The defenses of the Royal Palace have been completely breached.
Immortal Master Erlang has descended, and Wen Lingguan's teor firestorm has sapped the morale of the Chengdu Guard Station soldiers completely.
So participated in this affair due to the flow of events, while others aid to install King Shu and revel in riches after succeeding.
However, the rumors of King Shu being possessed by a demon and the eerie phenona at Chengdu Prefecture have planted doubts in their hearts.
The appearance of the Immortal Gods in the rumors beca the final straw.
So dropped their weapons and turned to flee.
Others joined the Chongqing Guard Station in attacking the Shu King Palace...
The accompanying masters climbed over the walls and displayed their skills.
Yue San'er, the "Earth Listening String," jumped off the wall, strumming his huqin, and the piercing string sound imdiately stirred the blood of all the Black Feather Guards...
Liang Yu waved his hand, releasing green powder with a tea fragrance, as Grandma Jin seized the mont to cast a spell, scattering confusion in the eyes of the Black Feather Guards, making their firearms drop...
Lv San manipulated the demon gourd, choreographing a swarm of buzzing poison bees...
Fan Tieguai's iron crutch swept across the snow, causing a massive explosion, as shield soldiers attempting to close the gaps were blasted away three ters...
In a brief mont, the Black Feather Guards were suppressed.
"Hold! Hold on!"
The Black Feather Guard leader, with a face as cold as wind, shouted loudly, spurring his horse to gather the remaining forces inside the palace for support.
There were Black Feather Guards as well as skilled eunuchs.
Lu Sheng was adept at buying loyalty, lurking in the Shu Prince Mansion, and after possessing, gathered a large group of loyal individuals.
Many were willing to give their lives.
However, the tide had ultimately shifted.
Boom!
On the walls, Wu Ba's Tiger Venerate Cannon roared amidst the smoke.
The tongue of fire from the cannon tore through the mist, sending bricks and rubble mixed with flying snow into the sky, scattering the last of the reinforcents.
"Kill!"
Zhao XianDa swung his blade and roared, leading his n to storm through the gates.
From then on, only scattered resistance remained inside the Royal Palace.
But no one thought it was over.
In the center of Chengyun Hall square, white mist ford a vortex, with winds howling eerily.
More terrifyingly, the ground was rumbling as if a terrifying beast was trying to erge from the underground.
Bricks and tiles fell, and a huge crack appeared on the walls of Chengyun Hall...
And as the power of the Nine Tripod continued to spill, the white vortex grew larger, making it impossible to see inside.
"Everyone, is there a way?!"
Zhao XianDa, his face anxious, asked those around him.
The white vortex center was not mist but rather the true swirling Astra Bane Qi.
Ordinary people found it difficult to approach; so soldiers attempted, but without spells protection, they were directly knocked unconscious by the Gang Qi.
The Bamboo Forest Six Leisurely attempted to use a mantra and protective thod to enter.
But as they neared the vortex, their faces changed drastically, retreating in stagger, their faces pale, almost falling.
"No, the Gang Qi impact inside makes spells unusable!"
"Don't ddle."
Supported by Chang Tianque, Cheng Jianxin looked at the vortex with a heavy expression, solemnly saying, "The Nine Tripod turning beneath the Dragon Vein absorbs vast amounts of Dragon Vein Earth Qi. Only those with profound Dao and resilient Divine Soul can enter, but even then, spells are hard to use; only martial skills can work."
"Let go!"
As he finished speaking, Wu Ba abandoned the Tiger Venerate Cannon, rushing into the white mist vortex.
He was indeed fierce, advancing a few steps while enduring, but soon grew dizzy, unable to open his eyes against the astral winds.
All his skills were rendered useless.
Clang!
At this mont, danger erged suddenly.
A blood-colored curved blade sliced through the white mist, slashing quickly towards Wu Ba's neck from the left. Wu Ba barely managed to raise his hand to block.
Clang!
The Duan Chen Blade swiftly intercepted the blood-colored curved blade.
The dizzy Wu Ba was kicked out of the vortex by Li Yan, rolling on the ground, looking frustrated, as he slamd the ground.
He knew he not only failed to assist Li Yan but also diverted his attention, almost ruining matters.
As expected.
The goal of Blood Shaman Ba Dazha was not to kill him but to lure Li Yan away from the center of the vortex, preventing interference with Lu Sheng's actions.
Those outside, experienced, guessed the reason.
Sha Lifei raised the Divine Fire Gun wanting to aim, but the white mist twisted, Divine Skills failed to probe, making it impossible to see clearly.
The aged Bamboo Forest Six Leisurely, with insufficient vitality, could not withstand the impact of Sha Qi either, unable to be of help.
Lv San attempted but was stopped by Wang Daoxuan, who shook his head, "Only with Daoist Four Realms, achieving Yin God has a chance, don't create trouble for Brother Yan."
Sha Lifei gritted his teeth, "Then, should we use firearms to blow up the Nine Tripod."
He cared not for Divine Artifacts; first, protect his team.
"Don't!"
Yue San'er hurriedly shook his head, "The Nine Tripod connects with the Earth Vein; an explosion not only is futile but the tremors would spread!"
"Cowardly, what now?"
On hearing this, Sha Lifei felt perplexed.
He had witnessed Yue San'er capabilities, knowing his words were not false.
"Master…"
At this ti, a worried voice arose beside him.
Turning, everyone saw Chang Tianque anxiously trying to stop Cheng Jianxin, the elderly Sword Immortal, who opened his disciple's hand with a serene face.
Facing everyone's gaze, Cheng Jianxin didn't waste words, only smilingly patted Chang Tianque's shoulder, "Didn't you always want to know, how is my swordsmanship? Watch closely!"
Speaking thus, he took a sword from Chang Tianque.
This sword appeared ordinary, even rust-covered, resembling a worthless sword.
Since Chang Tianque had co under Cheng Jianxin, it was this sword he carried, whether practicing or sparring.
He had once despised it, wanting to exchange for a better sword, yet Cheng Jianxin resolutely prohibited it, claiming sothing like Gousheng should wield a worthless sword.
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