Niu Liang's incomparably anticipatory gaze, the text on the lens piece flickered and abruptly vanished.

"No!!!"

He roared fiercely: "I am the Son of Luck! I am the strongest Immortal Lord! How, how can I die here... Ah!!!"

"Puff!"

The Flying Sword whirled around, another sword strike piercing through his neck and extinguishing Niu Liang's final roar.

Before long, a figure in black walked out from behind. With a wave of his hand, the Flying Sword steadily landed in his grasp.

Looking at Niu Liang's corpse, he said disdainfully: "Hmph! For a mere Middle Stage Qi Refining Cultivator to last this long in my hands, you can be proud of yourself."

"Most importantly, you actually managed to injure me using that bizarre one-time Magical Artifact. I wonder what on earth it was?"

Thinking to himself, he approached Niu Liang's corpse while recalling the explosive power from just moments ago.

"It's somewhat like the Yin Thunder Bead of the main Sect, but the power is even more explosive. Could it be the Heavenly Thunder Bead? Or perhaps..."

His eyes suddenly lit up as he indeed spotted something on Niu Liang's left hand—a black sphere.

That's right!

It was precisely that one-time item; he hadn't expected it to still be there.

The man in black walked forward excitedly. Just as he wanted to make a move, another streak of colorful light suddenly rushed over from afar, moving even faster.

"Damn it!"

The man in black let out an angry shout and fiercely slapped his Storage Pouch. The dark clouds rolled once more, barely intercepting this sword light.

However, the power of this sword light far exceeded Niu Liang's Flying Sword, easily suppressing it.

At the same time, the blade flashed, actually tearing his dark cloud apart in a single stroke!

Amidst the flashing colorful light, a middle-aged beautiful woman dressed in pink descended from the sky, her face carrying Evil Qi.

"Lei Family thief, you're courting death!"

The beautiful woman let out a delicate cry, pointing with a single hand. The colorful light flickered again, transforming into a bright Flying Sword that slashed toward the Lei Family Cultivator once more.

"Yang Pinger!!!"

The Lei Family Cultivator cried out in alarm, then turned and ran without the slightest hesitation!

He had only just entered the seventh layer of Qi Refining, whereas Yang Pinger was already a Late Stage Qi Refining Cultivator, and possibly even a Great Perfection Qi Refining Cultivator. How could he possibly be a match for her?!

His figure lunged outward fiercely while his hands rapidly formed seals. The dark clouds behind him released brilliant black light, transforming into a huge piece of black cloth.

Upon the black cloth were densely covered silver lightning patterns.

Under the activation of the Lei Family Cultivator, it rapidly transformed into more than ten densely packed bolts of lightning, surging toward Yang Pinger.

"Lightning Cloud Technique?"

Yang Pinger frowned, her tone ugly as she said: "Sure enough, Yinlei Mountain is behind this. I wonder what on earth happened; the Flying Sword transmitting the Sect's call for help was sent out long ago, and I don't know..."

The Flying Sword radiated brilliant colorful light, completely submerging all these lightning bolts.

After the lightning dissipated, the Lei Family Cultivator was already nowhere to be seen, and Yang Pinger had no desire to give chase.

She paced over to Niu Liang's side, looked at Niu Liang's corpse, and shook her head, saying: "Sigh, Fellow Daoist Niu..."

"Although you were merely a retainer of our Zhang Family, you have been quite dedicated these past two years. Rest assured, our Zhang Family will naturally protect your clansmen... Hm? What is this?"

Yang Pinger's eyes were filled with confusion. Extending a hand and grabbing, the grenade tightly grasped in Niu Liang's left hand flew out, cutting through the air.

"Clang~"

With a soft sound, the fuse was wrapped around Niu Liang's hand. With Yang Pinger's grab, she actually pulled the fuse right off.

Blue smoke rose. Looking at this bizarre black iron ball in her hand—which was also continuously emitting blue smoke—Yang Pinger suddenly felt a sense of impending doom rising in her heart.

Her magical power surged, subconsciously pushing the black iron ball in her hand far away, while a colorful silk scarf rose from her waist, transforming into a streak of colorful light that firmly protected her within.

"Boom!!!"

Just as she finished all this, that black iron ball abruptly exploded, and the violent roar and shockwave affected a radius of ten-odd meters.

Even Yang Pinger, who was protected by her Magical Artifact, felt a wave of heat rushing over, and along with more than ten tiny fragments, they were all blocked by the colorful silk scarf.

"Wh-What is this thing?"

"A one-time use item?"

"Yin Thunder Bead? No! It's more like a Heavenly Thunder Bead!"

"However, compared to the Heavenly Thunder Bead, the power is much smaller..."

Yang Pinger was greatly shocked in her heart: "What on earth did this Niu Liang do to possibly have such a treasure?"

She hurriedly lowered her head to check, her expression suddenly turning ugly.

"Where is the Storage Pouch? How is it gone? Even the Flying Sword is gone? Was it taken away by the Lei Family Cultivator?"

"No..."

"When I arrived, the Lei Family Cultivator didn't touch Niu Liang's corpse. Or could it be..."

She looked toward Niu Liang's right hand pinned beneath his body. Lifting the corpse to take a look, she saw something still tightly gripped in his hand.

"He was still protecting it before he died. There's something fishy about this..."

She didn't act directly, instead retreating a few steps and forming a hand seal with one hand. The colorful silk scarf flew out, burrowing into Niu Liang's hand and prying his fingers open one by one.

Soon, a piece that looked like a fragment of an ancient bronze mirror was wrapped by the colorful silk scarf and flew over.

Waiting a few breaths with no accidents occurring, Yang Pinger took it into her hands, her eyes full of suspicion.

"This... what kind of thing is this?"

"Niu Liang was clutching it tightly right up until his death; could it be some sort of treasure?"

"Was his one-time Magical Artifact suspected to be a Heavenly Thunder Bead related to this item?"

Her heart was filled with confusion, and just as she wanted to examine it closely, a violent roar suddenly came from behind.

Subconsciously turning back to look, she saw the southern foot of Weiyang Mountain radiating brilliant colorful light, while a massive amount of fire clouds surged out from the colorful light, transforming into surging fiery meteors crashing toward the ground.

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

At this instant, almost the entire Weiyang Mountain was shaking, while a wave of heat quickly rushed over.

The mountain fire... had erupted!

Yang Pinger's expression was even uglier, her eyes filled with shock.

"Talisman Treasure!"

"It is Revered Master's Fire Cloud Hood!"

"What on earth happened to actually force Senior Brother into using the Fire Cloud Hood Talisman Treasure bestowed by Revered Master!"

With a panicked expression, she instantly forgot the idea of continuing to examine the bronze mirror fragment, casually tossed it into her Storage Pouch, and prepared to go provide support.

"Eh?"

The bronze mirror fragment was still in her hand; it actually hadn't been stored inside the Storage Pouch.

Her thoughts spinning rapidly, Yang Pinger had no time to think carefully. Tucking it into her sleeve, the colorful silk scarf quickly swirled to shroud her entire body, flying at high speed toward the southern foot of Weiyang Mountain.

Along the way, illuminated by the firelight, one or two Cultivators fled in utter wretchedness, looking panicked as they flew far off into the distance.

Meanwhile, at the southern foot of Weiyang Mountain, Zhang Yongkang held a Talisman, emitting a massive amount of firelight as he burned seven or eight Cultivators to death in succession, his momentum unrivaled.

"Hahaha..."

At that moment, a burst of loud laughter came from within the firelight, while a streak of lightning rapidly tore through the fire clouds and shot off into the distance.

It was none other than Lei Yunfeng, a white ring revolving around him to protect him from being harmed by the all-encompassing fire clouds.

"Zhang Yongkang! A Talisman Treasure must be your final resort. I'll spare you this time; let's see what backup plans you have left next time, old man!"

"Weiyang Mountain, our Lei Family has claimed it!"