NOVEL NEXT Chapter 233: Chapter 233: Taking Action
Chapter 233: Taking Action
On the withered forest path, the intense battle had been raging for an unknown period when, from his concealed vantage point, Lin Langtian heard a violent burst of yuan energy in the distance.
A towering tree collapsed as a figure was thrown backward, skidding several dozen meters across the ground before finally slamming into another tree. Blood trickled from the man's mouth.
"Senior Brother!"
As he struggled to stand, a group of figures rushed to his side, concern etched on their faces.
"Damn the Zhao Dynasty scum!"
The man, tall and powerfully built, had used some sort of secret technique to enhance his strength to the Four-Yuan Nirvana stage. Though normally a formidable warrior, he now looked pale and battered, forcing himself to his feet and glaring at his opponents.
"Heh, Xing Lie, if you hadn't raised your strength to the Four-Yuan Nirvana stage, we wouldn't have had to waste this much time on you. But even so, I think this is where it ends. If you know what's good for you, hand over the inheritance of the Wood Monarch Sect!"
As Xing Lie's shout faded, two Four-Yuan Nirvana stage warriors smirked arrogantly at him from across the battlefield. A small army of powerful cultivators stood behind them, all members of the Zhao Dynasty.
"Zhao Wu, Zhao Gong! Your Zhao Dynasty is going too far!"
With his enemies' mocking expressions fueling his anger, Xing Lie shouted back in fury.
"Blame yourselves for grabbing something you were never meant to have! An advanced dynasty dares to keep the Five Elements Sect's inheritance? Whether in the northeast or elsewhere, in the end, all these inheritances belong to the super dynasties. This is the Ancient Battlefield, where only strength rules!"
A sinister-looking man named Zhao Wu sneered, his gaze taunting as he eyed Xing Lie.
"Xing Lie, hand over the inheritance of the Wood Monarch Sect, and perhaps my brother and I will let you live," Zhao Gong said with a cold smile.
"Hmph, everyone knows the Zhao Dynasty is ruthless. If I don't hand it over, I might at least have a slim chance of survival. But if I do, I'll never live to see another day!"
Xing Lie scoffed, undeterred. The Zhao Dynasty's brutal tactics were well-known on the Ancient Battlefield.
"Good, then we'll kill you and take the inheritance off your corpse!"
A vicious grin spread across Zhao Wu's face, and in a flash, he launched himself forward, unleashing a furious storm of attacks upon Xing Lie.
Summoning his last reserves of strength, Xing Lie clenched his fist, sending a punch crashing against Zhao Wu's attack.
Boom!
Yuan energy erupted where their fists met, pulverizing the stones around them, and the violent gusts of energy forced everyone nearby to retreat.
Xing Lie staggered back, his already pale face turning ashen, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his injuries clearly severe.
Without pausing, Zhao Wu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he thrust his hand forward, yuan energy gathering at his fingertips like a sharp blade aimed at Xing Lie's throat.
"Senior Brother!"
The Blackwood Dynasty warriors gasped in alarm and surged forward, managing to block Zhao Wu's strike just in time.
"Such a touching scene. But slaughtering people in these moments is exactly what I enjoy most!"
Zhao Wu smirked, unaffected by their attempts to stop him. With a cold command to his followers, he called out, "Attack! Leave no one alive!"
At his command, the Zhao Dynasty warriors launched into action, tearing through the Blackwood Dynasty forces with ruthless efficiency. Within moments, many lay severely wounded, their strength waning.
Xing Lie's heart burned as he watched his comrades—his long-time companions in this Hundred Dynasties War—struggle against certain death. But his own energy was almost entirely depleted, leaving him helpless to prevent the devastation unfolding around him.
Seeing Xing Lie's helpless fury, Zhao Wu sneered as he leaped forward, lifting his hand to deliver a deadly blow charged with terrifying yuan energy.
Xing Lie's eyes filled with hatred, but with his strength utterly drained, he had no choice but to close his eyes, awaiting the inevitable end.
Just as the fatal attack was about to strike, the sharp sound of air being sliced apart pierced the scene.
A dark figure appeared in front of Xing Lie like a phantom, and a brilliant wave of flames surged outwards, forming a circular barrier of light.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Zhao Wu's attacks crashed against the fiery shield, creating intense ripples across its surface, and energy waves spread wildly outward. Despite the pressure, the shield held strong, protecting Xing Lie and the mysterious newcomer within its glow.
The unexpected sight of the fire shield made Xing Lie's eyes open in surprise. Standing before him was a tall, unfamiliar figure.
Seeing this unknown man come to his aid, Xing Lie froze, then cautiously allowed himself a glimmer of hope.
"Hand over the Wood Monarch Sect's inheritance to me, and I'll take care of the Zhao Dynasty problem for you."
Before Xing Lie could respond, Lin Langtian turned to him and spoke directly.
From his observations, Lin Langtian had already deduced that this man was indeed the one from the Blackwood Dynasty who held the Wood Monarch Sect's inheritance.
Xing Lie's expression darkened, clearly unhappy that Lin Langtian was after his inheritance. But as he glanced around at his fallen comrades and the murderous Zhao Wu, he realized Lin Langtian was likely his only chance.
Clenching his teeth, Xing Lie nodded and said in a low voice, "Fine. If you can drive away the Zhao Dynasty forces, I'll give you the Wood Monarch Sect's inheritance!"
Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon.
Read 15 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Franklin1