Chapter 15: Earth Flame Palace Demon Disciples
After packing up his things, Zhao Sheng suddenly stood up, and with fury, he yelled at Han Xuanwu, "Fine, fine, running into you today is just my bad luck! Can't I just leave? If you've got the guts, come chase after me!"
Without regard for the other people's strange gazes, he quickly walked toward the outside.
"Brother Gongsun, hold on! There's no harm in waiting to exchange the Jade Pendant before leaving!" Lu Dayou suddenly shouted at Zhao Sheng.
However, as if Zhao Sheng didn't hear him, Innate True Qi burst forth from the Yongquan acupoint in his feet, his figure flickered, and he leaped into the darkness.
But the next second, he flew back in a very sorry state, his complexion turning exceedingly ugly.
By then, the clever medicine collectors had already sensed that something was wrong.
The surroundings quickly fell silent, and at this moment, that Purple Sun Sect disciple abruptly stood up and demanded of Zhao Sheng, "What happened?"
Zhao Sheng glanced at him and said coldly, "Someone has set up a Barrier Formation outside; we can't get out."
"Hiss!"
The sight of several dozen people gasping in unison was quite impressive.
This is bad!
The same thought suddenly emerged in everyone's minds.
Zhao Sheng had a bad feeling. For some reason, after seeing that Purple Sun Sect disciple's reaction, he felt very uncomfortable, but before he could figure out why,
That person suddenly and inexplicably said, "Hmm, it's a bit early, but it will do."
Huh? What does he mean?
Zhao Sheng keenly picked up on the change in that person's tone.
He wasn't the only smart one; Lu Dayou also looked up, scrutinizing him with a puzzled expression.
At that moment, the scent in the air suddenly intensified.
"Be careful!"
Zhao Sheng suddenly shouted, and before the others could react, he swiftly arched his back, his body sticking close to the ground as he flew backward.
Just a beat later, a massive burst of scorching red light swept past his nose, the blaze erupting violently, followed by an acrid "spicy" scent assaulting the mouths and noses.
Screams ensued, accompanied by the unchecked, maniacal laughter of that Purple Sun Sect disciple.
"Earth Lungs Poison Flames! Be careful, he's not a Purple Sun Sect disciple, he's a Demon Disciple from the Earth Flame Palace!" That was Han Xuanwu's voice, and with it came a series of explosions.
Zhao Sheng rolled again, jumping to the edge of the stone platform and hiding behind a piece of rubble while quickly swallowing a few Detoxification Pills and activating the Turtle Breath Technique to enter the Fetal Breathing State.
Despite this, he still felt dizzy and nauseated.
Throughout this process, the screams never ceased.
Looking up, he saw a sky filled with flames, with "Fire Men" running and screaming in all directions.
The original campfire had swelled to ten times its size, turning into giant beasts of greenish flame, rapidly devouring the people around them.
Some of those who were close had been burned to charred corpses, and a few not yet dead were struggling and howling on the ground, their faces charred black as coal, no trace of blood flowing out.
The cause of all this was that "Purple Sun Sect" disciple, whose true identity was a True Inheritor Demon Disciple from the Earth Flame Palace, named Fu Yanqing, at the level of Qi Refining Perfection.
He continued to laugh madly, flinging out ball after ball of crimson fire.
Upon touching anything, the Red Fire Fireball would explode, sending out rings of flames that surged forth and caused everything in their path to spontaneously combust, quickly creating vast oceans of red fire.
What was more terrifying was that everyone seemed to have their Spiritual Power shackled by something, with less than ten percent at their disposal, leaving them practically powerless to resist.
However, Han Xuanwu, a master of various martial arts, still had the strength to run about frantically.
He tapped the ground lightly with his foot, his body suddenly changing direction, dodging several whooshing fireballs, then leapt seven or eight zhang, crossing over the rolling flames coming at him.
While busily killing and setting fire, Fu Yanqing still had the leisure to turn his head and laugh at Zhao Sheng, "You're quite alert. The moment I released the Soul Shackling Powder, you sensed it. Fortunately, I arranged the Array in advance, or you might have escaped."
He had killed and disguised himself as a disciple of the Purple Sun Sect, and that was something he absolutely couldn't let be exposed. Otherwise, he would certainly be hunted down by the Purple Sun Sect and killed.
If it weren't for his desire to buy a few more Foundation Establishment Pills, he wouldn't have taken such a big risk.
Zhao Sheng's eyebrows shot up; this man was insufferably arrogant.
Of course, Fu Yanqing did have the capital to be arrogant. Not even forty years old, he had cultivated to the Qi Refining Perfection Realm. That definitely placed him among the geniuses of the Cultivation World.
Seeing Zhao Sheng remaining very calm, Fu Yanqing let out a sneer, and then suddenly shouted:
"Behead him!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Zhao Sheng saw a red line slashing down straight at him from above.
Zhao Sheng's face underwent a drastic change, and he thrust his hands upwards violently. A three-foot-thick True Qi Wall instantly formed, attempting to block the red line.
But it was all in vain!
The three-foot True Qi Wall had no effect at all, like a hot knife through butter, effortlessly sliced open by the red line.
The next second, however, there was a loud bang.
The red line instantly stopped, and then revealed the shape of a pale-red small sword.
A suddenly appeared circular white Light Shield took the hit for him,
but the cost was that the Jade Pendant in his hand cracked and split into several pieces.
At the same time, all the screams and groans disappeared. Aside from Zhao Sheng and Han Xuanwu, the rest of the medicine collectors had all died at Fu Yanqing's hands.
Han Xuanwu rapidly escaped to Zhao Sheng's side, both shocked and angry, "Brother Gongsun, you're a cunning one, quickly think of a way to escape! I must not die, my daughter is waiting for me to return home!"
The perpetrator's intent still unsatisfied, his eyes now a reddened hue, glanced over the two men several times before finally staring intently at Zhao Sheng's face.
"Heh heh, how do you want to die?"
At that moment, Han Xuanwu, without saying a word, suddenly leaped toward the void outside the stone platform, but a blood-colored Barrier suddenly appeared along the edge of the stone platform.
This layer of Light Film, which seemed very thin, was actually very tough. Han Xuanwu, acting in a panic, crashed head-first into it, was immediately bounced back, and fell spread-eagled on the ground.
Idiot!
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng cursed inwardly. If it were possible to escape, he would have run long ago.
Essentially, Han Xuanwu didn't trust him one bit and wouldn't give up without trying it out for himself.
Boom!
While he was thinking,
Seven or eight red fireballs, with an extremely hot aura, smashed towards Zhao Sheng's head from above.
Luckily, his Qinggong was unparalleled. Within ten yards, it was almost like instantaneous movement.
Dodging one wave of attacks, Zhao Sheng felt a burning sensation in his lungs; nearby, the ground was ablaze, the stones nearly melting.
He was running out of places to stand.
However, the greater threat was that pale-red flying sword. With its continuous attacks, the circular Light Shield rapidly dimmed, and the Protective Jade Pendant was also covered with cracks.
Zhao Sheng didn't know how much longer it would last.
But he understood that his time was running out.
"Damn it, I'm going all out with you!"
On the other side, Han Xuanwu, with no chance of escape, was so angry that he pulled out a Magic Talisman, poured his remaining Spiritual Power into it, and then threw it out without any consideration.
Fireballs, ice arrows, golden sword light,
For a moment, a dozen First-tier Five Elements Magic spells simultaneously smashed towards Fu Yanqing.