Chapter 1507: Chapter 77 Tragedy! Brought It Upon Oneself_2
Not good!
Wei Qingyun’s heart was trembling, he sensed that trouble was brewing.
Today’s whole arrangent was ant to enlist the might of the heavenly lightning to strike Wang Anye to death. Should it accidentally kill Yun Tai’an instead, that would plant the seeds of a massive disaster.
Who is King Chaoyang?
In terms of strength, she is at the Advanced Transcendent Void Realm; in terms of power, she is one of the foremost among the dukes in the Immortal Court. Even though she no longer takes the battlefield, her influence remains imnse.
In fair competition, regardless of victory or defeat, she wouldn’t have grounds to complain. But if Yun Tai’an were to die, King Chaoyang certainly would not let the matter rest, and she might thoroughly investigate the truth.
Although the Divine Thunder Tribulation can disrupt so ti-reversing artifacts’ investigation, what if King Chaoyang went to weep before the Immortal Emperor? What then?
One knows their own sches best, deceiving a Void Realm cultivator might be feasible, but once the Immortal Emperor focuses on and intervenes in this matter, concealnt would be impossible.
At that ti, could Wei Qingyun escape unscathed?
The only course of action now was to ensure Yun Tai’an’s survival and to bring misfortune upon Wang Anye.
Whether Wang Anye was lucky or Ji Qianqian had an exceptionally high fortune, the way the heavenly lightning deviated towards them each ti was beyond Wei Qingyun’s expectations.
He hadn’t wanted to resort to that particular move—after all, the more he acted, the more likely he was to expose himself. Should the Sword Formation Double Ji notice that it was him causing the mischief, he’d surely fail to steal the chicken and end up losing the rice instead.
But now… there was no other choice, he had to take the risk!
Wei Qingyun executed his movent technique, and with a flash, he moved beside Yun Tai’an: “Brother Tai An, don’t worry, I will shield you from the eighth heavenly lightning.”
In that instant, Yun Tai’an felt deeply moved.
All this while, he had no fondness for Wei Qingyun, seeing him as a cunning character fond of putting on airs.
Yet, at this critical juncture, Wei Qingyun was willing to stand up and protect him.
“Thank you, Brother Wei. From today onwards, you are my brother, Yun Tai’an,” said Yun Tai’an, choking with emotion.
While Wei Qingyun was reassuring Yun Tai’an, he subtly flicked his finger hidden in his sleeve, sending an invisible and complex energy swirling toward Wang Anye.
This energy, like an unseen whirlwind, imdiately swept towards Wang Anye and Ji Qianqian.
It didn’t matter how lucky either of them was, because this move was the Fortune Disperse – an instinctive talent from the Tree of Fortune that protects oneself!
Even those with great fortune would see their luck dissipate upon being struck by this move.
Of course, this was a “disperse” of fortune, not a “stripping” of it.
While they might seem similar, they are two completely different forces under the Heavenly Dao Laws.
“Disperse” is temporary. As long as the person, being the root source of the fortune, remains unaffected, the dispersed fortune will gather again over ti, returning to its original state.
However, “stripping” changes the foundation of one’s fortune, and it can never be recovered.
The current Tree of Fortune is of too low a level to possess such an ability. Whether it will have that in the future, no one knows.
As the complex energy reached Wang Anye and Ji Qianqian, Ji Qianqian’s heart panicked, a terrible premonition of imminent doom arose inexplicably.
“Eh?”
Wang Anye also slightly tilted his head, although his eyes were closed, he was clearly alerted.
But typically, human Profound Martial cultivators are unable to directly sense the power of fortune, and even if they realize there’s a problem, they are completely unable to prevent it.
Not to ntion how to prevent it.
However.
The mont that complex aura touched Wang Anye, it didn’t disperse his surrounding fortune as Wei Qingyun had anticipated. Instead, it reacted as if encountering a natural enemy, shivered violently, and then froze.
The next instant.
It rebounded back at a speed faster than it had arrived, “whooshing” straight towards Wei Qingyun.
“Boom!”
An invisible fluctuation exploded above Wei Qingyun’s head; the red cloud enveloping his crown burst apart, scattering into countless dispersed points of fortune.
Even the white Fortune Power around Wei Qingyun, as if swept by a fierce wind, began to dissipate continually.
He trembled all over, as if shocked, and his complexion turned extrely unsightly in an instant.
At this mont, he felt as though he was trapped in a quagmire, with each movent filled with a strange sense of hindrance.
He inwardly cursed, realizing he had been backlash.
However.
Before he could react, the eighth heavenly lightning in the Tribulation Cloud had already reached its peak.
“Rumble!”
A pale light burst forth suddenly.
The heavenly lightning struck down, its frightful might accompanied by a deafening roar, shaking the entire sky to a different color.
Its target was Wei Qingyun.
“Gulp.”
The lightning bolt, carrying a terrifying aura of destruction, caused Yun Tai’an to swallow nervously.
If he were to be hit by it again, where would he find life to spare?
Wei Qingyun’s scalp numbed as well.
Not daring to hesitate, he quickly deployed the Divine Treasure Shield he had prepared; a robust earth-based energy light shield instantly blossod, enveloping him in the blink of an eye.
The heavenly lightning was too swift.
He had no ti for further preparation before the lightning struck the shield.
In the “booming” explosion, the energy light shield shattered instantly, Wei Qingyun trembled all over, and was blasted backward, even a crack appeared on the Divine Artiface Shield.
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