330: Chapter 330 Seizing Opportunities

Seeing the Magic Treasure that Du Hua had unleashed,

Huo Huang spat out a mouthful of bloody foam and shouted, "You thieving bald donkey! Don't think you can take down this Highness just because you have such a Magic Treasure. I'm telling you, if anything happens to me, the Ten Thousand Demon Valley will not let your Buddha Realm off!"

Du Hua sneered. "Your Ten Thousand Demon Valley is nothing more than a group of stray dogs. You were driven to the fringes to live in ignominy as early as a thousand years ago.

Even if I kill you, would your father, the Red-Winged Thunder Peng King, dare to offend my Buddha Realm with great fanfare for the sake of just one child? As far as I know, he has many offspring, and you are merely the youngest! If I kill you, who would even know!"

These words caused Huo Huang to daze for a moment. Although she was favored, her father valued the Ten Thousand Demon Valley even more, and he indeed had many other children.

Blood ties among Yao Beasts were thin. Even if she died, it would be insignificant, let alone enough to move against the Buddha Realm.

Du Hua looked at Huo Huang and smiled. "Why not abandon your Divine Sense and recognize me as your master? It just so happens that my Buddha Realm has methods for taming beasts. If you follow me, you will surely find many Opportunities! What do you think?"

Huo Huang trembled all over, a trace of panic flashing through her red pupils, which was immediately replaced by a towering rage.

She suddenly gripped the Scarlet Feather Spear in her hand. The light of interwoven fire and thunder on the spear's body grew more intense. Even though her entire body was suppressed by Du Hua's golden light and her spiritual energy circulation was sluggish, she still refused to show weakness.

"Thieving bald donkey, stop your nonsense! Although my father has many children, he dotes on me alone! If you dare to harm me in the slightest, he will surely level your Jinshan City and grind your bones to ash!"

"Die!" Du Hua saw that this Yao Beast only had these two lines to say back and forth, so he immediately activated the Buddhist staff in his hand again.

This Spiritual Artifact consumed a huge amount of his spiritual energy; he needed to end this battle quickly!

"Oh no! Old man Qi! Why don't we cooperate to survive first!" Huo Huang no longer cared about Face and immediately shouted.

The golden light suppressing her body was consuming a massive amount of her mental energy, and her pair of crimson wings had dimmed slightly due to the lack of spiritual energy. The injuries left from her earlier clash with Qi Wei were now throbbing with pain.

Qi Wei's expression changed drastically upon hearing this, but there was no time to overthink. He gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, monster, if the situation weren't so dire, how could this Elder possibly associate with the likes of you!"

He still quickly circulated his remaining spiritual energy, condensing the Sword Qi around his body.

"We shall join forces for now. Once we've dealt with this bald donkey, you and I will settle our scores!"

Seeing this, the sinister grin on Du Hua's Face became even more distorted. He slammed his Zen staff down, and the golden light surged several times over. The Nascent Soul phantom also became a bit clearer, emitting a faint but extremely oppressive cry.

"Stubborn fools! Since you refuse to be captured without a fight, then transform into this poor monk's nourishment together!"

Before his voice had even faded, Du Hua formed hand seals and began chanting under his breath.

The golden threads on the Zen staff burst forth once more. This time, the golden threads were thicker than before, carrying the pressure of a Nascent Soul Venerable as they swept toward Qi Wei and Huo Huang like a dense net.

Wherever the golden threads passed, the air hissed and crackled from the heat. The rubble on the ground was instantly turned to ash, and even the surrounding spiritual energy was stirred into a chaotic mess.

"Move!" Huo Huang barked. Without further hesitation, she poured all her remaining spiritual energy into the Scarlet Feather Spear.

The interwoven fire and thunder on the spear reached its peak. Crimson fire scorched the heavens and purple lightning tore through the sky, forcibly breaking through part of the golden light's suppression as she stabbed toward the net of golden threads.

She knew this was a moment of life and death. If she shrunk back, she would only end up like those four Golden Core Cultivators. Even if she had to exhaust all her strength, she had to fight for a slim chance at survival.

Qi Wei followed closely behind, a flash of determination in his eyes. He raised his longsword high, blending his remaining Sword Qi with his own essence blood.

Although this was not as domineering as the blood-burning move from earlier, it still carried a desperate ruthlessness. The blade sliced through the sky, slashing toward a weak point in the golden thread net.

As an Elder of the Guijian Immortal Sect, he would never wait for death even in a desperate situation. Moreover, he still had the purple gold thunder essence in his hand; he was too unwilling to die here like this.

Clang—!

The spear collided with the golden threads, and the blade clashed with the golden light. Two massive booms erupted simultaneously. The shockwave swept in all directions, expanding the deep crater in the ground several times over. Dust flew into the air, obscuring the night sky.

Huo Huang felt a surge in her chest and spat out another mouthful of blood. The Scarlet Feather Spear trembled slightly, nearly flying out of her hand, and the fire spiritual energy around her dimmed significantly.

Qi Wei was not doing any better. His Sword Qi was suppressed by the golden light, his arms were numb, and his wounds tore open even wider. Blood dripped down the hilt of his sword, staining the ground before him red.

Du Hua stood where he was, his Face also pale. Driving the Nascent Soul Zen staff consumed too much spiritual energy.

But seeing the wretched state of Qi Wei and Huo Huang, the greed in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest. "Hahaha, it's useless! Your spiritual energy will run out sooner or later. When that time comes, the purple gold thunder essence will be mine, and your Yao Core will be mine as well!"

In the shadows, Ye Jing remained hidden. His aura was retracted so completely that he seemed like thin air, undetected by the three parties.

He watched the battle quietly, the black dagger by his side already restless, as his mind raced through possibilities.

Ye Jing could see that although Du Hua had a great advantage, he was also limited by his spiritual energy consumption and couldn't hold on for much longer.

Although Qi Wei and Huo Huang were working together, they were of two minds, and both were heavily injured. If no variables appeared, they would likely both be killed by Du Hua in the end.

Ye Jing thought to himself, "It would be best if this Du Hua kills them both, and then I go in for a sneak attack. I might be able to take down Du Hua, and then all the treasures will be mine."

"However, a severely injured Golden Core is still a Golden Core. I still have to observe a bit more to ensure a successful strike. I won't act until it's safe."

Just then, another variable occurred in the battle.

Seeing that she couldn't win by force, a flash of cunning crossed Huo Huang's eyes, and she suddenly turned the head of her spear.

She appeared to be stabbing at Du Hua, but in reality, her peripheral vision was fixed on the Storage Pouch at Qi Wei's waist. She took advantage of the moment Qi Wei was focusing all his strength on resisting the golden threads.

Her spear tip shifted slightly, stabbing toward the Storage Pouch—she ultimately couldn't let go of the purple gold thunder essence and wanted to snatch it away amidst the chaos before escaping on her own.

"You monster! You dare to backstab me!"

By the time Qi Wei noticed, it was too late to defend. The spear tip grazed his waist, tearing a slit in the opening of the Storage Pouch. A wisp of purple thunder light leaked from the gap—it was exactly the aura of the purple gold thunder essence.

Qi Wei was both angry and anxious. His rage instantly outweighed his wariness of Du Hua, and he thrust his sword back at Huo Huang.

Seeing this, a flash of wild joy crossed Du Hua's eyes, thinking to himself that the heavens were helping him. He immediately gave up on driving the golden threads and instead poured all his spiritual energy into the Zen staff. The Nascent Soul phantom surged again, striking toward both Qi Wei and Huo Huang simultaneously.

"Killing each other? Even better! Today, not a single one of you shall escape!"

Huo Huang was shocked. She hadn't expected Qi Wei's reaction to be so fast, nor had she expected Du Hua to take the Opportunity to strike. Now attacked from both sides, she had no way out.

She instinctively blocked with the Scarlet Feather Spear in front of her, trying to simultaneously defend against Qi Wei's Sword Qi and the Nascent Soul phantom's attack, but her spiritual energy was already mostly exhausted, making it difficult to sustain.

Qi Wei also sensed the danger, but his sword was already drawn and he couldn't pull back in time. He could only watch helplessly as the Nascent Soul phantom struck toward him, crying out inwardly in alarm.

He knew that if he were hit by this Nascent Soul phantom, he would surely suffer Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and even his Golden Core wouldn't be preserved.

Neither of them could make it in time and were directly enveloped by the golden threads overflowing from the Zen staff.

Only a series of miserable screams were heard as blood splattered everywhere!