Chapter 38: Suppressed

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

According to the information provided by the black pot, the Thousand Tides Mountain wasn’t a place where the Left Sage King should visit. Even if he was prepared, there were still risks. However, Xiuzhe still came in the end.

Chen Luoyang didn’t know if he should evaluate Xiuzhe as confident or lament as the two were truly in love. In short, the enemy was giving Chen Luoyang a chance, and right now, it was up to him if he could make use of this chance.

In between the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage and the Thousand Tides Mountain, “Golden Eagle” Murong Xing had rescued the falling Helian Zhe, but the Demon Cult’s Protector Wang Dubao had immediately disrupted him.

Old Wang was already humiliated before; therefore, he was very aggressive. He was worried he might be punished by the Cult Master; hence, he changed his crafty and steady style into a forceful and all-out style. He didn’t give Murong Xing any chance to use his movement skills and speed to leave him behind.

Due to the Blood Soul Curse, Wang Dubao’s body and spirit were still rather weak, but he had overcome his weakened condition and exhibited impressive power.

Murong Xing had a hard time withstanding Wang Dubao’s aggressive attacks while carrying a person. However, his expression wasn’t completely frantic.

When Wang Dubao was attacking with aggression, there was a sword light that suddenly lit up on the mountain. The sword light was bright and dazzling, but it wasn’t just and honorable. Instead, it was fiendish and filled with a ghastly aura.

Within the dazzling radiance, multiple ghost images surged out and were emitting sharp howls. Wang Dubao felt as though 10,000 ghosts were wailing in his mind. It was extremely disturbing, and he couldn’t concentrate at all.

The second ranker of the Ten Gallants, an expert that was just inferior to “Devil Wolf” Ba Kun. He was “Ghost Sword” Guo Ninglong.

Wang Dubao was familiar with this person as he had personally fought with Guo Ninglong previously.

Guo Ninglong wasn’t from the Other Tribe; he was a sword dao expert who was very active in the Central Province back then. However, he had made too many enemies and infuriated the public, making it hard for him to establish himself in the Central Province. In the end, he escaped to the northern outwalls and sought shelter with the Other Tribe. He then became one of the Ten Gallants and served the Left Sage King Xiuzhe.

When he made his move, his sword intent turned into a limitless ghost prison. It was a purgatory filled with countless malicious ghosts. They were all wielding swords and wanting to return to the human world.

Wang Dubao seemed as though he was turning a blind eye to Guo Ninglong as he was still charging towards Murong Xing and Helian Zhe.

As for those sword-wielding ghosts, they suddenly staggered while their swords deviated and missed their targets. They were no longer a threat to Wang Dubao.

Shangguan Song descended from the sky with complicated eyes. The Cult Master had given the order, and he wasn’t able to stay out of the fight. Since Shangguan Song had already made his move, he was no longer conflicted. His face had regained its serenity.

Shangguan Song didn’t have the intention to battle to the death with Guo Ninglong, but once he executed the Demon Cult’s absolute art, Guo Ninglong was unable to overcome Shangguan Song and threaten Wang Dubao.

Wang Dubao was filled with confidence that the other experts in the Demon Cult would step in to deal with “Ghost Sword” Guo Ninglong. It was why he could devote his mind to attacking “Golden Eagle” Murong Xing.

Murong Xing was feeling extremely helpless. If Wang Dubao had been just slightly delayed by Guo Ninglong, Murong Xing could have used his superiority in speed to leave Wang Dubao behind. But now, Wang Dubao was closing in on him, and Murong Xing couldn’t do anything.

As a result, he had no choice but to throw the immobilized Helian Zhe to the side before dealing with Wang Dubao’s attacks.

At the same moment, Xiao Yuntian and “Devil Wolf” Ba Kun had also landed. One was a quick and violent tornado, while the other was a berserk desert sandstorm.

The duo’s martial dao intents collided, and the storm nearly enveloped the entire peak of the Thousand Tides Mountain.

Guo Ninglong was dealing with Shangguan Song, while Murong Xing was dealing with Wang Dubao. They were all in intense battles.

Three figures appeared from the dense black mist beside the black-furred giant wolf. All of them were frowning and looking at the state of the battle in the mountain range.

One of them unfolded his palm where there was a small and pure white little rat. The little rat that was just like a jade let out two squeaking sounds.

Subsequently, the innumerable giant rats, which had surrounded the Thousand Tides Mountain, all emitted loud calls in unison before they charged at the mountain.

On the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage, Vajra looked at Zhang Tianheng and said, “It is “Rat King” Duobu Jie again. Hurry up and ask your woman to make her move.”

“The black-scaled giant snakes that she raised have all perished in that Dead Sea Black Tide. If she summoned the wild spirit beasts at this moment, they might not be able to defeat these rats that have been trained for many years.” Zhang Tianheng whistled and added, “But I naturally have other methods.”

Immediately after his whistle, General Ant who was one of the Dian Prefecture’s Eight Joss Masters emerged. General Ant started to beat a large drum in front of him. Afterwards, a large army appeared at the mid-section of the Thousand Tides Mountain.

This group of people seemed lifeless, but when facing the innumerable ferocious giant rats, they didn’t show any fear nor any emotions. After hearing the orders that were relayed through the drums, the army automatically formed the formations in a nimble, well-coordinated, and disciplined manner.

All of them had exquisite cultivation and ample energy as they confronted the group of giant rats! When the giant rats sprinted and crashed into this army, they were like the sea wave smashing into the reef. When the sea wave scattered, the reef was still firm and intact!

As this large army of Ant Soldiers was entrenched firmly, they struck back and would kill or injure those giant rats.

“These are the Ant Soldiers trained by General Ant? They truly deserve their reputation.” Vajra was clicking his tongue in amazement.

At this moment, another person drifted forward from beside the giant wolf. He approached the battlefield where the giant rats and the Ant Soldiers were fighting. He didn’t join the fray; instead, he sat down with crossed legs and took out a morin khuur¹ and played it.

Melodious and pleasant music could be heard. However, it stagnated the qi and blood, while the heart was gradually slowed down to a standstill, as though it was frozen.

This person was the tenth ranker of the Ten Gallants, “Wall Song” Ba Bo’er. He was adept at using sound to kill. He might not be involved in the combat at the frontlines, but his music had disrupted the army of Ant Soldiers. The group of giant rats noticed an opportunity to exploit.

Zhang Tianheng let out a sneer, and immediately after, a distinct sound echoed behind the Ant army, and it sounded just like the crying of a phoenix.

All those who heard the cries involuntarily tensed up as their qi and blood became unstable and felt like they were going to boil. The invisible blazing qi had neutralized the music from “Wall Song” Ba Bo’er.

It was none other than Fairy Speech, who was one of the Eight Joss Masters, who had made the sound. This was one of the Demon Cult’s 36 secret arts, the Inferno Sea Six Voices. Using a sound technique to counter another sound technique.

Beside the black-furred giant wolf, the last remaining person was an Other Tribe elder who had a serious expression. He was the only expert left on their side, and he was the seventh ranker of the Ten Gallants, “Northern Desert’s Grand Physician” Zha Lei.

He was skilled in elixir and medicine concoction and was also an expert poison user. However, in the opposing Demon Cult army, there might also be an expert with the same skill.

During the previous assassination, they had lost the fourth ranker of the Ten Gallants, “Black Owl” Er Hanke. The third ranker, “Mind Ghost” Ke Luntu had received the backlash from the Blood Soul Curse due to the Demon Cult Master’s shout; therefore, he wasn’t able to join the current battle. The ninth ranker, Helian Zhe, was immobilized, while the eighth ranker wasn’t here.

Right now, Zha Lei could only do his best. There was an invisible radiance that flashed when he raised his hand. But as soon as he made his move, the eyes of the Demon Cult’s Daoist Insect had also flickered.

Madam Fragrance took a glance at Daoist Insect and asked, “Is the opposition using poison?”

Daoist Insect nodded and said, “It is an expert.”

“Grandmother Flower isn’t around. We’ll have to trouble you then, Daoist Insect.” Madam Fragrance let out a lovely smile.

Daoist Insect also smiled before he gently clapped his hands. Immediately after, countless colorful moths flew across the mountain.

When the colorful moths flapped their wings, there was a massive amount of faintly visible phosphorus powder that was scattered in the Thousand Tides Mountain.

When Zha Lei saw the situation, he instantly sighed and knew that his attack wasn’t going to be effective.

Without Ba Bo’er’s music and Zha Lei’s assistance, the giant rats weren’t able to penetrate the steel formation of the Ant Soldiers. In summary, they weren’t able to assist Ba Kun, Guo Ninglong, and Murong Xing who were on the mountain, and they couldn’t rescue Helian Zhe either.

At this moment, there was a voice that echoed from behind. “Alright, enough.”

Zha Lei and Duobu Jie lowered their heads shamefully. “My King.”

On the giant wolf’s head, Left Sage King Xiuzhe gathered the pure-black overcoat. He then coughed and stood up slowly.