169: Chapter 169 Thousand Feathers Attack

When Chen Lingyi and the others were returning to their Immortal Cave, a terrifying pressure swept over from the distance.

"Puff!"

"What is this?"

The eight of them were horrified.

Although that pressure was not directed at them and even came from afar, even so, the few of them were still pressed so hard that they could barely breathe, and the weaker ones had already fainted.

Among all of them, only Chen Lingtong was able to barely stand. Her gaze carried determination, blood continuously seeped from the corner of her mouth, and she stared straight at the direction of the pressure.

As for Chen Lingyi and the others, including Zhong Yuan and Xu Shi, they were all lying flat on the ground at this moment, unable to move.

"Yuxin?" Chen Lingyi raised his head with difficulty, looking at Chen Lingtong in front of him.

Far away in the distance.

A figure materialized, and he was none other than Master Qianyu.

"A fierce battle took place here, and the destructive power is definitely something a Foundation Establishment Cultivator could not achieve. Could it be?!" he guessed.

"That's right, there is the aura of Senior Xuesha here. As expected, Senior Xuesha got into a fight with someone." Master Qianyu descended from the air, his Divine Sense sweeping across every inch, and he could sense a faint trace of Evil Qi from the surroundings.

"It looks like Senior Xuesha had the upper hand, but there is no aura of any other Purple Palace Cultivator here. It should have been wiped out."

Master Qianyu observed his surroundings, finding not a shred of aura from the other person.

However, this was somewhat wrong. Why would another Purple Palace Cultivator want to erase their own aura?

Unless they knew someone would definitely come, or even knew the identity of Senior Xuesha.

Thinking about it this way, the identity of the enemy became much simpler.

That person either had a grudge against Senior Xuesha, a grudge against Zhao Tiangang before his Possession, or was a Cultivator from the Anti-Immortal Alliance taking this opportunity to eliminate dissidents.

Of course, he had also considered other possibilities, but within the Anti-Immortal Alliance, many Cultivators came from various factions; some came from various forces, and some were Loose Cultivators.

They gathered together; some were controlled, and some joined voluntarily. The reason for joining voluntarily was very simple: they wanted to use the hands of the Anti-Immortal Alliance to kill the competitors of their own forces.

This was also one of the reasons why the Anti-Immortal Alliance had been able to hide for so many years.

Because someone was protecting them.

Although the Anti-Immortal Alliance was currently a target of universal condemnation in Yan Country, it had to be said that this was also a sharp blade in the dark, capable of clearing out enemies or opponents for those in need or for various factions.

The so-called struggles all stemmed from interests.

Suddenly, he looked in a certain direction. He had noticed it earlier—there were a few Qi Refining Cultivators over there.

He immediately took to the air, flying swiftly toward them.

A distance of dozens of miles was nothing more than a quarter of an hour's work for him.

When he arrived in front of Chen Lingtong and the others, the pressure instantly vanished, and he looked at the eight trembling people.

At this moment, Chen Lingtong and the others were in utter despair. Although they didn't know why the person before them had come, it was definitely not a good thing.

"Senior, if we Juniors have done anything wrong, please show mercy, Senior." Xu Shi asked.

"Noisy." As soon as Master Qianyu finished speaking, Xu Shi's Physical Body instantly burst apart, and he perished on the spot.

Seeing this, the rest were terrified in their hearts and dared not raise their heads to speak again.

However, only Chen Lingtong was still standing and staring straight at him. An unyielding tenacity made Master Qianyu appreciate her.

"Little girl, you are quite pretty, and your gaze is not bad either. How about it? Are you interested in joining my Qianyu Sect?" Master Qianyu glanced at Chen Lingtong, entertaining the thought of taking her as a Disciple.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Senior, but this Junior is used to traveling alone and truly cannot endure such tedious formalities." Chen Lingtong replied neither servilely nor overbearingly.

"Hmm?" Qianyu raised his hand, and an aura descended, enveloping Chen Lingtong.

"Not bad, not bad. Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Perfection cultivation, Metal-Fire dual Spiritual Roots. Your true strength surpasses even an ordinary first-layer Foundation Establishment Cultivator." Master Qianyu ignored Chen Lingtong's refusal and simply observed her on his own accord.

Chen Lingyi and Zhong Yuan watched from the side with anger in their eyes. Just as they tried to get up, they were directly pressed flat onto the ground.

Just as Master Qianyu was about to casually deal with them, Chen Lingtong pleaded for mercy: "Senior, please show mercy."

Hearing this, a look of satisfaction appeared on Master Qianyu's face.

"If you acknowledge me as your master and join my sect, I will spare them."

Finished speaking, Chen Lingyi and Zhong Yuan floated up into thin air, a force gripping their throats as if choking them, making it impossible for them to breathe.

"Cough, cough!"

Chen Lingtong looked back, primarily gazing at Chen Lingyi.

"Senior, I am willing to join your sect. I hope you will let them go." Chen Lingtong said with a face full of humiliation as she knelt down.

"Since that is the case, from now on you are my Disciple. This old man is Qianyu." Master Qianyu nodded.

The magical power supporting Chen Lingyi and the other vanished, and the two tumbled down.

"Sister, at worst we die together." Chen Lingyi didn't know what to say at this moment, but he would absolutely never let his clan sister be captured.

Zhong Yuan stood to the side without speaking further, instead pinching a Talisman in his hand.

He grabbed Chen Lingtong and the other, immediately activating it, and the three of them instantly vanished before Qianyu's eyes.

"Hmm?" Master Qianyu frowned. He hadn't cared about the two at all, but he hadn't expected them to actually possess a Tier 3 Talisman.

Could this person come from a Purple Mansion force? If so, would there be a Purple Palace Cultivator behind him present here?

And could that Purple Palace Cultivator be the person who killed Senior Xuesha?

For a moment, he thought of many things, his expression shifting uncertainly. With a casual wave of his hand, Liu Qi and the others instantly turned to ashes, without even a chance to react.

He immediately spread out his Divine Sense, bringing a radius of a hundred miles under his control.

He hurriedly rushed in one direction.

On the other side, Chen Lingtong and the other two appeared.

The expressions of all three of them were filled with tension. Facing a Purple Mansion Master for the first time, they hadn't expected this Purple Mansion Master to be utterly despicable, actually making a move against low-tier Cultivators.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Zhong, for saving my clan sister's life. Thank you." After Chen Lingyi appeared, he expressed his gratitude to Zhong Yuan.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Zhong." Chen Lingtong also recovered her wits and expressed her gratitude.

Zhong Yuan nodded in acknowledgment and gave a bitter smile, "It's a small matter. We have already escaped a hundred miles away now, and I don't know if that Purple Mansion Master will still be able to find us. If he can, we'll be in big trouble."

Chen Lingyi and Chen Lingtong exchanged a glance, having some guesses about his identity, but now was not the time to investigate.

Before they could escape in any direction, a wave of pressure instantly descended. The complexions of the three turned pale, and they hastily fled.

After a moment, the three stopped and looked up at the white figure in the sky.

Qianyu looked mockingly at the three ants, thinking they could really escape just by using a Tier 3 Talisman.

Chen Lingtong looked into Master Qianyu's cold eyes, knowing in her heart that she could no longer make any demands.

Today, the three of them would surely die.

At the peak of Qingyang Mountain, Chen Changqing's eyelids kept twitching. He felt that something bad was happening, and that direction was...

The Wanshou Mountain Range?!