Nightmare Apostle Chapter 1616 - 946: The Plan (Part 3)

Now, Yang Xiao saw with his own eyes that a faint blue aura appeared in front of the old Taoist rushing forward, like a shield blocking him.

But these flashy things were completely useless under absolute power suppression. Wu Qingcang first blocked the hidden weapon of the White-clothed Scholar, then quickly swung aside the Ten Thousand Jin Gilded Hamr flying at him, and finally spun once with the spear along his body, smashing the blue shield in front of the old Taoist and sending him flying backwards.

It could be said that Wu Qingcang was fighting off four people with only his own strength.

Including the unlucky guy who was stabbed to death earlier, it should be one against five.

Yang Xiao and Qu Muzhi didn’t want to help, but they simply couldn’t, as Captain Yang Lao had intercepted them, controlling that Illusion Hourglass, and pulled both of them out of the illusion.

At this mont, there were still six people left in the illusion: four assassins led by the old Taoist, Wu Qingcang, and Captain Yang Lao, who was manipulating the illusion and observing the battle from the sidelines.

Captain Yang Lao also had no intention of helping, knowing that given Wu Qingcang’s strength, dealing with these guys was a huge overestimation of their ability.

The illusion created by Captain Yang Lao was very special. Yang Xiao and Qu Muzhi could see the inside from the outside, but the illusion was continuously rotating, with pale blue fine sand similar to quicksand pouring down from above.

This must be the ability of that hourglass, but what it truly represented, Yang Xiao couldn’t determine, unless he could truly have a hand-to-hand exchange with Captain Yang Lao.

After leaving the illusion, Yang Xiao was on guard, using the Human Bone Staff in his hand to faintly sense the nearby changes, until he sensed a vague presence.

"Found it!" Yang Xiao imdiately pursued this presence. The distance wasn’t exactly close, but not too far either; they were clearly observing.

These guys also had a backup plan.

Seeing Yang Xiao make a move, Qu Muzhi followed closely behind, and the two once again fought side by side.

Now, Yang Xiao’s strength had rapidly advanced to a mid-stage Ghost Level standard, while Qu Muzhi was slightly weaker but had truly stepped into the ranks of a Ghost-level Apostle. Together, taking down an Apostle with Upper Ghost Level strength was no difficult task.

But although Yang Xiao was fast, the opponent was even faster. Regardless of the thod they used, their presence shifted positions every few seconds, making it impossible for Yang Xiao to catch up even using the Soul-Capturing Mirror.

Of course, the shadow of being countered by the Soul-Capturing Mirror last ti still lingered in Yang Xiao’s mind, and his precious almost slipped away. After that incident, Yang Xiao no longer dared to recklessly deplete the mirror’s abilities.

"So fast, can’t catch up!" Yang Xiao helplessly sensed the presence getting further away and had to stop, considering they were now so distance from the main battlefield.

Once completely outside the range of Chief Wu and Captain Yang Lao, it would be very dangerous; Yang Xiao would not be led by the nose by the opponent.

"Guard !" Qu Muzhi demanded without delay, calming his breath, adjusting his breathing, and slowly lifting the long spear in his hand above his shoulder.

This scene Yang Xiao recognized; it was Qu Muzhi’s finishing move. In the dark match at Ru Lin Academy, Qu Muzhi used this move to severely wound the Xiu Sect Master of the Yu Yuan Sect, creating an opportunity for the two to turn the tables.

This ti, the power of this spear was evidently much stronger than before.

As Qu Muzhi gathered strength, the long spear in his hand changed, a strange bloody power rapidly repairing the damaged spearhead.

And that’s not all; the power continued to spread, as if an invisible line extended from the cold spear tip, locking onto the fleeing target.

At the mont Qu Muzhi opened his eyes, the bloody spear was thrown fiercely, like a blood-red teor streaking across the sky. Even Yang Xiao felt a faint trepidation at the terrifying force contained within.