Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1578: Chapter 975: Narrow Encounter of Foes (Part 2)

But Hong Fuxiu was also a battle-hardened veteran; she wouldn’t fall for such petty tricks more than once.

The moment Wang Henglie swung his blade, Hong Fuxiu transformed into a ball of flame, dodged the incoming light beam, and crashed directly into the woman.

The blazing fire wrapped around the woman, who let out a miserable scream and hurriedly tried to escape.

She wanted to run, but would Hong Fuxiu let her escape easily?

Red sleeves fluttered as flames surged.

“Humph, dare to scheme against me, do you really think I’m a pushover?”

Hong Fuxiu snorted coldly.

“Nanming Lihuo, heed my command!”

With a graceful lift of her hand, a red silk suddenly flew out from her wide sleeve, immediately transforming into a fire dragon with red scales, baring its teeth and claws as it charged towards the woman.

The dragon’s head suddenly lifted, and as its massive jaws opened, it spewed out a rain of fire, each spark blooming into flames the size of bowls upon landing, turning the area within ten zhang into a sea of fire, where the flames rolled like waves.

The woman also possessed a cultivation at the mid-stage Foundation Establishment; with Ming Shuzi and Jiang Taishu gone, she was considered a top-tier Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivator within the Nether Prison Sect.

Yet in front of Hong Fuxiu, she appeared quite naive.

Under the flames, she activated her defensive magic artifact, igniting two defensive talismans one after another, layers of defense wrapping around her body.

Unfortunately, she underestimated Hong Fuxiu’s Nanming Lihuo.

Within moments, she was engulfed by the Red Phosphorus Fire Dragon and never emerged again.

On the other side, Wang Henglie’s blade light pressed on, Yun Xiao clasped his hands together, forming a sword technique, Yun Bai flying sword positioned in front of him, suddenly erupting with fierce sword intent.

As blades and swords collided, terrifying blade energy shot out, leaving countless holes in the surrounding mountain walls and ground.

Compared to Wang Henglie, Yun Xiao was ultimately weaker; he managed to block Wang Henglie’s blade light but was forced to retreat repeatedly under Wang Henglie’s approach, evading with agility like dancing on a blade, looking perilous.

A Divine Soul Realm Martial Artist is indeed a Divine Soul Realm Martial Artist; their True Yuan is condensed to an extremely frightening degree, and the Divine Soul Power of a Divine Soul Realm Martial Artist is not inferior to that of a Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivator, even stronger by a few degrees.

However, when Divine Soul Power and True Yuan fuse, it generates mana, which is even more condensed than that of an Immortal Cultivator.

Thus, the strength of a Divine Soul Realm Martial Artist far surpasses a Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivator.

Moreover, Wang Henglie is not an ordinary Divine Soul Realm Martial Artist; he broke through to the Divine Soul Realm two hundred years ago, with extremely profound cultivation, far beyond that of Sheng Youhuang and Li Xuanxiao.

Wang Henglie’s consecutive slashes flowed like a mighty river, each bringing the power to split mountains and rocks.

Yun Xiao’s expression turned grave, layers of sword nets transformed from his flying sword in front of him, yet he was still forced to continuously evade under the looming blade light. The surrounding rocks shattered into dust under the blade energy, scattering with the wind.​

“Haha, Yun Xiao, if this is all you can do, you will surely die today.”

Wang Henglie sneered coldly, the blade light suddenly growing by three feet, carrying the power of Wan Jun as it struck toward Yun Xiao.

The sword technique in Yun Xiao’s hands changed, Yun Bai flying sword suddenly bursting out dazzling silver light, transforming into countless sword shadows overwhelming the sky.​

The collision of blade and sword exploded in the air like thunder, Yun Xiao took advantage to retreat several zhang, his chest heaving violently, cold sweat running down his forehead.

Seeing this, Wang Henglie’s expression turned colder, his eyes full of confidence in victory.

Indeed, against Yun Xiao, he possessed absolute certainty.

But at that moment, from the stone-covered gate of the cave, a pitch-black chain suddenly shot out.

The chain like a spear, thrusting straight toward Wang Henglie.

Wang Henglie’s reaction was swift; he blocked horizontally with his blade, deflecting the incoming chain with a clang.

“Who?”

He shouted angrily.

Unfortunately, no one answered him.

Missing the first strike, the chain spun in the air, once more thrusting toward Wang Henglie.

Simultaneously, countless vines sprouted from the ground, with seeming countless chains crossing in the air.

“Seal the Heavens and Earth!”

The sky has a net, the ground has a sea of vines.

In the blink of an eye, the area within several hundred zhang was sealed by chains and vines.

Vines and chains intertwined and entangled, creating a giant cage enclosing everyone within.

Gah gah gah~~

Flocks of gray crows circled in the cage, as if singing a song of death.

The vines transformed into spears, densely packed stabbing toward Wang Henglie.

Under the wrapping of mana and spear intent, these fragile vines were more resilient than magical artifacts.

If it were just one, it posed no threat to Wang Henglie.

But hundreds and thousands of spearheads put Wang Henglie in a bit of a predicament!

“Blade Ocean!”

Wang Henglie had no choice but to explode, blade energy transforming into rainbows, the edge like giant waves of the ocean sweeping toward all directions.

In an instant, countless vines were smashed to pieces, the Soul-locking Chain retreated amidst a series of clanging sounds.

“One Sword through Heaven!”

The intense sword intent surged toward Yun Xiao, instantly enveloping everything in the world with an additional layer of sword intent, even the myriad vines were wrapped in intense sword intent.

Invisible sword energy surged like a black tide, seemingly slicing huge cracks into the void, as if heaven and earth were about to collapse here.

Holding Yun Bai flying sword, Yun Xiao’s aura underwent a transformation.

As he swung, the sword energy turned into a dragon, charging straight toward Wang Henglie.

Wang Henglie’s face slightly changed, his blade swung horizontally, “Blade Prison!”

The previously overbearing blade light like rivers converging into the ocean rushed into the long blade, his wrist trembled fiercely, the blade emitting an unwilling humming, the entire valley’s air suddenly frozen.

Blade hums like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, the crimson light turned into a torrential downpour of blade rain. Every blade energy materialized into a three-foot-long serrated blade, the edges shimmering with an acid-inducing purple-black electric gleam, reducing even sword intent to dust.

Yun Xiao’s sword intent was strong, but Wang Henglie’s blade intent was even stronger.

“In my Blade Prison, your sword is just a sword.”

Wang Henglie’s voice mixed with the blade hum came, before he even finished speaking, the second wave of Blade Prison had already arrived. This time, the blade energy no longer scattered, but condensed into a massive blade wheel where it passed, directly shearing half the mountain, exposing the inside molten into a glaze-like rock.​

Yun Xiao looked at the descending blade wheel, a barely noticeable sneer flickered in his eyes.

As Wang Henglie’s gaze met his, a sudden premonition of disaster arose in his heart.

Gah gah gah~~~

The crows spun, unknowingly already above his head.

Suddenly, Wang Henglie felt a dizziness before his eyes, he became alert, intending to draw his blade to drive away these strange crows.

But the crow’s cawing made his heart and spirit waver.

The next moment, he felt a tightness around his leg, as if something was wrapped around it.

He looked down, his pupils suddenly constricting.

“Soul Suppressing Lock!”

Of course he recognized the Soul Suppressing Lock; after all, he had already identified it earlier, considering it belonged to their Nether Prison Sect.

He just did not pay much attention; with the deaths of Ming Shuzi and Jiang Taishu in Wuxiang City, Yun Xiao or Yun Xiao’s accomplices having the Soul Suppressing Lock was reasonable.

He knew the capabilities of the Soul Suppressing Lock but was not concerned, for his Divine Soul was no weaker than that of a Peak of Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivator, even stronger by a measure.

With his Divine Soul strength, the Soul Suppressing Lock would at best cause some trouble, unable to pose any major threat.

But he did not know that the one controlling the Soul Suppressing Lock was Yang Zhenshan, nor that Yang Zhenshan’s Divine Soul strength had already reached an extremely abnormal degree.

The cawing of the soul crows continued, with faint Divine Soul attacks in their cries.

The first level of the Seven Treasures Soul Suppressing Tower includes the God Concealing Shield, which can conceal the Divine Soul, granting Spiritual Sense concealment effects, and can also imbue Divine Soul attacks with certain hidden effects.

Of course, if the Divine Soul attack is too strong, the effect of the God Concealing Shield would greatly diminish.

However, faint Divine Soul attacks can make people unaware.

Yang Zhenshan’s soul crows were originally formed from his Divine Soul Power; using soul crows to perform the Soul Capturing Skill, the power was not considered strong, but gradually it could affect Wang Henglie’s Divine Soul perception.

The Soul Suppressing Lock entangled Wang Henglie’s leg, he still wanted to break free, but his Divine Soul was affected by the Soul Capturing Skill from the soul crows, making him incapable of resisting the lock of the Soul Suppressing Lock for the moment.