The Lost of Carthage

Chapter 435 - 428: Ambush on the Way (First Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 435: Chapter 428: Ambush on the Way (First Update, Please Subscribe)


My father is the True Monarch Feiyu!


Lu Xuanji slightly frowned, then swiftly put away his magical treasures and materials, looking towards the location of the battle.


He saw a Nascent Soul True Monarch pursuing a female cultivator.


The female cultivator was only at the late Golden Core stage, far from being a match for a Nascent Soul True Monarch, merely relying on the cloud magical treasure beneath her feet to escape, about to be hunted down, facing a desperate situation.


"The daughter of True Monarch Feiyu, it seems she ought to be saved!"


Lu Xuanji pondered.


Recalling the experience of being with True Monarch Feiyu not long ago, he was even gifted a gold medal by the True Monarch before parting.


The True Monarch is quite a respectable person, his daughter should be rescued.


Buzz buzz!


At this moment, Lu Xuanji activated a Supreme Divine Technique, the long saber in his hand started condensing, Yin Yang Qi circulated, Power of the Five Elements was born and destroyed, Elemental Magnetic Power fluctuated, Power of the Stars gathered, Power of Space-Time surged, Power of Destruction condensed, all these forces gathered together, forming a Nine-Colored Divine Saber.


At the same time, the magical power within him was consumed rapidly, like a breached dam, within a blink the magical power on him depleted by more than six layers, transforming into this supreme divine saber.


Buzz buzz!


At this moment, the destructive qi force in the void locked onto the man in black.


...


"Am I going to die here?"


The female cultivator was escaping, panic flashing in her eyes,


She came to Chu Country this time to purchase a Cyan Spirit Creation Pill, traveling with several Daoist friends from Chu Country to prevent unexpected incidents.


Yet after the auction ended, many cultivators encountered an ambush by a powerful individual on the way into the Hundred Thousand Mountains.


That cultivator hid his identity, yet he wielded a Supreme Divine Technique, transforming into eternal darkness, covering everything.


Within the darkness, the slaughter continued, three Golden Core cultivators were killed, a Nascent Soul’s body was broken, only the Nascent Soul escaped. Another Nascent Soul True Monarch was slow when fleeing, the Nascent Soul was captured.


She activated the secret treasure left by her father, tearing through the endless darkness, escaping.


However, that cultivator did not relent, the distance was drawing ever closer.


At this moment, a terrifying saber intent locked onto everything, seemingly like celestial punishment.


Thud!


Her body went soft, the magical power within her dissipated.


...


The Eternal Night True Monarch pursued relentlessly, about to kill this female cultivator.


Striking midway, he activated the divine intent [Endless Night] to annihilate everything, killing several experts, but at this moment, the female cultivator activated a secret treasure to tear apart the [Endless Night] and escape, while a Nascent Soul cultivator took the opportunity to flee.


A battle meant to be a total annihilation ended unresolved.


Continuously pursuing, reaching the Purgatory Volcano.


At this moment, a terrifying saber intent locked onto him.


"Who!"


The Eternal Night True Monarch shouted sternly.


His entire aura converged, his techniques were circulating, looking towards the enemy far away.


Ten miles away, a cultivator stood, his body shrouded by Chaos Radiance, seemingly deriving within the void, his true face unclear.


But in his hand, he held a Nine-Colored Divine Saber, exuding a terrifying killing intent from the saber.


The killing intent locked onto him.


It seemed like a celestial tribulation, giving a sense of inevitable doom.


"Take the saber!"


The cultivator spoke, waving his hand to slash out a strike, this strike was refined to the extreme, transforming into a beam of saber light to cut down.


The speed was extremely fast, almost at the moment it was felt, the saber light was cutting down.


Ten miles seemed distant.


But for a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was very short, almost reaching instantly.


"Night Shield!"


The Eternal Night True Monarch’s heart was pounding, his spirit warning him, an intuition advising him of imminent danger, that destruction was about to arrive.


Almost instantly, the shield in his Dantian appeared.


The shield was black, with a blood-colored rose at its center, evolving into a meter high, half a meter wide, blocking the front.


However, with a flash of saber light, the shield was slashed through, shattering on the spot, the saber light continued striking down.


"Endless Night Qi!"


The Eternal Night True Monarch spat out black mist, the mist condensing and evolving, like ink gathering into a Vigorous Shield, defending the front.


Once again, the saber light flashed, cutting through like paper, shattering instantly.


Buzz buzz buzz!


At this time, the Eternal Night Battle Armor on his body exploded, black light flickered out, defending the front, but in an instant the armor was torn open.


Buzz buzz!


The saber light flickered, instantly slicing through his flesh.


The flesh instantly turned into a bloody mist.


Buzz buzz!


The endless night fell over a hundred miles, turning the area within a hundred miles into endless darkness, pitch black, unable to see one’s fingers.


Not only did vision deteriorate, but spiritual perception also declined.


The endless night lasted for two breaths, then dispersed.


But on the ground, only a pool of blood remained, as for the Nascent Soul of the Eternal Night True Monarch, it fled away.


Swish!


In the next moment, Lu Xuanji’s footsteps flashed, appearing ten miles away, looking at the blood on the ground.


He slightly frowned and said, "What a pity, he still managed to escape!"


At this time, his body slightly swayed, feeling a bout of weakness, his magical power nearly exhausted, unable to slash a second saber strike.


[Great Five Elements Yin Yang Magnetic Starlight Cosmic Extinction Divine Saber], with unparalleled power, with one saber strike, even ghosts and gods are left untouched, just now even that sixth-layer Nascent Soul cultivator was heavily injured by a single slash, his flesh body destroyed.


But his magical power was also greatly depleted, unable to slash a second saber strike.


Facing certain top-level experts, he’s now just a single wave.


Delivering the enemy away with a single saber.


Or if unable to kill with one saber, he could only activate the Earth Escape Golden Light to flee.


"Thank you for your kindness, senior!"


At this time, the female cultivator stepped forward and said, "Thank you for saving my life, senior!"


"You are the daughter of True Monarch Feiyu?" Lu Xuanji said, "I have some ties with your father!"


"How may I address you, senior?"


The female cultivator respectfully asked, yet she still carried an air of vigilance.


"I am True Monarch Xuanji, when I attained the Nascent Soul, your father came to congratulate me, also gifting me a gold medal!" Lu Xuanji said, speaking as he took out a gold medal.


Activating the gold medal, immediately golden light flickered, exuding a trace of destructive aura.


"Senior, are you True Monarch Xuanji?"


The female cultivator looked astonished.


It is said that True Monarch Xuanji entered the Nascent Soul less than two centuries ago, yet how is he so fierce, defeating an old Nascent Soul cultivator with one stroke.


"Senior, I am my father’s fourth daughter, named Lu Qingyan, with the Dao title of True Master Qingyan!" the female cultivator said: "This time, we five cultivators were traveling together, two Nascent Soul True Monarchs, three Golden Core cultivators, traveling to Wu Country together, but unexpectedly met with disaster here!"


Thinking of the ambush along the way, the tragic events experienced, she couldn’t help but choke up.


Lu Xuanji inquired, and the female cultivator answered.


...


Rustle rustle!


At this moment, ten thousand miles away, a fist-sized infant appeared.


His face clear, features distinct, but with an expression of ferocity and madness.