277: Chapter 277 Capturing the Palace Master in One Move, Escaping Death

Chu Sheng moved.

The four swords of zhuxian unsheathed simultaneously, and dark golden Sword Qi exploded within the hall, like four shooting stars streaking across the night sky.

The Zhu Xian Sword Formation unfolded around Palace Master Su Yousi, with intersecting sword light weaving into an airtight net.

Palace Master Su Yousi's expression changed drastically. She swung her black chains frantically, but when they struck the sword array, they were shredded like paper.

"You—!" Her voice carried terror.

Chu Sheng ignored her, driving the sword array with all his might to keep Palace Master Su Yousi firmly trapped in the center.

Dark golden Sword Qi surged like a tide, every streak carrying the killing intent unique to the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.

Palace Master Su Yousi's left arm was gashed open by the Sword Qi, and black blood dripped onto the floor.

Her chains snapped inch by inch under the grinding of the Sword Qi, with fragments scattering all over the floor.

She attempted to break out using her Divine Sense, but as soon as it touched the edge of the sword array, it was shredded by the sharp Sword Qi.

She let out a muffled groan, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Chu Sheng stood outside the sword array, his hands held in a virtual grip, maintaining it with all his strength.

Fine beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, but his gaze remained steady.

"Go!" he shouted to Yu Rumeng.

Yu Rumeng rushed over from the corner, grabbing Chu Li, who was crouching on the ground.

Chu Li looked up and saw Chu Sheng's cold, stern face.

That face—he had seen it countless times in his dreams.

"Dad...?" His voice was very soft, carrying a hint of uncertainty.

Chu Sheng had no time to respond. He grabbed Chu Li's arm with one hand and pulled him to his side.

Chu Li's body was very light, as light as a feather.

Chu Sheng's heart ached for a moment, but he did not show it.

Palace Master Su Yousi struggled within the sword array, her black chains reforming and blasting towards the core of the array.

The sword array trembled, but it did not break.

Chu Sheng gritted his teeth, driving his spiritual power to the limit.

The four swords of zhuxian vibrated simultaneously, the dark red patterns on their blades glowing like red-hot iron.

The Sword Qi surged, shredding Palace Master Su Yousi's chains once again.

Palace Master Su Yousi was trapped in the center of the sword array, her face pale, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"You... how is it possible..."

Chu Sheng did not answer her.

His Zhu Xian Sword Formation, honed through over a decade of bitter training and bolstered by the blessing of the Heavenly Venerable Duobao, would trap even someone at the half-step Divine Ability level for half an incense stick of time.

As someone at the Peak of Spirit Containment, Palace Master Su Yousi couldn't possibly break free in less than several hours.

Moreover, the sword array contained killing power; if she tried to force her way out, she would only be injured more severely.

Palace Master Su Yousi tried several times, but each time she was forced back by the Sword Qi.

Several more wounds appeared on her body, and the black blood dripping onto the floor hissed.

She finally gave up struggling, standing in the center of the sword array, defending with all her might, looking at Chu Sheng with a complex gaze.

"Who are you? You are not an ordinary Demon General."

Chu Sheng ignored her.

"Go!" Chu Sheng said to Yu Rumeng.

Yu Rumeng did not hesitate; she grabbed the rumeng token and rushed toward the palace gate.

Chu Sheng held Chu Li with one hand and maintained the sword array with the other, following behind her.

He swept up the Zhu Xian Sword Formation along with Palace Master Su Yousi; the dark golden Sword Qi wrapped around her like a mobile cage.

Palace Master Su Yousi struggled within the sword array, but it was to no avail.

Her complexion shifted from pale to livid.

"Chu Sheng! You are Chu Sheng!" She finally recognized him.

Chu Sheng did not look back.

His figure sped through the night, his speed astonishingly fast.

Leaving the side hall, Chu Sheng took a communication Jade Slip from his Storage Pouch and sent a message to his Dao Companions in Jin Xiao City.

"The storm in the Northern Territory is coming soon. Take the children and go to the Fengxian Secret Realm to take refuge immediately. Hurry!"

Li Zhiyi replied first: "What about you?"

Chu Sheng said: "Don't worry about me, go quickly."

Lin Wanqing replied: "Stay safe."

Liu Qingyan did not reply, but Chu Sheng knew she was already taking action.

Zhou Wantang replied with one word: "Okay."

Chu Sheng put away the Jade Slip and increased his speed.

Chu Li was tucked under his arm, his thin, frail body like a little chick in his grasp.

The child did not struggle, nor did he cry.

He simply looked up at Chu Sheng's profile, his eyes shining.

He thought: Is this my father? He trapped the Nine Nether Palace Master in a single move.

He found it absurd.

Father and Palace Master Su Yousi were both in the Yun Shen Realm; how could Father make a move and leave Palace Master Su Yousi with no room to fight back?

But in reality, it was not absurd at all.

Palace Master Su Yousi was empty-handed, at most equipped with a heaven rank magic treasure, while Chu Sheng held the four swords of zhuxian.

It was like two adults fighting with iron rods, and a third person pulling out a gun.

This gun was the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.

Over a decade of bitter training, the blessing of the Heavenly Venerable Duobao, and the fact that Palace Master Su Yousi was completely caught off guard.

This battle had no suspense from the very beginning.

Yu Rumeng followed by his side, the rumeng token suspended beside her, its white light illuminating the path ahead.

Her expression was calm, but her heart was beating rapidly.

She had not expected Chu Sheng to come.

She had even less expected him to save her in this way.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

Chu Sheng said: "Duanhun River."

Yu Rumeng was stunned for a moment: "Duanhun River?"

Chu Sheng said: "There is someone at the bottom of the river. He can help us."

Yu Rumeng did not ask further and kept up with his pace.

The side hall behind them grew further and further away.

Palace Master Su Yousi's roar came from within the sword array, filled with unwillingness and Wrath.

"Chu Sheng! The Demon Venerable will not let you go!"

Chu Sheng did not look back.

He shattered the palace gate with a palm strike and rushed into the night.

In the direction of the Duanhun River, the fog was thick, and nothing could be seen clearly.

But he knew that the answers he needed were there.

Behind him, the Zhu Xian Sword Formation wrapped around Palace Master Su Yousi, like a mobile cage, speeding along with him.

Chu Sheng's spiritual power was depleting rapidly, but he gritted his teeth and did not stop.

He could not stop.

If he stopped, it would all be over.

Chu Li huddled in his arms, gripping his lapels tightly.

The child looked up at Chu Sheng and called out softly: "Dad."

Chu Sheng's heart trembled violently.

He did not look down, only tightened his arms a little.

"Don't be afraid. Dad is here."

Duanhun River surged ahead, dark red waves crashing against the reefs on the shore.

Chu Sheng did not slow down and plunged straight in.

Yu Rumeng followed behind him, the light of the rumeng token opening up a space within the river water.

Resentful Souls swarmed in from all directions but were forced back by the Sword Qi and the light of the rumeng token.

Chu Sheng, with Palace Master Su Yousi's cage, sank to the bottom of the river together.

On the river surface, the fog swirled for a moment, then returned to calm.

In the distance, from the direction of the Nine Nether Palace, a terrifying aura was rushing toward them.

Arrogance.

He had arrived.

But Chu Sheng had already sunk to the bottom of the river, disappearing into the darkness.