Chapter 269 - 255: Martial Tao Achieved, One Strike of the Fire God Annihilates All Enemies! (Double-Length - )
It was evident that the Wangyue Pavilion had already anticipated the arrival of these Corpse Refining Sect members at the County City, hence they had fortified the place in advance, waiting for the Corpse Refining Sect members to walk right into their trap.
"Such a hassle," a Corpse Refining Sect member grumbled with a frown.
They chose to attack at night precisely to avoid the entanglement and obstruction of the Wangyue Pavilion.
Unexpectedly, they still couldn’t avoid a confrontation, which added unnecessary risk.
"There’s nothing to fear; it’s just a Wangyue Pavilion. If they dare to obstruct us, we’ll kill them all for materials!"
"Heh heh, don’t forget, the disciples of the Wangyue Pavilion are also excellent material. It’s rare for us to gather like this..."
"That’s right—the slaughter begins today!" shouted Xu Baisheng.
Behind him, two Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets no longer concealed themselves, tearing off their cloaks to reveal their true appearance.
Their yellow eyes shone brilliantly even in the night, exuding a powerful aura like an invisible force, surging towards the members of the Wangyue Pavilion.
The elite disciples of the Wangyue Pavilion all changed their expressions.
To them, the level of the Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets was still too high, leaving them somewhat overwhelmed.
"Don’t panic; these Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets tonight are for us elders to handle. You go and kill the other Corpse Puppets and Corpse Refining Sect members. Don’t let them escape!"
An elder of the Wangyue Pavilion commanded, while unleashing his own aura to counterbalance the overwhelming pressure from the corpse puppets.
"Yes, Elder!" responded the disciples of the Wangyue Pavilion.
Among them was Liu Yan’Er, her beautiful face filled with determination.
In her heart, the most present thought was that Song Changming had always protected her in the past, and tonight it was her turn to protect Song Changming.
However, just as both sides were about to erupt into battle, a figure slowly approached from behind the Wangyue Pavilion crowd.
The footsteps were neither hurried nor slow, undeterred by the imposing aura from either side, becoming more visible as it drew near.
Liu Yan’Er seemed to sense something and turned her head, her face suddenly showing surprise.
"Brother Song!"
The newcomer was indeed Song Changming.
"Tonight’s commotion has indeed disturbed Hero Song," said an elder of the Wangyue Pavilion, who had long noticed Song Changming’s presence.
Song Changming’s prowess had been evident in the past; he not only saved the County City of Wangyue, cutting down many fierce enemies from the Outer Domain but also single-handedly killed Xu Baishu.
Such achievements commanded respect from any Da Lai Martial Artist.
The elders of the Wangyue Pavilion also held Song Changming in high regard.
"This matter began because of me, so it’s only right for me to resolve it. I can’t trouble all of you to make a big fuss," Song Changming said.
"The enemy is numerous and formidable. As someone of the Da Lai Martial Realm, how can we stand by and do nothing?" a powerful member of the Wangyue Pavilion shouted, raising his sword.
"Your goodwill is appreciated," Song Changming said, already moving past the Wangyue Pavilion members towards the Corpse Refining Sect group.
"Song Changming?!"
The Corpse Refining Sect members had seen a portrait of Song Changming before coming, familiarizing themselves with the appearance of the one they were to kill.
Upon sight, they immediately recognized that the person before them was indeed Song Changming.
"Haha, this makes things easier; he brought himself to us!" a member of the Corpse Refining Sect laughed, feeling both eager and anxious.
Song Changming’s valuable head was the prize everyone coveted, and being slow would mean missing out.
He immediately commanded the Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppet beside him.
The Corpse Refining Sect members daring enough to follow had at least one Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppet in their possession.
Otherwise, without competitive power, they would only put themselves at risk in vain.
Thus, as Song Changming stepped forward with overwhelming force, creating a powerful wind, multiple cloaked figures revealed pairs of eerie glowing yellow eyes.
Approximately twenty powerful members of the Corpse Refining Sect arrived together, bringing more than thirty powerful Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets!
The quality and combat capability of these Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets might not match Xu Baishu’s two renowned Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets, but their sheer numbers were terrifying enough.
The elders at the rear of the Wangyue Pavilion exchanged glances, their expressions changing.
"Quick, notify the Pavilion Master!"
"Yes!" A disciple understood and quickly left, preparing to fire a signal flare for reinforcements.
They had underestimated the Outer World Corpse Refining Sect!
To think they could mobilize so many Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets at once!
During their assault on Da Lai in the past, they had never been this reckless!
"Hero Song!" The elders of the Wangyue Pavilion were anxious as they saw Song Changming seemingly ignoring the group of Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets, continuing forward.
"No matter," Song Changming replied, his pace unyielding.
"Kill!"
A group of Corpse Refining Sect strongmen wasted no time, and more than thirty Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets flew at Song Changming all at once!
"Damn it, don’t damage his body!" An elder of the Corpse Refining Sect, seeing the situation, worried that Song Changming’s body would be torn apart by the Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets after his death.
The headless corpse could be reattached, but if the entire body were shredded into pieces, no amount of stitching could restore it.
Greed overcame prudence, and no one wanted to relent, each vying for Song Changming’s head to claim their reward.
The Qi within the elders at the rear of the Wangyue Pavilion surged, the Five and Six Paths Qi Vortex accelerating in release.
Although Song Changming didn’t request their help, they didn’t intend to truly stand by and do nothing.
Liu Yan’Er watched Song Changming’s lone figure press forward and, despite her great faith in him, her hands clenched tightly, palms sweating.