121: Chapter 121 Iron Hoof Mountain Bandits

The earth trembled violently, as beasts galloped and roared through the mountains and forests, kicking up thunderous rumbles.

The Cultivators who had rushed over after hearing the commotion of the fight, before they could even ascertain the situation, were startled by the rampaging beast horde and fled in a panic.

Su Xuanxiao, carrying the severely injured Zhao Wanyi, blended into the crowd and drifted with the flow, escaping outwards. His High-Tier Breath Concealment Art was pushed to its limit, causing the beast horde to subconsciously ignore their presence and focus their attention on more obvious targets.

As the terrain gradually widened, Su Xuanxiao took advantage of the chaos to change direction and slipped into a nearby bamboo forest.

He went deep into the bamboo forest, and suddenly, the view ahead opened up.

Within the bamboo forest was a clearing, where a thatched cottage stood silently. Starlight, like frost, silently fell upon the roof, and the cottage was empty.

Su Xuanxiao was secretly vigilant. His Divine Sense did not detect anyone inside, so he sent a Puppet in to search carefully.

“How can there be a house in the Secret Realm?”

Su Xuanxiao was filled with doubt and surprise.

Inside the thatched cottage, there was only a thick layer of dust, with no traces of anyone having lived there.

Could it have been left by a Cultivator a hundred years ago? But why wasn't it destroyed by Yao Beasts after a hundred years?

“This bamboo forest must have something unique about it; the Yao Beasts couldn't enter the bamboo forest,” Zhao Wanyi whispered weakly.

Su Xuanxiao felt that her words were reasonable. Since there was no better place to stay at the moment, he decided to rest in the thatched cottage for now.

However, he dared not relax, remaining vigilant of his surroundings at all times.

He manipulated four Puppets to guard the four sides of the thatched cottage, and another Puppet was hidden within the bamboo forest.

Zhao Wanyi sat cross-legged, immediately treating her injuries.

“Sister Wanyi, why don't you transmit out? Your injuries are too severe, and full recovery will take time,” Su Xuanxiao suggested.

Zhao Wanyi's expression stiffened, and her fingers tightened slightly: “If Fourth Young Master demands it, I can leave now.”

This was an Opportunity that came once in a hundred years, and she did not want to leave so easily.

She had always been deeply indebted to the Su Family but had yet to achieve anything significant, which made her ashamed to face the Su Family members, and she desperately wanted to prove her worth.

Secondly, the star energy here was beneficial for improving cultivation, and the more one fought, the faster the improvement.

Therefore, many Cultivators shared Zhao Wanyi's mindset; in order to continue improving their cultivation, they refused to crush their jade token even when facing danger.

But life and death often hung in a single thought, and a moment's hesitation could lead to instant death.

Su Xuanxiao saw that she was unwilling to leave, so he said: “You heal your injuries first. When I tell you to leave, then you leave.”

With that, he handed all the collected storage rings and jade tokens to Zhao Wanyi.

“All the resources collected are on you. If you encounter danger, your priority is to withdraw; you cannot hesitate in the slightest.”

Su Xuanxiao stared into Zhao Wanyi's eyes, earnestly instructing her.

Zhao Wanyi was slightly startled, her lips subconsciously pursing then relaxing, a faint light rippling in her eyes, suddenly blooming into a smile of relief.

“Yes! Wanyi will strictly obey Young Lord's command!”

...

The beast tide, like an ink-black torrent, crushed the earth with destructive force.

Ancient trees collapsed, rocks flew, and everywhere it passed was a mess.

On the back of a two-meter-tall ferocious black tiger, sat a powerful rider as sturdy as an iron tower.

His beard bristled, and his body exuded a wild, bandit-like aura as he felt the aura of the beast horde ahead rushing towards him.

A nearly cruel arc spread across the corner of his mouth. He raised the Dark Gold Broadsword in his hand and roared like thunder:

“Iron Hoof Society!!”

“Here!!”

The response shook the sky, as swords and halberds stood in a forest, their cold gleam flashing.

Behind him was a cavalry Formation equally fierce as wolves and tigers. Men and horses stirred, their iron hooves restlessly pawing at the trembling ground.

Yang Ge's leopard-like eyes were locked onto the surging beast horde, his sinister grin growing more unrestrained.

The raised blade drew a dazzling cold light under the starlight. He used all his strength to let out an earth-shattering roar: “Follow me and crush them! Charge!!”

In an instant, the black tiger beneath Yang Ge let out a deafening roar, charging against the overwhelming beast horde!

Behind him, the bandits of the Iron Hoof Society erupted in bloodthirsty howls, like Vicious Beasts breaking free from their chains, unhesitatingly urging their iron cavalry to follow closely.

In an instant, the cold steel torrent crashed head-on with the raging beast tide!

The sound of blades tearing through fur and severing sinews and bones became a continuous roar. Hot beast blood splattered everywhere, staining the charging bandits a dazzling crimson.

These desperadoes revealed their ferocity, with only slaughter in their eyes and no fear.

Blade light flashed wildly between figures and beast bodies. Every chop brought flying flesh and broken limbs, forcefully plowing a bloody, gory crimson path through the raging beast horde!

Yang Ge, covered in blood, laughed maniacally.

He slaughtered the beast horde and ran wild, then suddenly saw a strange bamboo forest. He unhesitatingly rode his black tiger into it.

“Boss, wait for us!”

The Iron Hoof Society bandits were busy collecting the Yao Beast corpses. Seeing their boss run off alone again, they became impatient.

Although riding Yao Beasts made their travel swift, allowing them to quickly regroup.

However, the Secret Realm was full of dangers; they couldn't just mess around like before!

Yang Ge galloped through the bamboo forest on his black tiger. The surroundings were silent, as if isolated from the world.

Suddenly, the scene ahead opened up, and a lone thatched cottage stood in the center of a clearing.

The moment the black tiger stepped in, a Formation suddenly appeared, enveloping and isolating the surroundings.

“Interesting! I didn't expect someone to be holed up here. Hand over your jade token, and I might consider leaving you a complete corpse.”

Yang Ge looked at the two figures that appeared before him, Su Xuanxiao and Zhao Wanyi, with interest.

He had thought no Cultivators would come to this area, but he only rested for an hour before encountering Cultivators from the Iron Hoof Society.

Su Xuanxiao had seen Yang Ge at the banquet and remembered everyone's faces, so he recognized him at a glance.

The Young Lord of the Iron Hoof Society, at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining cultivation!

“If you crush your jade token now, you might still have a chance to live,” Su Xuanxiao said coldly.

“Hahahahaha!!”

Yang Ge's smile was sinister, a wild aura emanating from him as his Dark Gold Broadsword suddenly pointed at the two of them.

“You think a small Formation can deal with this Young Master? If you don't want to hand over your jade token, then I'll chop you into pieces!”

His gaze suddenly fell upon Zhao Wanyi, and he licked his lips with a lewd expression: “However, this little girl beside you is quite good; I might consider keeping her.”

“Heh!”

A cold arc appeared at the corner of Su Xuanxiao's mouth, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He held a Lightning Fan in his hand and accurately pointed it at the FormationPattern on the ground.

Boom!

In an instant, deafening thunder resounded in all directions, and violent purple electric snakes erupted and twisted, weaving into a dazzling electrical net between heaven and earth.

The next second, two figures, entangled with lightning and Evil Qi, collided!

Purple electric snakes danced wildly and ravaged, intertwining and tearing with the dark gold blade light, setting off violent spiritual energy turbulence.

The black tiger beneath Yang Ge could not withstand the impact of this spiritual energy and immediately spat blood and flew out.

It got up and tried to rush to protect its master, but it was suppressed by two of Su Xuanxiao's Puppet fists, knocked unconscious, and then directly put into a Beast-Taming Bag.

That pitiful thatched cottage was twisted into countless fragments by this irresistible energy, like paper.

Even several of the buried Formation Flags were destroyed, causing the Formation barrier to flicker continuously.

Zhao Wanyi gripped her sword hilt tightly, unleashing Sword Qi to resist, but she was forced to retreat repeatedly by the dominant spiritual energy fluctuations of the two.

At this moment, she finally knew Su Xuanxiao's true cultivation.

Sixth Layer of Qi Refining! He had the same cultivation Realm as her, yet he could contend with Yang Ge, who was at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining. This was simply outrageously strong!

As long as she could seize the Opportunity and create a killing chance for Fourth Young Master—they could win!

No sooner had this thought flashed through her mind than a Thunder Spear instantly pierced through Yang Ge's chest!

Hot blood spurted out violently, but it evaporated instantly upon contact with the intertwining lightning.

Yang Ge's sinister smile froze, his pupils reflecting the dazzling lightning, filled with disbelief.

Then, with a loud boom, Yang Ge, man and spear, was driven into the ground by the lightning, exploding into a dazzling pool of lightning!

Zhao Wanyi's face was blank, her mind buzzing.

What just happened?

Wasn't that my Fourth Young Master? Is... is it over already?!

“Boss!!!”

Heart-wrenching roars pierced through the Formation barrier. The Iron Hoof Society members rushed over, following the sound, and just happened to witness the scene of Yang Ge being pierced through the chest by the Thunder Spear.