113: Chapter 113 The Treasure Appears, Ambush

"Amitabha..." Head Monk Liansheng swept a glance at the three parties already present near the beam of light, then sighed helplessly with a bitter smile on his face. "To think that this has even drawn out these two Yao Beasts... It seems this treasure is not destined for our Buddhist sect."

He suddenly felt the urge to retreat, but still harboring a sliver of wishful thinking, he decided to continue watching.

What if he was truly lucky, and the treasure fell into his hands?

As the Buddhist sect often says, nothing is absolute; as long as it exists, there is hope.

The various parties stood there, their gazes all fixed on the beam of light, anticipating the emergence of the treasure.

While waiting, two more auras of varying strength arrived from different directions.

Judging by their appearance, these two were likely Loose Cultivators of the Land Immortal Realm living in seclusion somewhere on the Dongxuan Continent.

One was an Old Man in Green Shirt carrying an ancient sword on his back, while the other was a Person in a Bamboo Hat with a bamboo flute tucked into their waist.

Upon arriving, they instantly sensed the tense, hair-trigger atmosphere of the place, especially after detecting the presence of White Luan and her two companions, as well as the Fire Phoenix and Black Flood Dragon on the nearby cliff.

The two very wisely chose a similar course of action to Head Monk Liansheng, each finding an inconspicuous corner to stand.

For a time, with the beam of light at the center, the various factions occupied their own spots within a radius of several dozen miles, the atmosphere heavy to the extreme.

After carefully sizing up those present, White Luan turned her head, looked at Hei Tu and Elder Mo Ya, and whispered, "The moment that item appears, Elder Mo Ya, immediately use your Divine Soul secret technique to make them lose their ability to act as much as possible!"

"And I will seize the item at top speed. Once I have it, we must flee immediately—do not hesitate in the slightest!"

"Understood!" A dark glint flashed in Elder Mo Ya's eyes as he nodded. "Rest assured, even if I have to exhaust my Origin, I will ensure the crow's cry achieves its maximum effect!"

The three of them were well aware that, one-on-one, they feared no one here.

But with wolves surrounding them, especially those two Yao Beasts whose strength might far exceed their estimates, the consequences of being entangled would be unimaginable.

Another half hour passed, with everyone's focus firmly fixed on that massive beam of light.

The light of the beam began to slowly dim!

In a few breaths, the beam of light vanished completely, and the next moment, a brilliant golden stream of light shot up from deep underground into the sky!

Under the cover of that golden light, the faint outline of what appeared to be a jade pendant could be seen.

The moment it appeared, the auras of the various parties erupted into the sky.

"Elder Mo Ya, now, strike!!" White Luan cried out sharply.

Elder Mo Ya, having prepared for a long time, felt a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes as his shriveled chest suddenly swelled high. Above his head, the space distorted, and a crow phantom about two feet in size suddenly burst forth from his Sea of Consciousness!

The moment the crow phantom appeared, it violently opened its beak.

"Caw~!!!"

A piercing crow's cry instantly covered a hundred-mile radius!

In that very instant, whether it was the Fire Phoenix and Black Flood Dragon on the cliff, the halo-shrouded Head Monk Liansheng, or the other two reclusive experts, all of their movements stalled simultaneously under this sudden attack targeting the Divine Soul!

Everyone's eyes became vacant at that moment, as if they had lost consciousness.

During the short three breaths of time that Elder Mo Ya had bought for her, White Luan's figure had already vanished, and she reached out with one hand to grab the jade pendant shooting into the high sky, covered in golden light!

When the jade pendant was in her hand, the massive energy contained within it almost tore through her palm. But a look of irrepressible ecstasy instantly appeared on White Luan's face.

"I got it! Go! Go quickly!" She shouted without hesitation to Hei Tu and Elder Mo Ya beside her, while simultaneously flicking her left hand. The pink bell that had been tied to her wrist flew out, instantly transforming into a large, semi-transparent bell.

The bell swallowed the three of them inside.

"Clang!"

With a chime, the bell flared with light and transformed into a stream of light, speeding away toward the north.

However, the very moment the chime of the bell rang out,

"Screech—!!!"

An angry phoenix cry exploded like thunder from the Nine Heavens!

And this cry caused the others present to snap back to their senses!

The Fire Phoenix's eyes were burning with monstrous rage, its golden pupils locked tightly onto the fleeing bell.

"Pursue!!" The Fire Phoenix did not hesitate in the slightest. Its wings flapped violently, and its seventy-to-eighty-meter-wide fiery red wings ignited with monstrous flames with a "boom," illuminating half the sky in a deep red.

It transformed into a crimson-gold meteor, chasing rapidly in the direction the bell had fled! Wherever it passed, the air distorted and clouds evaporated, leaving a scorched trail of fire in its wake.

Following closely behind the Fire Phoenix, the Black Flood Dragon was even more direct, letting out an angry roar as thick water vapor rose around its body, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Its massive body rode the dark clouds, and its speed was shockingly fast, following closely behind the Fire Phoenix. Two streams of light, one crimson and one black, pursued the bell ahead.

Head Monk Liansheng's eyes flickered. He glanced at the sarira in his hand, then looked toward the three terrifying auras rapidly moving away, and finally let out a long sigh and shook his head.

"Forget it, forget it! With my strength, even if I could catch up, I would never be able to obtain that treasure!! I should return to Kasyapa Temple and prepare early. This Dongxuan Continent is truly about to change!"

He glanced at the two Loose Cultivators of the Land Immortal Realm nearby, nodded at them, and then transformed into a golden stream of light, returning in the direction of Kasyapa Temple in the Western Regions.

"What!? Should we follow!?" The Old Man in Green Shirt with the ancient sword on his back frowned, looking at the Person in a Bamboo Hat beside him.

"Follow? And do what if we do? If we're careless and end up headless, it wouldn't be worth it. Look, that old bald donkey has already left, so we should just go back too. Come, let's go back, and I'll treat you to a drink!" The Person in a Bamboo Hat with a bamboo flute tucked into their waist looked at the departing Head Monk Liansheng, a bitter smile also appearing on their face.

The two prepared to turn and leave.

Suddenly, an even more vast aura swept in from the eastern horizon!

The intensity of its pressure actually made both of them feel their Divine Souls tremble.

"How is this possible? The strength of this aura... is actually a few points stronger than that Black Flood Dragon and Fire Phoenix from just now!?"

The two looked up abruptly, only to see a figure that had appeared in the Void Realm without them knowing when.

The person who had arrived was none other than Xia Jin, who had come from the Great Xia Imperial Palace.

He swept a glance around, and after sensing the few auras left behind in this place, he couldn't help but frown.

Of course, his gaze soon fell on the Old Man in Green Shirt and the Person in a Bamboo Hat, who had not yet left below.

"Where are the others?" Xia Jin asked, his voice filled with incomparable dominance.