124: Chapter 124 The Unforgettable Ghost of the Tiangang Sect

Outside the hall.

Shen Chong held that azure-colored longsword in his left hand while his right hand formed hand seals. Ray after ray of azure sword light shot out from the blade, transforming into a sky-covering rain of swords that forced three Tiangang Sect Disciples to retreat step by step.

The sword light was sharp yet agile, sometimes like a venomous snake flicking its tongue to strike at vitals, and sometimes like a celestial maiden scattering flowers to cover all directions.

Every strike was perfectly timed, neither giving his opponents a chance to breathe nor wasting half a bit of spiritual power.

The characteristics of the Azure Wood Precious Body were displayed to the fullest at this moment—his spiritual power was endless, and his recovery speed far exceeded that of ordinary people. Having fought for so long, Shen Chong's aura remained steady, and he even grew braver as the battle progressed.

Shen Quan, on the other hand, was even more domineering.

He thrust both fists out, his fist energy whistling. Red-gold light flowed over his fists, and every punch carried the terrifying power of his Acquired Treasure Body and phoenix blood.

“Bang!”

A punch smashed into a Tiangang Sect Disciple's chest, the sound of breaking ribs clearly audible. The Disciple was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air before crashing heavily into the ruins thirty meters away. After a few struggles, he went silent.

“Two pieces of trash dare to rob me?” Shen Quan spat, his face full of disdain.

The remaining two Tiangang Sect Disciples turned pale, their eyes filled with fear.

Although the three of them had only recently broken through to the Huahong Realm, they were considered minor experts in the outside world. They thought dealing with two Soul Fire Realm brats would be as easy as reaching for something in a pocket.

Who would have thought—

These two brats were more freakish than the other!

The one using the sword had a bizarre and unpredictable swordsmanship; every strike was tricky and ruthless, making it impossible to guard against. Moreover, that guy's spiritual power seemed inexhaustible; after fighting for so long, his aura wasn't disturbed in the slightest.

As for the one using his fists, he was even more of a monster!

When those fists hit the body, it was like being struck by an ancient Vicious Beast; even bones were about to shatter!

“Damn it! What on earth is the background of these two?!” A Tiangang Sect Disciple clutched his broken arm, staggering back with eyes full of terror.

“I don't know... but they're definitely not ordinary Loose Cultivators! With this strength and these methods, they must be at least Core Disciples meticulously cultivated by a major Sect!”

“Quick! Call for help! Call all the other fellow brothers over!”

One of the Disciples pulled a jade talisman from his bosom and crushed it abruptly.

“Bang!”

The jade talisman exploded, and a piercing red light shot into the sky, bursting into a blood-colored firework that was clearly visible for a hundred miles.

That was the Tiangang Sect's distress signal.

Shen Quan's expression changed: “Not good, they're calling for people!”

Shen Chong's brow furrowed slightly. He shook his longsword, and the sword light surged, wanting to finish these two off before more people arrived.

However—

Those two Tiangang Sect Disciples had already grown wise.

They no longer engaged Shen Chong and Shen Quan head-on, but retreated desperately to open up distance, defending without attacking to stall for time.

“Once our people arrive, let's see how arrogant you can be!” The Disciple who crushed the jade talisman sneered, his eyes full of venomous malice.

Just as he finished speaking—

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

Several sharp sounds of breaking through the air came from the distance.

Seven or eight figures streaked over from various parts of the ruins at an astonishing speed, landing beside the two Tiangang Sect Disciples in the blink of an eye.

They were all at the Huahong Realm. The middle-aged man leading them was at the Peak of the Huahong Realm, with a deep aura and eyes flashing with sharp light.

“Senior Brother Liu! You’ve finally arrived!” The injured Disciple acted as if he had seen a savior and hurriedly went to meet him, pointing at Shen Chong and Shen Quan with a face full of venom. “It's these two brats! They stole our treasure and even injured Junior Brother Zhao!”

Senior Brother Liu's gaze fell on Shen Chong and Shen Quan, a flash of greed crossing his eyes.

He had seen the longsword in Shen Chong's hand from afar; one look was enough to tell it was no ordinary treasure.

The blade was entirely azure, with frost flower patterns flowing along the edge. Its coldness was restrained yet did not lose its sharpness; it was at least a Heaven-Grade Magic Treasure!

A Heaven-Grade Magic Treasure was something that even the Void Tempering Elders of their Tiangang Sect might not necessarily possess.

Now that he had seen one in the hands of a Soul Fire Realm brat, if he could seize it and offer it to a Sect Elder, he might even be able to secure the status of a Personal Disciple!

“Two Soul Fire Realm juniors dare to steal things from my Tiangang Sect?” Senior Brother Liu's lips curled into a cold smile as he waved his hand. “Take them down! Search them and find the items!”

Seven or eight Tiangang Sect Disciples responded in unison, their bodies lunging forward toward Shen Chong and Shen Quan!

Shen Quan's face darkened as the spiritual power within him surged frantically. The power of his Acquired Treasure Body erupted fully, and red-gold light condensed on his fists like a small sun.

“Come on! Who's afraid of who!”

He threw a punch, the fist energy whistling, directly blasting away the Tiangang Sect Disciple who was charging at the very front.

Shen Chong did not hold back either. He shook his longsword, and azure sword light poured down like a waterfall, forcing three Tiangang Sect Disciples back.

But the opponents were too many.

Under the siege of seven or eight Huahong Realm experts, even though Shen Chong and Shen Quan's strength far exceeded those of the same level, they felt somewhat overwhelmed.

“Brother Quan, I can't hold them off!” Shen Chong forced back the opponent in front of him with a sword strike and retreated a few steps, standing back-to-back with Shen Quan.

Shen Quan wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of unwillingness: “Retreat, we can't fight them head-on!”

“Want to run? Where can you run to?” Senior Brother Liu sneered and pulled out a crimson longsword from his bosom. Flame runes flowed on the blade, emitting a scorching aura.

A High Grade Spirit Rank magic sword; it was far inferior to the Heaven-Grade sword in Shen Chong's hand.

He took a step forward, his figure appearing before Shen Chong like a ghost, his longsword thrusting straight for the throat!

This strike was both fast and ruthless. Wherever the sword tip passed, the air was scorched into a distorted shape!

Shen Chong's pupils constricted. He retreated violently while simultaneously blocking with his longsword—

“Clang!”

The sound of clashing metal exploded, and sparks flew in all directions!

Shen Chong was sent flying backward by the shock, flipping several times in the air before crashing heavily onto the ground, a trace of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.

“Shen Chong!” Shen Quan's face changed drastically. He wanted to rush over but was entangled by three Tiangang Sect Disciples and could not break free.

Senior Brother Liu withdrew his sword and stood there, looking down at Shen Chong with eyes full of disdain.

“A Soul Fire Realm junior actually thinks he's worthy of fighting me? Hand over the things, and I'll give you a quick death.”

Shen Chong used his longsword to prop himself up as he stood, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of stubbornness.

“In your dreams.”

“You're looking for death!”

Senior Brother Liu's face darkened. His longsword struck again, the sword light like a bolt of silk, slashing straight down!

With this strike, he used his full strength. A Peak Huahong Realm cultivation combined with a High Grade Heaven-Grade Magic Treasure was powerful enough to instantly kill any Cultivator below the Dharma Image Realm!

The sword light arrived in an instant—

However!

“Bang!”

A fist descended from the sky, accurately smashing into that beam of sword light.

The sword light shattered upon impact, dissipating into a sky full of sparks.

Senior Brother Liu's face changed drastically, and he abruptly looked up.

Two figures were seen walking out from the Main Hall, their pace neither fast nor slow. Their auras were as deep as an abyss, making everyone present feel breathless.

It was Shen Yuanshan and Shen Yuanhe.

“Third Uncle!” Shen Quan was overjoyed. He forced back the opponent in front of him with a punch and hurriedly ran to Shen Yuanshan's side.

Shen Chong also breathed a sigh of relief and retreated to the side while clutching his chest.

Shen Yuanshan's gaze swept over those Tiangang Sect Disciples, finally landing on Senior Brother Liu, his lips curling into a cold smile.

“The people of the Tiangang Sect really are like lingering ghosts.”

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