313: ambush

“Tianque Sect?”

Hearing this, Yan Shu chuckled softly, lifted his hand to turn the page of his book, and continued:

“The powerful experts of the Tianque Sect are currently defending Yaoshi City against the Yao Race army's attack, and the frontline war is intense. Even if they knew True Person Tianxuan was refining the demon transformation pill, they wouldn't move this quickly.”

Daoist Chisong was stunned, and only after a long pause did he speak gloomily: “Then, in your opinion, who would be responsible?”

Yan Shu did not answer, but instead asked: “Has the identity of the Man in White Robes who destroyed the Chusheng Sect's main hall been uncovered?”

“It hasn't been verified yet, but one thing is certain: that person must be a Cultivator from another continent.”

Hearing this, Yan Shu slowly raised his eyes, a sharp look condensing in them: “Then the answer is obvious.”

“Are you saying? That the Man in White Robes suppressed and killed that old thief Tianxuan, and also destroyed the Chusheng Sect?”

Daoist Chisong suddenly sat up straight. He paused, then shook his head independently,

“But even though Daoist Tianxuan was nearing the end of his lifespan, he was still a genuine Void Refining Ninth Layer Cultivation base. Ordinary Void Refining Cultivators are nothing but weaklings before him.”

Yan Shu put down the book scroll in his hand, tapping the cover lightly with his fingertip:

“The two words ‘what if’ are the greatest taboo on the path of cultivation.

I suspect that the Man in White Robes not only suppressed and killed Daoist Tianxuan, but the demon transformation pill likely fell into his hands as well. To be precise, he probably broke into the Chusheng Sect specifically for that demon transformation pill.”

Daoist Chisong fell into contemplation. After a long while, he looked up at Yan Shu and asked in a deep voice: “Then what should we do? Should we send people to track the whereabouts of the Man in White Robes, or should we first monitor the situation in Yaoshi City?”

Before his voice faded, the door of the private room was slammed open with a “bang.”

Daoist Yunche rushed in hurriedly.

His gaze was like lightning, sweeping around the private room. He said with a solemn expression: “Something is wrong!”

“Daoist Fu Nian has lost contact. It has been a full half day, and his whereabouts are unknown.”

“Furthermore, we just received news that several powerful experts, who were at the Eleventh Demon Suppressing Tower, are rushing to reinforce Yaoshi City!”

The composure on Yan Shu's face vanished, and his expression grew solemn.

Daoist Chisong cried out in surprise: “Why would this happen for no reason? Could it be that they found out about Daoist Fu Nian's defection and acted preemptively?”

Daoist Yunche nodded heavily: “Given the current situation, this is the only plausible guess. I just can't figure out how Fu Nian, who has always been cautious and meticulous, managed to expose himself.”

The black shadow that had remained silent in the corner suddenly moved.

It was a Great Yao wearing a black robe. His face under the hood was hidden in shadow, revealing only a pair of vertical pupils that emitted a cold light.

He slowly raised his head now, his voice low: “Since the Chusheng Sect has also been annihilated, and the situation is already chaotic, why don't we strike now? Let's catch them off guard! Even if the people from the Tianque Sect find out, so what? They are tied down by the Yao Race army in Yaoshi City and are unable to send Clones. In the end, they will still be helpless!”

The three of them simultaneously looked toward Yan Shu, their eyes clearly holding the same thought, evidently agreeing with the Great Yao's suggestion.

Yan Shu tapped the desktop lightly with his fingertip. After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly asked: “Which Demon Suppressing Tower is closest to the Twelfth Demon Suppressing Tower?”

“It's the Fifteenth Tower, outside Jiuyou City!”

Daoist Chisong almost blurted it out. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized, his pupils contracting slightly, “You mean, the opponent's next target is likely... the Fifteenth Demon Suppressing Tower?”

“Currently, the war in Yaoshi City is intense, and the Tianque Sect and the Five Elders Gate simply cannot spare any manpower for reinforcement.”

Yan Shu spoke plainly, his tone certain, “Even if they noticed some clues, I estimate they can only send out two people.”

He paused, then added: “At most... three people!”

“Looking at this situation, they want to settle accounts one by one and eradicate us individually.”

The Great Yao's eyes lit up upon hearing this, Demonic Qi faintly surging around him, his tone filled with eagerness:

“Then what are we waiting for? Let's immediately summon the other Tower Masters and rush to reinforce Jiuyou City! First, capture those three people, then release the Yao Race held in the Fifteenth Tower, and we will surely turn this Rain God Continent upside down!”

“It's already too late to rush to Jiuyou City now,” Yan Shu slowly shook his head and said solemnly.

“However, we can set up an ambush at the next location in advance, waiting for the rabbit to stumble into the stump.”

He looked up at Daoist Chisong: “Fellow Daoist Yunche, quickly go notify the remaining Tower Masters that the plan is starting early.

Afterward, immediately rendezvous with us and proceed together to the next Demon Suppressing Tower to set an ambush. We must devour these three chess pieces first!”

Immediately after, he turned his gaze to the Great Yao in the black robe:

“You, on the other hand, will lead the Yao Race who have escaped the Demon Suppressing Towers to wipe out the Second-rate Sect forces across the Rain God Continent, eliminating them root and branch!”

“When all matters are concluded, we will then rush to Yaoshi City together for the final battle!”

...Outside Jiuyou City, astral winds howled, and bloody Qi scattered everywhere.

Chen Xuan, clad in white robes, floated in the air. He condensed a Sword Art with two fingers, and a bolt of azure light sliced through the sky like silk, effortlessly piercing the skull of a Deity Transformation Realm Great Yao with a single sword strike.

Before the Great Yao's miserable scream could end, it had already turned into flying ash.

He flicked his finger, and a smooth, translucent demon core fell into his palm, which he casually tossed into his storage ring.

“Consider this a hard-earned fee.”

Before his voice fell, his figure transformed into a streak of flowing light, chasing after another Yao Race member who was fleeing in panic. His Killing Intent was awe-inspiring as his robes fluttered.

Not far away, Li Pingan's fist winds were fierce and mighty, specifically targeting the Nascent Soul Realm Yao Race members.

Where his fist force reached, the sound of bones cracking was incessant, and his movements were swift and decisive.

As for the more powerful Soul Emergence Demonic Beasts, his Revered Master would naturally take action to suppress them, and he didn't need to worry about them at all.

On the wasteland in front of the Demon Suppressing Tower, Zhao Jingchen and Lin Xiuqin tightly gripped their long swords, their eyes fixed on the fighting high above. Their hearts felt like they were stuffed with cotton, making them feel anxious and stifled.

Moments after Revered Master and Elder Master Qing Xuan stepped into the Demon Suppressing Tower, the ground beneath their feet suddenly trembled violently. Amidst the roar, the Formation of the entire Demon Suppressing Tower shattered inch by inch.

It was exactly the same as what happened with Daoist Yunche.

The next moment!

The next moment, thousands of Yao Race members roared as they surged out from the tower, scattering and fleeing. A foul wind, mixed with malice, rushed toward them, and a fierce, chaotic battle thus began.

Young Master Li was roughly the same age as them, yet he could slay demons and devils on the battlefield with ease. In contrast, they couldn't help at all. They constantly had to guard against stray attacks, afraid of causing trouble for Revered Master and Senior Chen.

An indescribable sense of frustration and unwillingness spread through their limbs, leaving their eyes filled with gloom.

At this moment, Zhao Jingchen and Lin Xiuqin truly felt the gap between Prodigies.

It was simply a chasm, a difference as vast as the heavens and the earth, an insurmountable gulf.