Wandering in Omniverse Chapter 493: Ch 113 - Interception

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The torrential rain poured like a furious downpour of silver needles from the heavens, slicing through the thick veil of mist. The muddy terrain groaned underfoot, but the three figures slicing through the rain at impossible speed were unbothered by such trivialities.

A pale blue light flickered around them, keeping the downpour at bay.

The Third Elder of Silver Blizzard City narrowed his sharp, hawk-like eyes as he glanced at the storm above.

"It is really stupid to bring out a Xuan Core in weather like this," He muttered, his tone mocking, yet tinged with concern. "Does this guy even know that this kind of rain causes Aura interference with the Xuan Core's field? ...Could this be a trap instead?"

Despite flying at such speed that trees blurred past like streaks of ink, the Third Elder's voice carried without strain, sharp and clear.

The Sixth Elder, flying to his right, chuckled low. "True, it's reckless. But there's no mistaking this Aura... so rich, oppressive, absolutely authentic."

His eyes glittered as he licked his lips with anticipation. "That's a level nine Xuan Core. I'd stake my cultivation on it. As for whether this is a trap... ha, we'll know soon enough."

"Don't joke." The Eighth Elder, furthest left, spoke grimly, his usually stoic face taut with unease. "That presence we sensed earlier... it hasn't shown itself again... but I can still feel it. Like soone is watching us."

His fingers twitched, a subconscious reaction to his tension. "Could this Core be a bait left by him?"

The words hung in the air, heavy.

"Third Brother," The Eighth Elder continued, his voice dropping slightly, "if that being is behind this... do we even have a chance of—"

"Don't say that again." The Third Elder's voice turned cold, a firm blade drawn against a whisper. His tone allowed no room for doubt or weakness. His Aura flared, briefly lashing out and silencing the storm around him for the briefest second.

"Yes... yes." The Eighth Elder imdiately lowered his gaze as he realized that he had overstepped.

"We have co too far, sacrificed too much," The Third Elder growled. "This is not the mont to falter. Not when our aspirations lie within reach."

The trio surged forward, their pace doubling as lightning split the sky.

Then suddenly, their expressions shifted.

All three felt the Aura of battle stirred sowhere south.

The Third Elder lifted his head, his lips curling into a tight sneer. "Others have co. I can feel Shi Chang Xiao's spirit... and Fei ng Chen's. Of course they'd co crawling the mont they sensed the Core."

He stopped midair and raised his hand. "You two, go south and intercept them. Stall them as much as possible. I will retrieve the Core in the anti."

"As you wish." The Sixth Elder bowed slightly mid-flight, his eyes flashing like ice. "But it seems there's also movent in the east..."

He turned his gaze. "Sky Xuan level at most. Just so overconfident fools, not worth your ti, Third Brother."

The Third Elder nodded. "I leave them to your hands."

With that, his two companions shot off southwards, slicing through the curtain of rain like twin arrows loosed from the bowstring of a bow.

Far to the south, wind howled like a beast denied its prey.

Shi Chang Xiao hovered mid-air, his long hair plastered to his face by the relentless storm. His sharp, noble features were unmoving, like a statue chiseled from jade. Next to him, Fei ng Chen floated with a disarming smile on his lips, but his eyes were narrowed with quiet calculation.

He felt them before he saw them as the blue lights cut through the storm like shooting stars.

The Sixth and Eighth Elders of Silver Blizzard City descended before them, their robes fluttering dramatically in the wind, their gazes unreadable.

"Silver Blizzard City greets Brother Shi Chang Xiao and the ever-refined Fei ng Chen," The Sixth Elder said, his voice carrying with deceptive politeness.

Shi Chang Xiao's eyes narrowed. "It's you."

His voice lacked surprise, only irritation.

Fei ng Chen laughed lightly, playing the part of the easy-going gentleman. "My, what a coincidence. One can't even go artifact hunting without bumping into old acquaintances these days. I would have never thought that we'd run into the Third, the Sixth and the Eighth Elder of the Silver Blizzard City here; It's nice to et you though!"

But he wasn't fooled. They had only sent two which ant the third elder who was likely the strongest, was already on the move toward the Core.

His words were a cipher, tossed out like bait.

Hope he catches that.

Shi Chang Xiao did catch it as his Aura surged slightly. His voice rang out cold and clear. "Step aside."

A simple command.

The Eighth Elder smiled as if embarrassed. "Co now, Brother Shi, don't be like that. We've co all this way, why not have a chat? If you two are in a hurry, we're happy to... assist."

"Assist?" Shi Chang Xiao sneered, his voice like cracked granite. "Even your City Lord, Han Feng Xue, wouldn't dare posture in front of . And you want to assist?"

Fei ng Chen's smile faded slightly while the Sixth Elder's smile froze.

There was no arrogance in his tone, just so simple truth.

Shi Chang Xiao wasn't just a Spirit Xuan expert. He was one of the Eight Great Masters.

His Aura coiled around him like a dragon uncoiling.

"I don't have ti to waste with insects," Shi Chang Xiao said. His eyes locked onto the Sixth Elder's. "Do you really think you can stop ?"

The Sixth Elder's fingers twitched at his sides, and his smile grew razor thin.

He was tempted, very tempted to attack. But the weight of Shi Chang Xiao's Spirit Xuan pressure pressed against his very soul.

Still, Eighth Elder leaned in, chuckling as if to break the tension. "Now, now... we didn't co to fight. But if you insist, we'd be happy to test your edge again."

Shi Chang Xiao's lips curled upward into a snarl.

The wind thickened and the rain slowed, just slightly.

Fei ng Chen suddenly chuckled again, this ti genuinely. "Oh dear, is this where we pretend to be civil before throwing fists at each other?"

He stepped forward slightly. "Why don't we all calm down? It'd be a sha if soone lost an arm over sothing as trivial as a conversation."

But Shi Chang Xiao was already shifting.

His hand moved behind his back, fingers grazing the hilt of his blade. The air rippled, and even the storm seed to recoil in warning.

The Sixth Elder and Eighth Elder both readied themselves, but neither took the first strike.

Because neither of them could afford to.

A misstep against Shi Chang Xiao could cost more than pride.

And above them, like a distant star rising through the chaos, the Aura of the Level Nine Xuan Core flared again in the distance.

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