457: Gift of Treasure

That night, ten miles outside Wind Capital City.

The hundred-acre bamboo forest rustled in the night, like countless whispering ghosts. Suddenly, hundreds of dark figures descended from the sky, landing silently in the forest like night owls.

"Tonight at midnight, our inside contact will deactivate Yuzhu Mountain Villa's grand Formation. At that time, follow me in and leave no one alive!" The voice of the black-clad leader was icy, each word carrying a chilling killing intent.

"Understood!" The black-clad figures responded in unison, their voices suppressed yet sharp.

The leader raised his hand and conjured a Formation Plate, its light screen swirling to completely conceal their figures.

Midnight arrived.

Above Yuzhu Mountain Villa, the faint blue protective light screen suddenly dissipated like a bubble.

The next second, powerful auras, long hidden, erupted from all around the villa!

A few breaths later, several fiery orbs of light, like small suns, exploded above the villa, illuminating half the sky as bright as day.

Inside Prince Yus Mansion, Feng Changge suddenly rose from his ornate couch, leaving the beautiful woman sprawled on it.

He pushed open the carved window lattice, gazing at the dazzling light in the distance, a cold glint appearing in his eyes.

"Third Brother, Fourth Brother... you are seeking your own demise!" He clenched his five fingers, and a silver-patterned python robe instantly appeared on him. He strode out of the sleeping chambers with large steps.

At this moment, Yuzhu Mountain Villa had transformed into a Shura battlefield.

The sounds of shouting, Magic Treasure collisions, and the desperate wails of Cultivators interwove.

Fires erupted everywhere, Formation patterns flickered, and the entire villa trembled.

Although the Yin Family was not a top-tier cultivation family, with their immense wealth, they supported a large number of high-grade Cultivators.

At this moment, above the villa, more than twenty powerful experts, at least in the Tribulation Crossing Realm, were locked in battle, Spiritual Qi exploding and energy waves surging.

Below, more Cultivators were fighting desperately with the invading black-clad figures, sword light, Talismans, and magic spells intertwining like rain.

Inside the main hall, Yin Zheng, dressed in a brown robe embroidered with runes, was surrounded by over a dozen radiant Magic Treasures, confronting two black-clad leaders.

The treasures hummed, and Spiritual Pressure was overwhelming.

"Yin Zheng! Hand over the Yuzhu Treasury key, and we can spare your life!"

"Otherwise... today will be the day your entire Yin Family is wiped out!"

The black-clad leader's tone was sinister, his killing intent pressing down like a tangible force.

Yin Zheng's lips curled into a mocking, cold smile: "Heh heh, two Mahayana, twelve Undergoing Tribulation... what a grand gesture!"

"But do you think breaking the grand Formation means you'll succeed? In just a hundred breaths... Your Highness will surely arrive, and then none of you will escape!"

"A hundred breaths?" The leader scoffed, "Stubborn fool! Then we'll take the key from your corpse!"

Before he finished speaking, he pointed his sword, and dozens of Flying Swords materialized in the Void Realm, forming an ancient greatsword that slashed down with the force to tear the sky apart!

The other person simultaneously shook a soul banner, and countless ferocious souls shrieked as they swarmed out, black mist permeating, eroding bones and devouring souls.

Yin Zheng snorted coldly. A bell-sized bronze clock flew out from his sleeve, growing with the wind, instantly transforming into a massive bronze bell that protected him in the center.

"Clang—!"

The greatsword struck the bell, producing a deafening roar, and ripple-like sound waves spread out in layers.

The black-clad leader who attacked changed his expression, feeling a massive counter-shock force. The ancient bronze greatsword was violently flung back, and he himself felt his Qi and blood surge, retreating several steps.

The surging fierce souls were blocked by the bell's glowing wall, unable to advance an inch.

Yin Zheng's expression was solemn. Hiding inside the bell, his hands rapidly formed incantations.

Over a dozen Magic Treasures around him simultaneously burst into brilliant light—saber, spear, sword, halberd, pagoda, flying wheel... transforming into dazzling streaks of light, overwhelming the two Mahayana.

With his Middle Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivation, relying on his family's Ten Thousand Treasures Art and his collection of treasures, he actually managed to hold off two Mahayana for a time.

But he knew clearly that this was his limit.

Simultaneously controlling over ten Heaven-Grade Magic Treasures, his magical power consumption was like a bursting dam.

High in the sky, three of the Yin Family's seven Elders had already fallen, blood raining down.

Two Yin Family retainers, seeing that the tide had turned, did not hesitate to self-detonate part of their cultivation, blasting open their encirclement and fleeing.

The remaining two Yin Family Clan Elders could not hold on. In an instant, another was blown to pieces, and the last one also had an arm severed, screaming as he plummeted into the ruins below.

From the moment the Formation was broken until now, only sixty breaths had passed.

Yin Zheng felt his magical power rapidly draining away. Even with Medicinal Pills constantly dissolving, he couldn't keep up, and a bitter taste filled his mouth.

"Your Highness... if you don't come soon, your uncle truly might perish here today..."

Just as he was on the verge of despair—

A blazing golden light, like a meteor, streaked across the night sky, tearing through the battlefield!

Feng Changge, clad in a silver-patterned python robe, stepped out of the Escape Light, followed closely by hundreds of powerful auras, their pressure instantly enveloping the entire scene!

"It's Prince Yu!"

"How did he arrive so quickly?!"

The two black-clad Mahayana Realm Cultivators were greatly shaken, their faces beneath their masks extremely grim.

The news they received was definitely not this!

Someone should have intercepted reinforcements outside the city!

"This is unsustainable, let's go!" The two made an immediate decision, their figures transforming into light, soaring into the sky!

With a Prince personally present and bringing several Mahayana reinforcements, if they were captured on the spot, the consequences would be unimaginable!

At this moment, they only wanted to flee a thousand miles away.

Before the Great Feng Emperor ascended to immortality, all disputes could only remain hidden beneath the surface.

"You killed so many people, and you still want to leave?!"

Yin Zheng's eyes were bloodshot. With an enraged roar, he violently crushed two precious golden Talismans!

Buzz!

The Void Realm vibrated, and two Immortal-Binding Ropes, seemingly forged from pure gold, appeared out of thin air, wrapping around the two Mahayana with lightning speed!

Golden light shimmered, and Dao patterns were densely packed. These were top-tier Talismans, their price comparable to Heaven-Grade Magic Treasures!

The two Mahayana's escape lights sharply turned. They continuously attacked the golden ropes, and although they weren't bound immediately, their speed suddenly slowed down.

High in the sky, Feng Changge's eyes were icy, a cold smile playing on his lips.

He raised his hand and conjured an item—it was a pair of intertwining, rotating silver moon wheels, their edges incomparably sharp, radiating a chilling glow that made hearts palpitate.

"Go!"

With his low shout, the moon wheels disintegrated into a sky full of moon blades, pouring down like a torrential rain, covering all the fleeing black-clad figures!

More than half of them went straight for the two Mahayana!

Chii chii chii chii—!

Wherever the moon blades passed, protective divine light and defensive Magic Treasures were torn apart and pierced through as easily as paper!

The twelve arrogant Tribulation Crossing Realm black-clad figures screamed, heavily wounded and plummeting to the ground, instantly subdued by the swarming experts from Prince Yus Mansion.

Even the protective treasure light of the two Mahayana Realm Cultivators was violently shaken by the moon blades, and their escape light became increasingly scattered!

Feng Changge's heart was filled with unquenchable shock: "This twin moon wheel bestowed by Senior Xiao... is actually this terrifying!"

He couldn't help but recall a moment ago, when he had just walked out of his courtyard, a silver light shot towards him.

It scared him so much that he almost activated the life-saving trump card his maternal grandfather had left him.

Fortunately, the silver light merely hovered in front of him, making no other movements.

At the same time, Xiao Zhuo's words entered his mind: "These are twin moon wheels. I'm temporarily lending them to you for protection. I don't want anything to happen to you!"

And so, he brought this treasure out.

Seeing the group of powerful experts attempting to flee, he became anxious and conjured the twin moon wheel.

He hadn't expected it to have such power.

This was still the effect of his own magical power enhancement. Xiao Zhuo had also left a trace of immortal power within the twin moon wheel, which could activate the twin moon wheel for ten breaths.

That was the true life-saving measure.

But even with Feng Changge's magical power enhancement, these twin moon wheels were the most terrifying Magic Treasure he had ever seen.

As the group of Tribulation Crossing Realm black-clad figures were apprehended, a large number of moon blades also caught up to the two Mahayana Realm black-clad figures who had fled the farthest.