The Wang Family Elder turned and waved his hand, sending out a ray of spiritual light. A ring imdiately appeared on the Wang Family’s Island Defense Array.
The ring slowly expanded, forming a large passageway just wide enough to pass through the Island Defense Array’s Restriction Spiritual Light.
"This way, please." The Wang Family Elder gestured.
Fang Cheng descended gracefully. Together with the Wang Family Elder, he passed through the ring and entered the area protected by the Island Defense Array.
The Wang Family Elder asked in a low voice, "Chixia Island spans a hundred *li*. Where might this Evil Cultivator you speak of be hiding?"
Fang Cheng had the Array Spirit Maiden secretly probe the area, then pointed north. "Over there."
A suspicious look crossed the Wang Family Elder’s face, but he said resignedly, "Please, follow ."
With that, he led the way, flying with Fang Cheng toward the northern part of Chixia Island.
On the northern side of the island was a gently sloping hill. Atop it stood a collection of exquisite pavilions and terraces, surrounded by groves of flowering trees and lush vegetation. Various Spiritual Birds and beasts dwelled among them, adding a touch of ethereal grace.
This was the Immortal Guest Residence, the place where the Wang Family hosted its honored guests.
As the two flew over the hill, Fang Cheng followed the Array Spirit Maiden’s senses and gradually zeroed in on one of the pavilions.
"The man is inside that building," Fang Cheng said, pointing at the pavilion.
The Wang Family Elder sighed. "Have you co here to mock my Wang Family? That building is the residence of one of our honored guests. As far as I know, he is definitely not the person you’re looking for."
Fang Cheng asked, "Who is staying in the building?"
The Wang Family Elder said grimly, "Have you ever heard of the Ten Thousand Treasures Studio? It is a great power that spans several countries, with a foundation that surpasses even the Yinluo Sect. The man in that building is an Elder from the Jin Country branch of the Ten Thousand Treasures Studio. His Cultivation is comparable to that of the Yinluo Sect’s Inner Sect Elders."
The mont Fang Cheng heard the na "Ten Thousand Treasures Studio," he knew he had found the right place.
He smiled faintly. "Then I’m not mistaken. That Evil Cultivator was using an identity from the Ten Thousand Treasures Studio as a disguise. Thank you for the information, Elder!"
With that, he pointed at the pavilion, and an impossibly fast streak of sword light shot toward it.
"Wait, don’t!" The Wang Family Elder started to intervene but was instantly engulfed by a jet-black Demonic Light and thrown to the ground. His Magical Power began to boil, burning uncontrollably within him.
He quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, desperately trying to suppress the turmoil within his body.
When he looked up again, he saw the pavilion had been split in two by a dazzling beam of sword light. The Restriction Spiritual Light protecting it had been as flimsy as paper, offering no resistance at all.
From within the ruined building, a tall, opulently dressed Cultivator shot out. He glared at Fang Cheng and roared, "Who dares to brandish their Flying Sword so recklessly?!"
Fang Cheng calmly studied the Cultivator before him, his gaze as sharp as a drawn blade.
’Mid-Life Talisman Stage. The Evil Qi on him isn’t strong. It seems he rarely kills...’
He sent a telepathic ssage to the Array Spirit Maiden. ’Is this really him?’
The maiden’s voice whispered back, ’Yes. He used a Space Talisman to capture Qianqian and her original body. It’s on him right now.’
Fang Cheng snorted. With a flick of his wide sleeve and without another word, his sword light coiled like a dragon and shot toward the opulently dressed Cultivator.
The opulently dressed Cultivator was no pushover. He quickly activated a Talisman that filled the air with pure energy, which then transford into countless flying swords to block Fang Cheng’s attack. "Who are you?" he roared. "How dare you attack in the Wang Family’s Ancestral Land?"
He projected his voice with Magical Power, ensuring it carried far, clearly intending to alert the other Wang Family Elders.
After all, though one Wang Family Elder was present, he appeared to be severely injured and powerless to stop the aggressor.
Fang Cheng’s sword light shifted, blooming like a firework. He used Sword Light Division, splitting it into dozens of beams that instantly shattered the myriad of flying swords. Then, with another horizontal slash, he tore through the Dao Talisman itself.
The opulently dressed Cultivator’s expression grew grave. He quickly activated another Talisman, slapping it onto his body. It instantly transford into a golden Magical Robe that enveloped him from head to toe, protecting him completely.
He then activated yet another Talisman, which beca a ten-foot-thick tornado of wind and lightning that churned toward Fang Cheng.
At the sa ti, several streaks of Escape Light rose from Chixia Island, all heading in their direction.
Fang Cheng’s figure blurred. He suddenly rged with his sword, transforming into an ethereal streak of sword light that vanished without a trace.
「The next mont.」
A light flashed brilliantly on the opulently dressed Cultivator’s body. A Sword Mark appeared on his chest, and the Magical Robe made of golden light was instantly slashed open.
Imdiately after, a glittering golden rope shot out of the void and wrapped itself around the opulently dressed Cultivator, binding him tightly in several loops.
"The Immortal Binding Rope!"
The opulently dressed Cultivator’s eyes went wide. He actually recognized the Magical Artifact.
But it was too late.
His Magical Power sealed by the Immortal Binding Rope, he plumted to the ground.
Fang Cheng then reappeared, snatched the man out of the air, and calmly looked toward the group of Wang Family Elders flying over.
The Wang Family Elder who had led him here was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his body flickering with black Demon Fla as he struggled to suppress the Li Hen Demon Light.
Fang Cheng had used less than ten percent of his power to knock the man down.
’This Wang Family Elder’s strength is actually a little beyond my expectations.’
「In the blink of an eye.」
Six Wang Family Life Talisman Cultivators descended on the scene.
Their leader was an imposing middle-aged man. He looked at the sundered pavilion and the captured Cultivator, frowning. "Suanni, what is the aning of this? Chixia Island is not a place for you to run wild! Release our Wang Family’s honored guest at once."
The man’s aura was profound and vast, no less than Madam Ye’s. No wonder he dared to speak to Fang Cheng in such a tone.
Fang Cheng gave them a cool glance and said, "Sir, a mont of your patience. Allow to ask this man a few questions."
With that, he ignored the Wang Family Elders, looked down at the opulently dressed Cultivator, and asked, "Was it you who captured Wen Dao You of Xuanzhen Studio?"
The opulently dressed Cultivator’s eyes darted about. He shot a fearful glance at Fang Cheng before turning to the imposing Wang Family Elder. "Brother Wang, hurry and help —AH!"
Before he could finish, Fang Cheng clamped a hand on top of his head and lifted him up.
"Suanni, you dare!" the Wang Family Elder roared, but he hesitated, holding back his attack.
He pointed at Fang Cheng. "Do you have any idea who he is? Don’t bring trouble upon yourself!"
Fang Cheng paid him no mind. His fingers tightened on the opulently dressed Cultivator’s head as he held him up. He asked slowly, "You still haven’t answered my question. Was Wen Dao You of Xuanzhen Studio captured by you?"
The opulently dressed Cultivator gritted his teeth. "I don’t know any Wen Dao You from Xuanzhen Studio. I’m afraid you’ve got the wrong person."
Fang Cheng’s gaze turned cold, and his killing intent began to rise. The pressure from his hand gradually increased.
The opulently dressed Cultivator clenched his jaw and glanced again at the Wang Family Elder.
The Wang Family Elder yelled, "Suanni, this man is a Silver Belt Elder of the Ten Thousand Treasures Studio! Stop at once! Don’t bring disaster upon yourself!"
With that, he produced a brightly gleaming Jade Bead and launched it at Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng sneered. Without any visible movent, a chilling wisp of sword light appeared. With a single flicker, it intercepted the Jade Bead.
He stared at the Ten Thousand Treasures Studio Cultivator in his hand, his eyes like ice. "I gave you a chance. You chose death."
As his voice faded.
He crushed the opulently dressed Cultivator’s head in his hand.
The headless corpse fell to the ground.
Everyone present was stunned. No one had expected it to end like this.
’Suanni is that audacious!’
The Immortal Binding Rope released the corpse of the Ten Thousand Treasures Studio Cultivator. Fang Cheng picked up the man’s storage pouch. The Li Hen Demon Light flared in his hand, and in an instant, he broke the restriction on it. Probing inside with his Divine Sense, he noticed a particular Talisman.
The Lingxiao Three Sceneries Talisman.
The Talisman pulsed with spatial fluctuations, its three-colored light swirling in a wondrous display.
This was a famous Sealing Talisman in the Cultivation Realm. It was very likely the reason Wen Qianqian and the Array Spirit Maiden had been defeated.
Fang Cheng took out the Talisman and cast a Spell on it. A flash of light appeared on the open ground, revealing the illusory image of towering mountains. Then, a graceful figure tumbled out from within.
A closer look revealed it was none other than Wen Qianqian!
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